So...WRATH IS UP! WOOOO! Sorry if the fight seems quite rushed but I have been super busy this week and I will be this weekend (sigh...) But I tried the parts afterwards are super fluffy so...ENJOY!
Warnings: OCCness, Swearing and probably a little violence...
"Oh for crying out loud," Prussia groaned as he squinted through the dark green fog which began to materialise in the corridor. "Will somebody please tell that limey to quit it with the black magic stuff?"
"Ve~ England scares me when he's like this!" Italy cried as he hugged Germany tighter. The German agreed.
He still remembered when the Axis were shipwrecked on Seychelles's island back in World War 2 and how the Allies had been on a stake out near by. America had demanded they had a campfire and England had decided to get everyone in the campfire mood by singing some sort of campfire song which sounded a lot like a song sang to "summon the devil" as America had put it. To cut a long story short, the rest of the Allies had run over to the Axis's camp and both teams spent the night shaking in fear, too frightened to go to sleep. China, France, America and, most worryingly of all, Russia ended up having to visit a therapist daily for three months and America still slept with a night light on to protect him from the "marshmallow devil."
It was Japan who saw the hole in Prussia's fog theory first.
"But…England-san isn't here…"
The others froze. Italy began to look around.
"…Where's Romano?"
"ARRRRGGGGGGGH!"
The four nations looked at each other, Italy began to run towards the court yard.
"ROMANO!"
"Wait, Italy! It's too dangerous to go alone!" Germany yelled as he ran after his Italian friend, Japan and Prussia hot on his heels.
They found Italy stood in the courtyard's entrance, frozen with his eyes wide and mouth wide open.
"Italy? What's wrong?"
Italy could only point at the scene before him.
Romano had been thrown across the courtyard and had hit the opposite wall, Spain ran after him, shoving his foot deep into the older Italian's stomach so his head jolted forward and so Spain was able to grab Romano's collar and use his other hand to slap Romano around the face.
Again…and again…and again…
Germany looked at Japan in half shock, half horror.
"…Am I actually seeing this?" Japan nodded.
"Hai, but I understand your surprise. It is normally the other way round." Prussia pouted.
"Oh so he can do this but lose a bar fight like the one we got into with France when we went drinking last week?"
Romano looked across to where his comrades stood.
"ARE ANY OF YOU BASTARDS GOING TO FUCKING HELP ME OR JUST STAND THERE AND WATCH?"
Spain dropped Romano as his dark green eyes aimed at his new targets.
He was dressed in a black suit with the tuxedo un-done and the first three buttons of his shirt undone. In his hand was a revolver which seemed to let off a strange smoke which was not that of when a bullet is fired.
It was undoubtedly the artefact….
And Spain was possessed the Sin of Wrath.
Germany slowly pushed Japan forward, "Japan, I think you should go first. You are a samurai after all…"
"N-No thank you Germany-san, you are stronger than me so you can go first!" Japan tried to push himself back into the security of the buildings shadows, Prussia sighed.
"Maybe we should have bought the Limey along after all…He has beaten Spain before…"
"DON'T YOU DARE MENTION THE ARMADA!" Prussia screamed as bullets were fired at the three cowering nations, Italy ran forward.
"Big brother Spain, don't do this! You're hurting your friends-"
He was cut short as Spain merely kicked the younger nation in the stomach, Romano glared from where he was sprawled.
"I….ta…ly?,,, ITALY!" Romano got up and ran to his younger brother who was quivering in pain.
"Fratello…Are you okay?" Italy smiled weakly.
"Si."
The moment was interpreted by a harsh, soul-less laugh which made Romano clench his teeth in anger.
He gently placed his younger brother down on the ground before running up to Spain and slapping him once on the cheek.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU'VE JUST HURT YOUR OWN LITTLE BROTHER YOU BASTARD!" Spain's eyes narrowed as he grabbed Romano and threw him to the floor, walking slowly towards him as he raised the gun.
"You…How dare you hurt your senior…" He hissed, Italy got up and grabbed a hold of Spain's clothes, trying desperately to pull him back.
"Nooooooooo! Big brother Spain! It's Romano, remember? Your little Roma?"
"GET OFF ME!" Spain shouted as he spun around, causing Italy to fall back, still holding onto Spain's clothes.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
Romano's eyes widened at the giant mark on Spain's chest.
There, in the very centre, was a large, round, purple mark. The same size as a child's head.
Romano flinched as he remembered the time he head butted Spain for pulling his curl when he was really meant to be thanking him for saving him from Turkey.
Spain's eyes widened and a faint blush dusted his face, tears began to glaze his eyes as he tried to cover his torso but Italy was too gob smacked to hand over the clothes.
Germany and Prussia stared.
"So that's why he never goes skinny dipping…" Prussia gasped.
"…Isn't that scar from when Romano was a child…?" Germany asked. "So does that mean Spain must be reminded of what happened every single day?" He turned to Japan.
"Are you alright, Japan? You're shaking!" The Japanese nation shook his head.
"N-No…I'm fine." He tried to block out the memories of that day.
The day he took the katakana and headed to his older brother's room…
He must be reminded of it every single day…
Italy cowered as Spain tried to snatch back his clothes.
"I SAID GIVE ME BACK MY FUCKING SHIRT-!"
Both Italy and Spain stared in shock as Romano grabbed Spain and hugged him tight.
"You should have told me how you really feel instead of covering up your emotions…Bastard."
He smiled as his eyes began to reflect the golden beams coating the two.
From the depths of my heart, goodness rests with in…
I hear by banish this deadly sin…
To return Spain to the light…
Sin of Wrath, RETURN TO THE NIGHT!
The fabric in Italy's hands faded to a white T-shirt with a picture of a smiling tomato printed on as Romano tried to steady his older brother and ex-mentor.
Spain opened his eyes.
"…Romano? How did I get here?"
Romano burst in to tears as he buried his head in the older nation's neck.
"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry dammit!"
Spain's eyes widened.
"Romano, what on earth are you talking about? Did you get indigestion from eating too many tomatoes again?"
"Big brother Spain!"
Spain let out a small "oof" as Italy jumped onto his back, hugging his shoulders Spain sighed.
"Did you two eat some bad tomatoes or something?" The two Italians looked at each other and burst out laughing as the sun came out from behind the clouds and shone down on the confused Spaniard and two crying, but happy, Italians.
Japan felt the box's magic flare up as it opened and shut as the revolver entered.
"The artefact of Wrath has now been captured!"
"…You think you can stand up on your own?" Romano asked, Spain thought for a second and shook his head.
"Um…I don't think so…my ankle feels really messed up!" Romano sighed.
"Fine…We'll take you back home with us…"
Germany watched as his brother pulled out his mobile.
"Bruder, who are you calling?"
"England, it's probably best that he tells France that Spain is okay rather than me."
Germany nodded in agreement and followed the Italy's as they helped Spain walk towards the boat.
"Hey…bastard." Spain looked up.
"Yes, Lovi?" Romano flinched at the stupid nick name.
"Do you remember anything, like, what the Sin made you do?"
"A little…I remember hurting you and Italy…" Spain avoided Romano's gaze.
"Romano…I'm sorry-"
"Don't. Don't you dare apologize, tomato bastard. Not now. Not ever!" Spain looked at Romano in bewilderment.
"Romano, what are you talking about?"
"I've hurt you so many times but have never apologized! And then I saw the mark…It's only fair that you don't apologize to me when I have left you with a daily reminder that you did everything for me only for me to hurt you so bad." Spain smiled.
"But Romano, I don't see it like that!"
"Y-You don't?"
"Of course not! You are important to me and those days that I looked after you were some of my happiest! Yes, I see that scar of a reminder of the past but of the happy memories that we shared, not the bad ones!" Spain placed a hand on the younger nation's shoulder.
"So don't ever feel that you've hurt me, okay?" Romano nodded and smirked.
"You've never learnt what anger is, even after you raised me, Spain. Now get some rest!"
"Aw but Romano~ I'm not tired!"
"I mean it, Spain! Stop acting like a child!"
"But I'm your boss!"
"Not when you're barely able to stand, mister! Now sleep or you get no tomatoes for breakfast when you wake up!"
"But Lovi~"
"And I'll make sure that me and Italy are always in a separate room to you for a whole day!"
"…Fine."
Romano blushed a little as Spain fell asleep, resting his head on his shoulder, but he eventually smiled.
"Sweet dreams, idiota."
The boat docked on the coast of Italy as Romano and Germany carried the sleeping Spainrd into the house. A small, neatly wrapped present fell out of his jeans pocket.
"Ve~ What's this?" Italy asked as he picked it up and examined it. "Oh! It's for Romano!"
"Well open it for me then! I'm kindda busy you know!" Romano snapped. Italy tore away the wrapping paper.
"Awwww! It's so cute! Romano, you should wear it for when Spain wakes up!"
"…He must have got it mixed up with a present for Belgium!"
"But it's the only parcel here…Come on, Romano, you should be happy that you got a present!"
"Well I would be…IF I WAS A FUCKING GIRL!"
"But Roma-"
"No!"
"Please…"
"NO!"
"It'll make big brother Spain happy!"
"…Fine…but you owe me big time for this!"
"YAY!"
Japan ran down the hallway, looking through each doorway. He spotted America.
"Yo, Japan! I heard you guy's caught another Sin! Congrats!"
"Hai, Arigatō…America-san, have you seen China?"
"Erm…Yeah! He's in the guest room at the very end, sorting out medical supplies for Spain, Italy and Romano!"
"Arigatō!" And with that, Japan ran down the hall.
He pushed at the door with all his strength, making it fly wide open.
WHAM!
China looked up in surprise.
"Ah, Japan! You shouldn't scare your elders like that, aru!"
Japan said nothing, China's smiled turned to a frown when he saw the tears.
"Japan? Is something wrong?"
Japan ran forward and grabbed China, pulling him close with all his might in fear of losing him again.
"China…I'm sorry…I'm so, so sorry!" China smiled and gently rubbed the back of the sobbing nation.
"I know, aru." He said gently. "And I forgive you…"
I always will…
Okay, so incase anyone is confused, the bit about Romano head-butting Spain is when Romano is little and he goes to thank Spain for saving him from Turkey in the world series. Spain pulls Romano's curl so Romano head butts hims in the guts! XD I don't think it actually scared him though! As for the bit about China and Japan...well if anyones seen the Hetalia comic then they would have seen the part where China raises Japan and Japan stabs him, leaving him with a scar...so sad T.T
...Okay so I'm planning on revealing the next Sin next time as well as MAYBE some BTT bromance and what Spain bought Romano...XD
BYE BYE!