The man walked with a stretcher in (sorry but I don't know if stretcher is the right word for Bahre but I hope its okay for you) and laid it on the ground. "Put him on the stretcher", ordered the man and looked to Antonio. Antonio nodded, took Romano bridal style and laid him on the stretcher. The men took him and brought him into the ambulance.
"Can I go with him?", asked Antonio the man. He nodded and walked into the ambulance. Antonio walked then to Feleciano who was crying like a waterfall. "Feleciano? I go with your brother. I'll see you later.",he said and walked back to the ambulance.
"Vee~", he cried out. "Bitte stop crying. You're brother will be fine. I promise!" Then he sniffed and looked at Germany. "Really?~"
"Yeah... We can drive to the hospital and then you can see your brother. Okay?", he asked and Feleciano nodded. The both walked to the car and drove to the hospital. As they arrived at the hospital, they ran to the lady at the counter. "Hello, can we see Romano Vargas?", asked Germany politely. At first she looked at them with a skeptical look on her face. "Who are you two?", she asked. "I'm his brother and this is my boy-", he was cut off as Germany held his hand on Felecianos mouth. "F-friend! He wanted to say friend!", he laughed and blushed.
She nodded then. "You can see him. He's in room 302"
"Thank you", said Feleciano before he pulled Germany to the room, where Romano should be. He knocked on the door and both walked in. They saw Antonio sitting on a chair next to Romano. "Fratello?", asked Feleciano and shook his shoulder. Romano turned then his back to his brother and coughed into his fists.
"Fratello? What's wrong?" Feleciano now was ready to cry and Antonio sighed. Spain stood up and turned Romano so that they could see him. He looked like he was in pain. "Romano Lovino Vargas!", Antonio began. "Pleaseee~ Say what's wrong?!" Romano groaned and closed his eyes. "Pleasee~", Antonio pleaded annoying. He sighed and answered:"F-fine"
"M-my stomach h-hurts!" This confused the others. Romano's breath was heavily and his cheeks were flushed with a red colour. "Roma? Roma!", he said louder and shook him. But no response. "U-uh", was the only thing that came out of his mouth.
Then Antonio stopped shaking him. "Leave me a-alone!", he tried to scream but it was only a whisper. His throat felt like it was on fire.
"B-but Fratello!?", Feleciano half cried as he looked with his puppy eyes to his brother. Suddenly Germany laud his hand on Feleciano's shoulder and said:"I think we should leave him alone like he said. We can visit another time. And if you want we can go eat Pasta and Wurst?!"
He wiped then the tears out of his face and nodded. Then he walked to his brother, hugged him and said ciao. Now in the room were only Romano and Spain.
"Roma?~ Please say what's wrong? I'm so worried about you! Pleasee?~", he asked. Romano only grunted and opened his eyes. "L-like I s-said y-you tomato b-bastard! My stomach h-hurts!"
"Aww my little Loviii~", he said laid himself next to Romano and hugged him. Spain rubbed circles on Romano's stomach. After a few moment his cheeks became a green colour and Romano turned his head and burried it in Antonio's chest.
Antonio noticed something was wrong. "Hey, what's wrong me amor?", he asked with worry in his voice. "Ugh", Romanp only said before his hand flew to his mouth. "Wait up!", Antonio told him. Antonio stood then up and took the dustbin from the corner. He helped Romano to sit up and held the dustbin under Romano's head. He began to gag and cough meanwhile Antonio rubbed circles on his back.
Then he began to vomit. After few minutes he stopped and leaned against Antonio. This worried Antonio. He touched with the back of his hand on Romano's forehead. "Its a bit hot but it's not that bad" Antonio laid himself back with Romano and drifted into sleep.
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Romano Sick
FanfictionHey Guys :D This Story is about Romano or South Italy who gets very sick so Spain has to take him to the hospital. Will he survive? This story is also from or was from my Fanfiction account. Maybe I'm going to post it again on my new account. I don'...