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Post by [x] Spain on May 13, 2012 21:08:45 GMT -5
Spain smiled as the afternoon sun warmed him. He always had an affinity for the outdoors and especially on a day like this. The weather was surprisingly comfortable for being in such a stereotypical-y cold place.
As he laid down in the grass with his ax next to him (in case some unwelcome company interrupted his nap), his eyes slowly closed and his arms became a pillow behind his head. This was just what he needed: some time alone with his thoughts.
Or really, some time alone with his thoughts of Romano.
He had heard that Italy was coming, but he hadn't heard anything about Roma. Worry never really settled in him ever, but he was honestly becoming worried about his precious love. The mafia was already bad at his house and with the state of the world as it was, that would only turn worse. He hoped that Roma would be okay.
But to be safe, he started sending up prayers because in this chaotic hell, that was one of the few things that might just help them.
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Post by [x] Romano on May 23, 2012 17:45:58 GMT -5
Romano trudged at the edge of the forest. He was tried he wanted food. And Spa- 'NOOOO BRAIN NO!' He had to cut off the thought of him... Spain. Damn tomato jerk managed to make his heart flutter when he saw him.... And some other things too. He walked down, and saw a smudge of color in the other green-brown of the ground. It was Spain.
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Post by [x] Spain on May 23, 2012 18:35:58 GMT -5
...inferiori, perduc in caelum omnes animas, praesertim eas, quae misericordiae....
How humbling. In the middle of the third Fatima prayer (in Church Latin, of course) Spain began to nod off. Try as he did to keep himself awake, the long nights of patrolling, fighting, training, cleaning, cooking, waking everyone up, making sure everyone was asleep and all of his other jobs were starting to finally take their toll.
So much, that even hearing something on the edge of the forest didn't alert him, which could be a potentially deadly mistake for the Spaniard.
Oh well. He needed his rest, and God seemed to be favoring him today.
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Post by [x] Romano on May 25, 2012 15:01:14 GMT -5
Romano sighed and started to walk over to Spain. He failed to relive that if he made no noise, the idiot might be startled. That was never good.....
He saw that Spain had slightly dark circles under his eyes. Like he did lots of work, and didn't sleep as often as he should..... He fanally got over to Spain and sat next to him.
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Post by [x] Spain on May 25, 2012 15:20:10 GMT -5
((Note: What's in italics is Spain's dream. ^^))
"Mmmmm... Roma...." Spain murmured, deep within his dreams. Trying to find a more comfortable position, he rolled over to his side and snuggled closer to whatever was the warm thing beside him.
Darkness. That's all that was around him. Everywhere he turned, there was just another wall of it. Yet for some reason, he wasn't worried. He just kept walking and walking. Though he wasn't sure of his destination, he knew he had to get there.
After what felt like forever, his dream suddenly shifted to a large, flower-filled field. The sweet smell of nectar hung in the air and he saw a familiar figure at standing at the end of it.
"Roma!" He called, picking up his pace and running faster to reach his beloved. Oh, how his heart burst to see him again, safe and sound-
But that's not what he looked like.
What seemed to be just a red shirt on his lover was really a white shirt, drenched in blood.
His blood.
A broken smile passed over Romano's face. "I'm sorry, Toni." Diamond tears streamed down his face and he held his bloodied hand over his heart. "I guess I'm not as strong as I thought-"
Time slowed down for both when the once passionate hazel eyes clouded over and dulled, losing their light and Romano slowly, slowly collapsing to the ground face first, a knife lodged in his back.
Something kept Spain's feet firmly planted, even though his entire being was forcibly ordering him to run over and check on him. But he couldn't muster the strength. All he could do was fall to his knees in disbelief and open his mouth for a final good-bye.
But even that didn't come. All that came was an inhuman scream.
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Post by [x] Romano on May 25, 2012 15:24:32 GMT -5
((W..... T..... F?!?!? That dream ;.; HDHDHCHJSBJSKAOANXOW)) Romano just sat for a while, but noticed Spain starting to twitch. He tried to shake him awake, but to no avail. Spain started to scream when Romano had to embrace Spain and cover his mouth with the hand that wasn't holding Spain in his clutch.
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Post by [x] Spain on May 25, 2012 15:36:49 GMT -5
((IT WORKED I'M SORRY. ;A; I thought that it'd be a good prompt for you... I'M NOT A BAD PERSON, I SWEAR))
Like a jolt of lightning electrified him, Spain shot awake, gasping for air and nearly pushing whoever was behind him to the ground.
Fear still ran through his veins and he struggled to calm himself down, but what really did it in for him were the familiar arms holding him, throwing him over the edge into hysterics.
"Lovino!" Spain tackled the younger to the ground in a massive hug, kissing him quickly in the process. "Oh thank the LORD you're alright! I was so worried!"
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Post by [x] Romano on May 25, 2012 18:05:22 GMT -5
(( XD I know you are!))
Romano was pushed to the ground, and then tackled. Fun. When Spain kissed him, however, his face turned a shade of red similar to a tomato. "Th-the hell are you so w-worried about?!" Romano refrained from shouting- that would be an invite to zombies. Spain had fear in his eyes, which confused Romano. What happened?
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Post by [x] Spain on May 25, 2012 19:47:24 GMT -5
"You, of course!" With the force of a hurricane, Spain's mouth just went off. "I had heard your brother was coming but I hadn't heard about you so I didn't know if you were alright or not and I know how tough the mafia is and I know that with the way the world is now it'd be even tougher and I had a nightmare where you were killed right in front of me so I started freaking out even more because I didn't know where you were and I'M JUST SO HAPPY YOU'RE HERE!" Not even letting Romano have time to respond, he tightened his hold on him for the fear that something would come by and take his precious love away from him again. All that he wanted to do was to hold the younger and never let go.
Perhaps God would be kind enough to grant him at least this moment.
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Post by [x] Romano on May 25, 2012 20:16:53 GMT -5
Romano's mouth nearly fell to the floor. All he got from that was "Mafia- killed- You" Romano hugged Spain and rocked back and forth. To calm him down. He inhaled and asked- "OK, what?" He might need to add to that. "Please explain slower."
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Post by [x] Spain on May 25, 2012 21:16:34 GMT -5
Spain's mind was moving in about a hundred different directions and he felt about to burst. But Romano's gentle rocking calmed him down just enough to be able to comply. "I hadn't heard anything about you. I heard that Veneziano was coming, but no one mentioned anything about when you were arriving." He closed his eyes and placed his shaking hands on Romano's. "Plus, I know your situation with the mafia and all... and with the world as it is now, I had a feeling it only grew worse." A shaky sigh escaped his lips and he snuggled closer to Romano. "And to top it off, I had a nightmare where..." He didn't want to say it. It hit too close to home. Instead of being strong and keeping his voice level, it dropped to a shallow whisper. "Where you were standing in front of me, covered in blood, and you fell to the ground with a knife in your back." A small, unbidden tear traced his tanned cheeks and he hurriedly wiped it away. What was he crying for? He had to be strong. There was no use for tears; the would only make Romano worry instead. No, his tears would never fall again. Not until he had a good enough reason to. "I was so worried about you, Lovino." He smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes and kissed Romano on the forehead. "You have no idea how much..."
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Post by [x] Romano on May 28, 2012 16:58:38 GMT -5
((I.... This responds most likely sucks crap....))
Romano absorbed the information as best he could. So Spain was worried, and quite worried at that. But Romano wouldn't let Spain be consumed by horrid dreams and unneeded worries. He blushed ever-brighter when Spain kissed his forehead. He once more pulled Spain into a hug once more, so he could prove to Spain, he was there. "Where here now, isn't that all that matters?" He asked.
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Post by [x] Spain on May 28, 2012 17:24:20 GMT -5
((NOOOO. DON'T SAY THAT. ;A; *hugs you and never lets go*))
Ah, that was just want Spain needed to hear. Something short, sweet, and completely true. "Si, si you are..." He took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around Romano, nuzzling his face into the crook of the younger's neck. "Thank God you are..."
He just wanted to stay like that forever and never move.
"Roma," He finally spoke up, though still not wanting to change their position. "Just shout when you want to head up to the warehouse."
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Post by [x] Romano on May 28, 2012 17:32:22 GMT -5
((Can we go eat ice cream?))
Romano smiled when Spain hugged him back, and laughed when he started to nuzzle his neck. "Oi, Th-that tickles!" He frowned at the other's words. He really DID NOT want to move. "I'm pretty content with just sitting here with you...." Said Romano, sighing happily. Relaxing with Spain when the world was dying.... An awesome way to go, huh?
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Post by [x] Spain on May 28, 2012 18:22:33 GMT -5
((Yes. Let's~))
Once again, Spain thanked the Lord for having a mind-reading partner. "Whatever you want, mi cielo." He was really tired anyway, so being able to relax like this is just what he needed.
In fact, he could almost fall asleep again. "Wake me up if I nod off, okay~?" He asked, flopping to his side and pulling Romano down with him. It was much more comfortable if they were both laying down anyways.
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