AIYA~! Bam, this took FOREVER to write, and im sorry x3! I may update it on friday too because i have a day away from school -epic dance- :D This kinda proves to show how much of an in-closet pervert i am -germany, you arent alone!- Well, i hope you enjoy the -ahem- i want to say implied smuttyness, but it depends on how you think. Good day to you~ and enjoy the next installment to "Tesoro."

Ciao.

-Emmy

"No bunny, those are my tomatoes…" you mumbled, while asleep on Spain's couch.

Spain stood a distance away and chucked quietly. Romano walked in, asking quite loudly, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Shh, she's asleep." Spain pointed towards your sleeping form.

Romano looked at you and smiled softly to himself. "Leave her alone then damnit."

Spain waved his hand around, "Okay, I see you want to watch her by yourself." He looked at Romano, "You better not wake her up." With that, the Spaniard left to do - Spain things.

The dark haired Italian looked at you before walking towards you, and softly taking a seat in the spot next to you. "Bello[1]." He whispered to himself and grazed the side of your face with a finger.

You grumbled, stirred and pushed a hand into your hair and threw the other at Romano. Landing deathly close to his vital region, he froze and looked at your still sleeping face.

"Chigi~!" he squealed as your hand drew closer to him.

"Tomatoes…" you groaned. Fingers brushing across him lightly, he shuddered. "I found the tomatoes…" you proclaimed in your sleep as you attempted to grab him through his pants.

He knew he should have gotten away from you. But you were pleasur-! 'No she's asleep!" Romano yelled inside his head. He softly picked your hand up, held it for a lingering moment, before putting it down and walking away as quickly as he could.

Bumping into Spain, he simply muttered something along the lines of, "I'll be outside."

Spain raised an eyebrow as Romano walked away, but he didn't bother asking why he became edgy all of a sudden.

You turned on your side, causing your body to become unbalanced and to fall to the carpeted ground below. "I didn't steal the tomatoes!" You shouted as you woke up. Looking around, you realized it was only a dream. Rubbing your eyes, you stood and mumbled, "I really want a tomato now." Quickly you scattered away to find Spain.

"Spain~! Do we have any tomatoes in the kitchen?"

"No. But there are some in the patch ready to be picked if you wish to go do that." He replied.

"Hm. Okay~! Oh, and do you know where Romano is?"

"I believe he went outside."

"Gracias Spain~." You smiled.

The Spanish sun kissed your cheeks and the familiar smell of tomatoes made your lips tilt up in a smile. It was like old times when you used to live in the house with Spain and Romano. You loved to feel the soil beneath your feet; you loved the earthy scent that constantly swished around you.

"Nuh!" You heard a deep voice groan. Stopping in your tracks, you realized it was Romano's voice.

Focusing your eyes, you saw movement in the leaves of the patch. You dropped to your knees, afraid that if you were at full height he would spot you. You crawled on the ground, following the constant sounds he made. Quietly, you made your way towards him so you were capable of seeing what he was doing. You were about to gasp at what you saw, was it not for your hand coming up to cover your mouth.

Romano, was standing there, a girl in front of him on her knees. From the compromising position you were in, you could tell what she was doing to him. This was the same woman you found him with before. Beautiful, skinny and blonde. The same feelings as before washed over you. Heart-break, jealously, and in a mild form-anger.

You felt something, something on your leg, and it was crawling. All thought was wiped from your mind as you jumped forward and attempted to brush anything off of your body. You squealed loudly as you watched as a small bug crawled away.

Romano was all in all, getting what was need out with the girl, but that was before you decided to interrupt him. The sudden sound of you moving and jumping forward only caused the deep haired Italian to attempt to cover himself, and for the blonde to suddenly jump away from him.

You looked at the male in front of you, but then quickly looked away, an apparent blush on your face, and a sorrowful look in your brown eyes. You quickly apologized to him, "I-I'm so s-sorry."

He didn't say anything as he looked at you, and he only had to wonder if you were spying on him. Beyond embarrassed and saddened by the scene you had just witnessed, you quickly stood up and ran out of the patch. Landing on your knees at the door, you could feel tears fall over your sun-soaked skin. You knew deep down that you shouldn't had trusted him and succumbed to what he had told you. You knew he couldn't change… even for you.

"F-feli! I need to come home." You whimpered, while talking on the phone.

"Ve, did something happen?"

"N-nothing," What a lie, "I j-just miss Italy."

"Hm, okay~! I'll be there to pick you up tomorrow, si [2]?"

"O-okay." You sniffed.

"Ti amo[3] Ella."

"Ti amo. Ciao Feli."

"Ciao." And with that, you hung up the phone and sat back on the bed you knew all too well. Romano hadn't tried to talk to you about what happened, and you were thankful for that. For if he attempted, you were pretty sure you'd start crying like a baby like before.

A soft knock at your door took you from your thoughts, "Ella." You recognized it as Spain's voice. "May I come in?"

"Si." You mumbled.

Walking in quietly, he closed the wooden door behind him.

"What happened querida [4]?"

"Romano. I can't trust him so, "you sighed heavily, "I'm going home tomorrow."

"Ah, I see."

You could feel a tear fall from your eye. You quickly wiped it away and said, "I don't understand why he does this to me." You laughed sadly, "He toys with me. I'm best off with Feliciano… He will never hurt me… I was an idiot to think Romano wouldn't."

"Romano, at least I don't think, doesn't get the concept of girls, even if he was raised by the country of passion."

You scoffed, "You got that right."

Spain looked at you, "I'm very sorry that he does that to you. You my dear deserve so much more than a man who cannot keep his word of love."

You smiled sadly and hugged Spain, "You always did know what to say Antonio… Thank you."

Bags packed, Spain hugged you tightly. "I'll be seeing you Ella." He told you, smiling.

"Yes Antonio." You smiled brightly as he pulled away from you.

"Be sure to call me sometime~! I get so lonely." He smiled goofily.

You laughed, "I can do that." You turned to Romano, and avoided eye contact. "Sarò vederti Romano [5]."

He simply looked at you, "Ciao."

You turned Spain and noticed Italy arrived.

"Feliciano!" You smiled brightly as you hugged him tightly. "I missed you."

He hugged you back. "I missed you too ve." Pulling away slightly, he put a small kiss to your lips. "I missed you so much."

You smiled. "Let's go home." You leaned down, grabbed your bag.

Italy wrapped your fingers with his as you looked at Spain once more. "Bye Spain~!" You smiled brightly.

He smiled just as brightly, "Bye Ella~!"

You took one last glance at Romano, and like before, you could see the sorrow in the light, fiery, amber of his eyes.

Romano watched as you walked away, with his younger brother. Your hands held tightly between each other, they swayed. He longed for a relationship like that, but no matter what, he couldn't kick the old habits.

Spain spook up, "You let her go."

Romano grunted, and for once agreed. "I know I did." He sighed. "But, I'm still determined to win her over my brother."

1-Beautiful

2-Yes?

3-I love you.

4-Darling.

5-I'll see you Romano.