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A/N: Chapter Nine here, one more and I'll hit the big 1 0. To some amazing, prolific writers here on ff net, that may seem like mere child's play *here is a shameless plug to my favorite Hetalia author Le petit Pappillion* To me though, ten chapters is a first, so I'm very proud of myself for getting this far.

In honor of Valentines day, even if I'm still single, have never had a boyfriend/girlfriend on this saccharine sweet holiday; I want to celebrate it, and enjoy it with you guys. Who says it has to be only for Romantic love? I declare love for all, embrace your singleness, or spend today with your anime hubbykins or waifu *personally I'll be spending it fawning over Edward Elric, Sherlock, and my fat cat Clare* So, here you go my beautiful readers, enjoy your lemon!

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12KataangHeart's: 1. I am a KatAang fangirl too, I just can't imagine them with any one else but each other. 2. No, it's not Greece, but that was a really great guess. I used Toris/Lithuania as the ice cream man, because at the time of writing this chapter (which was a couple years ago) I was very fascinated by his character. I prefer his Manga eye color (which is green) as opposed to the Anime version (blue) so I'm sorry if that threw you off.

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On to the story!

Chapter Nine: The obliviousness of Antonio Fernadez-Carriedo, knows no bounds

~O.o.o.O~

20th July, 1968

I was sad to see Feli go so soon, grabbing the larger hand of his companion, and dragging him away so suddenly. The smile I had been wearing, slowly faded from my lips. Feliciano tried so hard to be strong, pretending like the world that surrounded him was sunshine, and daisies; even if it was anything but that. He played the part of the happy fool, but he played it well... even I could see that.

My thoughts quickly flicked over to Feliciano's new friend, Lance or Leopold... some thing like that, I knew it started with an L at least. He seemed very nice, and his serious attitude reminded me of my little Lovi! Ah, it felt amazing to call him mine. Happiness swelled my heart to bursting, and I couldn't help smiling so hard that it hurt my cheeks. At least, Feliciano could smile just like this again; he seemed genuinely happy, now that he had L-some thing in his life! I really needed to learn the guy's name... after all, he was the one responsible for resurrecting the old Feli.

I looked up towards the setting sun, and marveled at what I saw. Light gold and pink tinged the clouds, painting the sky with vibrant colors; a few streaks of lavender underlining some of the darker clouds, almost turning them a rich plum hue. The sight was breathtaking, and in that moment I wished that I could paint like Feliciano, so I could capture some thing so beautiful forever. Expelling a content sigh, I tore my gaze away from nature's beauty, and focused my attention back on packing up.

Setting the last crate securely into the bed of my truck, I slammed the tail gate shut, and made my way to the drivers side. Opening the door, I slid easily onto the cracked leather seat, and slammed the door behind me. Fastening my seatbelt, I then stuck the keys into the ignition, turned and shifted the gear into drive; and then I was off.

Driving was such a monotonous task when I was by myself, so I occupied my mind with thoughts of Lovi. My cheeks heated up considerably while I recalled the first time that we met. Romano's scowl was the clearest thing I could remember, even then I had noticed how cute his plump little lips looked, all scrunched up and down turned like that. He was standing behind his impressively tall and muscular Grandfather, a bright red blush painting his still round cheeks.

His Grandfather first pointed to another boy, who was completely identical to the one behind the elder man, and said his name was Feliciano Vargas. Feliciano's bright smile and sparkling honey brown eyes were so drastically different from his brother's pouty scowl, and darker toned eyes. "Hola Feli~ I'm Antonio! It's nice to meet you." I supplied, holding my hand out for him to shake. Instead, I was enveloped by two thin arms, and was graced with my first sampling of the boy's adorable laughter.

"Nonno, Toni is just as nice as you said!" I smiled, enraptured by the brunette's excitable personality; but still, I was a bit more intrigued by the other boy's shy, and surly demeanor.

"And, what's your name?" I asked the other, filled with curiosity at his strange behavior.

He regarded me with suspicion, that ever present scowl deepening his pouty mouth. "Romano Vargas is my name, not that a stupid bastard like you would remember it..." It was so cute, the way he grumbled his harsh words, pretending to be tough regardless of the fact he was still hiding behind his Grandfather. I wanted to hug him, to swing him around and tell him just how cute he was; it was some thing close to the feeling you get when seeing a particularly adorable kitten.

Spreading my arms apart in preparation of doing just that, I moved towards the boy who seemed to be no older than ten or eleven. My Father grabbed my arm tightly before I could make it even one step forward, pulling me back to whisper three sad words in our native tongue: .Tuberculosis.

I looked over at the shy, proud boy named Romano Vargas, and then it all made sense. His shyness, his scowl, his taciturn attitude; it all made perfect sense... and it filled me with such a deep sadness, and longing to hold the young boy in my arms, and let him now that I didn't care. I yanked my arm free of my Father's hold, smiled affectionately at Romano, and did just that.

As my arms encased him in an embrace, I felt him stiffen in shock. I could feel his skin warm in embarrassment; and he pushed against my chest with a zeal, I didn't he could possess. "D-damn it, let me go you creepy bastard!" He screamed, his Italian accent harsh and biting, nothing like the lilting tone Feliciano's had. When I let him go, I gazed thoughtfully into his chocolate brown eyes, that held tints of burnished gold within their mesmerizing depths. I saw anger mostly within those fiery orbs, but that day I was glad to see, there was also happiness reflected in his perfect eyes.

Shaking my head vigorously, to clear it of my Romano centered daydream, I realized with a jolt that I was practically home; having drove the whole way on auto-pilot. I turned onto a small, dusty path- a road that led me to my darling, a road that led me home. A subtle warmth spread through my chest at the thought, and I imagined my feisty Italian greeting me with a scowl, and a warm embrace...

~O.o.o.O~

"Lovi~ I'm home my darling poco tomate!" The huge smile on my face fell, when I realized Romano wouldn't be greeting me at the door with an adorable scowl, and warm embrace. "Lovi?" I called out, beginning to worry about him, because of his condition. What if he had passed out, or even worse, had another seizure while I was gone?

Panic set in, and I tore through the living room- running into the kitchen, ripping open the bathroom door, and the door to his room. "Lovi, where are you? Ah dios mio, please tell me you're okay..." I murmured to myself as I opened the door to my room, the last place I could check in the house. A huge sigh of relief pushed passed my lips when my mind registered the sight that greeted me; Romano, passed out in peaceful slumber upon my bed, an arm slung across his stomach holding a battered copy of Edgar Allen Poe's poems. A small smile accompanied his peaceful features, the sight causing my heart to melt like chocolate on a hot summer's day.

"Toni..." he murmured in his sleep, lips lifting into a bigger smile. Happy tears pricked at my eyes, the knowledge that he was dreaming of me swelled my heart to bursting. Brushing away a stray tear, I made my way silently over to my sleeping beauty and placed a chaste kiss upon his round cheek. In his sleep, Romano smiled just a bit brighter.

~O.o.o.O~

"Hey bastard, what's for dinner? I'm fucking starving over here!" Ah, it was just so cute when he tried to boss me around!

I stopped in the middle of dicing up a tomato to give him a happy smile, to show him I was glad to see him up and about. "I hope you like Enchiladas Lovi, 'cuz that's what I'm making!"

He pulled a face before replying, "I guess I'll eat your Spanish crapola... it might not be as good as Italian food, but at least there will be tomatoes." Seeing him display such a childish expression gave me an insatiable urge to pinch his cute, round little cheeks! But, I was also aware that he might try and bite my fingers off if I did some thing like that...

So instead, I sprinkled the tomatoes over my rolled up Enchiladas, and then shredded some cheese on top of that. When I was done, I put the casserole dish into the oven, and started a yummy dinner for my adorable little Lovi~!

"Ah, you're going to be so happy when you eat my cooking Lovi, because you'll taste all of the love I have for you in every bite!" I beamed at him, expecting a giant hug of absolute gratitude and undying love; but, instead he just began to snicker at me, like I had said some thing stupid...

"Shit Toni, and here I thought you couldn't get any more stupid and sappy!" Romano kept laughing, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes, while he clutched at his sides. I couldn't help the pout, when I realized that he wasn't taking me seriously.

"Loviiiii~" I whined, sounding rather pathetic even to myself.

"What, idiota? Are you going to make me drink your tears too, so I can feel your pain and anguish with every sip?" He laughed again, enjoying his own joke far too much.

"I'm being serious Lovi, I was cooking this meal straight from the heart- to show you how much I love you..."

His laughter stopped abruptly, when he noticed that I was near to tears. "Geez, you're such a crybaby..." he grumbled, while rolling his eyes. "But, I guess it's nice of you to make me dinner... even if it'll taste like shit." Smiling, I knew that was Romano speak for an apology; so I embraced him in a bone crushing hug, and cooed over how damn cute he was!

~O.o.o.O~

The sounds of chewing and clinking forks against plates, the only sounds filling up the silence as we ate our meal together. My gaze roved aimlessly, greedily drinking up the sight of Romano's perfectly sculpted face. His eyebrows were well defined, and naturally dipped in angry lines; but it only served to highlight the beauty of his burnished gold-brown eyes.

The line of his nose was slightly curved, giving it a cute button appearance. His cheeks were slightly pudgy, especially now that they were stuffed with food. Those small, plump lips moved rapidly as he chewed, some how still set in a scowl even as he ate. I marveled at his lightly tanned skin, smooth and absolutely flawless; and I yearned to run my fingers through his mahogany colored hair.

"What the fuck are you staring at, dumb ass?!" I jumped in surprise, finally noticing his eyes boring holes into me, realizing that I was ogling him like a girl admiring a diamond ring.

"N-nothing in particular Lovi! I was just admiring your pretty face." I smiled at him, showing that my intentions were pure... enough.

"God, I can't believe how sappy you are! Though, after knowing you for so long, you would think that I would be used to your stupidity ah?"

"Si, and you'd think that after being attracted to you for so long, I would have made you mine already, no?" I replied, giving Romano the best smolder that I could muster. Food sputtered out of his mouth, his eyes growing impossibly wide in shock; the sight amusing me greatly.

"I-I don't think I quite get what you're saying dip-shit..." Romano's stuttering caused me to smile, and enjoy how cute and innocent he really was; under that bad-ass bravado of his. I leaned across the small expanse of table that separated us, and pressed our lips together in a desperate display of need. Expecting a fist to the face, or a knee to my crotch; I was utterly stunned to find my sweet Romano's eyes drifting closed, his mouth pressing back ever so slightly.

His lips tasted so sweet, for a lack of a better comparison, like honey or sugar. They were soft too, and I loved the simple feeling of them just pressed against mine. The rough pads of my thumbs scraped across his round cheeks softly, as I held his face; trying to silently convey my feelings- that I never wanted this moment to end.

All things are not built to last, and I was reminded of that when Romano pulled away from our kiss. There was no anger, or disgust evident in his eyes, only happiness and what I hoped were the sparks of love; and for once, the scowl was not so deep... in fact, it almost looked like he was smiling- almost.

"My darling Lovi, why did you stop our sexy kiss?" I wriggled at the delicious sounds of those words, the fact that I could actually say that I had just kissed my crush of about six years, excited me to no end.

"Because I can, nosy bastard!" He replied, not meeting my eyes, as he grimaced darkly. Romano seemed guilty for some reason, like he had just committed a tremendous crime. It really hit me then, that maybe he wasn't ready for this part of our relationship. We were only dating for a few days so far, perhaps he thought we were moving too fast?

"I can't believe how stupid I am," I exclaimed, slapping my palm into my fore head. "Can you forgive me Romano? I didn't stop, and think if you were ready to kiss me yet..." I felt so ashamed of the way I had acted, like a stupid, horny teenage boy all over again; I just hoped the damage wasn't too steep.

"Well," Romano began, the condescending sneer entering into his voice once again, "I'm not going to deny the fact that you are an idiot. Any way's, that's not the reason why I stopped kissing you..."

"Then why did you?" I asked, hoping he would open up to me, even if it was just a little.

He sighed, continuing to studiously avoid eye contact as he replied, "You know why..." Romano's voice came out so small, and scared. It surprised me to see him acting so vulnerable, he only acted that way when it concerned his- oh... so that's what this was about.

"Romano, you know I don't care about your condition." I tried to sound reassuring, tried to let him know his sickness didn't bother me.

"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT?!" He shouted, making me flinch in surprise, and a bit of fear. Romano's eyes were growing red and watery, and his whole body began to tremble. "Fuck... how could you be so damn stupid Toni? You could catch this... this disease you know- a-and I can't fucking lose you too dammit!" Tears started to sting at the backs of my eyes, as I witnessed my sweet Romano crying his heart out; because he was afraid... afraid of losing some thing precious again.

"I... I can't let this disease take you away too. I don't know what I'd do, if you died because of me... just like Nonno." My heart ached at those words, I couldn't bear their agony any longer!

I wrapped him tightly in a warm embrace, holding him as closely as I possibly could. "Shhhh... it's okay Lovi," I soothed, rubbing comforting circles along his shaking shoulders. "It's okay. I love you Romano, nothing can stand in the way of that. Not even your Tuberculosis will get in the way of our love, I promise you this Lovi.

"A-and, even if some thing were to happen to me, I'd rather suffer through it by your side- than suffer another moment without you in my arms."

His tear filled eyes came to meet mine, all round and as innocent as a child's. "Do you really mean that, Antonio?" Romano clung to me, fingers gripping into the fabric of my shirt; almost as if he really was afraid of losing me, if he didn't hold on tight enough.

"Si Lovi, I mean every word. I... I know we are going to have our problems, some more difficult to overcome than others but... I want to face them together. Because, life seems a little less terrifying, when you don't have to face it alone." I placed a kiss on his adorable little nose, the affection I felt towards him, almost too hard to contain.

He didn't reply with words, instead he pressed his lips softly against mine; kissing me with a tenderness I was surprised he possessed. It didn't just end with one chaste kiss though. One led to two, and two led to our mouths moving continuously; soft, and gently passionate.

Romano's skinny arms hung lazily around my neck, pulling me closely into the warmth his body had to offer. I hesitantly curled the fingers of one hand into his mahogany hair, reveling in the silky smooth texture of those strands. My other hand rested innocuously against his lower back, lightly caressing the bit of skin that was revealed, due to his forest green t-shirt riding up ever-so slightly. Our kiss became more intense, the tip of his tongue grazing my upper lip, clearly suggesting he wanted more; how could I deny my fiery Italian anything?

It's hard to describe how I felt, the first time our tongues came together. It was hesitant and shy since neither of us had kissed some one like this before; but, there was an underlying fire there, an unbridled desire ready to be let loose. While his lips had tasted soft and sweet, the inside of his mouth was wet and vaguely spicy from the remnants of dinner; but there was a unique taste there, that was solely Romano. With just one hit, I was addicted to these intimate kisses, filled with passion and body shocking pleasure.

The moments where we pulled away for air were brief, and far between, neither of us willing to stop such intimacy. My skin was growing intensely warm- almost unbearable, it felt like I was burning up from within and erupting in flames. The heat crackled up my spine, and down to more... intimate places.

"Lovi..." my voice came out husky, and the neediness that I felt was apparent in my tone. "Do... do you think we could take this some where more appropriate? U-unless, you aren't ready for that kind of thing!"

He rolled his eyes at me, seeming rather irritated that I would ask such a stupid question. "Of course we can go some where else idiot, I wasn't about to let you just fuck me on the table top for our first time." I couldn't help the blush lighting up my face; he had said it so bluntly, and it didn't help that now I was envisioning plowing into him, watching him writhe against the wooden table-top...

~O.o.o.O~

The moment my bedroom door clicked shut, Romano's mouth was glued to mine once more; his tongue shoving its way into mine without a second thought. Groaning deeply, I was surprised and rather aroused by the dominance my spit-fire Italian displayed. We shuffled back wards, his knees hitting the edge of the mattress; causing us to topple down into its soft embrace.

Romano chuckled breathlessly, his molten brown-gold eyes searching my face in adoration. He placed a smooth hand against my cheek, lightly caressing the sparse stubble there. I smiled, knowing with complete certainty, that we loved each other with all of our hearts. "What is it, Romano? You're just staring at me."

"You're handsome. I was just enjoying the view bastard, is that okay with you?" A smirk settled upon Romano's lips, accentuating that devilish little gleam in his eyes.

"Si, of course it's okay Lovi, but maybe you would like more to stare at?" I nipped playfully against his graceful neck, purring my words along that delicious flesh. Small fingers grasped the end of my red shirt, pulling it up and over my head, and tossed it aside.

Romano's hands began to enjoy the texture of my skin, trailing appreciatively along my muscled arms and chest. At that moment, a thought popped mischievously into my head; and I smiled wickedly as I let my arms give out, so now I was laying completely against Romano. Our bodies fit together nicely, and this realization made me grin like the idiot he always said I was.

"Get the fuck off me!" Romano snapped, shoving his knee painfully into my stomach. Wincing, I lifted myself back up and onto my arms, enjoying the bright blush on Romano's face. Sure, I had incurred his rather painful wrath, but seeing him all cute and flustered was definitely worth it.

In penance, I kissed apologies against his neck, behind his ears, along his cheeks, and onto the tip of his cute little nose. Up close, you could see a vague dusting of freckles along his face, and they were made even cuter as he wrinkled and wriggled his nose in exasperation. "Tickles," he mumbled sullenly.

Our lips met again softly, and filled with all the affection in the world, and at this point more clothes began to slowly disappear from our bodies; and we were left in nothing but our very own skins. I admired his small frame, loving the subtle dip of his lower back, his curvy hips, and especially his nice round ass. I pinched one of those round cheeks teasingly, earning myself a slap on the wrist, and one incredibly sexy glare. "Don't do that, Jack-ass!" He screeched, the pitch hurting my ears a bit.

"I can't help it my sexy little Lovi," I pouted at him, "your tushie is just so pinchable!" Romano's face turned as red as a tomato, but he said nothing in response. My gaze traveled naughtily down to his half erect cock, and I stared at it wistfully; I had been waiting for this moment, for far too long...

"Well, are you just going to stare at it all day like a fucking moron, or are you going to help me fix this average sized problem?" His eyebrows wiggled suggestively, as his arms went to prop up that very delicious body; and his eyes bore into mine intently. Gulping down the rush of saliva in my mouth, my fingers began to tremble at the thought of finally touching such an intimate part of my darling Romano's body.

I was already painfully hard, had been since our kisses started; but I pushed aside my own aching need, and focused on pleasing Romano. I gripped his hot, smooth cock gently- slowly starting by rocking my wrist up and down. His eyes fluttered shut, a breathless sigh escaping kiss swollen lips. I worked him easily into full hardness, enjoying every precious sound that sexy mouth emitted.

My eyes slowly broke away from staring at my lover's tan face, twisted in such a sweet pleasure it almost looked painful. My lips were drawn to the pulsing perfection of Romano's flushed, slippery cock. "Gah... shit!" He groaned through clenched teeth, as my tongue slid up the rigid length of his dick, and ended with my mouth going down half way around it. I repeated the same pattern for a while, loving how hot, hard, and smooth he felt against my tongue; loving the salty, bitter taste it left in my mouth.

His hips thrust weakly, shoving his cock deeper into my mouth, and almost down my throat; and I felt my own cock twitch at the animalistic desire of it all. I used this opportunity to fish around in my bedside table drawer, for an old bottle of vanilla scented lotion. Finally locating the smooth plastic bottle, I snapped the cap open, and worked some of the viscous liquid onto my fingers; rubbing it a bit, to get it warm. I timed it, so just as my mouth suckled in one of Romano's heavy balls, I cautiously slipped a finger into his tight hole; working it slowly in and out. A hitch occurred in his breathing, and I looked up, suddenly stopping my ministration to see him grimace in pain.

I pulled away from Romano's cock and said, "We should stop, I don't want to hurt you Lovi."

"If you stop now fuckface, I'll cut off your dick and mount it on your wall as a trophy!" He growled, legs spreading wider, and hips thrusting against my hand. Well, you didn't have to convince me twice on making sweet, passionate love to this sexy piece of ass.

My finger continued pumping, another one soon following it when I felt his walls loosen up; scissoring and plying his tight entrance open even more. High keens, and low groans easily slipped out of Romano's open mouth; his hips starting to move in an unsteady rhythm. A third finger barely fit in there, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to do any more, with out making him bleed...

"Do you think you're ready for me Lovi? I don't think I can wait much longer, I'm already close to cumming..."

"Not really, but if you don't start fucking me soon, I'm gonna go crazy!" Romano barked back, looking absolutely desperate for release as well. I removed my fingers, my cock twitching in anticipation for that tightness, and heat.

Guiding Romano's slim, trembling legs around my waist, I positioned myself between his plump ass cheeks. I let out a shaky breath, placing a hand up by Romano's pretty face, and I hovered there for a while; just admiring him. Nudging the swollen head of my cock against his slippery entrance for a bit, I tried to slowly get him accustomed to the feeling.

He didn't rush me, trusting me and letting me do what I could to help lessen the pain of what was to come. The head of my cock finally pushed into Romano's hole, and it felt better than words could even describe. "Ah dios mio..." I moaned, trying my absolute hardest to not grab a hold of his shaking legs, and fucking his brains out.

So far, so good- only a tiny wince of pain appeared on his sweet face. I pushed in further, slowly but surely entering myself fully inside my love. I finally felt my balls slap against Romano's ass, and the feeling sent a jolt of pleasure through me, that made me twitch inside his fluttery walls. Exhaling all of my pent up suspense, I stayed still, letting Romano adjust to my size. Sweat beaded my brow, the both of us breathing heavily and reveling in our closeness.

"Okay, you can move now bastard..." Romano rasped, his voice sending tingly shocks down my spine. I wanted to cry in that moment, because all of my senses were heightened; I could smell the faint musk of his skin, could taste the lingering salty bite of his pre-cum on my tongue- I could feel the thundering of his heartbeat, just by being inside him. My hips pulled back slowly, only to snap forward hard and fast.

A steady rhythm was set after a while, sweat beginning to accumulate, making our skin hot and slick as our bodies rubbed against each other in all the right ways. Romano's mouth fell open in a wordless scream, the instant I hit some thing deep inside of him. "F-fuck, do that for forever!"

I tried to hit that spot with every thrust of my hips, and from Romano's tell-tale screams of pleasure, I mostly succeeded. At that point I knew that I was close to cumming, the familiar tightening feeling in my balls warned me; so I thrust even deeper and harder into Romano. Through the haze of mind numbing pleasure, I remembered that he needed to feel good as well, so I reached between us, and pumped his cock along with my thrusts the best that I could. His hips started to meet mine in a slow grind, the both of us desperate and on the precipice of orgasm.

Letting one of my hands tangle loosely into Romano's mussed up and sweaty locks, I brought our mouths together in a fiery kiss as I finally reached my peak. I felt my body go rigid, and I spilled my cum, balls deep inside of him. Moments later, I felt Romano clench around me, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as spurts of pearly white liquid erupted from his bright red cock. My hips weakly thrusted a bit longer, letting his body milk me of every last drop of seed. Hearts racing super fast, we were both panting and sweating, and smiling in absolute bliss.

So many emotions welled up inside of me as I stared down at the man who had taken my virginity, and I his. Still inside of him, I peppered sloppy, tired kisses all over his face and chest; his warm eyes lidded, and hazy, as they watched me worship his body. "God, I love you Romano," I whispered against his beautiful skin.

I finally pulled myself out of his abused hole, and he whimpered softly as cum and blood dribbled out. It made me feel guilty, and I looked away, mumbling that I was going to go get a towel to clean him up. I got off of the bed as gingerly as possible, and went to find a towel, and a bowl to hold warm water. Within a few minutes I returned, to find Romano fast asleep, and snoring adorably. I smiled, and went about cleaning up our mess, wiping up bodily fluids and sweat.

I set the bowl on my nightstand, knowing that I could worry about it later; and then I crawled into bed and under the sheets- covering Romano too, as gently as possible. Before turning off the bedside lamp for the night, I softly brushed the messy bangs out of Romano's eyes and admired his sleeping face, sweet and serene. When I placed a soft kiss against his temple, I swore that I heard him mumble in his sleep, "Love you too, Toni..."

So with a smile tattooed blissfully across my face, I turned off the lamp and cuddled against my Romano's perfect figure; there was only moments before oblivion.

~T.B.C.~

E/N: dear God this chapter turned out to be looooooooong. Since this was my very first SpaMano sex scene, how do you think I did? Hopefully I balanced the cuteness/sexy hotness well enough, but if I didn't, please tell me what I can do to improve upon this fabulous pairing. Okay, enough about my writing insecurities, now onto what will happen in the next chapter! Chapter 10 will be back in Ludwig's perspective, and I will be doing a Thanksgiving chapter (totally out of season I know, but when I wrote it, it was originally Thanksgiving of 2012).

Just imagine, what it will be like seeing all of these Characters together, celebrating the day of amazing food! Well, I've had fun so far and I hope that every one else has too; please, continue to regard me kindly.

*p.s. this will be updated a day earlier than I promised, because 1. I love you guys and 2. I'll be busy with my best friend K-san (her real name shall remain a mystery) tomorrow! We're gonna be so awesome, spending Valentines day at Mcdonalds, and playing Pokemon/maybe watching Sherlock! So, happy early V-day!

*p.s.s. this whole chapter was written and inspired by me listening to The Cab's album Symphony Soldier on repeat... if you've heard of them, what's your favorite song or songs? Mine are Angel With a Shotgun, Intoxicated, and Lovesick Fool :3