A/n: I'm back I cant believe it took me this long sorry. But there's spamano ahead so enjoy~
Spain widened his eyes as Romano lunged at him. Thinking Romano was about to hit him out of anger he closed his eyes expecting to be hit by the lunging Italian.
But it never came, what did however was a pair of soft lips that fit perfectly on his. His eyes shot open in shock, and he saw Romano kissing him, actually kissing him! This was the last thing he was expecting to happen.
After getting over his shock his eyes fluttered closed. Slowly starting to kiss him back. Romano actually responded with eager to the kiss. Seeing this as a good sign the Spaniard slowly licked his lips asking to gain permission from Romano, who happily replied by opening his mouth to let him roam with ease. Spain moaned softly into the kiss, moving to Romano's shirt with his hands to get rid of that pesky garment.
"wow, Spain get some!" Prussia yelled at the two making out in front of the others. Romano quickly pulled away from the Spanish speaking nation with his face completely red with embarrassment. Spain however looked disappointed that they got interrupted in their little activity.
"I thought you guys were gonna gives us a show. Ah oh well" France said with his rape face in place. At this comment Spain immediately stood up and grabbed Romano. "we'll be right back." he said and then left with a refusing Italian. Before they left they both heard a certain Prussian say "use protection" on their way out.
When they were outside Spain made sure that the others couldn't see or hear, he then turned back to the still grumbling Italian. "Romano we need to talk about this…" he said with his eyes focused on Romano who had his head downcast now. "earlier we were fighting and you refused to look at me and I don't know why. It wasn't like the other times, I mean in our other fights you would forgive me after about an hour and all is forgotten, but that didn't happen this time. When I said what I did, that was earlier this morning even after two hours you still wouldn't even look at me…"
Spain took a step forward and embraced Romano. Romano's head shot up and he started to struggle against the Spaniard, but was futile against his vice like grip. Suddenly he felt something wet on his shoulder and turned to see that Spain was crying. He stop struggling at this point speechless.
"I-I thought you wouldn't forgive me this time and that you wouldn't want to be around me anymore…" Spain started shaking even more, letting the tears flow from his eyes. He then stepped away and held Romano at arms length and looked him straight in the eyes. "please roma, tell me what I did to offend you so badly." he said with pleading eyes. Romano turned his head back down to the ground a little shocked at how the man in front of him pleaded with him to tell him what was wrong.
He looked back up to face Spain and what he saw made his chest hurt a little. Spain was still looking at him with his eyes a little red from crying with not as much life in them as there used to be. The Italian took a deep breath and let it out before speaking to try and calm his nerves so he wouldn't stumble over them. He couldn't refuse when he was looking at him like that.
"I-I was jealous…I guess…" he said in almost a whisper with his head down. Spain could still hear him nonetheless and was a little taken back by his answer, why did Romano have a reason to be jealous?
"but why? Who were you jealous of?" he asked looking at the brunet with a little shock in his eyes. Romano then took a shuddering breath trying to make himself continue.
"earlier this morning when you were trying to snuggle with me and pushed you away, you said that I should be more affectionate…like my fratello…"he then looked back up at Spain with tears threatening to spill from his eyes. "everyone I have ever known prefers him, even our grandfather. When I met you I didn't like you at first because I thought you would turn out like everyone else so I tried to turn you away, so I wouldn't get attached and have a heartbreak later on like I did before from other people I thought I could trust…but through the years you still stayed by me and that made me…happy. You were the only one who made me feel like I was actually worth something…" his voice trailed off at the end not once looking up during his confession to Spain.
Spain couldn't believe that Romano has been in so much pain over the years and he's just noticing this. After he thought over what he said this morning and thinking about what Romano said, he would be mad at himself to if he was in Romano's place.
"I-I didn't know you have ever felt that way, why haven't you ever told me before?" Spain asked tilting Romano's head up to look at him.
"w-why do you think bastard…I-I didn't want to look weak, so I just kept it to myself…it didn't seem that no one cared for me anyways." he said turning his eyes towards the ground again feeling the tears in his eyes wanting to flow free, but he wouldn't let them.
"roma don't say that, there are people who love you for you!" Spain reassuringly, Romano looked up at him with a little anger in them.
"what would you know bastard, no one but my fratello does…everyone else can't stand me…" he trailed off looking down towards the ground, anywhere as long as he wasn't looking at Spain.
"Romano there is someone your forgetting who loves you, even more then your little brother." Spain said, Romano's head shot up with a shocked expression. "oh right bastard, then who?" the Italian said with a hint of hope in his voice. Spain leaned forward and whispered in his ear.
"me" before Romano could react Spain turned his head and pressed their lips together. Spain could feel Romano tense up at the kiss, before he gradually melted into the kiss slowly closing his eyes. Romano hesitantly snaked his arms around his neck and turned his head slightly to deepen the kiss. Spain put his arms around Romano's waist and snuck his tongue out and swiped it across Romano's lips making the little Italian moan into the kiss, and opened to allow access to the other nation.
After a minute they broke apart panting slightly looking into the others eyes. "Romano no matter what. I would always want you and no one else, and never think otherwise." he said with truthful eyes. Romano blushed and looked away unable to form words. Spain steeped forward and grabbed Romano in a hug again and whispered in his ear "Te amo, Lovino" those two words sent chills down his spine, Romano hugged back to the other.
"t-ti amo, Antonio" he mumbled tightening his grip a little more at the words. Spain pulled back with a huge smile on his face looking towards Romano. The other just looked at him with a little scowl and a blush still obvious on his face. Spain quickly pressed a quick kiss on his lips and started turning back to the house.
"you want to go back to the house and play with the others?" he asked turning to look over his shoulder. Romano huffed and nodded. The Spanish speaking nation beamed at that and grabbed his hand and started leading them back to the house.
When the two got back into the house all eyes turned to them with knowing eyes. "so you two had fun oui, could I join next time honhonhon~ France said with a cocky smirk. It took the two a second to relies what he was talking about and then Romano face lit up scarlet.
"fucking sick bastard, you were watching us!" Romano said with a murderous glare. If only looks could kill.
France raised his hands in mock surround with the smirk never leaving his face. "now I didn't say that I was the only one watching, the others were watching to, and I might add that they seemed to be enjoying it as much as I was including, Germany surprisingly." all Spain and Romano could do was stare with their mouths open shocked at how they all knew. I mean even Germany watched! What the hell was the world coming to!
Romano then glared at the entire room with murder on his mind. "I CANT BELIEVE THIS, EVEN THE DAMN POTATO BASTARD SAW! SPAIN I HATE YOU! WHY DIDN'T YOU TAKE BETTER PERCAUTIONS! The Italian fumed at the Spanish speaking nation.
"I-I thought I did Roma, they shouldn't have been able to see us!" Spain said trying to defend himself.
"yeah we wouldn't have been able to see you if the awesome me wouldn't have given these guys the idea of following you!" Prussia said with a triumphant smirk.
"oui, he's right it wasn't our dear friends fault that you two were caught almost making it to third base." the French man said with a amused look. Romano by now was absolutely furious not only had they spied on them but now they were mocking them!
"you sick perverted bastards! You better keep one eye fucking open at night!" the southern nation of Italy growled.
"ve~ can we stop fighting why can't we all just be friends! And really fratello were all really happy for you and Spain! Were not mocking you, honest!" Italy said trying to calm everyone down. It seemed to be working because Romano's face was getting ride of the red that stuck on his checks.
"fine, but if any of you bastards spy on me again I swear I will ripe off your-" before he could finish his sentence Spain spoke up. "Roma language, there's no need for all that!" Spain said, Romano just glared at him for a second then mumbled something about perverted bastards and didn't say anything else.
"well are we going to continue with the game, because I think its my turn si? Spain said hoping that they would be going on with the game so he could have his own turn. The other nations perked up and nodded wanting to continue on with the game.
"s-speaking about the game, Prussia you said awesome so you lost your dare." Canada said making the Prussian look up in shock at what he just said as if the world was ending.
"n-no way I totally didn't lose the dare. I mean it had to have been more then 30 minutes by the time I said it!" he said trying to save his butt from his brothers ruthless training, but the Canadian wasn't budging.
"a-actually you only had about 3 minutes left because you had your dare at about 7:13, and you said it at 7:40. So actually you did lose." the blonde said making the Prussia drop to the floor dramatically.
"no way birdie this isn't fair! Aw fuck I was so fucking close! The awesome me can't believe this! This is so un-awesome, I swear!" the albino huffed crossing his arms. The Canadian looked a little taken back after seeing how made he made his friend. He cast his eyes downward not wanting to look at the other.
Prussia took notice of this however and then went over to the other nation. "h-hey birdie don't be like that. I didn't mean to go all off like that, and it wasn't at you I swear." he said franticly trying to cheer up the other. Canada looked up and smiled a little at how the red eyed nation was trying to cheer him up. This brought a smile to Prussia's face to and brought Canada in for a hug earning a eep in surprise.
"does this mean you forgive the awesome me?" Prussia said with hope in his voice. The Canadian chuckled and pulled away a nodded his head. "great! But anyways the awesome me can totally handle the un-awesome training of my brother for sure!" he said with new found determination.
Germany just rolled his eyes at his brother. "brother my training is not that bad. You just like to sit on your ass all day, even Italy does that and he still does my training almost everyday." he said with a huff.
"yeah because you make him! And I do not just sit on my ass all day I get up all the time! Like when I have to go to the bathroom and fix food, isn't that enough." Prussia said with a offended tone.
"no it isn't close to enough." Germany said with a sigh. Sometimes he cant see how they are related at times.
"oui oui, we know that Germanys training is harsh as fuck, and Prussia is lazy, now can we get on with the game." France said, earning a offended hey from both said nations.
"si I would like to move on as well." Spain agreed. Earning a huff from the two but then they nodded in agreement.
"I go next correct?" the green eyed nation asked the others. Earning a node from the others Spain jumped for joy while his smile widened. "yay, Prussia my friend truth or dare?"
"the awesome me picks dare!" he practically yelled with excitement from me being called.
"fusososos I have the perfect thing! I dare you to call Japan and say that you are a person taking a national survey on average penis length and you need his size." he said with a childlike smile on his face.
"oh man you want me to do that to Japan that would be rich! He'll totally be embarrassed. Fusosos awesome!" Prussia said getting out his phone from his pocket beginning to dial the Japanese mans number.
"Oh gott I feel bad for Japan now." Germany said with a sympathetically look. Prussia put his phone on speaker for all of them could hear the conversation that was about to happen. After a couple rings Japan finally picked up the phone.
"hai, this is Japan." he said with his usual formal voice.
"uh yes we are taking a very important national survey on the average penis size and we will need your size to be able to complete this survey. Would you please assist us." Prussia said in a fake voice. It took all he could to not crack up on the spot, this was just to hilarious!
"w-what I don't r-really need to answer this do I? This is just to inappropriate." he said with a pleading voice, but Prussia wasn't going to give up.
"sorry this is absolutely necessary for if you don't the whole world could fall to disaster! You don't want that to happen do you!" the other nations rolled their eyes at Prussia lame excuse to get the others size. To their surprise it worked.
"I didn't know it was this serious! So… I just need to give you my size right?" he asked
"yes yes that's all we need"
"a-alright its…" everyones eyes grew wide at the size of the Japanese mans size. There's no way he could be that long!
"uh t-thank you for your participation" Prussia said and quickly hung up the phone with a sigh before the other nation could respond. "my gott he did not just say that did he, there's no way!" everyone else nodded at Prussia's question still a little stunned at the size. And yet they all can't help but be a little jealous of him. They remained speechless for another minute.
"so its my turn to pick someone right?" Prussia asked the others and they all nodded. The door suddenly opened and there stood in the door way was America at the door with a certain brit in his arms bridal style, what was shocking was the brit was not fighting at all in the Americans arms. He was actually leaning his head on the Americans shoulder, with a small smile gracing his face that no one has saw in awhile on the grumpy nation.
"hey guys the awesome hero is back! What did we miss?"
A/n: I hope you liked the new chapter (I thought it wasn't that good but as long as you guys liked it XD) you guys got spamano so that's good right? I don't have that much to say here so rate and review I guess :D they make me smile with joy and happiness all day! And yay Artie and Alfie are back I really missed writing with them, they are my favorite pairing cant you tell?
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