Found~Spamano

Chapter eleven

After that newspaper incident, I was beginning to let myself worry about what other things that weren't there anymore. Even if I really tried not to,

I-a still worried for my half.

I had not told Feli, since I-a knew it would upset him much, but I began to think about what would happen if I-a disappeared.

As I contemplated these thoughts, Feli dragged me to all kind of events that had his side and my side together.

I'm-a sure he had found the newspaper, but it-a did make me feel a lot better that he did so.

Yet, my mind kept wandering back to the newspaper.

I-a really didn't want to look at it again, but as soon as we returned back to our house, I hurried to the table I-a was sitting at earlier. I-a grabbed it and flipped through it, looking urgently through it, re-reading every single word all the way to the back of the whole damn paper.

Nothing!

I-a even read the obituaries! Which, I-a was a little sad reading them of course.

I-checked everywhere on the damned paper, but nothing. So, I gave up and pretended that it was a mistake by the editors. Just a mistake!

Right..?

I-a planned on making a call to the local newspaper place before I realized something. I-a only had two days until I-a would be back with that stupido Tomato Bastard! If only I could turn back-a time!

Dammit....Dammit...DAMMIT!

The more I thought about being there again, the more the time seem to fly by.

Feli did his-a best to distract me, but it was worthless. I was-a leaving.

~

The day I-a left was a sad one. Feli was bawling his little eyes out and tried to drag me back inside, to which that Musical Bastard pull me away.

I stomped towards the car where Spain stood waiting for me. He smiled and waved merrily at me, to which I just ignored him and slammed the car door shut after getting in it.

I watched Feli with sad eyes as he waved sadly at me, to which I sadly returned.

As Spain drove away, I turned my back to see Feliciano one last time, just to make sure he knows I'll be back. And hopefully, soon.

~

I awoke in the car as I felt a poke on my shoulder. I groggily turned towards Spain as he grinned happily.

"Thank-a goodness you're back! We have so much to catch up and blah blah blah~"

Yeah I-a tuned out after that. I just kept thinking of how sad I felt, but something else was bothering me as well.

That stupid newspaper!

"....Romano?"

I blinked and shook my head, before my eyes landed on the bastard.

"Yeah?"

"You-a okay? You seem...distant. What are you-a thinking about?"

"Nothing bastard." I sighed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Now drop it." I muttered and we arrived back to out stupido house once more.

I exited the car and stomped my way up to the door, before throwing it open, and collapsing on the couch. I-a heard the bastard chuckle before I heard his steps on the way to his room, before hearing him quietly shut it.

I laid there on the couch for an hour, just-a thinking about the newspaper and my country.

It-a really was beginning to scare me.

I thought about my side of Beautiful Italy, but my eyes widened for a moment.

Does...everyone else think that Feliciano is just the full country of Italy?! That I was the forgotten one? The second best?! That-a can't happen! 

I began hyperventilating and sat up discreetly, running hands after hands through my hair, trying to-a process what was happening to me. I-a can't disappear...I can't stop existing. I haven't done much on this-a earth!

I never even found love yet! This-a can't happen! I don't want to die!

As I sat there, freaking out about-a everything, when a thought popped into my head.

'Maybe you already found love and you haven't noticed it stupid.'

I jumped and looked around.

"Where the hell did-a that come from?!" I asked myself quietly, when I noticed the sun was beginning to come up.

'I must've been freaking out so much, I-a did it through the night.' I thought as I laid back down on the couch.

"So who the hell did I fall for huh?" I asked myself.

Myself didn't reply. So I-a waited, and waited for an answer.

"Who...?" I wondered out loud.

"Who what?" A voice said as I heard steps into the living room.

I gasped and almost screamed.

"YOU IDIOT! Don't-a scare me like that!" I half-yelled at a amused Spain.

"Well! I just wanted to ask how your sleep was Lovi!" He said cheerfully before chuckling and leaving the room to the kitchen.

I grumbled a bit before another damn thought popped into my head.

'Who do you think genius? You just talked to him after all.'

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yelled before covering my mouth.

"Lovi! What did I tell you about swearing!" The bastard called from the kitchen.