~~Kiss on the Hand~~
"Easier said than done tomato bastard." Romano pouted.
He was in a situation he REALLY didn't want to be in at the moment, consisting of the girl he might like, JUST MAYBE though, and his old boss trying to teach him how to woo the girl sitting across from him.
"Come on Lovi, I promise you she will like it if you take her home and make her one of your delicious dishes. Then just confess to her there!" (Name) said, with a small smile.
She knew he didn't want to be discussing this in front of them, but she couldn't help but feel upset that he liked someone.
She wanted it to be her.
Finally, Lovino snapped, "I'll do it my way! And it will work! I will make her feel like the most special person ever, and I won't need your advice!"
Storming off, looking bright red and more than a little flustered, he stopped abruptly, taking a deep breath and coming back to where (Name) and Spain sat.
Looking right at (Name), he put on a charming smile, opened his eyes and said, "(Name), I would be very, happy if la bella donna del mondo would accompany me to dinner tonight?"
(Name)'s face went bright red, but a large smile was spreading quickly across her face. She had a little thing for his accent, his eyes his . . . . everything actually. It took her a few seconds to find her voice, but when she did, she smiled with the words.
"Si, I would love to Lovino!"
Shocked, but smiling nervously, he took her hand and brought it to his lips in a quick kiss.
"Thank you principessa."
~~I adore you~~