Hey guys! It's ForeverAHetalian here, and this is my first fan fiction EVER. So: WARNING: If it sucks, you know why. This is a fluff between Spain and Romano (Human names used) please leave reviews to tell me how it is and if I should continue this one. I am still working on the second chapter, but it should be up in the next few days. This (may) feature other pairings such as GerIta or PruCan, just saying. This is pretty short for a first chapter, but I'm pretty proud of it. Thanks for the support guys!
Today was like every other day at the World Conference. Alfred did most of the talking, a lot about heroes, and nobody really listened.
The World Meeting went by awfully quick, and once finished, the nations left. Feliciano left with Ludwig and Kiku, while Alfred and Arthur went with Francis and Yao. Lovino left by himself, but that didn't really last long. A faint,"Lovi! Lovi!" was heard in the distance. The brown-haired Italian turned around to see the tall Spaniard running his way, waving his hands in the air. Lovino let out a long sigh and turned back around, acting as if he did not see the turtle-loving bastard. He kept walking forward until the Spaniard had caught up to him. "Lovi…" the green-eyed man said in between breaths. "Lovi, I was calling you." Lovino closed his eyes. "I know. I heard you, Antonio." A puzzled look grew on Antonio's face. "What? Then how come you didn't stop, Roma?" The Italian opened one eye. "Because I didn't want to." he thought that sounded too harsh, but he didn't care and spoke the truth anyways. Antonio looked hurt, but quickly wiped the pain away with a smile. "Anyways…"
Antonio started to walk alongside Lovino and tried to make conversation. The Italian, obviously not interested, zoned out into his own little world, but then snapped out of it when he realized what Antonio was saying. "...and then he asked me if you were cute and I, of course, said yes." Lovino was turning red. "W-what did you say? I'm...cute?" Antonio looked at him. "Hm? Oh, yes, you're adorable." "What?" Lovino repeated. "I said you're adorable. Roma, are you sick? You are as red as a tomato." Antonio put the back of his hand on Lovino's cheek. "You're burning up. Here, let me help you get home." As soon as Antonio finished his sentence, Lovino felt dizzy. The next thing he knew, Lovino was laying on the ground surrounded by three other nations.
"Shh...everyone, he's awake." Who's voice was that? It was very soft. Lovino tried to speak. "M-Matthew?" he opens one eye, looking at the people around him. "Lovino…" he felt a hand slip underneath his head and lift it up. At this point, both of Lovino's eyes were opened. The person holding him was no other than Antonio. "Wh-what happened?" A quick response was heard. "Vell, you blacked out." Gilbert. Why was he staying around? He only does care about himself and his bird. "Gilbert..?" Lovino said weakly. Gilbert held out his hand, offering to help Lovino get up. Lovino looked at Antonio. Before he could say anything, Antonio blurted out,"I am not leaving you alone for another second, you're coming home with me." Before he could recall, Lovino was in the bridal position being held in Antonio's arms, walking away from Matthew and Gilbert. Lovino tried resisting, but it was no use. After a few minutes of walking, he fell asleep. Antonio noticed this and smiled, bending his head down to kiss the little Italian's forehead. Lovino smiled in his sleep, even though he rarely smiles. Antonio giggled as he saw Lovino's smile. "Oh, Roma."
How was it? Was it good? I hope so. Leave me a review and tell me what you think! This chapter is a little short because I wanted to see how it would turn out, but I promise the next chapter will be longer! Remember, it's my first ever fan fiction, so it might suck to some people. I'll be going now, so Peace! Ve~