Under the Same Sky ((Romano))

[[x] Romano]

((Yay!!! *Gets out ice cream*))

Romano sighed and yelPed when he was pulled down I to an embrace on the ground. He blushed and muttered about how it was fine. Or something like that. He noted how Spain didn't want to sleep, most likely because he didnt want another nightmare. "Yea yea, whatever." He droned.

[[x] Spain]

((*noms on ice cream with you* :3 By the way, are you typing on your iPod or something, because there's a lot of strange typos in your post. o.o))

With a soft smile, Spain snuggled closer to Romano. He needed the other's warmth. Not only because it was getting cold out, but also because he just needed the reassurance. There was no way he'd be able to get any rest of he was still freaking out. But Romano was here, in one piece, safe and sound like he should be.

And, of course, with him.

Just knowing that everything would be alright gave Spain enough confidence to close his green eyes and take a much needed break.

[[x] Romano]

((How did you know about my iPod?!? Derh..... Yea. *dumps tons of sprinkles on ice cream* Perfect! Oh, and this was so freaking late because I had no idea what to say......))

Romano felt safe again. He was relived that Spain was safe, and they were together once more..... But he still had his fratello to worry about..... Damn. And then zombies.... What if Spain or Italy or himself got bitten! Then they would be seperated... Alone.... He felt like slapping himself. 'I need to stop being pessimistic.....'

But he felt Spain get slightly heavier and relized that he was about to fall asleep. But then Romano would have to be alone..... At least he would get cuddle time with Spain.... Just the thought made him blush- in a happy way, though....

[[x] Spain]

((I kept waiting for the Zombie Mod to come on and be all "WAKSK NO. NO CUTE. ZOMBIES. ALL ZOMBIES." XDDD And because I get typos like that on mine. XD))

Before Spain could completely nod off, there was one thing he had to do. With another smile, he tugged on Romano's sleeve.

"Roma~" He noted the slight blush on the other's face. "Lay with me~" He innocently asked. He loved being next to the Italian, but would rather have him in his arms (or the other way around, he didn't mind). Plus, it would make him feel a little safer. "Por favor~"

[[x] Romano]

((Lol. But I think that that would cause people stalkING the thread to get mad~ and that would suck. "NO ZOMBIES. CUTE FTW." I say!))

Romano looked down at Spain, who woke up again. His eyes widened at the request. His blush increased 98%, and all cuteness was on overdrive.

He loved being in Spain's arms (or the other way around), so would he say no? Would the Yaoi fangirls lt him? He wondered what the hell Yaoi was, anyway. Hungary and Japan talked about it, but whatever.

Getting back to the problem ((GUTTER-MINDED PEEPS SHUT UP-!)), he sighed and lay down, till tomato-red.... Like always...... "If it makes you happy, jackass."

[[x] Spain]

((Yeah, I agree. And I hope this works. ;A; ))

"Yay~!" Wasting no time, Spain wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close. "Muchas gracias, mi Romanito~" Thank you very much, my little Romano~

Resting his chin on top of the Italian's soft brown hair, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes again. Everything was alright now. He had Romano and everything would be fine, just like always. They would make it through together, no matter what.

[Zombies]

((You jinxed it and didn't zombie-proof your thread. I regret nothing.))

A cold wind blew across the plains, carrying with it the smell of decay and death, and the sound of shuffling feet and moans. It wasn't loud, but strong enough to be at least barely perceivable. Soon enough, zombies were stumbling out of the forest, rotten eyes scouring the plains for any sight of something that could potentially become their dinner. The band of a dozen zombies, small enough to be harmless if tackled carefully, dispersed for a moment as the smell of fresh meat wafted into their half-missing half-decayed noses. And then, as one of them spotted the bright beings full of life curled up together on the dying grass, they gave a loud screech, together as one, and converged, instincts going into overdrive as they snapped their jaws emptily, expecting flesh between their rotten teeth soon.

[[x] Spain]

((You can zombie-proof threads?! How on earth do we do that?!))

Spain's green eyes shot open at the sound of the screech. Sleep could wait.

It could definitely wait.

He jolted upright, reaching for his axe and jumping up. "Sorry, Roma. Looks like we'll have to take a little siesta later~!" He apologized, quickly kissing Romano on the forehead. The second he turned away, his cheerful smile was gone and it was replaced with a deep-set glare.

"Vamos a bailar?"

[Zombies]

((It was in the rules, under the section about zombies. I still regret nothing.))

The zombies only took the glint of the axe as another sign that their prey was alive and theirs for the taking. Uncaring of anything else, eyes set ont he prize, they stumbled towards the two nations, massing around them quicker than they should have.

If what Spain had said was true, then this would indeed be a lethal, dangerous dance, led by the Nations and the zombies, both fighting for dominance. And they would dance to survive, accompanied by the music of the undead's moans and the squelching of ripping skin.

The zombies attacked.

[[x] Romano]

((YOU BUTTNUGGET. Regret nothing? The fangirls will have thier way.... And how do you zombie-proof threads?!))

Romano shot up along with Spain, hearing the moans and smelling the decay. He nodded at what Spain said. As soon as Spain looked away, he glared at the mob of undead. Nobody interrupts his snuggle-time with Spain...... Nobody! Now hell will have to be paid. Romano stood up, and reached toward Spain. He had immpressive amounts of hatred in his eyes. "Wanna kill stuff?" Not very nice, but Romano was now pissed.

Romano took swings with his Greatsword- like sword. He knew this wouldn't kill them, but immobilization was his best bet, for many zombies were present.

((I can see this happening.... See the reverence? Well? *shot shot*))

[EDIT: Why do people update and I do not see?! And I must see the section.....]

[[x] Spain]

((I actually kinda like this turn of events. ^^ Makes things interesting.))

"You don't have to ask twice."

Spain's green eyes were more serious than they had been in centuries. Every step was as carefully planned as a chess master's moves. He looked around, dodging the oncoming undead with ease, while taking out as many as he could. He spun, ducked, thrusted and sliced. If one took away the fighting, the blood and the rotting flesh, it would look like just another of his fast-paced dances.

Yet there was more at stake here than there ever was on the dancefloor.

The Spaniard not only kept a close eye on his various opponents, but also on his companion. Having Romano be injured wasn't even ON his wanted list. And if any of the zombies even THOUGHT about touching him there would be hell to pay.