Hello this chapter is about Spain is taking care of his sick Romano.

If you don´t like it than don´t read it!?

So hope you like it and enjoy. (Spamano)

It was a normal sunny day. Spain and South Italy, or better known as Antonio and Romano, sat on the couch in Antonio´s house. Antonio had his turtles on the whole couch. "Oh... hey Roma! How should I name this turtle?", he asked annoying.

"Shut up you tomato bastard! I don´t care what you do with this shit!", screamed Romano. "Romano! Don´t say such things about my turtles and not in this tone!", he bleated. "What?! Do you mean the turtles means you more than me!", screamed Romano angry and his cheeks flushed with a red color. "No! That wasn´t what I meant?! I-", he was cut of from Lovi. "No! You don´t mean it!", he said sarcastic. Then he stood up with tears streaming down his face. "Y-you damn bastard! I hate you!" "Lovi w-wait!"

Then Romano ran upstairs to his room and slammed the door close. He threw himself on his bed and began to cry. "B-bastard" After a few moments he got a coughing fit. He clutched with his one hand his chest and with the other he covered his mouth in hope the cough goes away. But it didn´t.

Meanwhile by Antonio. "Weird. What´s wrong with him?! I think I should go upstairs and look if he´s alright.", thought Spain to himself. So he stood up and walked to Lovino´s room. He knocked. "Roma? I come in okay?!" Then he opened the door and walked in. He was shocked as he saw his Roma sitting on his bed coughing, with one hand grab his chest and the other hand covered his mouth.

"Lovi", he called and ran to his side. Antonio rubbed circles on his back. After the cough broke Romano fainted. "Roma I´m so sorry. Roma? Wake up please. Roma!", he cried. Then Antonio touched Romano´s forehead. ´Oh no. He´s got a fever!´, Spain thought to himself.

Then he laid Romano on the bed and put a blanket on him. Spain gave him a worried look. Suddenly the phone rang. He walked downstairs to the livingroom and answered it. "Holla? Spain is speaking", he spoke. "Vee~ Ciao big brother Spain~", Feleciano ,Romano´s younger Brother, said. "Holla Feli. What´s up?", he asked. "Actually nothing. But how´s my Fratello?" "Umm..." Then it was qiet for a moment on both lines.

"Spain is there something wrong with my Fratello? Can I talk to him please vee~?" Spain thought for a moment. "Umm... that´s it.", he said calmy,"He... fainted. You actually can´t talk to him." "Vee~ What did you do to my Fratello and what happened?!", he said louder. "It was so... We sat on the couch with my turtles. Then I asked him how to name a turtle but he overreacted. He began to scream at me and then he ran to his room. As I walked upstairs to his room...", then he stopped talking. "What? What happened then?", Feleciano asked worried.

"Yeah... as I walked in I was shocked. He had a coughing fit and as it was gone he fainted. And he has a fever.", he explained. "Oh no. Fratello~", he whined. "Vee~", Feleciano began to cry. "Germanyyyy", he cried. "Calm down Feli! He´ll be fine! Please calm down. I take good care if him. I promise!" Feleciano sighed. "Si... please take really good care of him. Ciao." "Bye" Before he pressed the end button he can hear Feleciano began to cry and calling "Germany"

Then he walked to the bathroom he took a thermometer, a wet rag and a bucket in case his little tomato get nausea. Spain walked than back to Romano´s room. He took the wet rag and put it on Romano´s forehead. With that opened his eyes. "Romaa~ you awake.", Spain said happily. "Look. I´m really so sorry! I didn´t meant that the turtles means more to me than you. Sure?! I love them but you are the most important in my life and I don´t want to lose you!", said Antonio and now he was crying and sobbing.

"Don´t blame yourself. It´s not your fault that I´m sick.", Romano croacked with a hoarsy voice. "B-but", he protested.

"No buts. It´s really not your fault. And how can it be your fault that I´m sick! Don´t blame yourself!", he said and tears streaming down his face. "Aww Lovi", Antonio said and hugged Romano. After a few moment they stopped crying. Then Antonio pulled back and asked:"Are you hungry? Do you want a tomato soup?" Romano nodded. "Lay down and get some rest ´kay? I go down and make you some tomato soup.", he said and gave Romano a kiss on his forehead.

He walked downstairs and made tamato soup. As the soup was finished he walked up to Romano. He sat on the bedded ridge and shook Romano. "Roma. Wake up.", he said calmly. With that Romano opened his eyes and Antonio helped him to sit up. "Say ahhh~" Romano blushed than redder than before.

He opened his mouth. After Spain feeded him Romano clutched Antonio by his collar and burried his face in his chest. "Hey Roma?! What´s wrong?"

"Ngghh" "Are you feel nauseous?", asked Antonio and looked worried to Romano who only nodded. Spain laid the plate fast on the nightstand and took the bucket from the ground. He held it under Romanos head and he began to vomit. As he was finished he laid the bucket on the ground. Romano laid himself on the bed and Antonio put the blanket on him. "Get some rest"

He leaved but before he was gone he heard Romano saying something. "What?"

"I´m sorry", he muttered. "Sorry for what me amor?", said Antonio and walked back to him. "I didn´t mean that I hate you. I... I-I...", he stuttered and blushed more. "What is it?" "I l-love you. And thank you f-for t-taking care of m-me." "Aww how cute", Spain said smiling and pressed his lips against Romano´s. "I love you to"

Translation:

Holla in Spanish -Hello

Ciao in Italian - Hello/Good Bye

Fratello in Italia -Brother

Si in Italian -Yes

This was chapter one with Romano and Spain

The next chapter is about America and sick England. Some USUK xD

Ok hope you liked it and please review :)