I had a request for some Spamano from my friend moonlight's goddess21. ^^ Anyway, this is the first SpainxRomano fic I've ever written. EVAR. Which is weird cuz I love the pairing. :P

Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya! TOMATO.


The sun was high in the sky. The rays beat down upon the earth, unhindered by any sort of cloud.

Antonio stood, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Days like this were beautiful, but so hot!

He picked up his basket –full with the tomatoes he'd been picking- and hoisted it to his shoulder. Balancing it with one hand, he began walking down the rows of plants to the house by the seemingly endless fields.

The terrace was covered in the fragrant white flowers of summer, and bees hummed lazily among them. Antonio smiled and went in through the terrace's double glass doors, which were flung wide open. He brushed aside the thin white curtains which hung over the doorway, and stepped into the kitchen.

"Come in for lunch, you bastard?" growled the young man stirring a pot of something –something delicious smelling- on the stove.

"Si, Romano," the Spaniard sang, setting the basket on the table and coming up behind the boy, wrapping his arms around him.

"H-hey! Gittoff, jackass!" yelped the Italian, crossly. "Can't you see I'm trying to cook?"

Antonio merely smiled and squeezed him tighter. "You're so cute when you're mad, Lovi~" he teased.

Romano reddened angrily. "Stop calling me that! Spain!" he yelled as Antonio twirled him away from the stove and proceeded to attempt a waltz, with Romano dragging around like a sack of potatoes –excuse me, that's tomatoes- and shrieking insults.

Finally, the Spaniard deposited Romano back at the stove, where the disgruntled Italian went back to stirring his pasta. "I hope all the spaghetti sticks together for ya, damn bastard," he muttered, still red in the face.

Antonio chuckled, selected a tomato from the basket, and began cutting it to slices on the cutting board. He picked up one of the thin slices and brought it to Romano. "Here."

The Italian leaned over and took it from Antonio with his teeth, seeing as his hands were busy with his precious spaghetti. He chewed meditatively. "Mmm…good." He pronounced.

Antonio beamed. He leaned down and kissed Romano lightly on his tomato-stained lips.

The Italian's eyes widened; he turned bright red and dropped his wooden spoon. "SPAIN! YOU GODDAMN BASTARD!"

Antonio fled, laughing, the angry and blushing Italian chasing after.

They dashed into the next room, where Antonio stopped suddenly, spun, and grabbed the howling Romano around the waist. "Aw~! I love you, Romano!"

"JACKASS! FUCKING JACKASS!"

Another beautiful day.


I had a request for some Spamano from my friend moonlight's goddess21. ^^ Anyway, this is the first SpainxRomano fic I've ever written. EVAR. Which is weird cuz I love the pairing. :P

Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya! TOMATO.