Stormy Skies [Landy]

[[x] Netherlands]

For a moment, Netherlands just stared at the other man, in shock. So, all of this time... He had been torturing himself for nothing? Groaning, he just squeezed Spain's hand in return. He would waste no time again, neither he would let the other escape or think twice to say it had been just a joke.

Quickly, he grabbed his hand and pulled him up, not minding his wounds, just wrapping a strong arm around his waist and kissing him deeply, clashing their lips together messily as his tongue tried to invade the other's mouth already.

[[x] Spain]

[*dies* I-I can't... I'm sorry in advance if this is bad. ;w; I'm flipping out too much and it's really early in the morning for me.]

The split-second of pain from being pulled up by his bad arm was quickly ignored when the Spaniard's senses were completely overtaken by the sudden kiss forced upon him. He didn't despise it though, and welcomed the curious tongue into his mouth. He fell upon the arm supporting him, using it to take away the pain of trying to balance on his own. Though he could feel some of his wounds protest from the action, he really didn't care. He just wanted to be lost in the moment, passionately kissing the man he loved.

But the pain couldn't be ignored for long and he had to break away.

"I-I'm sorry, Landy..." He winced a little, feeling a small trickle of blood from a newly reopened wound drip down near his neck and another on his left shoulder. "But I don't think I'm in good enough shape for this..." Even though he really didn't do much, he found himself breathing heavily and just wanting to fall over. He laughed weakly and rested his head against the Dutchman's chest, calming down significantly at the comforting sound of another beating heart. "Can we just stay like this for a little while?"

[[x] Norway]

(YES FINALLY!!!!!!!!DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG THAT I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS?! Ceiling norway is happy.......)

[[x] Netherlands]

"I'm sorry" Netherlands muttered, licking his own lips and hugging Spain on a more gently way, breathing heavily.

His heart was racing like a rabbit's, and he had to take a few good breathes before calming down, letting his guard open and not noticing they were not alone.

[[x] Spain]

"Don't be." Spain closed his eyes, nuzzling closer to the warm body in front of him. He let a small smile grace his lips, even though the other couldn't see it.

But the smile quickly faded as he heard something on the edge of his senses.

Footsteps. And not very welcome ones.

"Of all the times...." He whispered, so desperately wanting to pull away, but enjoying the feeling too much to actually go through with it. "Don't react too fast, but we have some unwelcome company." The Spaniard kept his voice low as not to attract even more unwanted attention. "There's at least one to your right. I'm not sure how many more; I could only hear one set of shuffling."

Inwardly, he cursed. He just had to be injured right now and pretty much unable to help. Granted, he did feel better after getting that huge weight off his chest and resting (and also simply hugging Netherlands) but that didn't mean that he was prepared to fight for any extended amount of time. He'd be able to fight for a little while, but not for long.

[[x] Netherlands]

Upon hearing what Spain said, Netherlands, turned, shielding the other man with his body and looking for his weapon on his things. Like always, he carried a crowbar with him.

"Stay behind me. I'll distract them" he hissed to the other man, noticing one behind a tree and at least another two far away. Damn, he didn't know how long he'd be able to fight alone with those things. Spain certainly couldn't fight.

"I'll distract them" he repeated "And you'll run to the safe house for help, got it?"

[[x] Spain]

Spain looked around for his own weapon while keeping a close ear on the shuffling. "Do you really think I'd make it that far like this?" He shot back lowly, trying to edge closer to his weapon on the ground. "By the time I made it there, who knows what would happen to you."

He shook his head, breaking away slowly and picking up his axe while watching the motions of the zombies: "I might not be much help, but I'm not leaving you to fend for yourself."

[[x] Netherlands]

Netherlands gritted his teeth, thinking on a quick way to convince Spain of that. Spain was in no conditions to fight, and the odds that he'd get hurt if he tried were high. He would not be able to concentrate on fighting if he also had to concentrate on protecting Spain.

"Listen, you'll only be a burden if you stay here!" He used harsh words to try and see if he convinced him "You can't fight, I can't possibly fight for you and for me. Run away and get us help" he hissed.

If only he could get those nasty things to chase after him and forget about Spain, then maybe Toni could make it to the safehouse. That is, if there weren't more on his way.

"I'll run to that big oak over there" He pointed "And I'll climb on it, get someone to help me the- WATCH OUT!"

Unfortunately, he didn't get to finish his sentence as he was attacked by one of the... "things", really hideous things, it was the first time he got to see one of them ever since he arrived... they were horrible!

The thing tried to jump on them, and he had to use all his strenght to hit it with the crowbar, taking the head off with one quick swing.

[[x] Spain]

In a sort of twisted, lucky way, Spain heard more coming and surrounding them, especially after hearing the yelling that Netherlands was doing. Really, why did he have to try and get him to do something completely different!?

With a small grunt, he swung his axe around, ignoring the protesting his previous wounds were doing. "Listen, even if I wanted to, I really can't." Pausing to catch his breath a little, he shifted himself so he was watching the other's back. "There's a whole group surrounding us and with our luck so far, probably more on the way. It's hard enough taking a few on your own - take my word for it."

With a heave, he slit another's forehead clean off and managed to kick it away. "But if I get the chance... I'll try. No promises."

[[x] Netherlands]

Well, now they were really fucked up. A whole group? Was there even a way to survive that? Frowning to himself, Netherlands simply nodded, taking his word on that. Spain had been there for longer, after all.

Now, if only they had a way to call for help... He was so suggesting England made some walk talks or the likes.

"Alright... So we have to take them all down on ourselves?" He asked, hitting another one that tried to throw itself on them, splaying brains all over the grass.

Disgusting.

[[x] Spain]

With another swing, Spain knocked over another one and kept them a safe distance away. "Si." He simply replied, already feeling everything in his body wanting to shut down. His normally quick steps were heavy and his reaction times were considerably slower. At least he knew he'd survive.

Though deep down he knew they could've gotten backup much easier had he remembered to grab a walkie-talkie on his way out, but his entire focus was on getting out of the warehouse; he didn't even think twice about it. This whole mess was his fault in a way...

No, now's not the time to be sinking in self-pity, Toni. He reminded himself, refocusing on the battle at hand. What needs to happen is that you need to protect him with everything you can, no matter what happens to you.

[[x] Netherlands]

Netherlands, on his side, just ran, away, trying to get the monsters to get away from Spain. He would sacrifice himself for the man to have a chance.

"Run, Antonio!" He yelled, trying to beat the zombies away.

[[x] Spain]

"Lars!" Spain turned, resisting the urge to pull him back. The running was a good idea, but zombies typically go after the injured or sick or whoever's closer.

Which would be him.

At least his wounds healed a decent amount (that was one of the perks of being a nation, he could heal quickly) but not fully. So he could run, just not as well as normal.

"AYE DIOS MIO, ERES UN IDIOTA!!" The Spaniard roared, following after him, all the while cussing in his native tongue. "You can't just leave me like that and expect me to keep up with you! I'm not exactly in top form right now, if you hadn't noticed!"

Rolling his eyes, he did his best to keep up with Netherlands, all the while keeping his eyes darting between the blue and white scarf and spiky blonde hair ahead of him, and the monstrous and decaying zombies behind him.

[[x] Netherlands]

Oh sorry I thought everyone knew D:

You better feel, it's just once in a purple and glittery moon that I'm up to reply xD

[[x] Spain]

[Wrong thread, conejito. XD]