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Disclaimer: All characters are from Hetalia except for the bartender. Although I guess he could be from Hetalia. Whatever. Besides that, we play puppet master and the plot is ours.

Romano slams yet another mug down, his eyes unfocused with all of the alcohol.

"What are you drinking for tonight?" The bartender asks him, his thin eyebrows together, clearly concerned. Romano ponders this question for a second. Obviously he can't really say why. 'Oh I'm cannibalistic and I just told my date that so... bad date I guess?'

"Because my mind is twisted and I'm a failure." He answers, his voice a little broken and defeated although he looks severely pissed as usual, just more sluggish. He sighs and signals the bartender for yet another beer. Closing his eyes, He starts to chug. He drowns that drink and pushes it away, not noticing that it crashes onto the floor, ignorant to his surroundings for the most part. Then he hears the bartender greet a new customer.

"Hello sir, what can I get for you tonight?"

Romano hears no response, rather, quiet footsteps heading his way and a creak from the stool next to his. He keeps his eyes shut, not wanting to see the man who had taken a seat by him, who sighs. He feels a hand rest on his head and ruffle his hair a little, Romano's eyes shot open but remained looking down at his mug. The hand was so warm, he knew whose hand this was and started to feel his eyes sting when tears started to form. Looking up, Romano sees Spain looking down on him with a soft smile and calm eyes, Romano loved his eyes and the way they sparkled. Remembering what had happened earlier that night, he jerked his head back down to the table. One hand staying on his beer, and the other reaching up the grasp the hand that still rested on his head. Spain was surprised Romano had just grabbed his hand and gave it a soft squeeze, but accepted it and looked straight forward. The bar they were in was fairly empty; a few people playing pool and a few others by the tables smoking, but Romano and Spain were the only ones at the counter. Suddenly, Spain started to hear someone sobbing. He looked back down towards Romano to see him shaking and giving off a few soft sobs, obviously trying his best to hold his emotions back. The sobs paused for a moment as you could hear him mumble one word.

"Why..." Romano kept his head down, not even daring to face his date again.

"Why what?"

"Why would you come back to find me? Why would you even want to see me? Why? Why don't you hate me? WHY?" Speaking softly at first and letting his emotions take over again, he started to shout. Some people looked over at the two of them but just ignored it. Romano raised his head up and let go of Spain's hand to look him in the eyes. His eyes were pink, face red with a look of confusion, anger, and sorrow on his face.

"I don't know why, Roma. I wanted to see you again, I want to make you happy. I love you, that's why. I love you no matter what you want to be or do."

"Wuh..." Romano fully sat up and starred at Spain in shock. 'What did he just say? I love you?' unsure of what to say next, he just sat there and continued to stare.

"But... What I said... Aren't you a-afraid of me?" Tears started to well up in his eyes again, but this time they were not from anger.

"Of course not" Spain brought his hand up and held Romano's cheek, lightly brushing his thumb across to wipe away tears.

Romano kept his gaze locked in Spain's green eyes, trying to figure out what was wrong with the Spaniard. 'What the hell is going on in this bastard's head? Saying he loves me after I told him I want to be a...-' His thoughts cut off as Spain leaned in to Romano and lightly kissed his cheek. He froze, 'HUH?' Then, without thinking, Romano reached up to Spain's head, pulled him in and kissed him on the lips. Spain grunted in shock, Romano was the last person he thought would just blindly pull him in and kiss him! Before Spain had the chance to really kiss back, Romano pulled away. Even he had no idea what he had just done.

"Roma..." Spain touched his lips, still not knowing what to do next. Romano jerkily stood up and grabbed his coat, jumping off the stool he put money down and started to walk out. Just then, Spain reached out and grabbed his arm, "Wait!"

Romano turned around, still drunk and almost falling over. He would definitely regret this tomorrow...

Spain got up and walked over to his drunken date, leaning over he started to whisper in his ear. Looking uneasy, Romano stayed cautious but froze when he heard what Spain had just told him. Backing up slowly, away from Spain, He looked at him in awe and disbelief. Deep down, he was really happy and excited what he had just offered to do for him, but he dared not to show it. Giving one last glance, Romano stumbled out the door way, and left the bar, heading for his apartment.

Spain sat back down on the stool with his usual cheerful smile, he knew Romano would freak out when he called him the next morning, but Spain knew Romano, deep down, would secretly be thrilled.

Okay so I know Sam and I are both guilty with switching around tenses so one second it's in past the next present but whatever. You clearly read up to the third chapter despite that so you obviously don't care. And I do that on my private stories all the time. It's a force of habit XD

And we may not post exactly Sunday next week. Sam and I are going on an adventure! Okay, so we're going to spend two nights at a hotel that's 3 hours away for a competition but still...

(Sammy and i are going to be pretty princess xD oh and btw, on the beginning and ending notes, like this one, Sammy always writes them so if something is is parenthesis, know it's me! -Sam :3)

Okay, now review my beautiful fangirls/guys!