After I left Belgium, I felt bad immediately. I wanted to apologize to her for yelling at her and making her feel like shit. I'm an idiot, so today I'm going to call her for coffee and apologize.

I got the phone and dialed her number quick. It rung once until it was answered.

"Spain!? Is it really you who called?" Her voice was high pitched and excited.

"Si! Its me, Spain... um, I wanted to know if you wanna grab a coffee sometime?"

"YES YES! PICK ME UP NOW!" Then she hung up with a click to officially end our conversation.

Well, that went well. Now, time to get the car settled and to meet her at her favorite coffee shop. I get my favorite red t-shirt, black skinny jeans. Today's generation is going down dramatically. I Remember when plated armour was the latest fashion, but that just shows how old I am.

I walk out of my home and swiftly collect my keys, opening the door to my house and observing my front lawn. My gorgeous green grass, my beautiful gray Cadillac, and the amazing view out stretched to more vast lands to be occupied. I love my little world, only if I could share it with someone... I do have Belgium, but I don't love her like I love some little Italian. I mean hell, by this time he'll be an adult, and I won't be able to call him 'mi tomate' no more.

My serenity was disturbed by my thoughts of Roma, but it wasn't a bad thing, it helped me realize that I still love Roma, and that Belgium was a clear mistake.

I walked back to my patio and went into my home, completely abandoning my main mission: Get back with Belgium.

I slammed my door shut and started to have a fit. "GOD DAMNIT! WHY!?" I yelled at the top of my lungs, putting my point across to an imaginary figure. My mind went dizzy, and all I could see was a spinning room.

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Spain's Dream
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My eyes opened slowly, I was in a house. The house was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't tell, the only distinct thing I could make out, was piano music.
Austria

I ran towards the source, pushing my transparent mass through every entrance. Until, I reached my destination.

I saw Austria, sitting on his chair, eyes barely open to see the notes, and his body swaying with the soft tempo he was making. I found myself swaying as well.

"Mr. Austria?" My attention was directed towards a small Italian, I never noticed the curl on the right until I approached Austria's ppint of view. The Italian had olive green eyes, and his expression was more, calmer. This isn't the same Roma that I knew two years ago.

He continued his music, but a little less into the moment. "Yes Romano? Whats wrong?"

"Can you teach me how to play 'moonlight sontoa'?, please Mr. Austria?"

Austria chuckled, "'moonlight sontoa' Romano, and not now, I only have time for this one song before I tell you the important news..." His voice seemed to trail off, leaving the air a little tense.

What does Austria want to tell Roma?

After the song was ultimately finished, Austria turned towards Romano's young self and let out a big sigh. "Romano, I was informed by a Frenchy that he'll take over Italy- The country, not your brother. He's threatening to take you away."

I stood there, shocked... Why am I even here? Who's mind am I in? I was majorly confused as to why I was looking into the past.

Romano's feared expression made my heart brake. "Y-your not going to let that pervert take me... Right? RIGHT!?" Romano's voice raised, his olive green eyes were glinting red.

"Romano! It is impolite to yell-"

"I could give a fuck! Anyways, it's my last day here! Why not yell!!?" He throws his arms in the air, storming off of the seat.

Austria just sat there, pretty defeated, his anger wasnt noticeable in his expression, but when he played another song it was more... Dark and melancholy.

I left the room a little after Austria was playing the song. I followed Romano to his room and saw Roma depressed, head planted on his pillow.

"I FUCKING HATE MY LIFE! WHY AM I EVEN ON THIS EARTH!?" The last part shocked me, why? Why are you on this Earth? What kind of question is that? Romano started to sob, and quietly he's humming the moonlight sontoa. Tears formed in my eyes, I couldn't move, my ears were only listening to the moonlight sonota. Then a loud bang came from Romano's door, the door was knocked off it's hinges by a couple of French soldiers.

"Hey!" I yelled at the men who trespassed in Romano's room. I knew that my countless threats towards them were usless unless I was actually there... They took Romano, he was crying and making a fit, kicking and punching, but it was to no avail and in seconds Romano was out of Austria's mansion.

Then my apparition transported to France's house. I stood there shocked, apearing in France's living room, with Romano on the couch, spewing cuss words every chance he got.

"Bonjour Roma... It's been a while since I've seen your face, how have you been?" France smirked evily, scaring me.

"Wouldn't you like to fucking know?" Romano stayed as calm as he could, but I know Roma, his curl twitches slightly when he feels intimidated or scared.

"Alright, Well I have you for a short term, then I'm going to make a compromise with a Spaniard, I'm sure he won't mind a helpless henchmen..." I was about ready to slit France's throat, but Roma spoke.

"Who is this Spaniard? And will he be less perverted as you?" Romano's expression seemed a bit intrigued.

"Oui, he's a nice man, loves kids."

"Oh great! Now he's a pedophile! My luck!" Romano said sarcastically, throwing his arms up in the air.

"Well... I wouldn't call him a 'pedophile' just a middle aged man who loves to be around kids.." France seem pleased by his explanation, but it still sounds like a pedophile to me.

"Isn't that the definition for a pedophile? ... Well I could fucking care less! I'd just rather not fucking be here is all." Romano looked at the ground, he looked really sad.

"Don't be so glum, Spain will be here any minute.." Then a knock on the door happened right after France said that. Then there I was, my sexy metal plated armour.

"You requested me France? With a 'compromise' or something?" I respectfully walked into France's house.

"Oui, I have a little potty mouth who I was planning to give you, Interested?" France gestured towards Romano who was still melancholy.

"Aw, that poor soul, is this the compromise?" I looked a bit confused but in the end I accepted the bundle of joy. Then my apparition transported towards my place. Romano was walking around, looking at the many books that I collected.

"Why am I even living with this bastard?" Then my other figure came in and I approached Romano.

"Hola Roma, how are ya holding up?" My pathetic use of starting a conversion made me facepalm, only if my real self didn't look afarid to be myself around Romano.

"What does it look like? Do you think I like it here for one fucking moment?! Well you're damn fucking wrong, take me back to my country!" Romano yelled, making my solid and my apparition flinch. My solid held his hand out to Romano but he pushed away.

"I fucking hate your guts! I'd ratber be dead than here!" I immediately turned my head towards my solid figure, he was angry and I knew how this would end, so my apparition jumped at him to stop him from walking any further, but I fell right through, hitting the ground. I got myself up and saw my solid self approach Romano with a hand raised, but he never struck down.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, you hear? DO YOU HEAR!? You're mine! Now go to your damn room!" I stood there, watching as my solid self scolded Romano, and seeing the tears form in Romano's eyes.

"F-fine..." Roma walked away, again melancholy. Once he left my sight, my solid self let out a deep sigh.

"I need to call France..."

My apparition follwed my solid to the phone where he dialed France's number.

"Oui? What is it Spain?"

"It's about Romano, i'm not sure I want him anymore... All he does is complain and be lazy! He always makes a fucking mess and can't reduce his potty mouth? I need you to take him back... Will you?" My solid self seemed really desperate, but I do remember this day...

"No Spain... Sorry but you don't know what Romano maybe be good at... You just have to give it time. Plus I got Romano from Austria, complain to him, not me!" Then France hung up, so my solid dialed Austria.

"Austria! I need you to take Romano back! I can't take it! Is there by any chance that you have the northern part of Italy with you?" I sounded even , more desperate.

"Yes, I have Feliciano. But he's mine, you have Romano anyways, you took the deal with the France, now leave me out of it!" Then he hung up too.

My apparition looked around and I went to the hallway where Romano exited in, I walked into it and saw Romano leaning against the wall. His hands covered his mouth, his tears flowed freely down his cheeks and over his hands. I just stood there, watching as my one love in life was realizing his loneliness, his betrayal of everone he's met. Romano got up and dashed to his room, shutting his door.

I looked over at my solid and noticed that he seemed a bit surprised.

"Did... Roma hear me?" My solid then dashed through me and towards the door where romano entered. My apparition moved towards their location and saw Romano screaming and crying in his pillow.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! I DONT EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FUCKING FACE EVER FUCKING AGAIN! FUCK OFF YOU DAMN BASTARD!"

My solid stood at the doorway, a bit surprised, but left obediently.

My apparition stood there, surprised at how my solid was taking this, as if he never truly cared about Romano... Man, I didn't even think of Romano's feelings until right now.

Romano continued to cry, his words were coherent but very inaudible.

"I will never be loved... No matter who I live with, or where I live... I'm a useless part of Italy... Does that make me unimportant to this world? Well fuck it, like I fucking care..."

I felt the world shake and seeing Romano disappear, and all I could do was reach out, my voice wasn't working so I couldn't just yell, all I did was hold out my hand.

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Spain wakes up
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I sat up, drenched in sweat, I was on the ground of my living room, I looked outside of the house, the time of day was still morning, I got up and checked the clock and noticed that time went by a minute. "That can't be right?..." I was majorly confused as to why a thirty minute worth of a dream could only last for one minute? That's weird... But I really need coffee, I minus-well take Belgium on that date then.

My head was spinning, I was tripping a couple times, but I found my keys on the floor where I collapsed. I left my house for the second time and left without trying to admire the beautiful land that was ahead of me.

I reached Belgium's house, watching her as her gorgeous Belgian dress flowed in the still air.

"Hola Spain! I'm glad you came to pick me up today!" she sat in the passengers side, buckling herself before I hit the gas pedal to accelerate towards our destination.

"I would like to apologize for what I said a few weeks back at the beach... I hope it doesn't jeopardize our relationship?" She turned her head towards me, looking for an apology accepted nodd, but I just stared at the road in front of me.

"I don't know Belgium... What you said made me realize how more important Romano is to me... I never realized how important he was to me until you talked smack about him.." I flatly told her how I felt about what she said... But I never said that didn't accept her apology.

"Oh... But you do forgive me... Yes?" She placed her hand on mine.

"I accept your apology, but I wont get back together with you if thats what you were hoping for..." I made a sharp turn letting her hit the door of the car by accident.

"Hey! Watch how you drive Spain! I don't want to get killed!" She complained, sounding a bit aggravated.

"Do you really hate Romano?" My tone was serious, and she noticed it too.

"... I wont lie to you Spain... Yes, I don't like Romano, but I don't think it matters as long as you're with me right?" She placed her hand on my shoulder, but I shrugged it off.

"I'm thankful that you are truthful to me, but I don't know about the whole 'being with you' thing will check out..." I briefly glanced at her before looking at the road again, pulling up at the café.

"Thank god we're here, I need this coffee..." she jumped out of the car and headed right to the coffee stand, probaly ordering for me. I couldn't find myself opening the door, or walking to her with a smile... I was broken... After my little apparition trip all I could think about is Roma, and how much of a dick I used to be, no wonder I tried so hard to gain his trust again.

I eventually left the car when Belgium found a seat, I sat infront of her and put on my charming smile. "So, how have you been?" I needed a conversation starter...

"Ah, yes, I'm fine Antonio, I've just been mopping ever since you practically dumped me in public by slapping me, but besides that I've been pretty fine. You?" She took a sip of her coffee.

"Um, yes... I guess I've been good lately, I've regretted hitting you ever since," even though I've never truly regretted hitting her, she deserved to get slapped if you ask me, but I would never tell her that. "But I'm just glad you were willing to put that behind you." I let out another daring smile and got a gasp from Belgium. "Whats wrong?"

She put her coffee down and held her hands to her chest with a smile. "I missed that smile so much Antonio..." I barely gave her a smile before taking a sip of my coffee.

"I want to find Lovino..." The words slipped from my mouth, and Belgium's expression hardened at the name. "I'm sorry... But I want to take Lovino back"

"No you can't!" She got up abruptly, slamming her hands on the table, "I-I mean," She sat down after many eyes were glued to her, before they went back to their own business. "Why would you? Am I not good enough?"

"No, It's the fact that I can't take knowning that Lovino is being betrayed again, and again, and again... I love Lovino, Emma, and nothing will change that..." Then I got up from my chair, leaving respectfully, getting into my car and driving back to my place. I feel pretty bad for just leaving her there, but what choice do I have? I only have a certain amount of time before Romano is completely out of my reach, and being with her will only get in the way of me finding romano....

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A/N: I would like to apologize to all of my "Loving Spain" fans. I just didn't have inspiration, but I hope you'll enjoy this chapter! And I have an announcement! I'm going to be making a SpUk FANFIC au!

I just hope you all realize that my inspiration level is at a 5%, so you're all lucky that I was nice enough to actually publish this chapter! Thank you all so much for your support and death threats to help me continue with the story! I'm so deeply sorry for ever making you guess wait! Forgive me! And I hope you enjoyed this chapter, the next one may or may not have lemon you'll just have to wait til the next chapter!

Have a nice Day/Afternoon/Evening/Night!!!

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