Spain/Romano - why Spain stays with Romano
anonymous
August 15 2010, 11:26:52 UTC
Instead of getting angry when young South Italy hears about Spain wanting to swap him for his brother he runs away. Spain eventually finds him, but very sick to the point to the point of delusion. during these delusions Spain finds out Romano's crippling fear of being abandoned. This is why Spain is so attached to Romano much to the other nations confusion.
Not Like Them 1/4
anonymous
August 21 2010, 06:27:05 UTC
A/N: Here we go! I hope it's what you wanted. I can't get over these two...Enjoy~
Not Like ThemIt had been two days. Two days since Spain had left his home in a frantic state of worry. Two days since he had been traveling across his country with no sort of provisions or preparations of any kind. He could feel his stomach cramping up with hunger he could no longer feel. His legs were tired as every muscle begged for mercy. He had to wipe the sweat off his forehead as it dripped down once again in the hot sun of midday. And yet, he kept pushing himself forward. There was no choice except to keep going. The one person he had finally been given sovereignty over was gone. He was gone and was, no doubt, wandering blindly in the direction of his own home in a state that was probably much worse than the one Spain was in at the moment. He had to find his charge no matter what
( ... )
Not Like Them 2/4
anonymous
August 21 2010, 06:31:43 UTC
Why did you run away?
He covered his face with his hand, sick with stress and worry. How much longer? If he didn’t find him soon, the boy might not be…He pushed the thoughts away. The only thing he could do was keep going. Keep going, hoping that Romano was okay and that, somehow, he would find him. He hadn’t rested long when he forced himself back on his feet and trudged forward again.
The sun was almost setting by the time he made it to the top of a ridge overlooking a small village below. Maybe he could buy some food there. He didn’t want to stop, but when the sun set, he knew he wouldn’t be doing anyone any good fumbling around in the dark. Maybe he should rest there. Then, in the morning- No! It’ll be too late by then! Romano’s still out there. It may…already be too late now.He stood on the road by a grassy field, debating what to do and feeling lost. He wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight if he stayed here. He had to keep going until there was no daylight left. The Spaniard took a weary step forward and stopped
( ... )
Not Like Them 3/4
anonymous
August 21 2010, 06:33:15 UTC
“Please, Romano,” the man pleaded, almost whining. “I don’t understand.”
There was silence again until Spain could hear his charge speak in a very small voice.
“You left me…”
“What?” Spain replied, unbelievingly. “B-but, mijo! You knew I was coming right back! I just want to Austria’s house for a visit, that’s all.”
He laughed a little at how silly it all was, but stopped when he saw Romano still glaring at him more furiously than ever. The boy’s face was turning red now, but he still looked like he didn’t have the energy for much more yelling. Spain’s face turned serious again, and he lowered his voice in a sincere apology.
“Perdoname. There’s more to it, isn’t there? Please, Roma. Tell me
( ... )
Not Like Them 4/4
anonymous
August 21 2010, 06:35:39 UTC
“No one’s…ever wanted me,” he whispered. “Not even Romajii-chan.”
Spain looked down at him, raising an eyebrow.
“Your grandpa?”
Romano bent his head down in a half-nod.
“He always liked Feliciano better. I was never as good at painting or trade or anything. He was always better than me. I was just...ignored.”
Spain frowned and looked at the bundle in his arms with sympathy. Had this child always been cast aside? Did he feel inferior to his brother? And I did nothing to help with that, he reminded himself guiltily. How could he ever make this up to the boy? It would take a lot of work to prove that his promises were true.
“You don’t have to feel that way anymore. I’ll be a good boss to you, mijo. You can count on it. I’m sorry for what I did. It was wrong of me to ask for your brother instead. I was too stupid to realize I already had someone great right here. Please, can’t you forgive me? I promise I‘ll keep you safe
( ... )
writer!anon
anonymous
August 21 2010, 10:34:05 UTC
It was my pleasure! I kinda loved having Romano beat up on Spain. ^^; And Spain being all mother hen over him all the same. XDDD I'm so glad you liked it!
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anonymous
August 21 2010, 19:03:03 UTC
Moooar? 8D You don't even have to ask! I'm addicted to Spamano, and this is only the first fic I've done so far. I can't resist the chibi Romano/Oyabun interaction; it's just too adorable to keep away from. :P
and I'm totally easy to track down. Someone found me on ff.net already...XD
Re: Not Like Them 4/4
anonymous
August 21 2010, 16:56:52 UTC
:D I adore it. <3
You should go write some Spamano for the Well of Uncomfortable Truths request, because this was lovely and you write good angst and great Romano and an excellent Spain.
writer!anon is flattered
anonymous
August 21 2010, 18:59:02 UTC
thanks! You know, I was actually considering that one! XD It sounds like a great prompt, and something I'd be more than up for. I look forward to tackling it soon if I can. ^^
Make it heartbreaking anons
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Not Like ThemIt had been two days. Two days since Spain had left his home in a frantic state of worry. Two days since he had been traveling across his country with no sort of provisions or preparations of any kind. He could feel his stomach cramping up with hunger he could no longer feel. His legs were tired as every muscle begged for mercy. He had to wipe the sweat off his forehead as it dripped down once again in the hot sun of midday. And yet, he kept pushing himself forward. There was no choice except to keep going. The one person he had finally been given sovereignty over was gone. He was gone and was, no doubt, wandering blindly in the direction of his own home in a state that was probably much worse than the one Spain was in at the moment. He had to find his charge no matter what ( ... )
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He covered his face with his hand, sick with stress and worry. How much longer? If he didn’t find him soon, the boy might not be…He pushed the thoughts away. The only thing he could do was keep going. Keep going, hoping that Romano was okay and that, somehow, he would find him. He hadn’t rested long when he forced himself back on his feet and trudged forward again.
The sun was almost setting by the time he made it to the top of a ridge overlooking a small village below. Maybe he could buy some food there. He didn’t want to stop, but when the sun set, he knew he wouldn’t be doing anyone any good fumbling around in the dark. Maybe he should rest there. Then, in the morning- No! It’ll be too late by then! Romano’s still out there. It may…already be too late now.He stood on the road by a grassy field, debating what to do and feeling lost. He wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight if he stayed here. He had to keep going until there was no daylight left. The Spaniard took a weary step forward and stopped ( ... )
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There was silence again until Spain could hear his charge speak in a very small voice.
“You left me…”
“What?” Spain replied, unbelievingly. “B-but, mijo! You knew I was coming right back! I just want to Austria’s house for a visit, that’s all.”
He laughed a little at how silly it all was, but stopped when he saw Romano still glaring at him more furiously than ever. The boy’s face was turning red now, but he still looked like he didn’t have the energy for much more yelling. Spain’s face turned serious again, and he lowered his voice in a sincere apology.
“Perdoname. There’s more to it, isn’t there? Please, Roma. Tell me ( ... )
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Spain looked down at him, raising an eyebrow.
“Your grandpa?”
Romano bent his head down in a half-nod.
“He always liked Feliciano better. I was never as good at painting or trade or anything. He was always better than me. I was just...ignored.”
Spain frowned and looked at the bundle in his arms with sympathy. Had this child always been cast aside? Did he feel inferior to his brother? And I did nothing to help with that, he reminded himself guiltily. How could he ever make this up to the boy? It would take a lot of work to prove that his promises were true.
“You don’t have to feel that way anymore. I’ll be a good boss to you, mijo. You can count on it. I’m sorry for what I did. It was wrong of me to ask for your brother instead. I was too stupid to realize I already had someone great right here. Please, can’t you forgive me? I promise I‘ll keep you safe ( ... )
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Allow me to shower you in hugs and adoration!
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and I'm totally easy to track down. Someone found me on ff.net already...XD
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YES YES YES YES!!! THIS IS SO BLOODY PERFECT. And freaking ADORABLE. And bloody SPAAAAINNNN.
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You should go write some Spamano for the Well of Uncomfortable Truths request, because this was lovely and you write good angst and great Romano and an excellent Spain.
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I CAN'T HELP IT! I LOVE SPAMANO! IT'S AN ADDICTION XDDD
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