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The Trip That Was A Good Idea : Spamano _6_

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"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 would protect him with all his might, and that made the thought of his return all that more bearable. Thus, the two stood outside the big doors.

"Are you ready Mi Lovi?"

"Stop calling me that... and... yeah.."

   The doors swung open with creaks and complaints on their old age, and closed with loud bursts of anger for even being opened, and as the duo took a few steps in and paused, everyone in said room, went silent. They were all staring, and it was scaring Romano some, he was close to turning and exiting the way he came when, someone made a move.. Venenziano.

"F...Fr..."

   As he took each step closer to his elder brother, his hands outreached a little further, a bit terrified that if he tried to touch the man, he would vanish there on Italy's fingertips. Finally, his hands reached Romano's face, feeling it as if he were made of rice paper. Italy's eyes widened, and tears welled there as he jumped at his brother, wrapping arms tightly around Romano's shoulders.

"Fratello!"

   He  basically screamed, refusing to let go, refusing to ever want to, for if he did again, he might loose his other half. The rest of the room lit with excitement and amazement, swarming around Romano all at once, greeting him, playing with his hair in welcome, and anything else imaginable to show him he was missed. Meanwhile, Spain leaned back against a wall and watched, content to do so, Romano deserved to know the attention he had been missing out on in those months that he'd been gone. Though in truth, Spain was a little jealous, for about a month's passing, he had been Romano's center of attention, caring for him in his sickness, now, he wouldn't get one chance near his love, not for a while anyway...

"Hey!"

   Spain's head tilted back as his eyes glanced to the side to see two familiar figures, a Prussian and a French Man.

"Oh.. Hola you two.."

    His tone was cheery, his mouth drawn up into a smile, though there was a hitch of slight irritation in both, and Prussia, being who he was, sensed it right away, and began to use it to his advantage.

"Boy! Look at that crowd, with them all like this, I bet you won't get ONE step near him for a long.. long... long.. time huh!?"

   Spain chuckled, he knew the game Prussia was playing, it was called; "Try to Piss Spain Off" but it wasn't going to work, for he had something to use in retort this time around.

"Sure... they can get all his attention, but, no one can steal his first kiss anymore.."

      Prussia's jaw dropped some and he turned to France, whom merely shrugged with a 'I knew it would happen' type of smile. Looking back, the two of them saw a somewhat smug grin upon Antonio's face, as he himself turned and walked off toward the crowd, to save his distressed.

"That sneaky..."
"We all knew it would 'appen.. besides, weren't you 'ungary's first.."
"Shhhheh!"

  With this Francis laughed, he was a bit envious of the love the two had, but, he would never lead onto it.

    "Alright, back up, everyone.. I need that... thank you.."

Spain had slipped through the crowd, grabbing Romano by the hand and pulling him out of the room.

"Wait.. that? Where are we go-"
"Ohgreat they're following.. quickly!"

   Spain started off in a run, and Romano tried to keep up, tripping at first, and then bounding off in a full on run behind the way-too-cheery Spaniard. They went through various hallways, and up different stairs, down different corridors until they came to a random room, Spain pushing the door open and pushing Romano in, re-slamming the door shut and huffing, full of laughter and excitement that they'd been able to get away.

"What the hell?"

"S-Sorry Mi amor... I just.. I got.. "

  Spain brushed fingers through his hair, letting go of an extended sigh as he tried to brush the thoughts off his shoulders.

"You got jealous.. s-so what.. everyone does.. its not a big deal..."

   Spain turned to Lovino, he was currently sitting on a large royal bed in America's home, his legs curled up against him, trying to hide his face with them, for he was blushing.

"You know.. you're cute when you're submissive like that.. but you're way too.. manly to be doing that... you're not really all that cute anymore.. I may have to dump you.."

"Wh-what!? What are you trying to say you bastard!?"

   Romano had gotten to his feet now, grimacing at Spain, steaming with a typical anger.

"S-So you don't object then?.."
"What?"
"To us.. going.. out..."

   He'd walked straight into that one, well shit.


".. N.. N-No! No we aren't you ass! You pushed me into that! With all those other weird.. weird words!!"

"Did I?"

  Spain moved near Romano now, causing Romano to slip and fall back onto the bed. As Romano looked up, Antonio took his chin in his own hands and embraced him in yet another kiss, it was the first since the last time, and this time, it was a test. Romano's first instict was to struggle, but he gave into the kiss quick enough, something he hadn't tried to do the first time, and it was a long while before Spain pulled away.

"You didn't try to get away this time, so... its true.. you are mine.."

"Wh-what!? I was just.. trying t-... "

   Spain scoffed, putting a hand to Romano's head and messing up his counterpart's hair, which, he knew Romano wasn't fond of. It was a bit of symbolism, to remind Romano who the older one was, or something like that, for at times, it seemed as though Spain were more childish than he.. but.. Spain had certainly grown in the months apart from Romano, and though he still had his smiles and his childish moments, they were more prone to adult mischievousness now, rather than child play.

"I'd bet.. that we have a hoard of people standing outside the door right now..."

"W-What the hell do they think we're doing!?"

"Mmmh... "

   Spain shrugged, and it pissed Romano off immediately.

"The hell Spain!? Why did you decide to take me into a dark-as-fuck room! The hell is your problem you damn bastard!? Seriously what th-"

"Let them think what they want.. we both know we aren't that way...."

   With this Romano felt relief, he was happy that Spain was indeed a respectable gentleman, even though so many thought otherwise.

"But.. do you want to have a little fun?"

   Romano tilted his head at this. Fun?

A few minuets later, the door of the bedroom opened, and out came Romano, wrapped in a silk white blanket, his hair completely obscured. Spain exited secondly, leaning against the doorway, no shirt, buckling up his pants.

"Hey there.."

He said to the hoard of people standing outside the bedroom, who only stared in shock, some at Romano, some at Spain.

"Oh.. ohmein.. you.. you didn't really do it did you Romano?"

Prussia was up near Romano, France trailing behind casually.

Romano paused, turning to look at Prussia.

"Of course not~!"

He stated as he let the blanket drop, everyone screeching and turning away, only to turn back and realize, Romano was in full dress.

"We got you all..."

   That they did, and what a hilarious memory that would be. It was the first prank Romano had ever played along to, and it was an extremely dark one, but.. never the less.. it was fun. Perhaps being with Antonio now, had changed Romano too? Though he would always get pissed at things easily, and though he would always be cold to those he wasn't fond of, he'd never have to feel a sting of separation loneliness in his feelings anymore, he could feel them outright, and it wouldn't hurt doing so, for the one he loved, loved him back, and that was all that was needed.






   A young girl had not much to do now, she sat in the halls of what was once her home, even though she'd long since moved from this place now, staring out a familiar window, in her familiar bedroom, thinking..

"E-Excuse me.."

  The girl turned her head slowly, a grimace growing there, when standing in the room with her now, was a familiarity, she'd never met.

"I'm Isabella... Hello there.. sorry.. is Spain, my cousin that is... home? I sewed some pants for him and... boy.. aren't you the pretty one..."

  It was long since made known to Romano that Spain had invited his cousin over without he himself being there on purpose, though that was just another secret, they'd keep to themselves.~
Probably Will Contain Spoilers so Read The Story first

Hah, its over... yup my friends, this chapter story has come to an end.. don't cry too much though, I'll still be writing out many other things that will hopefully be just as loved and just as glorious as this was~

I have to say that I was a bit afraid of putting Spain and Romano in a dark bedroom setting, because of the fangirls that will most likely choke me with their toy herr schticks later, for not letting it go 'their way'. I am REALLY sorry to you fangirls but.. this is MY story, and I think of Spain very highly.. I don't believe he would take advantage of Romano that way..

Sorry I just don't...
Maybe in some future.. weird ass world.. but.. for me, I like to keep him as the respectable Spaniard I know he is. I love him this way, and I think Romano would prefer him this way anyways~

That doesn't mean they wont lead everyone to believe they are 'that way' like I said.. he's grown into Adult Mischief so he'd bound to make those kinds of pranks and jokes...

I think Romano will have a much lighter heart, knowing that no one can come after him for his inheritance or anything like that, because he has Spain now... and.. well that means that he, and his belongings are basically taken in heart, somewhere no one could ever take them away~

At the end of the story, that IS Fem!Spain, I couldn't find her actual name, so I am sorry if that was incorrect but.. BLAME PRUSSIA!! (Kidding Prussia.. love ya.. xD)

I honestly do believe I could have stretched a little farther with this story, maybe I could have brought in Grandpa Rome, maybe I could have.. over exaggerated Romano's funeral, and the death, but.. would it have really been all that enjoyable if it wasn't filled with more of the focus on the joyous or romantic parts? Rather than the depressing?

I don't think so ^^

For Closing

You don't know how thankful I am that so many people have read this all the way through... I have really been in a bad way for a while, and just seeing comments and favorites on this Chapter Story of Spamano has really been pure bliss for me...

It was my great pleasure to be the one to write it, and thank you all for supporting me, and this story~

You have really lifted my heart ^^

~ Lovi
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Diamondflower101's avatar
I like the prank...Maybe I can try it sometime...it sounds fun!