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The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano"Why are you staring at me like that?"

    Spain had a very odd sort of stare on Romano, it was the type you may be afraid of if you're not used to it, though still, even if you were used to it, you may have chills sent through your spine by said stare. It was though he were thinking mischievous things, things nobody would want to ponder through, and it was really beginning to agitate Romano now, since the Spaniard was sitting right beside him at the dining room table.

"Well Lovi, I've been thinking, why don't we go on a trip?"

"We don't go on one, because its cold out..."

"Aww.. come on, that's no excuse..."

"No! I'm
A Pirate No More: Spamano   It pained me to see him stumble into the house, to see him collapse on the couch, laying a bloody sword wherever he could upon the floor, even if it were in the walk way. It pained me to hear him wince and yell and shake his head as he tried to get situated the best he could. Yet... I couldn't bring myself to say a word to him, for I was young, and I was terrified. I hated his pirating days. I absolutely loathed them, because there were many days he came home like this, but I never knew what was ailing him, because I never got close enough to ask. I was too terrified, being out on the salty sea that tickled the bottom of his
Snow Day: _Spamano_"Where are we going?"

  He had to trip over himself some to keep up.

"You'll see, it'll be fun..."

"Look..,"

Romano pulled to a stop, Spain stopping along with him as his hand currently seemed to be attached to Romano's sleeve.

"Its freezing, we just ate, I want to go home okay!?"

"J.. jeeze.."

   Spain calmed himself and took steps toward Romano, releasing his grip on Romano's sleeve, whom merely stared at him in question. Once close enough to feel one another's breath un-purposely, Spain put a hand upon Romano's head, patting him repeatedly for about three turns.

   Then, bending slightly so h
We are Lost: GerItaDear Diary,

   I still don't quite understand Italy Venenziano. He is a strange man, with strange ideals.. I really wish I knew how the world looked through his eyes, but, I guess that might always be an impossibility.

"Italy! Hurry it up!"

"S- si Germany..."

   The Italian was huffing, it was obvious he wasn't one for hiking, but the German man didn't care, they were making good time this way, they'd probably be back before Japan finished dinner. They were on this hike to do more training, the only reason Japan had stayed back was the cooking of certain foods, with the fear of the house potentially setting f
The Trip That Was A Good Idea : Spamano _6_"Oi Spain.. I was thinking we should proba-"

  Romano stopped, there was the Spaniard, standing there alone, proud, happy, wind blowing through rugged brown hair and casual dress. He looked so content, so pleased, so.. amazing, standing there in a solemnly pleased way. It made, for once, Romano smile so warmly, warmer than the scene that stood before him, he was happy too, he was actually happy.

   He was horrified, he was absolutely terrified of walking through those huge heavy doors, afraid of what everyone would think, what everyone would say... but.. it wasn't too awful, for he wasn't alone, there was someone at his side now that woul
Unconditional SpainxRomano"Stop it! Just cut it out! Leave me alone!"

"You have thick hair Lovi~ Please come back! I'll stop brushing it I promise!"

It took a while for the Spaniard to catch up to the agitated Italian.

"You always... run from me... why?"

"Just tell me damn it! Stop teasing me! I've had enough of it!"

"Wh.. what do you mean?"

Romano didn't want to say it, he didn't think he'd ever bring it this far, but he couldn't take being teased anymore, and he had to know, he had to find out why this all seemed so realistic.

"You can have my inheritance, you can take anything you want.. just... stop playing with me!"

"Romano... what d... what are you talki
Spain's Lost Diary: 4Spain's Lost Diary: 4

  Death. Its among us sometimes, but we can't let it refrain us from living.

     Lovi,
This is really important.
  Recently, we had a friend pass away, we went to a funeral, we mourned. You didn't seem to quite understand what was going on, looking around at all the tears on people's faces, but, someday you will.
   It got me to thinking about, what would happened if I were to die? Where would it leave you? How would you cope, how would you feel about it?

    Well there are some things I want you to know, if I ever do die. First off, please, don't mourn too much Lovi~ Mourn as much as you possibly need to, t
Walk Away: PruHun    I thought about the past. A past that... somehow.. had scarred me over the years. Thinking about that, I pulled her closer to me, pulling her head against my chest so I could rest against the top of her head.

  "Ey Hungary..."

   Prussia approached her as she turned, somewhat frightening him with her pure beauty and grace, how could someone that had once been so fierce, turn so... feminine?

"Uh... uh..."

 He stopped, feeling his cheeks beginning to burn, knowing well that they were turning red.

"What is it stupid?"

   She tilted her head in the most adoring way, her hair bouncing some as she did this, her eyes closed, a wide smi
The Trip That Was a Mistake: Spamano _4_      Another lit. He was getting pretty frequent at standing outside his home, lighting the long sticks of cancer, blowing smoke into the air as ashes fell slightly now and again. The air began to get chilly again, winter was still upon them that January, he could tell it would be a cold one, drearier than any other. Usually, he was warmed by the aid of someone at his side, but this year, he'd be completely alone, and he had a feeling that not even the fire's glow would warm him this year. Then, he noticed someone walking past the wall on the outskirts of the courtyard, a curl protruding from the right of her hair, such, familiar hair. Letti
A Message From Romano... To Spain.Spain

As long as I can remember.
  As many people as I have known.
None have had a smile as warm as yours.
Why is that?
   I question myself about a lot of things, but none more than when I am questioning about things that have you in the subject, in bold.
   You always act so tough, you always act like all will turn out swell, but what if one day it doesn't? What if one day, this little game we continue to play, comes to an end?

Will you hate me?
 Will you only remember the bad things about me then?
Will your entire disposition change?

 There were many times you pushed me away because you didn't want me getting 'hurt', but ho
The Trip that Was A Mistake: Spamano _Continued_     When she started to live with him, he nearly forgot, yet he knew he never would.
She would wake in the middle of the night to his quiet sobs, and she knew, something was off, something had happened to him, something he'd never told her. If only she could figure out what it was, where he went every Friday, perhaps she'd be able to help, she wasn't completely heartless.

"Antonio...."

  He looked up from where he stood over the stove top, cooking eggs with a cheeky smile on his face, gloating about how good his food was.

"... I want.. I want to hang out with you Friday.. is that alright?"

 A frown immediately followed her words, dra
Spain's Lost Diary: 1Spain's Lost Diary: Page 1

A Reminder: I will not fill this diary with complete issues, I will not fill it with history, I will fill it with you, and the adorable memories we shared. So that some day, you can remember them as clearly as I do~

   He might have taught him to walk, but I taught him what fun was, and I think that's more important... still... I envy the Great Rome, who doesn't? Even if he did fall.

"Lovi, why are you crying!?"

   This poor boy did the random-est things, as if he were some broken machine that tried its best to be as good as the other working machines, but somewhere along the way, i
Paint Cans: _Spamano_   The paints were all set out, the smell of them swarming the room and consuming any free air left, yet the smell didn't cause him to feel nauseous, for he already had those feelings. Reaching out, he picked up a thin brush and inspected it. Rubbing it in between his thumb and index finger, he thought, loosing himself in said thoughts, as though he were drunk with each thought that appeared.

'The way he smiled with her,'
'The way he was so kind...'

  Suddenly, it hurt to think, his mind throbbed and he stumbled slightly, dropping the brush and holding his head, breathing heavily. Yet he shook it off, he dismissed the feelings and went ba
PruHun - Guilty Pleasure"Are you all right, mon ami?" Francis asked, concerned for his friend.
Gilbert clenched his tumbler tightly, trying to vent his anger in more...decent methods. It brought back old memories - seeing her. Memories that he wished he never had, never happened to him...
Who the heck did she think she was, anyway? She wasn't THAT special, so why did she have to act like the whole damn world was at her beckoning?

"One more, please," he indicated towards the bartender.
"I think you've drunk enough, amigo-" Antonio had started.
"I think you guys don't have a fucking clue as to how I feel." Gilbert retorted sarcastically.
Francis placed a hand on
The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano _5_ A love ever lasting, is a painstaking thing to find.. it can take numerous tries before you find the actual one, and now a days, people either give up, rush into it, or are too cautious... take your time to find the other half of your puzzled life, and.. never believe that there is no one for you, chances are, they may be feeling the same way.

   It felt like years before Romano awoke, and when he did, he was both startled, and somewhat in bliss, to find that Spain was lying there next to him, an arm over Romano's chest, whilst the other was under his own head. He was just laying there, on top of the blanket whilst Romano was under it, it
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Hungary's Miracle Through the Bitter Cold

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     A breath in new fallen snow burnt holes of torture into her chest, for the feeling was so piercing, so very iced. It was a day like this when, he'd disappeared, when he'd been taken from her, when the wall, fell. Even though feelings of nostalgia and regret were swarming around her now, nipping at her, even more painful than the deep breaths she was inhaling, she kept her forest eyes to the smeared gray sky. Suddenly... without warning..

"Hungary?"

She turns, there he is, but how?
He'd.. he'd fallen.. how...

Was it.. a miracle come to awaken her soul, come to warm her in such, bitter cold?

Yes.
Yes he was.
A Miracle.
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ITS SHORT!!

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I wanted to test out my writing skills since, I've been drawing more than writing recently..

So I scritched out this little blurb from the unconsciousness of my.. mind...

Its about the years after Prussia had disappeared.. how Hungary had spent the winters without someone to warm her... she would ask Austria, but, he.. he is so proper and respectable and she doesn't want to burden him with her heart, she doesn't want to make him think he's her 'second choice' or 'pitty giver'

I do like PruHun... but like I ALWAYS say its a battle for my heart and mind... AusHun is my preffered but the love that could be between Prussia and Hungary is so gracefully beautiful you know? BOTH PAIRINGS ARE!

Its so hard sometimes OTL

Well that's all~
I know its random, and short, sorry?
Pffft
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~MrsTomlinson214 Jan 21, 2013  Student Writer
This is awesome! But PuHun FTW, dude. XD
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*TrepidationChance Jan 16, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Not random.
Very short.
WANT MORE!!!!!!!!!
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~PokeFox Jan 16, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
There might be more.... maybe xD
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*TrepidationChance Jan 17, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Please????????
I'm shocked with how good it was.
More is a must!!!!!
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~PokeFox Jan 17, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Well this was meant to be just a short, a test of my limits if you will... so I can't guarantee that there would be any more added onto this...
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*TrepidationChance Jan 17, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
is that so........
well, if you do write more, PLEASE TELL ME!!!!!
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~ItsThatOneChick Dec 27, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Ohmygod
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THAT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL FOR BEING SO SHORT. I love that couple... PLEASE CONTINUE~

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~PokeFox Dec 27, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
I've written stories on them xD

Or.. A story?

Its in my fanfiction Folder in my Gallery ~

I will be writing more on them though, I can assure you that

*bows*
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~ItsThatOneChick Dec 27, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh thank god, I'm gonna go read them all now. :iconfuckyeahamericaplz:
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~PokeFox Dec 27, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
O.o...

Read Austria's Diary too~

It may give a different perspective xDD
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