A.N: Here I am yay! Anyway here's my next chapter thank you all for your patience. And wow so much love for Aurelian, I just hope you love Spain and Romano's child just as much.

Remember all spelling mistakes during speech are intentional.

This is a SpaMano centred story.

Warning: Swearing

Disclaimer: Hetalia doesn't belong to me.

Key:

AXA = Alfred and Arthur's paragraph

FXM = Francis and Mathew's paragraph

YXK = Yao and Kiku's paragraph

LXF = Ludwig and Feliciano's paragraph

AXL = Antonio and Lovino's paragraph

XxX = time skip

Chapter 1: The delicious Tomato song

"Oi Supein! Kotoshi mo tomato ga takusan toreta zo, kono yaro!"

Buono! Tomato buono tomato,

Buono, buono, ooh! Tomato!

Aka agete midori sagete!

Tomato-mato-mato, hn.

Pasuta ni wa tomato daro

Pissha ni mo tomato daro

Miwaku no akai tesoro

Tomato daisuki

Demo

AXL

"Antonio! Get in here!" Romano yelled "Damn bastard leaving me stuck on the toilet." He muttered to himself. "That stupid-oh." Romano's rant was cut short due to the feeling of wetness seeping out of him "Wh-what's this?" struggling off the toilet he saw the water was stained red. "SPAIN! SPAIIIIN!" he screamed terrified.

Spain dropped his basket of tomatoes running upstairs to the bathroom. Bursting the door open he saw his half naked love, trousers once again around his ankles, pointing in terror at the toilet "D-don't tell me you gave birth yet." Spain laughed nervously.

"Tomato Bastard look in there!" Romano yelled, tears rolling down his face.

Spain peered anxiously in the toilet to see the red water "L-Lovino what does this mean?" he asked worriedly.

"I don't know." Romano sobbed sinking to the floor.

"I'll call Germany stay there." Spain rushed out before Romano could respond "Come on pick up, pick up." He muttered pacing his bedroom, cell pressed to his ear.

"Hello! This is Italy! Germany can't come to the phone right now because he's giving me a blowjob."

"Don't say that! Give me the phone!"

"Aww but it was true! Why did you stop anyway?"

"Phone! Hello?" Germany grumbled finally succeeding in getting the phone off of Italy.

Spain smiled "Sorry to disturb you but it's an emergency."

Germany cleared his throat "Err…never mind about that so vhat's the emergency?"

"Fine then I'll just mastur-Ah I can't reach! Germanyeee!" Italy cried out.

"Shut up!" Germany barked.

"Um…what does it mean when you bleed? You know out your butt?" Spain asked.

"Vell usually it could mean either a stomach virus, prostrate cancer or- Italy stop rubbing up me! Gott you're like a cat in heat!- Sorry about that or maybe too rough sex. Who's bleeding?"

Spain bit his lip "Romano." He didn't like that dialysis, he hadn't had sex for a few days so he knew it wasn't the third option and the other two frightened him.

"Romano? Is he in pain?" Germany asked while trying to push to push Italy off his lap.

Spain peered into the bathroom to see Romano biting onto his hand as he held his stomach, sobs wracking through his body "I-I think so." Spain answered.

"Put me onto him." Germany said sighing.

Spain nodded then remembered Germany wouldn't be able to see it "Okay. Lovi here take the phone." He said handing it out to him. Romano shook his head "Please love."

Romano shakily reached out to place the phone to his ear. The sound of a thud and a whimpering Italy came from the other side "Aw Germany I fell off the bed."

"Good. Listen Romano tell me vhere it hurts?" Germany asked ignoring Italy's whimpers as he rubbed his bottom.

Romano released his hand from his mouth, Spain gasped seeing the bloodied bite mark, he had bit himself hard enough to draw blood. Spain carefully took the hand cooing softly at the injury "M-my back hurts and so does my stomach. W-what does it mean?"

Germany processed the information and looked at the date on his watch "Vhen are you due?" he asked.

"I-in another week." Romano answered "Why?"

"Vell sorry to disappoint you but your baby seems to disagree. It's coming now." Germany said.

Romano's eyes widened "I'm in labour?" Spain's head shot up to look at Romano's face.

"Ja." Germany answered "Get yourself in the hospital as soon as possible."

Romano bit his lip "Okay bye." Hanging up he clutched onto Spain sobbing. "I don't want to be in labour! I hadn't prepared myself for birth yet! I don't want to!"

"But my love it means the bambino will be here soon." Spain murmured trying to soothe him.

"I don't care." Romano sobbed.

"Now look at me!" Spain gripped his shoulders giving him a little shake "Don't be selfish! The bambino wants to come out and say 'Hola madre!' and you won't let it! Think about the child he wants to see his mama so let him."

Romano nodded hugging him tightly "Y-you're right I'm being selfish."

XxX

Spain rushed Romano to hospital "It's okay my love the baby will be born all healthy you'll see." Romano clung to Spain's hand, he lay in the bed crying. Spain stroked his hair neatly missing his ahoge. Romano cried a little, Spain quickly soothed him "Oh! Lovi, shh shh. Shush mi amor, no ilores."

Romano bit his lip "S-sing to me. I-it might help, you jackass." He blushed slightly.

Spain chuckled softly "Si my sweet." He hummed a little unsure what to sing, so he made it up to the tune of 'mockingbird'. "Shush my lovely, don't you cry. Boss Espana will dry your eyes. If you're in pain then hold my hand. I'll take you away to a happier land."

Romano smiled a little "Th-thank you."

Spain rubbed his head laughing nervously "Ahaha well it was hard to think of something on the spot."

Romano slapped him "Idiot." Spain kissed his cheek.

After a couple of hours Romano started to cry louder "Spain! It hurts more!"

Spain stroked his hair "Okay my love but can you call me by my name?"

Romano glared at him "Maledetto bastardo che cazzo fa male!"

Spain laughed nervously "Okay, okay! Sorry Lovino I'll get a medico." He ran out the room leaving the crying man behind "Excuse me doctor my amor is in labour."

The Spanish doctor, Doctor Garcia rushed in to Romano's room "About time! It hurts!" Romano yelled.

He went to the foot off his bed "It's okay Mr Romano I'll help you. I just need you to open your legs for me, si?"

Romano blushed "Like hell I'm not wearing anything underneath here!"

"I-I know that's kind of the point." Doctor Garcia stuttered "It's so we can see what we're doing?"

"Who's 'we' you got a turd in your pocket? You're the only one there!" Romano said scathingly.

Spain sighed "Now my love be nice he's here to help you."

Romano glared at him "Whatever just get this fucking thing out of me!"

Spain looked at the doctor "Please help him."

Doctor Garcia nodded "Well I would but-" he gestured to his legs. Spain smiled sweetly at Romano as he ripped off the blanket and yanked his legs open. Romano yelped his cheeks flushing. Doctor Garcia raised Romano's hips a little "How much pain are you in?" he asked.

"Do you have two large butcher's knives? I can shove one in your gut and one in your back then you'll know." Romano scowled.

Doctor Garcia sighed "Please Mr Romano I'm trying to help you."

Romano pouted "Okay a lot, there. Happy?"

Spain stroked his bandaged hand "Please Lovi don't be mean."

Doctor Garcia ignored Romano's sulky answer "Well you seem dilated enough so I'm sure your contractions are about to get a whole lot worse I'm afraid because it seems the baby's on its way."

Spain cooed "Come on out little baby, papa wants to look at you."

Romano was about to slap Spain until a new wave of pain shot through his body. The doctor nodded "This is it."

Spain stroked Romano's cheek affectionately "It's okay my love."

Romano started to cry out in agony as pain ripped into his back and stomach "Help me Spain!" Spain tried to soothe his love but his Spanish wasn't heard over Romano's screams.

"Start pushing for me Mr Romano." Doctor Garcia ordered, Romano began pushing just wanting the thing out.

He squeezed Spain's hand tightly, the bite on his hand reopening to stain the bandages. Spain winced as he felt his bones grind "L-Lovi could you-"

"Bastardo! I blame you!" Romano screamed wrenching Spain's wrist back, Spain yelped moving his body down so his wrist wouldn't break.

"You're doing well." Doctor Garcia praised as Romano continued pushing. Spain was now sitting on the floor whimpering as Romano practically dislocated his wrist.

"Lovi my hand." He pleaded.

"I'm in pain you cunt so you have to be as well." Romano yelled.

"The baby's crowning." Doctor Garcia said ignoring Spain's pain and Romano's cruelty.

Romano growled pushing harder more determined to get the baby out "How long left?" he groaned through gritted teeth.

"Hard to say. Could be an hour it could be two." Doctor Garcia shrugged "It varies on the size of the baby, the mother and the strength of the mother. If you push strongly the baby will be out faster but if you have a low stamina then you're likely to get tired easily." He explained. Romano pushed harder crying out. "Okay good it's coming out keep going." Doctor Garcia encouraged.

Romano screamed profanities about Spain as he pushed out the head. Spain just remained whimpering on the floor. With a final cry the head was finally pushed out, Romano lay back to catch his breath. Spain bounced up feeling his hand being released. "Is it out? Is the bambino out?"

Doctor Garcia shook his head "Not yet just the head, let Mr Romano regain himself before he pushes out the rest."

Romano held his hand out for Spain, Spain warily placed his hand in his, he was just starting to get feeling back as well. "Okay I'm ready." Romano sighed he began pushing again, the doctor took hold of the head to help ease the baby out.

XxX

Romano gave one last scream, he punched Spain in the ribs for putting the baby there as he gave one last final push birthing the baby. Spain stood up holding his ribs, the punch was pretty powerful, it knocked him back on his butt. Doctor Garcia cleaned up the baby after cutting the umbilical cord. Spain held out his arms to take the wrapped up bundle "Oh Lovino he's so beautiful."

Romano opened his eyes "He?"

"Yes my love, we have a little boy." Spain hugged the baby to his chest "Our little baby."

Romano struggled upwards "Let me see him."

Spain looked nervously at the doctor "Can he?"

Doctor Garcia nodded "I'm sure if he's fine with it. Usually the mothers sleep first." Spain placed the baby into Romano's arms.

Romano gazed at the little baby boy, he opened his eyes revealing orbs of green "H-he has your eyes." He whispered to Spain. The baby gurgled cheerfully despite just being born. Romano stroked the little child's soft mahogany hair, he removed his hand to allow a curl to spring up from the top of his hair. Soft curls decorated the nape of his neck promising curly hair like his father when he gets older.

"Oh look Lovi he has your curl!" Spain laughed.

Romano shielded it "Don't touch." He glared at him.

"I won't I promise." Spain reassured him, he reached out to hold the baby. Romano gently placed a finger on his little button nose smiling fondly before letting the father take him. "You should sleep Lovi."

Romano nodded "Yeah but what're we going to call him?"

Spain nuzzled the baby "How about Marcus Lovino Fernando Carriedo."

Romano pouted "Why does he get your name? What's wrong with Marcus Antonio Vargas?"

Spain smiled "Because little Lovi I'm the Boss. And besides when you become my pretty bride you will take my name too. You shall be called Lovino Fernando Carriedo."

Romano rolled his eyes "Whatever I'm too tired to argue. At least he has my name somewhere in there." He muttered.

Spain kissed his cheek "Sleep my little sweetheart."

LxF

Italy clung to Germany "But Luddy we have to see our little nephew."

Germany shook his head "Not yet Feli, Romano's probably sleeping he'll need to rest up after birthing the child."

Italy 've'd' sadly "But I wanted to see Fratello's bambino."

"I know." Germany wound his arms around his fiancé "How about ve see how Austria's baby's getting on?"

Italy cheered up instantly "Yeah maybe it's started kicking!"

FxM

France almost dropped Aurelian as his door was kicked open by an excited Chinese man, an apologetic Japanese following "Apologies Mr Furansu-san."

France's heart stopped racing as he calmed down "Oh it iz no problem! Welcome my frien's what brings you 'ere."

China stormed over to the blond "You promised to call as soon as the baby was born-aru! You lied"

France laughed nervously "No I didn't lie, I was just allowing Mathieu time to recover."

"Well okay-aru." China said still looking at him suspiciously, he took the sleeping bundle out of France's arms he cooed nuzzling the baby "Kawaii-aru!" he cooed. Aurelian giggled reaching out he rubbed China's chest, China just laughed "Aw he's so precious-aru."

France pouted "Oh sure but when I do zis with your chest I am a pervert."

China tutted "Because you are-aru."

Japan smiled, even though China slightly disapproved of Japan making his own language up as a child, he still used some like 'kawaii' and 'chan'. China gazed at Japan "I can't wait for our little girl-aru."

Japan nodded placing a hand on his tummy "I can't wait either."

France grinned "'Ave you gone shopping for her?"

"Hai. We brought all sorts of things." Japan answered.

China cut in "In both our colours red and blue and many other colours."

Japan laughed shyly "I can't wait until she's born."

China let off a squeal making France and Japan jump, France was about to stroke Japan's bump until China disturbed him. "Oh he has your eyes-aru!"

France smiled stroking Japan's tummy like he had intended to in the beginning "Oui but he 'as Mathieu's hair colour."

Canada entered the kitchen, he shyly edged up to France. "Konnichiwa Kanada no-kun." Japan bowed.

"Nihao! You have a beautiful baby-aru." China said happily.

Canada blushed "Th-thank you."

"Forgive me but what is he called?" Japan asked just as shyly as Canada.

"A-Aurelian Mathew Bonnefoy." He said softly.

Japan smiled "What a pretty name." Canada giggled.

AxL

Spain opened his eyes during the middle of the night to see Romano wasn't in bed. Sitting up he rubbed his eyes, Romano was standing over by the crib. "Lovi. You're supposed to be resting." He murmured.

"The baby's stopped breathing." Romano reached in and poked Marcus. He whimpered in his sleep "Oh never mind. He stops breathing for a few seconds then continues. Why?"

Spain smiled "It's nothing to worry about you used to do it all the time. I used to poke you awake every night. You used to call me a bastard and went back to sleep." He chuckled "It's probably why you're so crabby."

Romano glared at him "Bastard."

Spain smiled "Just let him sleep."

Romano sighed "Fine." He crawled back into bed "Hate you." He mumbled pushing his head against Spain's chest.

"Love you too Lovi." He murmured as he kissed his hair.

AxA

America wound his arms around England's waist he licked his throat. "No. America not tonight." England muttered, he resumed brushing his teeth.

America teased the hem of England's large pyjama shirt. "Come on Baby."

England sighed, slapping America's hands away "No Alfred."

America sighed "Aww why not?" he ran his fingers under the rim of England's pyjama pants.

"Stop it!" England groaned. "I'm not having sex tonight."

"But why?" America pouted. England saw his face in the mirror sighing he turned around to whisper in his ear. America just laughed his annoyingly cute laugh "So you have the shits! It's cool we could-"

"NO!" England shook his head "Oh God no! I'm not having sex under these conditions. I blame those sodding hamburgers."

"Mr England sir?" Latvia called out anxiously "Mr England please come quick!"

England sighed opening the bathroom door he entered his bedroom to where a nervous trembling Latvia stood. "What's wrong Latvia?"

Latvia nervously looked over his shoulder "Mr England, Sealand's crying! A-and I'm not sure but I think he wet the bed."

England groaned "Okay I'm coming."

America sighed "Sadly I'm not." England shot him a look that clearly said 'don't start'.

England entered Sealand's room to see him crying while hugging a stuffed Wingull. "Oh come now lad, chin up. Tell me what's wrong?" England sat on Sealand's bed.

"M-mummy! I had a bad dream th-that once the babies were born you kicked me back to my Home an-and you told me you didn't love me anymore." Sealand sobbed.

"Oh hush up." England wrapped his arms around him "Is that any way to talk? That's silly talk. Even though I'm having new babies I'll never stop loving you Peter. You're my baby too." He whispered.

Sealand hiccupped "An-and I wet the bed."

England sighed "Of course you did." He stood up pulling Sealand out of bed "I'll get America to change the bed. Come on let's clean you up."

"But I feel like a baby." Sealand cried latching onto England.

"Dude it's cool." America smiled stripping the bed.

"Yes America was exactly the same at your age you know. He used to have nightmares and pee the bed." England laughed.

"Dude!" America yelped. Sealand smiled he hugged his brother tightly.

AxL

Romano groaned shoving the pillow over his head Spain sat up "Okay Marcus I'm coming little one." The baby cried louder his fists clutched to his chest.

"For fuck's sake shut that damn kid up!" Romano yelled.

Spain cradled the child to his chest "Hush now little baby, I know madre sounds harsh but he doesn't mean it." Marcus opened his eyes to look at his father "Come on little one let padre help you, what's wrong?" Marcus whimpered kicking his little legs "Is it your nappy? Is it dirty?" Spain asked curiously, he took the child into the bathroom.

Romano however was stifling guilty tears, he felt guilty for snapping at Spain, he was worried he would think he was a horrible mother.

Spain cooed "Ooh look at the size of that poop! How did a little boy like you do that?" Marcus giggled kicking his legs. Spain was on his knees in front of the baby who was on a changing mat on the floor. "Marcus! You silly thing!" Spain smiled. Marcus squealed with excitement as he peed. Spain gasped as the pee hit him in the chest "Oh! Good shot!" he laughed "But that's naughty!" he tapped Marcus lightly on the nose "No peeing on padre." Marcus squealed louder waving his pudgy little fists around.

Romano popped his head around the door "A-Antonio?"

"Hmm?" Spain looked up he flashed a warm smile at Romano.

"I'm…s-sorry for yelling at you." He muttered blushing.

"Oh Lovi. It's fine I know you didn't mean it." Spain said reassuringly.

Romano smiled shyly "G-good. W-well that's all bastard. I'm going back to bed." He walked off.

Spain leaned down to nuzzle Marcus "Madre is always so cold, but I know he loves us he just can't show it. No he can't." Marcus giggled back in answer.

Romano sat up in bed watching Spain cuddle the child "Little one padre's going to lull you to sleep now." Spain said softly. Romano listened intently even though he wouldn't admit it he secretly liked hearing Spain sing "Duermete mi Niño, que tengo que haver lavar los panales, darte de comer." Romano snuggled down under the covers, he remembered that Spain used to sing that to him when he was a child. "Duer mase mi niño que tengo que haver, laver los panales y, darte de beber. Ese niño quiere que lo duermo yo, que lo duerma la madre que lo pario." Spain looked over to Romano to see his eyes half open gazing blearily at him. "Ese niño quiere que lo duerma yo, lo duerma la madre que lo pario." Marcus had fallen asleep soundly making little content noises. Spain climbed into bed behind Romano smelling of talcum powder.

"Lovi…mmm." He murmured snuggling up to him. Romano wriggled backwards so his back pressed against his chest. Spain wound his arms around his lover "Thank you Lovi." He whispered.

"For what?" Romano murmured sleepily.

"For giving me a beautiful son. I'm so proud of you little one."

Romano smiled "Stupid bastard."

AxA

"I'm glad that we'll be having our first kid." America murmured snuggling up to England.

"Love. They won't be our first." England said softly.

"What do you mean?" America frowned.

England sighed sadly "Love. Peter is our first but I was too scared to tell you. I mean it was the sixties, and your Homeland wasn't quite so…free with Homosexuality as mine. So I thought you, amongst other Nations, would hate me so I just…gave him up." England toyed with America's shirt "I didn't want you to hate me." He whispered "I had fallen in love with you and it would of hurt. So much."

America wound his arms around him "Oh Babe I could never hate you. I'd loved you since forever. When I was a kid it was just a harmless crush that you know…grew into something more." He kissed England's forehead "I love you Babe. I always will."

"Please don't tell Peter yet." England begged.

"Don't worry I won't I promise." America smiled. He felt weird that he was already a father and he had no idea.

YxK

Japan lay back against the pillows stroking his bump lovingly "Yao." He whispered. China stirred next to him, mumbling a little he opened his eyes sleepily. Japan took China's hand placing it on his tummy, the baby had been kicking which was what woke him up in the first place. He didn't think China would want to miss it somehow, and he was right when China sat bolt upright at feeling a kick under his hand.

"Kiku the baby-aru!" he said excitedly.

"Hai she's kicking quite hard." Japan laughed.

China cooed "Kawaii-aru! Kiku-chan our little girl is talking to us-aru."

"I know." Japan whispered, he turned his head so China wouldn't see the tears sliding down his face.

"Kiku? What's wrong-aru?" China asked concerned.

Japan shrugged "I'm fine."

China placed a hand on his cheek turning his head to face him. "Oh." His eyes widened at the pearly droplets caught in the moonlight sliding down his lover's face. "Kiku? What's wrong-aru? Does something hurt?"

Japan laughed shakily as he brushed away his tears with the back of his hand "No Yao it's just seeing Mr Kanada no-kun's child makes me long for the birth of our own. And this is the first time she has kicked so strongly."

China smiled "Oh Kiku. Our little one is going to be a samurai-aru."

Japan smiled "Girls cannot be samurai."

China shrugged "A princess then-aru."

Japan smiled "Hai. She'll make a beautiful princess."

China nuzzled into his love "And so would you-aru." Japan nudged him blushing brightly.

FxM

France woke up to soft singing, he recognised the French-Canadian words and the soft timbre of the voice, his Canada was lulling Aurelian to sleep. "Such a beautiful sound." He murmured. Canada climbed into bed a few minutes later.

"Oh. Francis the baby doesn't sleep unless we sing." He said softly.

"Ah Oui." France nodded "Per'aps it 'as become an 'abit."

"But…" Canada bit his lip nervously "What if I have a sore throat?"

"Honhonhon. I 'ave ze cure for that mon chéri." France smiled flirtatiously.

Canada blushed "Erm… w-well America DID say it worked for him."

France grinned "Ah but of course it is why the more passionate countries do not suffer from sore throats."

Canada nudged him "You're just awful." He giggled.

France captured him in a hug pulling him on top of him "But that's why you love me Oui?"

"Oui!" Canada giggled again.

France laughed "You are giggly tonight."

Canada snuggled down on top of him "Uh-huh."

France wound his arms around him "Per'aps we can make love my petit fleur?"

Canada nodded "Only if we use protection."

"Ah but of course!" France said happily.

"Hey Spain! We were able to harvest a lot of tomatoes again this year, jackass!"

Buono tomato, buono!

Tomato buono, buono ooh! Tomato!

Red on the bottom, Green on the top, toma-mato-mato! Hmph!

There are tomatoes in my pasta!

And tomatoes in my pizza!

My charming red Tesoro, how I love tomato!

A.N: The song that Spain sang to Marcus was Duermete mi Niño this is on You tube if you're curious about hearing it. Well I'm afraid you're going to have to wait for two weeks for the next chapter because Chapter 8 is quite long.

Anyway once again thanks for reading.

Arigato.