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Pirate!SpainXRomano - Pretending - Chapter 12Chapter 12
Romano woke up to an empty bed the next morning. At first he was confused but remembered that he was at Spain's house.
"Mmmm..." He sat up, feeling very sore, "Ow..." Romano rubbed his lower back as he got up to find his pants. He picked it up and slide them on. This was when he smelt food. It made his stomach growl.
'Oh...Spain must be cooking breakfast...' He held his stomach and walked out the bedroom and to the kitchen. There was Spain...naked... with only an apron on. He rubbed his eyes. Spain turned around and gave him a big smile.
"Breakfast is almost done~"
Romano sat down and looked at his lap, trying to hide the blush that came to his face, "O-Okay..."
Spain walked over and placed a plate in front of him.
"Grazie," Romano said as he picked up the fork and started eating. Spain sat beside him watching him eat.
"So...What are you going to say to Italy?" The Spaniard questioned.
"I'll tell him I spent the night
Pirate!SpainXRomano - PretendingChapter 6
A few weeks have passed. Spain would bring in a fresh batch of tomatoes every week. Of course this week he brought more home.
"Welcome back Spain! I see you brought more tomatoes~"
"Si~!" Spain happily walked into the kitchen and placed the basket on the table. Romano walked in about around the time when Spain was putting up the tomatoes, "Oh Romano! Do you want a tomato?"
The Italian looked over curiously before replying, "Sure..."
The Spaniard's eyes lit up in hope when Romano grabbed a tomato.
"I guess I will get one too~" The younger Italian also grabbed one.
Both the twins ate their fruit. Spain smiled.
"Oh! I almost forgot! I'm going to spend the night with Germany." Italy blurted out.
"Again?" Romano said with some anger.
"You really like Germany huh?" Spain questioned.
Romano looked away, "I don't see why..."
Italy smiled, "You and Spain can go somewhere!"
"Aw, Hell no!"
Spain looks at Romano.
"I refuse to go out with this bastard," Romano cross
Pirate!SpainXRomano - PretendingChapter 5
A few weeks have passed since Spain moved in. Italy was reading a book.
"This book...It's hard to understand..." Italy complained.
"What did you expect? The potato loving bastard gave it to you." Romano commented. The small Italian frowned.
"You're always mean to him..."
Italy sighed and closed the book. Spain came through the door, "I'm back~ Guess what. I got my first pay check today~!"
"Really?" Italy asked with wide eyes.
Spain showed them the check, "Mmhm!"
"That's fantastico!" Italy cheered.
"Good...You'll get to leave quickly..." Romano butted in.
Spain frowned at this, "Well I guess..."
Italy looked at Romano sadly then back at the Spaniard, "Have you gotten use to life here?"
"Very much! All the people here are so nice."
This made Italy smiled.
Spain watched Romano head for the kitchen. He notices that he does this when Romano is angry. The Spaniard felt a bit of sadness. He tried everything to become friends with him. Romano w
Pirate!SpainXRomano - PretendingChapter 2
Romano was walking around town, when he heard a familiar voice.
"My crew will love these tomatoes..."
He looked over to see a brown-haired curly man. He had a nice tan, so he could tell he wasn't from here.
"I guess vacation is done now," The man sighed, "Time to go back to sea..."
'Sea...Is he a pirate?' Romano questioned.
Out of curiosity, he followed the man down to the docks. It wasn't long before one of his crew members spotted him from the ship.
"Hey Spain!" The guy waved, "We just got a new gig!"
'Spain..?' Romano thought to himself, 'That name...Where have I heard it before?'
Somehow Romano managed to sneak on the ship. He watched the tall man carefully.
"Everything is looking okay..." The man said looking around.
Romano shifted his weight, hitting his foot against the barrel he was behind. This made the man look over in surprised.
"Wait...Who are you?"
"Your not suppose to be on this ship..." The man walked over with his voice deepeni
Pirate!SpainXRomano - Pretending
The brothers made it back home in one piece. They made sure to stay hidden in case that England's crew came back. The living room was quiet when they entered, but there was a beeping sound. Romano walked over to the answering machine and pressed a button.
"One missed called from (number). At 9:34 this morning."
"The potato bastard called..." Romano said frowning.
Italy blushed, "He must be worried..." He walked over and grabbed the phone. Romano dragged himself in the kitchen, not wanting to listen to his brother's loud mouth. He got comfortable at the table and laid his head on the cold surface.
'I guess Veneziano was right...I do like him...but...I've held it against him for years...How can I just forgive him and let it go?'
Romano closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the clock in the kitchen. He didn't know how many minutes went by before Italy came in with a troubled expression, "Germany was mad..."
A few days later, Romano wanted to
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The smell of pasta filled the air as the shirtless Spaniard walked down the stair to the source.
"It smells good..."
Spain smiles as Romano looked at him. He turned his head away, "Veneziano will be back soon.."
Romano fixed two plates and set them on the table, "Eat..."
"Oh Thank you!"
Spain took a seat and started eating.
"Yea...Yea..." Romano said not sounding happy. He sat in front of Spain and ate quickly.
"I don't really remember anything that could upset you unless you got mad at me for yelling at you for being on my ship."
Romano glares at Spain, "You're really good at pretending."
Spain shrugged it off and continued eating. It got quiet again. Romano sighed as he got up. Spain looked up at him. Romano started to wash the dishes. The Spaniard got up and walked over with his plate.
"Want me to help?"
"I don't care..."
Spain helped rinse the dishes and put them in the tray. Once they were done they dried off their hands. This wa
Pirate!SpainXRomano - PretendingChapter 7
Romano was staring at the wall. He was happy that the Spaniard was gone. The Italian rolled over and sighed. Was this what he wanted? He was feeling so many emotions right now.
"I'm home, Romano!" He heard his brother's voice. Romano just laid in bed, unmoving as he heard the footsteps getting closer to his room. The door opened and the lights flipped on, "Romano~ It's time to get up." Italy walked over, "I noticed Spain isn't here. Did he-"
"He left..." Romano said, cutting off his brother.
"He left?" Questioned the small nation.
Romano looked up at Italy, "Do you even realize who he was Veneziano?"
"No..." Italy tilted his head.
"He was the man who raped me when I was little."
Italy's eyes widen, "I'm sorry..."
"Don't be..." Romano sat up.
Italy sat down beside Romano, "You really shouldn't hold it against him. It was years ago." This made the older Italian growl.
"I mean...You seem to like him-"
"No way in hell!" Romano yelled, making
Pirate!SpainXRomano - Pretending
Spain just got his new apartment, and he was out looking for furniture. It has been a few days since he last spoke with Romano. He was beginning to question if he did the right thing. The Spaniard walks walking by some by-standers when he heard one of them speak.
"Captain brought two boys to the ship the other day."
"Yea I saw. I bet he's going to torture them until he get information out of them," The second man said.
"What could they possibly know?" Questioned the first man.
"Captain heard they were letting Spain stay with them."
'It can't be...'
Spain broke off into a run.
Romano was tied up to a wall, and his head was hanging weakly because he hadn't been eating right.
"Ready to talk yet?"
"I told you...I don't know where he is!" He raised his head and looked at the captain.
"All this...just to protect him..." The man shook his head.
"I'm not protecting him! I really don't know!"
"You'll tell me soon enough..."
Pirate!SpainXRomano - PretendingChapter 3
One night Spain returned back to the town. He was running down the hall of his ship trying to get away from the fire. There was so much smoke, so it was hard to hold his breath long. Once he got up to the deck he ordered all the crew members to leave. Smoke flies into the air as the fire grew bigger. The crew saw the fire that was coming from below and they stopped in their tracks. They all ran off the ship like a herd of buffaloes.
Romano was eating a tomato when Italy walked over.
"Hm?" He lazily replied.
"I'm going to spend the night with Germany~ Will you be okay here by yourself?"
"Don't treat me like I'm a little kid!"
Romano sighed, "Go ahead, I'll be fine."
"Okay. See ya later fratello!" Italy said leaving for the door.
Spain was walking around weakly, trying to catch his breath. He lost his crew members during the scatter. Everyone went their own way, so he was now alone. He saw a benc
SpainXNeko!Romano- A Second Chance Chapter 12
Lovino was standing on the porch, his ears high and alert. Antonio was at work, so he was home alone. He felt very worried, the weather patterns were strange. It was hot and humid with hot winds blowing. Other animals were sensing it too. Usually there were birds chirping, but today none could be heard. He needed to visit Feliciano, to see if he had noticed the strange patterns.
Something big was coming, Lovino just didn't know what it was yet.
Lovino woke up to green eyes. He sat up and growled before he realized it was Antonio. Antonio laughed and patted his head.
"Sorry Lovino. I didn't mean to scare you," he said and Lovino shook his head.
"It's fine. Is it okay if we go see Feliciano? I need to ask him something."
Lovino held onto Antonio's hand tightly as they walked. His ears stood alert. Still no signs of any birds. Lovino looked up in the trees and saw an abandoned birds nest. How odd... It was to early for birds to start migrating.
"Are you okay Lovino?" Lovino's
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The next morning when Lovino went downstairs, he saw all three of them sprawled out on the floor. He narrowed his eyes and walked into the kitchen. He got a pot and a ladle and started to bang the ladle on the pot.
"Wake up bastardos!" He heard all three of them groan. He kept banging the ladle on the pot. "I mean it! Get up!"
"Fine fine, just stop with the banging," Gilbert groaned as he sat up. He held his head. "I have a headache..."
"Me too," Francis whined. Lovino glared at them.
"That's your faults for getting drunk last night!" he crossed his arms and his ears flattened against his head.
"Antonio, get up and cook I'm hungry," Lovino said as he walked over to where Antonio was still laying down. Antonio looked up at him and smiled while Lovino glared at him. He sighed.
"Lovino, why don't you cook? My head hurts," Antonio said. Lovino growled.
"I don't know how to cook, idiota!"
"What a shame," Antonio said as he reached up. He grabbed Lovino's wrist and pulled him down. He wrappe
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)
It was already a summer evening as a lone child sat there, hugging his knees and crying softly to himself. He lost track of his older brother and his Papa, and felt so alone. "Hey!" A voice rung out, directed at him. The boy looked up, his wavy, blonde hair moving, and when his head was fully up, a long, stubborn curl was in front of his face. Matthew Williams stared into the eyes of another child, who had ruby eyes and snow white hair. "What are you doing?" The albino asked Matthew, making Matthew blink a bit in confusion. He pointed at himself. "M-me…?" Matthew asked in that quiet voice of his. The albino walked over and ruffled Matthew's head. "Man, you talk quietly! I am the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt! But you can call me Gil!" Matthew stared at Gilbert with bewilderment. "You…can see me…?" Matthew asked, which Gilbert looked with dumbfound look. "Eh? What kind of question is that!?" Matthew looked at the strange kid he just met. "Well, only my
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A few days have passed. Spring seemed to be easier to live through now for Feliciano. He was sitting in a tree, listening to the birds chirping. Ludwig and Gilbert were at work so he was home alone.
He let out a yawn and crawled down the tree. His ears twitched when he heard the front door open. He ran in the house and into the living room. When he saw Ludwig he ran over and hugged.
"Welcome home Ludwig!" Feliciano said cheerfully. Ludwig smiled and petted him, earning a loud purr. He walked to the kitchen and Feliciano followed him. Feliciano watched as Ludwig prepared dinner.
A few minutes had passed when the front door opened again.
"I'm home," Gilbert called. He walked into the kitchen and looked at Feliciano. He smiled and ruffled his hair.
"How are you feeling Feliciano? Is Spring still bothering you?" he asked. Feliciano shook his head.
"Nope! I feel fine!" Feliciano said cheerfully. Gilbert laughed.
"That's good, though you were quite fun to mess with."
"You're so mean," Felici
SpainXNeko!Romano- A Second Chance Chapter 14
The next day, they were outside picking up the yard. Most of the town was outside, picking up what the tornado left behind. Lovino kept getting distracted and he would trip over big branches while Antonio laughed at how clumsy he was.
"Lovino, how about you take a rest? I can finish the rest of the yard on my own," Antonio said after Lovino tripped once again. Lovino just blushed and nodded. He walked over to the porch and sat down. He watched as Antonio continued to clean the yard. When Antonio finished, he walked over and ruffled Lovino's hair before taking the bag to the front of the house. Lovino got up and followed him.
"The garbage truck should be coming by later to pick up all the trash," Lovino heard the next door lady say to Antonio. Antonio was smiling at her and Lovino felt a bit jealous. Antonio walked back in and Lovino grabbed his wrist. Antonio looked at him.
"Is something wrong Lovino?"
"Why were you flirting with that girl?"
Antonio tilted his head, "What? I wasn't fli
PruCan- You Forgotten Me...Extra 1 Little Matthew Kirkland walked up to his best friend's, Gilbert Beilschmidt, house and ranged the doorbell. After a minute or so, Gilbert's father came out and let a small grin unto his face. "Ah, wilkomen Matthew." Gilbert's father greeted as he stepped out of the way for Mattie to walk in. "Gilbert is in his room." Mr. Beilschmidt said before walking away to god knows where. Matthew sighed before he walked into Gilbert's room.
"Birdie!" Gilbert called out from his bed. Gilbert had ended up with a fever due to falling into a river the day before, Matthew also fell in as well, but just ended up with a small cough. "Um…happy birthday, Bear." Matthew said and handed Gilbert the big box in his arms that he brought. Gilbert's eyes lighten in glee as he gripped the box tore off the wrapping paper. "Ah, Birdie! You shouldn't have!" Gilbert exclaimed as he pulled out the big plushie of Gilbird, who was sleeping in his cage. Suddenly, Gilbert pulled the Canadian in a big bear hug. "Danke B
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The next day, which was a Saturday, Gilbert made his way to Matthew's apartment. He didn't know that on the paper, it said weekends were a bad time to come. Gilbert groaned as he knocked on the door. He heard shuffling, then a very pissed off Matthew. "I thought today would be a good time to study." Gilbert reasoned, making Matthew sigh in annoyance. He got out his 'speaking' pad and wrote something. 'You dumb twat, I wrote I'm full for the weekends on the paper!' Matthew wrote, before locking his door and starting to walk away. Gilbert, being the curious guy he was, started to follow him.
After walking a couple blocks, Matthew entered a bookstore, not to Gilbert's surprise. A
mute guy working in a bookstore? A good match. Gilbert still walked in, only to see a mass multitude of book, but Matthew walked over to the kid's section, and was promptly hugged by a small girl. "Mattie! You're back!" The little girl said with glee, as Matthew keeled down and hugged her back. 'Nice to see you a
The Little Chapter One: Your Arms Around Me
Your Arms Around Me
"I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you."
Lyrics from Taylor Swift's 'Enchanted'
Let's go back to the beginning.
Alfred giggled and ran through the long grass in his new back yard, spinning around and not paying attention to the darkening sky. Until he tripped on his own two feet and came tumbling to the ground head-first.
A small screech escaped his lips and his hands met the ground before the rest of him, so that his face wouldn't end up smashed. He whimpered and sat up.
The sky was close to black, if it weren't for the moon and stars that looked like little holes in an old quilt. He shivered, his last thought reminding him of how cold it had gotten.
He lowered his gaze to find that all he could see around him was grass. Tall, yellow grass. He had known his backyard was big, but he hadn't know it was that big. He frowned and rubbed an eye.
What should he do now? Where should he go? It was impossible to tell. He stopped rub
My LoviI woke up that next morning, my bottom hurting, and a silver bull pendant around my neck. I stretched, gazing out the window, the amber rays of dawn spreading her fingers across the bedroom, illuminating the red walls. I looked to my left, and there was Lovino, with the softest smile tangible, and a tinge of pink across his cheeks. I got out of bed, walking a little stiff from the soreness, and walked to the bathroom. Once I had brushed my teeth, I came back to the bed, Lovino still lying there. I just watched for a moment, his chest rising and falling, his eyes closed ever so delicately, he never had a strain on his face, never a frown after every time that we....ehem....had a little fun at night. I climbed back into bed, pulling the covers over my naked body, not even thinking about putting boxers back on. I leaned over to him, barely stroking his cheek with my thumb, only for the rose in his face to turn redder.
"Toni-" he mumbled, I stopped just for a second in case he would wake u
Pirate!SpainXRomano - PretendingChapter 9
Now at Spain's apartment, the Italians looked around. Romano had a pained look on his face as he rubbed his wrist. It seems they are hurting him. Spain walked over to a box that wasn't fully unpacked. He pulls out a tube of medicine, "Romano..?"
"Hm..?" Romano looked over, "Um...si?"
"I have some medicine to help with the burns..."
"O-Okay..." Romano looks at the tube.
"Please hold out your wrist," Spain smiled. Romano nodded shyly and held out his wrist. The Spaniard then began to apply the medicine. Italy smiled as he watched.
The medicine was rather cold against his wounds but it felt good. Spain was so gentle. It made Romano blush. The Spaniard removed his hands, "Does it feel better?"
"Grazie," Romano smiled.
"Romano your face is red~" Italy beamed.
Spain and Italy laughed while the older Italian face palmed.
"Well I better start cooking now~" Spain got up, smiling.
Romano puffed out his cheeks, "You better..." As soo
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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