Title : Then again, it's just a phone call
Ratings: May go up to M. I suggest you wait till I raise the ratings. [/Yes. I copy-paste-ed this from my last entry]
A/N: I have no contribution whatsoever to Hetalia so I don't own the rights to it. I am simply borrowing it for sheer fun and pleasure for readers. And also cause it's a weekend and I'm bored.
Italics for Romano
Bold for Spain
RING.
"Hello?"
"Why'd you pick up?"
"It rang, so naturally I would."
DISCONNECTED.
RING
RING
RING
"Hello?"
"What took you so long to pick up?"
"Are you sick Romano?"
"No. Bastard, why would you think that?"
"Well for some reason I think you are because you're scolding me for nothing."
DISCONNECTED
RING
"What tomato bastard? WHAT?"
"Well you call me then tell me I answer quickly, I let it ring thrice you tell me I wasn't answering quickly, then you hang up on me, I safely assume you're sick… I'm going there."
"Nononononononono! DON'T! Don't or I'll castrate you."
[/sigh] "Okay, well, how can I help you then?"
"…."
"Romano?"
"…."
"Are you still there?"
"Y-yeah, what?"
"I was asking if there's something I can help you with."
[/mumbling]
"What? Don't muffle your voice I thought I alrea—"
"I said JUST STAY ON THE PHONE I WANT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE!"
[/smile] "Really?"
"You're pushing it, bastard."
"Well it isn't often that I get to hear that from you, mi tomatito."
"Jerk."
"So are you sick?"
"Huh?"
"Are you sick?"
"No… [/sneeze] sort of"
"Have you eaten anything?"
"Yeah, I'm not an idiot you know."
[/laugh] "Yes I know. Drank your medicine?"
"Stop treating me like a damn child I know when to drink my [/sneeze] [/wheeze] medicine"
"Want me to sing you a Spanish lullaby, mi amor? That always makes you feel better"
"NO! I'm not a fucking baby anymore, asshole!"
"…"
"Antonio? Spain? Are you there?"
"Yes, yes… "
"FINE!"
[/confused] "What?"
"Sing me a lullaby!"
"You're not a baby anymore, remember?"
"Testa de merda! You can go rot in a sack now!"
[/laughs] "Alright, Alright, I will sing you a lullaby,
Pajarito que cantas en la laguna,
no despiertes al niño que está en la cuna.
Ea! La Ea!
Ea,la naná!
Duermete lucerito de la mañana, de la mañana."
"…"
"Mijo?"
"…"
"Mi amor?"
"…"
DISCONNECTED
RING
RING
RING
RING
"Si, Hello?"
"BASTARDO! Why did you hang up? Moreover, why did you let it ring for FOUR times?"
"I thought you were sleeping so I let you rest"
"Merda."
"Watch your mouth, pajarito"
"Don't call me a little bird bastard"
"Well you are,"
"NO"
"You're my little bird"
[/Blush] "Jerk."
"Are you feeling okay now?"
"No, I feel like a butt."
"Oh? What does that feel like?"
"It feels like a butt… I don't know, don't ask me"
"Aren't you the one feeling like it?"
"Change topic"
"Alright, are you sure it's okay for you to stay up like this?"
"Yes. Of course! It's only like… 12:32 A.M., [/stifle yawn] why are YOU still up?"
"Well, because they're doing a marathon on Spanish drama."
"Gay."
"You used to enjoy watching them with me, mijo"
[/blush] "I do not. Stop making up shit like that!"
"It's true isn't it?" [/smile]
"Nu-uh~"
"Denying makes it all the more hilarious"
"CHE PALLE!"
[/laugh]
"…"
"…"
"Spain?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you answer me honestly?"
"Yes, of course, you know I never go the other way around"
"NEVERMIND"
"Aww… come on! I wanna hear it!"
"NO!"
"Rooommaaannnoo"
"Whining won't work, bastard."
"You're killing me with the suspense"
"NONONONONO!"
"But… but… but…"
"SHUT UP!"
"Okay, I guess if you don't want to tell me I don't mind"
"BASTARD! You weren't supposed to give up! You were suppose to force me to tell you"
"I was?"
"Seriously, you're starting to become lenient."
"I am?"
"Stop diverting the issue at hand!"
"I'm not" Aren't you the one doing it?
"…"
"What was your question?"
"FINE! I'm going to tell you [mumble]sheesh, such a pushy person[/mumble] but listen because I don't plan on repeating."
"Si!"
[/blush] "I-if… if Austria…would have g-given you Italy back then… North Italy… I mean… w-would you exchange me for him?"
"…"
"Spain?"
"…"
"Don't tell me you're really going to."
"…"
"I can't take this silence! Just tell me already! If yes then… then… JUST FREAKING TELL ME ALREADY!"
"…"
[/about to cry] "Just tell me damn it! See if I ca—"
"Not even for the world, Romano"
[/blush] "…"
"It's true"
[/still blushing] "Bastard"
"Hey… Romano, are you sleepy?"
"No."
"Want me to sing you another lullaby?"
"QUITITWITHTHELULLABYSALREADY!"
[/chuckle] "Alright, alright…"
"…"
"Ne, Romano"
"What?"
"Te amo"
[/blush] "…"
"…"
"I'm going to bed"
"Alright… good night."
DISCONNECTED.
Romano stared idly at his phone, colored amply like his country's flag. He sported the usual scowl as per usual, but nonetheless, blissfully happy. He sighed, throwing his phone to the side, landing back side up revealing a sticker picture of Spain and a turtle perched on his brunette head. The Italian pulled his comforter, trying desperately to cover from the cold. With one last sneeze he mumbled…
"I'm sorry I can never tell you this personally…Sei l'amore della mia vita."
Spain, now crouched down to the door listening intently to what the Italian was saying in his bed chambers, couldn't help but smile, pocketing his phone and marching off to his own room. "I'll wait for the day you have the courage to tell me, pajarito" he whistled happily, continuing to watch another episode of 'Voglio stare con te per sempre'.
A/N: First to request a pairing... I shall do that next.
