Summer: Sorry for the late update! Its a long story that I won't get in to right now! Please enjoy!

You smiled happily at the picture of you and your boyfriend, and now husband, admiring his brilliant green eyes. It was back when you were younger and you had no idea who he was and that the future ahead was going to be a hard one. He was always gone and now you knew why but back then you didn't and even though it still upset you to see him leave so often you were not as upset as back then because you both were trying to savor your time to together.

FLASHBACK

The tanned man gave you a sad but charming smile as he hugged you. "I'm sorry I have to leave so abruptly again chica..." You remained silent not letting the angry tears go against you yet and stared down at the floor. "Its fine. I'm not as important as this job of yours right?" He looked at you eyes wide and face clearly guilty and surprised. "C-chica! Its not like that at all-" "Then why are you going?! Your obviously not sorry if you can go away almost every day! And then come back home late leaving me alone most of the time..."

You looked up at his face your eyes furious with tears that had so many emotions in them that had been contained for so long. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down to eye level and seethed, "Well Antonio?!"

Then something you didn't expect happened. Antonio looked straight in to your eyes that were fierce and hurt to the core. "Chica, do you really think I would still be with you if I wasn't sorry if I didn't love you?! Do you really think that I purposely stay often because I really want to?! And why have you never bothered to tell me how you feel. Do you not trust me?" With each word he said his anger lowered and tears welled in his eyes. His voice got weaker and hurt and by the end of it he was sobbing holding on to you. "Chica... I love you..."

"Then tell me why you always go."

The spaniard paralyzed his breath stopping for a moment before he recovered and stood up correctly. His eyes were puffy and red from the tears and so were yours. Antonio smiled sadly but softly and kissed your head. "I might as well tell you..."

He began telling you that he was actually the country of Spain, and that he went back so often for meetings and to attend to all the work there. As he talked you came less and less out of your depressed trance and by the time he had ended his little explanation you were now fully aware and completely surprised. A trace of disbelief was in your eyes as you bored in to his checking for any lies, although... Who would lie about that?

"(Name), I know you probably don't believe me but its the truth and I-"

"I believe you..."

Antonio sighed, "I knew you wouldn't wait what?! YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVE ME?!"

You smiled up at him softly your (hair color) hair moving with you as you gave a slight nod. Your wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling Antonio in to a hug. "Next time just tell me... I love you Antonio- err, uh, Spain?" Antonio hugged you back and laughed, "Antonio is just fine chica. Te amo (Name)."

"Te amo Antonio."You smiled wider and kissed his lips gently.

END OF FLASHBACK

It had been many years for you since then, but for the spaniard it had been shorter and the two of you often fought over how long ago it was. You chuckled at the memories and got up from your comfortable spot. Your lover was at a meeting and wasn't going to be home for a while which bummed you out, but you were had gotten used to waiting and had started getting excited about his trips since he always came back with hilarious stories and sometimes a bunch of hilarious people! All the countries you had gotten to know were there when the two of you tied the knot and were often at your house.

It meant that you cooked a lot but you were alright with this. It also meant lots of cleaning but you dumped that chore on Antonio most of the time.

As you were thinking about all of this you passed many pictures of you and your husband. Your (eye color) eyes started to water a little as you saw the first one of the two of you together. Funnily enough, he had taken you on a tour of his country, or rather him, because he owed a favor to one of your best friends. You picked up the picture smiling fondly, the photographer was just a teenage boy and the lighting was terrible, and all you could really see was the two of you. And truth be told, you were perfectly fine with that. Your hair was shorter then and your eyes always held a certain look about them that Antonio told you was luring.

FLASHBACK

Antonio had nearly taken you to every land mark possible in one day, which was a lot. You didn't know anything about the country before hand, but know you felt like you knew everything. But the stories Antonio would tell weren't annoying, they were fascinating because he would tell them with so much confidence and detail as if he had been there himself, that you were always on the edge with each sentence he spoke. This, of course, delighted him making him glow with pride.

But it was getting late and wanted a picture to remember this day with your hopefully, new friend.

"Umm Antonio?" You looked up at his face nervously, your (eye color) eyes looking in to his. Little to your knowledge this was causing him to blush. "Si chica?"

"I wanted to get a picture with you... To remember the day!" your face got red as regretted asking him such a thing but felt relieved when he smiled wide. "Why of course!"

He pulled out a camera and tapped a young teen boy's shoulder, "Excuse but can you take a picture of us?"

The boy smirked as if he knew something that you two didn't and responded with a yes. Antonio handed the camera to him and grabbed your hand tightly with a cheerful smile. Your face was then dusted with a tomato red blush as you smiled as the camera holding the spaniard's hand tightly in response.

END OF FLASHBACK

You held the picture to your chest tightly, almost as tight as you had held his hand that day. You let tears escape your eyes as you thought that one day this would have to come to an end. You were aging and he wasn't at some point... He was going to either fall in love with someone else or you were going to...

You shook your head violently trying to avoid that thought, because right now you were living, you were happy, and you were still young. And you intend to spend the rest of your life happy with the man of your dreams.

Summer: Its terrible... I know... Sorry for any mistakes I'm tired and I had to update and this was as far as my creative juices would let me go! -_- My brain and I don't get along right now... Anyways, I do hope you enjoyed it, there was going to be more but like I said my imagination decided to limit it self today and I thought if I did right anymore to it that it would end up terribly. I do not own hetalia and I hope that you will review so that I can get better~!