Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

"If you don't smoke, than you can be JUST LIKE US!"

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*Starts smoking*

APHAPHAPH

"We're almost at Spain's place." France told Romano.

"Finally..." Romano held back his tears of happiness. He could recognize so much of the scenery presented to him in Spain. Finally, after a long drive, France parked his car, and Romano tried getting out immediately.

France giggled at his actions. "Hey, give me a kiss, before you leave this car~."

Romano growled, and leaned over to peck France on the cheek. "Th-Thanks... For this." France smiled.

"I'll see you in ten days."

Romano got out of the car, with his one suitcase, and ran to the front door. France was still sitting there, in the driveway, just in case Spain wasn't home. He sighed and knocked a few times, while ringing the doorbell.

"Hola?"* Spain finally opened the door. He stared at the person standing in front of him, just to make sure that it was his Italy. He brought Romano into a tight hug. "What are you doing here?!"

France finally left the driveway and drove off. "I convinced France to let me visit for ten days, considering that you won't."

Spain's mood inflated almost completely. "T-Ten days? Only ten days?"

"I was worried about you, damn it... Also, before you do anything stupid, France told me to tell you, that he will allow me to roam around freely, just as long as nobody tries to get me away from him. That means that you should stop trying to get an army to match his, because you're not gonna, in your condition."

"W-We'll talk inside." Spain led Romano inside of the house. Romano couldn't hold his tears back, this time.

"Sp-Spain... I missed you so much... I missed being here..." Spain hugged him from behind. "D-Do you have home grown tomatoes, by chance?"

"Y-Yeah, of course I do!" Spain let go of the boy to run to the kitchen. "They may need to be washed before eaten, though, but here." He brought in a basket full of tomatoes.

Romano took one, washed it off, and took a big bite out of it. This was his home. Everything felt right. He was being held by Spain again.

"I'm sorry..."

Romano's eyes widen a little. "It's not your fault."

"No, it's... N-Nevermind... What do you want to do?"

Romano shrugged. "Do you have ingredients for spaghetti?"

"No, but I can go get some." Romano smiled softly.

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Everything was going well, until they got to bed.

Romano got on top of Spain and kissed him. Spain was responsive for a little while, before he stopped and turned away. "I'm so sorry..." He started crying.

Romano looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What?"

"I'm sorry... I can't..."

"You can't what?"

"I'm just... I'm sorry... I was so h-happy, to finally should you my love with all of my body, that one time... But after the sex, when I was going home, all I could think about was, "how many times has France taken him before I could take him to bed with me once?" It made me sick."

Romano started shaking. "That wasn't... My fault..."

"He said that... That you enjoyed it, sometimes, a-and that it wasn't always rape..."

"I had to enjoy it!" Romano snapped. "I seriously thought that I was going to spend the rest of my life in that basement, as his sex slave! I had to find pleasure in rape, to keep me from going... Well, I would say "crazy," but I was already getting there! It wasn't my fault..." He started crying.

"I know! I know it wasn't your fault, but... I... I felt so... Dirty... I mean... I went to the doctor, after I had sex with you. I don't know what diseases France may have had! And... And if I'm going to have sex with you, then I would go see a doctor again..."

"Y-You..." Romano hated to admit, that he would probably do the same, but that didn't make him feel any better. "Y-You just... Called me dirty..."

"I'm sorry... I still love you... I just can't have sex with you. I'm sorry..."

"Th-Then..." Romano felt like he was going to be sick. "Then... We really can't be going out anymore. We all have needs. You don't have to be faithful to me anymore..."

"Roma-" Romano slapped him across the face.

"YOU JERK! Is THAT why you never came to visit?! Just because you don't want to have sex with me?!"

"I... I-I don't think I can stay faithful, if you're never around. I'm always busy... This will be best for both of us, though, right? I won't... Have to be as weak... Hopefully."

"What part of this will be better for me, huh? The part where I'm spreading my legs out for France, but I don't have to pretend that he's you? I love you... I want to be with you... But if I'm going to worry about you doing other people then..."

"I'm so sorry, Romano. I-I love you, too, but... I'm sorry... I'm tired... I haven't gotten much sleep..."

"You don't have to worry, anymore. I'm going to call France."

Spain pulled him in in a hug. "Don't! Don't leave me! A-As long as he's not having sex with you, I will be more than happy to take you in bed with me!"

"S-Spain?" Romano's eyes widen a little. "S-Spain... I can't... He's... He's strong. He'll kill every last one of your people, if it meant that you wouldn't be getting in the way..."

"I can't sleep, or eat... That's why I'm always going to other nation's places. They would get me to eat while talking to me and keeping my mind off of you..."

"Spain... I don't... Want to give you any ideas, but... I want to break up with you, so you don't hurt yourself... I think... Maybe... You should go seek some help... To cope... I'll stay, for the night, but in the morning, I'll be going again. Just please, promise me that you won't hurt yourself."

"You said... Ten days..."

"I..." He closed his eyes. "I don't think I can last ten days, now that I know what you think of my body... But, I'll ask every body to keep a close eye on you."

"...Thank you..."

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Romano looked outside when he hear a car pulling in. "He's here..." He stood up and grabbed his suitcase. "I guess... I'll see you later?"

Spain nodded and gave him a hug. "I love-"

"Don't..." Romano's voice squeaked. "Just... Don't... I know that you love me, but you... Nothing. I better get going. Are you sure, you'll be okay?" Spain nodded again. "I'm going to have some friends and friend's friends to check up on you, still."

"Fair enough..."

Romano waved sadly, before going out the door. France was standing outside of his car.

"Are you okay?" Romano shook his head and buried his face in France's chest. France held him as he cried. "We should go, if you want to get home before it's too late over there."

Romano nodded and got into the car, with France. "So um... Wh-What hotel were you staying in..?"

France smiled softly. "I was staying in... It's close, so you can contact me if something like this happened."

"Oh... Th... Thank you..."

"You are very welcome... I think we'll stop about five hours from now, to rest. Does that sound okay?" Romano nodded.

APHAPHAPH

Yes, I know, I kind of rushed things, but I really just wanted to get to the next part... Though originally, I was gonna have Spain just being a jerk, buuut that's too out of character for Spain.

"Hola" - "Hello"