Definitely Memory Loss [8/?]
anonymous
February 26 2010, 06:33:52 UTC
The doctors had left twenty minutes ago… Romano was starting to worry about Spain. Surely he couldn’t have hurt himself so badly jumping under the bed that he’d lost consciousness. He was aggravating, yes, and stupid. But not that stupid.
Wait.
Where was that rustling coming from?
Romano would later swear that the noise he made was a manly grunt of surprise, and not the high pitched squeal of terror produced only by awkward teenage boys whose little sisters have saved over every ‘Call of Duty’ slot in the Wii, in order to make room for ‘My Ballet Studio.’ Spain didn’t notice the noise, so there was no one to challenge Romano’s claim, except for every other person with functional hearing within a two kilometer radius of the hospital.
“Did you know how hard it is to get pants off and tights on when you’re trapped underneath a bed?”
“Never. Do that. Again.“What was that, Romano
( ... )
Definitely Memory Loss [9/?]
anonymous
February 26 2010, 06:41:46 UTC
Romano held the small little dress made of pale green fabric. It was spotless, unlike Spain’s roughed up attire, and even had tiny little embroidered detailing around the hem. Only those little flowers made of thread showed any aging at all. It was a pretty little thing, but Romano couldn’t help but dislike it. He didn’t know why; maybe it was something to do with his memories.
Spain pressed something else into Romano’s hands. “Here, Romano. This goes with it. There’s supposed to be a headscarf, too, but Veneziano couldn’t find it. It must have been misplaced over the years.” Spain stepped back, and proudly surveyed the half-country on the bed. He really looked like something was supposed to happen now.
“A little girl’s dress and apron? How are these supposed to be important to me? Do I have a sister you didn’t tell me about? A daughter?”
A flash of something crossed Spain’s face. “No, you don’t have a sister. And no children that I’m aware of, although after you left me, you didn’t visit for a really long time. So I suppose it’s
( ... )
Anon, you have no idea how excited I am every time I see this fic updated. D: I AM REALLY EXCITED RIGHT NOW. The dark tone doesn't ruin it at all for me. AT ALL.
Spain. SO. ADORABLE. I swear to god, Spain is the cutest character EVER. I hope he goes through a bit more hell for the sake of returning Romano's memories so that when he DOES remember, he'll have to make it up to Spaaaain <3
ROCK ON ANON. BECAUSE SHITTTT I love this fic to bits I could eat it and swallow it whole and kiss it and tuck it into bed and tell it nursery rhymes D:
Re: Definitely Memory Loss [9/?]
anonymous
February 26 2010, 10:55:05 UTC
Spain brightened. So did the room (really, what was up with those lights?).
Oh, Spain. You might just be the cutest thing in existence.
Romano is being a bit mean in this part, isn't it? But then again, I'd probably be a bit angry at his place too - the people around him haven't been exactly helpful.
Re: Definitely Memory Loss [9/?]
anonymous
February 26 2010, 17:34:17 UTC
Maybe he had hit himself on the head on purpose. Just to get amnesia and forget these morons. “What’s wrong with you? We’re not the same person. I don't remember anything, and even I can figure that out. God, I bet I have a shitload of complexes, all from you. How good do you think the shrinks are around here?” God, I'm loving Romano's inner monologue. And this dialogue is kind of brilliant; it's typically rude and blunt, but strangely ... honest, I guess? Romano is just so very .. the word "素直" comes to mind, but I don't know how to translate it. In this case, I mean "honest with AND about himself". Shocking!
Hm, care to share what that other fill is, though? I'm curious now! :D?
Author here
anonymous
February 27 2010, 01:38:44 UTC
Thanks! I've been trying to make sure that I write amnesiac!Romano and not just plain!Romano. A big difference between the two, I think, is a lack of some mind-to-mouth filters in the former. Whereas the latter would subconsciously feel the need to be defensive/cruel, amnesiac!Romano just reponds with his real emotions. For the most part. And Google Translate tells me that "素直" translates to 'straightforward', which sounds about right. Very shocking.
Weeeeeellll, I'll give you some clues: It's got all the characters and pairings that have appeared in this fill (plus 10 or so) and it's a really freaking long AU.
Re: Author here
anonymous
February 27 2010, 13:19:46 UTC
Weeeeeellll, I'll give you some clues: It's got all the characters and pairings that have appeared in this fill (plus 10 or so) and it's a really freaking long AU.
It's like a porn scavenger hunt! ♥ Actually, I think it's in my bookmarks! Perhaps! XD
OP still loves you.
anonymous
February 27 2010, 08:33:07 UTC
By a lot. THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST THINGS TO GET ONTO THE COMPUTER FOR. YOU ARE AMAZING.
That’s it, he had decided. Spain’s default mode wasn’t ‘hopeful’ and it wasn’t ‘confused’ either: it was just plain stupid.
I read this line and it brightened up my day like woah. :'D Oh, Spain. And the dress? SO CUTE. I like the shift from hilarious to saddening to what you say I can expect to be fuzzy. ;D OP IS EXCITED, ANON. AND SHE LOVES YOU.
Definitely Memory Loss [10/?]
anonymous
February 27 2010, 22:21:39 UTC
Romano spent the better part of the next hour flipping through the channels on the TV in the corner of his room. So far, it had been working fairly well as a distraction technique.
“…In other news, the rain in Spain has been falling heavily everywhere for the past eighteen hours. Authorities are calling it a national emergency. We go now to our correspondent in Madrid…”
The injured nation carefully turned off the television, and carefully threw the remote in the direction of the spare bed. This was not his fault. So what if Spain was overly emotional? If he really was a whole country, he’d get over it
( ... )
Definitely Memory Loss [11/?]
anonymous
February 27 2010, 22:25:46 UTC
Germany began to feel very, very tired. Veneziano had a radar in his head for that sort of thing, and so made the immediate suggestion that “Ve! We should all go home and have a siesta and then some pasta and then we can come back later and maybe Romano will be all better then!”
Frankly, it was the best idea so far.
“Wait.” It was Japan. He walked around to Romano’s side, looking as forceful and as serious as Death. “Sometimes, the brain is like a remote.”
“Ve, because it can turn on?”
“Because both have a basis in electronic systems?”
“I don’t understand…” Romano agreed with Spain. Not that he’d ever let the other know that.
Japan fervently shook his head. “No, everyone. The brain is like a remote in that sometimes you just have to hit it for a little while to get it to work again.”
Wait a second…
SMACK!
“Japan!” “How dare you…!” ”VE JAPAN JUST KILLED BIG BROTHER AGAIN BUT I DON’T WANT TO BE ITALY ALL BY MYSELF!”
Ow.
Ow.
For such a small looking nation, Japan could hit really hard. “Goddamnit, what the fuck was that for
( ... )
Exceedingly Happy :)
anonymous
February 28 2010, 04:38:03 UTC
You know, every time I see someone comment about giving their heart away, I get reminded of the last few lines of the Stephen Crane poem, "In the Desert." ("But I like it/Because it is bitter,/And because it is my heart.") I'm not quite sure why, since the gesture and the poem are totally different. But I felt the intense need to tell you this.
So.
Anyway, the end is nigh! As soon as my hockey is over.
Definitely Memory Loss [12/?]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 01:43:26 UTC
When the hospital room lights turned on, Romano correctly guessed that Spain had returned. He wondered what Spain was going to try next; he was persistent, Romano would give him that. But all this interference between the injured nation and his sleeping time was something that would have to stop
( ... )
Definitely Memory Loss [13/?]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 01:56:10 UTC
A wave of depression crashed over the room, filling every corner. It was suffocating, and probably the only reason why Romano was having a hard time breathing. Or maybe that was the guilt. At this point, Romano couldn’t really tell.
“I’m sorry I bothered you, Romano. I’m sorry that I’ve been bothering you all this time. I didn’t realize that’s what was going on, I promise! I’ll just go now.Romano would have jumped out of the bed and chased Spain down, very dramatically, but he had been lying down for too long, and that head injury was still making him feel a little funny. So instead he chose to yell. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Get back here
( ... )
Definitely Memory Loss [14/?]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 07:51:54 UTC
Spain was kissing him. Maybe it was supposed to be gentle, and it was definitely supposed to be tender, but in reality, all Romano could feel through the kiss was Spain’s desperation.
And his tongue.
Romano stopped thinking for a while. He must not have done anything else, either, because when he opened his eyes (When did he close them?), Spain had stopped kissing him, and was staring at him expectantly. “Did it work
( ... )
Definitely Memory Loss [15/?]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 07:54:58 UTC
After a few minutes of this, Romano’s mood had improved considerably, Spain had forgotten that he was supposed to be making Romano remember anything, and both countries had somehow managed to fit two fully grown bodies on a bed designed only for one
( ... )
Wait.
Where was that rustling coming from?
Romano would later swear that the noise he made was a manly grunt of surprise, and not the high pitched squeal of terror produced only by awkward teenage boys whose little sisters have saved over every ‘Call of Duty’ slot in the Wii, in order to make room for ‘My Ballet Studio.’ Spain didn’t notice the noise, so there was no one to challenge Romano’s claim, except for every other person with functional hearing within a two kilometer radius of the hospital.
“Did you know how hard it is to get pants off and tights on when you’re trapped underneath a bed?”
“Never. Do that. Again.“What was that, Romano ( ... )
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Spain pressed something else into Romano’s hands. “Here, Romano. This goes with it. There’s supposed to be a headscarf, too, but Veneziano couldn’t find it. It must have been misplaced over the years.” Spain stepped back, and proudly surveyed the half-country on the bed. He really looked like something was supposed to happen now.
“A little girl’s dress and apron? How are these supposed to be important to me? Do I have a sister you didn’t tell me about? A daughter?”
A flash of something crossed Spain’s face. “No, you don’t have a sister. And no children that I’m aware of, although after you left me, you didn’t visit for a really long time. So I suppose it’s ( ... )
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Spain. SO. ADORABLE. I swear to god, Spain is the cutest character EVER. I hope he goes through a bit more hell for the sake of returning Romano's memories so that when he DOES remember, he'll have to make it up to Spaaaain <3
ROCK ON ANON. BECAUSE SHITTTT I love this fic to bits I could eat it and swallow it whole and kiss it and tuck it into bed and tell it nursery rhymes D:
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Oh, Spain. You might just be the cutest thing in existence.
Romano is being a bit mean in this part, isn't it? But then again, I'd probably be a bit angry at his place too - the people around him haven't been exactly helpful.
Can't wait for the fluff!
Captcha sez: 'but smart'. Uhmm.
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Hm, care to share what that other fill is, though? I'm curious now! :D?
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Weeeeeellll, I'll give you some clues: It's got all the characters and pairings that have appeared in this fill (plus 10 or so) and it's a really freaking long AU.
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It's like a porn scavenger hunt! ♥ Actually, I think it's in my bookmarks! Perhaps! XD
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That’s it, he had decided. Spain’s default mode wasn’t ‘hopeful’ and it wasn’t ‘confused’ either: it was just plain stupid.
I read this line and it brightened up my day like woah. :'D Oh, Spain. And the dress? SO CUTE. I like the shift from hilarious to saddening to what you say I can expect to be fuzzy. ;D OP IS EXCITED, ANON. AND SHE LOVES YOU.
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“…In other news, the rain in Spain has been falling heavily everywhere for the past eighteen hours. Authorities are calling it a national emergency. We go now to our correspondent in Madrid…”
The injured nation carefully turned off the television, and carefully threw the remote in the direction of the spare bed. This was not his fault. So what if Spain was overly emotional? If he really was a whole country, he’d get over it ( ... )
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Frankly, it was the best idea so far.
“Wait.” It was Japan. He walked around to Romano’s side, looking as forceful and as serious as Death. “Sometimes, the brain is like a remote.”
“Ve, because it can turn on?”
“Because both have a basis in electronic systems?”
“I don’t understand…” Romano agreed with Spain. Not that he’d ever let the other know that.
Japan fervently shook his head. “No, everyone. The brain is like a remote in that sometimes you just have to hit it for a little while to get it to work again.”
Wait a second…
SMACK!
“Japan!” “How dare you…!” ”VE JAPAN JUST KILLED BIG BROTHER AGAIN BUT I DON’T WANT TO BE ITALY ALL BY MYSELF!”
Ow.
Ow.
For such a small looking nation, Japan could hit really hard. “Goddamnit, what the fuck was that for ( ... )
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...I don't really have much else to say. Except that I love you?
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So.
Anyway, the end is nigh! As soon as my hockey is over.
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“I’m sorry I bothered you, Romano. I’m sorry that I’ve been bothering you all this time. I didn’t realize that’s what was going on, I promise! I’ll just go now.Romano would have jumped out of the bed and chased Spain down, very dramatically, but he had been lying down for too long, and that head injury was still making him feel a little funny. So instead he chose to yell. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Get back here ( ... )
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And his tongue.
Romano stopped thinking for a while. He must not have done anything else, either, because when he opened his eyes (When did he close them?), Spain had stopped kissing him, and was staring at him expectantly. “Did it work ( ... )
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