This week is a flash back ^^ yay~! Enjoy lol.
Ciao.
-Emmy
"Oi Romano!" The teenaged you yelled while you were trying to find said Italian. You searched high and low for him, but couldn't find him.
"Where is he?" you mumbled to yourself. Just then, you heard a girls sequel from the tomato patch on the side of the house. Curiously, you walked over there to see who was there.
Your brown hair fluttered in the Spanish wind, your brown eyes sparkled in the sun, and the all too great smell of tomatoes hitting your nose. Everything was perfect, excepted for what you found when you reached the patch. You saw the dark haired Italian and a blonde, skinny, beautiful girl, tackled to the ground while he sucked and nipped her neck. You could feel tears fall from your eyes and hit the soil around your sandal clad feet. You could feel your heart break into a million pieces. You weren't as great as her, you figured and that's why he was sucking her neck and not yours.
Romano was the first to turn around and realize that you were standing there, crying. You looked into his eyes, all the while tears never stopped pouring from your eyes. He opened his mouth to talk to you, but you beat him to it. "I-I'm sorry I interrupted." The end of your sentence was more of a whisper than anything, but he heard you and he could hear the hurt in it.
You turned on your heel and ran away before he could stand and yell for you to come back. You did hear him yelling to you, but you didn't turn around. Instead, you ran into the house, and bumped into Spain.
"Ella, why are you crying?"
You didn't answer him, but you threw your arms around his neck and cried. You had just had your heart broken. You didn't want to talk, you wanted to cry. He pulled you into him and let you cry, whilst he rubbed your back in a soft attempt to comfort you. A few minutes later, the sobs had calmed down enough for Spain to ask you again, "Why were you crying Ella?"
You wiped your eyes. "R-Romano…" you mumbled. "He broke me." You whispered.
Spain was a little confused until you said, "He was with a girl, sucking her neck." You hiccupped, "I-I thought he liked me." You cried again.
Spain once again rubbed your back. "Lo siento[1]." He chided.
Romano opened the back door of the house, and walked inside. He saw how much he had hurt you, but he didn't mean too! Yes, you found him in a very terrible position, but that girl was nothing to him. He needed to tell you that. He needed to apologize to you.
He walked into the living room and saw Spain rubbing your back softly. Spain nor you didn't notice him.
"I-I don't want to be here anymore Antonio." You whispered to him. Romano leaned against the door frame and quietly listened.
Spain frowned, "Tell me where you wish to go, and I will take care of it."
"I-I want to go live with Northern Italy." You said. "He was always nice to me."
Spain smiled softly, "I can do that."
"Gracias [2] Antonio." You said softly before hugging said Spaniard.
Your bags were on the ground next to you, as you hugged Spain tightly. He hugged you just as tightly back. "I will surely miss you Ella."
"I'll miss you too Antonio." You replied, the feeling of tears behind your eyes was telling you to cry now.
"If you ever get homesick, come back to me alright?" He whispered.
You smiled softly. "I can do that Antonio."
You pulled away and kissed his cheek softly. You looked behind him at Romano, who had the blonde girl next to him. He looked at you and he could see the still lingering hurt in them.
"Arrivederci Romano." You said. It took all you had no to run up to him and hug him tightly.
He had been taught manners, so the nation walked towards you and kissed each cheek. "Arrivederci Ella."
You looked behind you and saw Northern Italy smiling at you. You walked to Spain once more and hugged him tightly. "Goodbye for now Spain." You picked up some of the bags, while Italy picked up the rest.
Pulling away, he waved as you left with Northern Italy. "Goodbye my Ella!" He could feel the tears that wanted to fall.
You walked next to the nation who looked like his southern brother and smiled. "I'm ready to start a new life in Italy." You said.
"Italy is a good place to start ve." He smiled at you. "I was glad to hear you were coming to live in Italy with me ve."
You smiled. "I'm glad I'm coming to Italy. But, I will miss my home." You said and looked behind you and Spain, who had started to cry.
Italy looked at you again, "My fratello [3] is an idiot."
"What do you mean?"
"He's an idiot because he didn't notice a pretty girl named Ella right in front of him."
You smiled at him. "Yeah." You laughed slightly, turned and looked at Romano. He was looking at you, and this time you could see hurt in his eyes. For many years after, the look of sorrow in his amber eyes haunted you.
1-I'm sorry.
2-Thank you.
3-Brother.