Hetalia - Axis Powers Fan Fiction ❯ Spain x Romano- Love Hurts ❯ Love Hurts Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

It's been five days since that incident with that dumb ass Spain. I still can't help but get mad every time I think about what he did and the things he probably did. Dammit, why can't I remember?

I started pacing back and forth trying to figure out what happened. All I could remember was waking up in my idiot brother's house after a weird dream to find that my pants were missing and that “Spain was here” written in sharpie near my.... Just thinking about it sent a chill down my spine.

I need to calm down, I thought to myself.

I can't let that bastard get to me, I can't let him piss me off like this. I know! I'll go bug that potato loving bastard; that always makes me feel better!

As I started getting ready to leave, my phone rang. It was Spain. I wanted to toss my phone at the wall just because Spain called this phone... But I still wanted to know what he did to me. I flipped open my phone and answered with a sigh.
“ Oi Romano!” That bastard.
“What do you want,” I said reluctantly.
“Can you come over?” Can I puke?
“What for you bastard?” something's not right.
“Cause you left your keys here!” My keys? But they're right on the keyra- SHIT!!!
“Dammit Spain, can't you come over here and drop them off?” I felt like I was going to combust!
“Sorry little buddy, but my hands are tied down at the moment.” What's that supposed to mean?
“What's so important that you can't come over?” I believe my eye started twitching.
“Harvesting the tomatoes of course!” I really wanna punch him.
“Dammit, fine I'll come over, but you ha-”...DAMMIT! That bastard hung up on me!
I shoved my phone in my pocket and stormed out the door. What the hell is that bastard up to? He can drop a bushel of tomatoes to drop off my keys can't he? I thought about that one for a moment. Well if he gives me a couple bushels I'll consider forgiving that bastard for hanging up, but I still want to know about last week. Dammit if only I could remember! I tried to start thinking about the incident again, but it kept pissing me off.

“DAMMIT WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER!” I yelled to the world as if it knew.

“Can't remember what?” That voice... I turned around to find Spain holding a bushel of tomatoes to his hip.

“It's none of your business you bastard! Now where are my keys?” I want to get away from here now.
“Left them in my house. Come on.” He turned his head towards his house. As we started walking towards the house all I could do was keep quiet. I really want to ask that bastard about last week, but I couldn't bring myself to say anything.
“Hey little buddy, you're pretty quiet today.” Just ignore him.
“Hey are you listening?” Just ignore him.
“Hey Romano!” Just igno- A loud bang broke through the air as something whistled past my head.
My heart started racing and the whole world just turned blurry. As I started regaining my normal vision, I saw that Spain had a gun in his hand.
“W-W-What the hell Spain!!!” That bastard nearly shot me!
“Well now that I got your attention, we're here!” Spain tossed his back as he pointed to his house.
I tried to step forward, but my body froze. I almost got shot at by that bastard! I began shaking all over. I looked down to see my hands shivering from anxiety. I should leave, I thought. I was about to take off until I felt my body being lifted from the ground and tossed over a shoulder.
“Well those keys won't come and get themselves now will they?” Spain!
He had me over his shoulder like a potato sack. Something about this feels familiar.
Wait a second! It just occurred to me that I'm practically vulnerable!
“Dammit Spain let me down!” I'm gonna get this bastard one day!
“Huh, but we're almost there.” I started steaming up.
“Oh? And where is 'There' exactly?” I want off now!
“Here!” I felt myself being set down onto something soft.
As I started looking around to see where I was, a dark cloth covered my eyes.
“Dammit Spain what is thi-” I was cut off as someone placed their lips over mine. Dammit and the only one here is Spain.
“I won't let you try and get away like you did last time.” I felt his voice as he placed his lips next to my ear.
“W-W-What do you mean last time?” I started feeling hot all over.
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“It's nothing.” What do you mean nothing? His voice rang in my ear again. I was hoping for a better answer.
“Spain, what are you going to do to me?” I wanted to know.
I felt something cold press itself against my face. It started to slide itself down to neck, then to my shirt collar, and then- I heard a slight rip come from somewhere.
“Romano, do you really want to know?” I felt his hand against my face. It slipped under the blindfold and pushed it up. His hand covered my eyes so that I still couldn't see.

“Do you really want to know?” Spain said again. Know what? My thoughts started to get cloudy and my body started to get hotter.

“Very well then.” What? What's going on? I heard a loud thunk and then Spain removed his hand from my eyes. I started opening my eyes to see where I was, but the room was so dim, I couldn't even begin to imagine where I was. I tried to move, but just as I did, Spain clamped my arms down.
“I told you, you're not even going to try and escape like you did last time.” My head started spinning. What the hell is going on? As I looked up, I saw Spain's face. He looked so serious. His face got closer to mine and then- Again; I felt Spain's lips against mine. They were so warm. I felt my mouth gape open as if in reflex. Without wasting any time, Spain rushed himself into my mouth. His tongue slowly rubbed up against mine. Back and forth. Over and under. He pressed his body up against mine and encircled his arms around me. Spain.
He lifted his head away from mine. His face still looked serious. He lowered his head to my. He placed his warm lips over my skin and kissed my neck gently. For some reason I started to get hotter. He began kissing my neck more violently and and- I felt like I was going to explode.
I looked down at Spain. Just as I did, he looked up at me and smiled. Spain lifted himself up and pulled a knife out from his shirt pocket, unsheathed it and stared at it for a moment before he turned his gaze to me me. What's going to happe- I felt myself being tugged up violently. My lips crashed up against his. He forced his way into my mouth this time and worked his way around me more violently. He then pushed me back from his forced kiss and back onto what I'm guessing is a bed. He took the knife he had and tore open my shirt. Buttons flew off into the darkness, a cold air flew onto my chest. I felt myself being tugged at again, but from my waist. Spain threw down his knife again and ripped open my pants. He tossed the knife away and began to strip down to nothing. Then he placed his body over mine. He lowered his head to my chest, brushing his lips over my skin just before they came down into a kiss. He kept kissing my cold chest for what seems like forever until he tossed my body over. Confused I tried to lift my head up, but Spain shoved it back onto the bed.
“W-W-What are you going to do?” I felt his hand slide over my back, rubbing it gently. Spain.
He slid his hand down my spine and down to my- I started getting hotter again.
“What are you going to do?” I had to know.
Spain pulled himself closer to me, his lips brushed against my ear and his warm breath sent chills down my body.
“Do you really want to know?” Yes, I needed to know. I turned my head towards him slowly.
“Yes.” That's all I could say. I felt Spain grab my face. He pulled his lips up to mine and kissed me gently.
“Then how 'bout I show you instead.” He said.
Spain pushed my head down back into the bed. In that instant I felt my entire body get hot. Spain!
He pushed himself into me further and further. My body felt like it was going to explode!
“Dammit!” I couldn't take it any more. Spain pulled himself away for a moment before he thrusted himself back into me.
“Why are you doing this?” I had to know, I needed to know. Just as I said that my entire body froze up. My head felt so hot, my hands were trembling, and my body started to shake. Spain!
“Do you really want to know?” know what? Oh yeah, why he was doing this.
“Yes.” Tell me, before I forget what I asked again. Spain thrusted himself into me again, this time more violently. He then pulled himself up to my ear again. His breath was more violent, more hotter.
“I'll tell you why I'm doing this.” He whispered into my ear before pulling himself back. W-W-What are you... Why are you do- I felt Spain thrust himself in me, out of me, over and over again. I got hotter and hotter. My body felt really tense, really hard. I grabbed the sheets. I can't take this any more! I feel like I'm going to explode! Just then I felt like my entire body was just released. Spain pulled himself out of me and turned and kissed me gently.
“The reason I'm doing this Romano, is so that you won't forget me.” Forget you? Why would I forget you? Spain?
“Spain?” I looked at him hoping to get an answer, but nothing. He got up and walked into the darkness. Spain? My head started to get heavy. I felt myself drift away, and in no time I-

My head hurts like crazy! What the hell happened? Where am I? I turned my body over, drug myself out of bed and switched on the lights. I looked around and noticed that this wasn't my room. Wait!!! If this isn't my room, then where the hell am I??? I looked back at the bed and noticed a huge ass lump. That can't be a pillow can it? I went over to the bed and pocked at the lump... It moved!!! I grabbed the sheets and tossed them on the ground, though I wish I hadn't. I really wished I hadn't. That tomato bastard was all curled up like a cat and naked!!! He fluttered his stupid eyes and finally got up.
“Oh Romano, you're awake.” I felt my eye start to twitch. He stumbled out of bed and headed over towards me. He looked down for a second before he lifted his head up and gave me smirk.
“Put some clothes on and lets go get some breakfast.” I felt my face get hot. I looked down at myself and realized that I was butt naked!!! My fists clenched together almost like in reflex.
“Spain!” The bastard turned his stupid glance towards me.
“I'M GONNA STRANGLE YOU!!!”