Spain's house

When New Spain woke up she was in Spain's tight embrace. It almost felt that he held onto her as if life itself depended on it. 'Big Brother Spain, why are you holding on to me so tight? How did I get here? Did you carry me back? Spain, you haven't done that in a long time,' New Spain thought to herself. Slowly but surely tears began to fall out of her eyes as she began to twist herself in Spain's arms so that she could face him. She wrapped her tiny arms around Spain's bare chest, cried to him. "I am sorry. I am sorry. I am so, so sorry. I will be good, just don't ever leave me. I don't want you to me mad at me anymore, Spain. Please don't hate me. I will do as you say, but please don't hate at me," New Spain sobbed. She couldn't deny it she missed being with Spain.

"Who says I hate you?" asked an awaken Spain.

"B-but w-w-what about t-the t-times I r-run off t-to F-france's house t-t-to see C-canada? D-do y-you hate me then?" asked New Spain in between sops.

Spain sat Indian style on the bed and placed New Spain on his lap. Just then he began to kiss her tears away. "No, I do not hate you when you run off to see Canada. I am just upset that you disobeyed me. Besides I just want to protect you," replied Spain, "now stop crying before your eyes go dry."

Just then the door slammed open and Romano, Cuba and Guatemala barged in; however, they left when they saw that New Spain was on Spain's lap and that Spain was naked from the waist up and assumed that he was naked from the waist down as well because the blankets did not let them see any thing, not only that New Spain was wearing her pajamas and they knew from experience that that was all she was wearing. New Spain hated wearing clothes while she slept because where she used to live everyone would sleep naked, and in order to make sure that she wore clothes while she slept Romano gave her one of his old shirts so that she could use it as a pajama.

"That was weird," Romano said he stood out side of Spain and New Spain's bedroom

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"I know how you feel," said Cuba, "I feel similar to that one time I walked in on my Parents."

Guatemala did not say anything but he kept on changing colors he went from pink, to pale, to red, to blue, to green, to an even darker red and then back to an even whiter pale.

"Gah! I will never unsee what I just saw!" Guatemala screamed as he began to run away like a chicken with its head cut off.

Just then the door to Spain's room opened, and there stood Spain in his boxers. He looked at the seven year old and then at the six and a half year old boys. Then he looked at the other six year old boy who was running down the hallway. Then he looked back at Romano and Cuba.

"Why did you guys slam my bedroom door shut? Wasn't there something you wanted to ask me?" asked Spain.

"Yeah there was, but not after what we saw you doing with poor New Spain, you pervert!" shouted Romano.

"My Big Brother Spain is not a pervert, Romano! Maybe you are for thinking such things about him!" shouted an angry New Spain.

Romano ignored the child although her remark did sting a little. "Spain can't you wait until she is older, before you try anything?" asked Romano.

Suddenly Spain knelt down towards Romano's ear and whispered "Why are you jealous that it is her that I have in my bed?"

Romano turned red just like the tomatoes he liked. "Why the hell would I be jealous?" asked Romano.

"Oh so you are not jealous that she is the only one that is aloud to sleep with me. Or are you jealous that I am the one that sleeps with her? Is that it, Romano? Do you wish for her to sleep in your bed? To snuggle close to you, to hold you tight when she gets scared or when she is cold, to kiss your cheek in the morning when she wakes up and tell you that she loves you" Spain teased.

"S-she does that?" asked a blushing Romano.

"Well yes she does except for the part where she tells me that she loves me, but don't get me wrong she does kiss my cheek in the mornings. That is a wonderful way of waking up, and she has done that ever since I brought her here. I guess that is how her mother used to wake her up, so she does it," Spain explained.

Then New Spain was tiny head was peeking at Romano from behind Spain's legs. She wore a similar outfit to the one that Romano was wearing except that hers was red instead of green. Both Romano and Spain looked at the little. She looked just too cute to make any sudden movement lest she would be startled and her adorableness would be lost forever. Cuba on the other had been completely immune to New Spain's cuteness.

"Hey, New Spain, are you hungry?"Cuba asked as he extended his hand to her so that she would take it.

"I am hungry, Big Brother Cuba," answered New Spain as she took his hand.

Cuba walked away with his little sister. While he gave both Romano and Spain the look that said; 'You to should be ashamed of yourselves.'

"Well it's not like you weren't thinking the same thing, Cuba!" shouted Romano.

"Yes but I did not add more to it," replied Cuba.

Romano could not argue with him there. Instead he just stayed very quiet and stared at the floor. Just then New Spain let go of Cuba's had and walked toward Romano and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"There is nothing special about that now is there, Romano?" asked New Spain.

Romano held the cheek that New Spain had just kissed and blushed and even darker shade of red. Sure Italy would kiss him on the cheek every time Romano would visit him, but when New Spain did it, it felt different.

"Oh, New Spain we are leaving tomorrow early in the morning. We are going to go visit England. He is the other blond I told you about. Do you remember?" asked Spain.

"The one with the guns or the one that can't cook?" asked New Spain.

"The one that can't cook," answered Spain.

"But I thought you said he hated you," said New Spain.

"No sweetheart I said he hates France," Spain explained.

"What's the difference?" asked New Spain, "If he hates France then he must also hate you."

"That is a good point but he doesn't hate me," replied Spain, "so make sure you are ready to leave early tomorrow."

At this Romano froze, he had to know for how long they would be gone if it was for more than a week he had to go with them.

"For how long will you be gone, Spain?" asked Romano.

"Well I will be back in two days and New Spain will be gone for about two weeks," said Spain.

At that moment New Spain ran towards Spain and hugged his legs as if life itself depended on it. Spain knelt down and took hold of the crying nation's chin.

"Don't cry, New Spain, you won't be alone you can take Orito with you. And England will be there," Spain said.

That just made New Spain cry even harder.

"I know, Big Brother Cuba and Guatemala will be with you. Would you like that?" Spain asked. If there was one thing he knew was that New Spain liked her older brothers Cuba and Guatemala. That seemed to work because she stopped crying.

"Now let's go have dinner. So we can go to bed early and leave first thing in the morning," said Spain.

"It's about time I am starving, Bastardo!" shouted Romano angrily.