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Spamano (Spain X S. Italy/Romano)

It was just one of those nights where Romano couldn't go back to sleep. Earlier that night he had the same horrible nightmare he's been having alot lately and was left shaking and crying to himself. He figured his former care taker, Spain, couldn't hear him since he was already asleep in the next room so Romano let himself cry. Little did he know a certain Spaniard awoke to his crying and got up quietly.

The Spanish nation slid his slippers on and walked to Romano's room, knocking on the door quickly,"Lovi? Are you okay in there? I hear crying."

The younger nation froze and tried to steady his voice,"I-Its nothing you-a stupid tomato bastard, I-Im-a fine." Damn his voice for cracking. Spain sighed and opened the door, seeing that Romano crying the Spanish man hurried over and hugged Romano. "Lovi, por que no me dices que algo no esta bien?"

The former colony cried into the older's shirt,"Sh-shut up! I h-had a nightmare, th-that's-a all." The Spaniard stroked Romano's hair to calm him down,"it was only a nightmare Lovino, it wasn't real" Romano punched Spain softly," I-I know-a that. I'm just-a scared that it-a will come true" Antonio sighed and kissed Romano's cheek softly,making the younger blush,"tell me what it was about for favor mi tomate"

The younger male hiccuped softly and steadied his breathe before telling Spain about his dream, knowing every detail.

~Dream Time~
It was dark.....I felt like I was being dropped. I opened my eyes and saw that I was sinking in water, I couldn't move much less cry out so I just closed my eyes. Someone pulled me out and lifted me over their shoulder. I couldn't move so why bother to struggle? I was seated in a chair and was tied to it.

After what seemed like hours I opened my eyes again and had the strength to move and speak. I looked around but couldn't see anything, I started struggling under the restraints and heard shuffling and struggling on other people. I also heard whimpers and other scared noised. A voice then called out,"Romano, love. I see you've awaken."

I frowned and kept silent. "I see, well I want something from you." The voice spoke. I glared at nothing and still kept quiet. It spoke again,"I see you're giving me the silent treatment, that's not very nice sweetie. Beside that, I want control of all of Italy. My friends and I already took control of Asia, the Americas and half of Europe. So, are you going to hand over all of Italy?" (Guess who's the voice! First one to get it right here gets a hug and a cookie ^-^)

I just glared harder at nothing and clenched my fists, remaining quiet. The heard the voice again,"Well love, if you aren't going to talk. I guess I'll have to make you"

Just then a a couple lights shined on a few people who looked terrified and beaten up. Looking closer I froze in disbelief. Those people were that pervert France, America, Canada, England, Russia, Prussia, Japan, China, that potato bastard, my brother Feli, and......Spain.

I started shaking and hadn't realized till that moment that I was crying. All those people that knew me. That I had considered friends. Were right in front of me, bloodied and bruised. I looked around, hatred beaming from my eyes,"Where the fuck are you, you fucking bastard?!"

The voice spoke again, this time with a deadly tone,"sorry poppet, I don't really like that potty mouth of yours." After that was said a person walked. Out of the shadows, he looked like France but very different. Like an altered version of himself. That second France walked over to the real France and stabbed him in the heart, somehow killing him. I gasped and shook my head,"What the fuck is-a going on, let me-a the fuck go you-a crazy assholes!"