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You laughed as America threw you over his shoulder.

"Sorry Spain dude, but I'm stealing [Nickname] for a bit." He said as he headed off towards the meeting room's doors.

"Later, Spain!" You giggled and waved goodbye to Spain as the doors closed.  When you were gone, Spain let out a sad sigh and laid his head against the large, round table. Noticing he was down, France walked over to him on his right, while Prussia walked over on his left. They looked at each other then down at Spain.

"Vhat's zhe matter, Spain? Are you sad because you'll never be as awesome as me?" Prussia asked in a concerned voice. France face palmed then clapped his hands to get Prussia's attention.

"Mon ami...."

"Ja?"

"Focus, s'il te plait." France said. Prussia's mouth formed into an 'o'. France sighed and put his hand on top of Spain's head.

"Tell big brother what's wrong, Espagne." Spain lifted his head and looked towards France while Prussia played in his hair.

"I wanted to ask [C/N] if she wanted to hang out with me today, but that estúpido Americano took her." Prussia, not paying attention and completely off topic, explained that Spain had tomato in his hair. Spain and France both sighed.

"Amigo, focus." Spain said, a bit annoyed.  Prussia threw his hands up and let out an exasperated sigh.

"All I hear is you vhining! Vhy don't you just call her and tell her you vant to zee her?! It's not zhat hard, Spain. Aren't you her best friend?" He said while rolling his eyes.

"Si! Why didn't I think of that!" Spain exclaimed as he pulled out his cellphone. After dialing your number, Spain put the phone to his ear as it rung. After ringing three times, you answered your phone.

"Hello?"

"Hola, [C/N]."

"Hey.....we just saw each other...." You said questioningly. Spain smiled a bit, as if he could see you squinting your eyes while speaking.

"Si, I know. I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out at my house?"

"Hm. Tempting. But I'm with America right now. "

"And we're having a blast! Whoo!" Spain heard America in the background.

"Haha. Maybe we can hang out later."

"Si..." Spain said crestfallen.

"Awe, don't get sad, Boss. I'll be done in no time."

"Okay. Despidida, [C/N]."

"Laters!" You said as Spain ended the call. He looked up to France and Prussia. He then stood up from the table.

"Vell?" Prussia asked as they began walking outside of the building. Spain shook his head and sighed.

"She said maybe later. She's with America now." Spain grumbled with a pout. Prussia wrapped his arm Spain's neck and his other around France's.

"Vell let's hang out until later! Kesese~" Prussia laughed out. Spain smiled a bit at his friend and let out a little laugh.

"Alright, let us go now!" France yelled as Prussia took off running, dragging Spain along with him and bumping into pedestrians in his way. They both stopped a ways ahead and turned to look at France.

"Hurry it up, Fancy-Pants!" Prussia yelled, causing a few people to stare at him. France chuckled and jogged to catch up with the two.


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"So what's the deal?" America asked while slurping on a large coke from McDonalds. You plopped down on the couch next to him.


"Spain wanted to hang out with me. I told him later though." You said as you grabbed the tv remote. America shrugged his shoulders and leaned back against the couch. You looked down on his coffee table and saw a red apple.

"Hey, America? Can I have this apple?" You asked as you reached over to grab it. He looked at you and rose an eyebrow.

"Yeah, sure. But that's not an apple." He said as while you started bitting into it.

"What? Then what is it?" You asked as you swallowed what you chewed. After you swallowed it, your eyes widened as your face started to turn red.

"A tomato. I think Tony put that there, he swears it's a fruit." He finished with a laugh. He then turned to look at you.

"Hey, [C/N], why's your face red, dudette?" You started coughing violently and trying to get you words out at the same time.

"I-I'm allergic....t-to toma-tomatoes." You coughed out. Alfred's eyes also widened as he began to panic.

"What do I do??? Don't you have some kind of allergy medicine or something?!?" You shook your head. Your face was starting to break out and get redder, and it was getting harder for you to breathe.

"Sp-Spain." You hoarsely said.

"What about him?!? Does he have your stuff??" America asked. You nodded your head. America hurriedly grabbed his cell phone, unlocked it, and dialed Spain's number. After two rings, he picked up the phone.

"Hola?"

"Spain!"

"Que? What is it?"

"[C/N] ate a tomato! And I don't know what to dooo!"

"Dios mio! Where is she?!"

"We're at my place! Hurry up dude, she's totally red.

"Si, I'm coming!"


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"Amigos, I have to go." Spain said as he quickly stood up from the bar counter where he, France, and Prussia were.

"Vhat's vrong?"

"Oui, what happened?" They both asked. Spain shook his head and ran towards the bar's exit.

"I'll call you later! I really have to go now. Despidida!" Prussia growled while France sighed.

"He better call." Prussia grumbled, causing France to laugh. He then looked to the side and saw Spain's drink on the table with no money.

"I just remembered. England wanted me to help him today, so au revoir." France said as he left the bar as well. Prussia scratched the back of his neck and looked confused.

"Vell, vhatever." He said as he stood up to leave.

"Excuse me, sir. Aren't you going to pay for these?" The bartender asked, motioning towards the beer mug Prussia had, and the wine bottles Spain and France had. Prussia stared down at the bottles and growled.

"Zhat's vhy zhat arschloch left!" He yelled. He rummaged in his pocket and pulled out $25 dollars.

"Give me a receipt or somezhing. Zhey are going to pay." He said, saying the last part to himself as a smirk made its way onto his face.


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Your coughing fits got worst as your throat started to swell up and your face became even redder if possible. You started to scratch your throat, as if to stop the itchy feeling inside of it. America was running around the house in a state of panic, looking for things that would help and also praying to every God that Spain would hurry before things get worse.


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When Spain left the bar he caught a cab, seeing as though him and the others walked to the bar. The hotel you were staying at for the meeting ((in New York)) is the exact same hotel he was staying in. You gave him the extra key card to your room and he did the same. When he made it to the hotel he rushed in. Not bothering to wait for the elevator, he ran up 6 flight of stairs to the hall where both of your rooms were. He pulled the key card out of his pocket and as quickly as he could, put it in the slot, opened the door, grabbed your allergy medicine and shot out of your opened sack, and ran back down to the cab that was waiting outside for him. Heavily panting he hopped into the cab.

"XXXX Florida Blvd, por favor. It's an emergency!"


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When the cab driver made it to the address, Spain threw a 10 dollar bill at him and told him he could keep the change. He ran up to a large mansion with a mahogany door and began beating on it.


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America heard someone knocking on the door, assuming it was Spain, he hurriedly ran to open it. When he opened the door the person standing there was, in fact, England.


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When the mahogany doors opened, instead of seeing America, he saw a middle aged woman and two children at her feet. Spain looked at her shocked before looking behind him at her mailbox. He hit himself on the forehead because he somehow mixed up the numbers in America's address.

"Lo siento!" He yelled as he started running down the sidewalk. He was only a few blocks away from America's house.


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"Shit!" America yelled as he ran to the kitchen to get you more water. England rolled his eyes and then spotted you. His eyes widened as he ran over to you.

"What the hell happened?!?" He exclaimed. America ran back into the living room and gave you the water.

"She ate a tomato." America said. England looked at him confused.  "She's allergic to tomatoes."

"What are you doing about it?! You git, she could die!"

"I KNOW THAT! I-I know. But Spain was suppose to be here already!" As if on cue, Spain ran in America's door that was left open.

"Where is she?!" Spain yelled. America hopped up off the couch and pointed to you. Spain ran over to you and quickly stabbed the needle into your arm. Once you were able to breathe a bit better, he slipped two of the pills in your mouth and held the cup while you drank. After a few minutes, the redness from your face started to die out and it also started to lose its puffiness. Spain gave a sigh of relief.

"Why did she even eat a tomato? She knows she's allergic." Spain whispered while looking at you.

"She thought it was an apple." America replied back. Spain and England face palmed.

"Sorry." You said hoarsely. Spain looked over to you and sighed then brought a smile to his face. He put his hand on top of your head and grinned.

"You're okay now, [C/N]." He said. You smiled and nodded. America rubbed the back his neck and looked away embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, [C/N]. It's my fault this happened to you." You shook your head and frowned.

"It's not your fault, America. I should have paid more attention." America smiled at you and nodded.

"Are you ready to go, chica? It's getting pretty dark." Spain said as he looked out the window towards the sky. You nodded and turned to America and England.

"Bye-Bye. I'll see you both tomorrow." You said while waving.

"Good-bye, love." England said.

"Later, dudette."



    You and Spain were now walking back to the hotel or until you both spotted a cab.

"You really scared me." Spain said while looking ahead of him. You looked at him and softly smiled. You grabbed his hand and intertwined your fingers together. He looked over to you and blushed. You smiled at him then looked straight ahead.

"At least you worry about me. That makes me happy." You said. Spain brought your hand up to his lips and placed a gentle kiss upon your knuckles.

"Of course I worry about you, mi amor." He said. You blushed and turned your head to the side.

"You don't show it."

"You were the one who blew me off to hang out with America."

"Because! B-Because I know you like to hang out with France and Prussia all the time."

"I may like to hang out with them, but I love to hang out with you." Spain said as he brought you both to a stop. You looked at him with a shocked expression.

"You do?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't I love to be with mi amante?"

"Then....Then why can't we tell anyone?"

"Tell them what?" He asked. You sighed and rose you guys' intertwined fingers.

"About, you know, us." You said as you began to walk again. Spain looked up to the sky.

"Do you want people to know?"

"No. Yes. Maybe? I don't know. But I don't like doing these things in secret." You said. Spain grabbed your other hand and pulled you close to him. He then placed a kiss upon your head.

"Then let's tell everyone tomorrow." He said. You looked up at him.

"You mean it?" He put his forehead against yours and softly smiled.

"Si." You grinned up at him.

"Thank you." You said as you gave him a kiss on his cheek. He poked his lip out and pouted.

"That's all I get after saving your life?" He mumbled. You wrapped your arms around his neck and laughed.

"Well, why didn't you ask for more?" You pecked his lips.

"More." He said. You pecked them again.

"More." You pecked them again, but this time he put his hand behind your head to keep you there. After a couple of seconds to a minute, he removed his hand and pulled back from you panting a bit.  You looked up at him with a bright blush on your face. He smiled and ruffled your hair a bit.

"You're so cute, amor." He chuckled out. Your blushed deepened as you pushed yourself away from him.

"I-I'm going ahead." You said as you made your way to the hotel's sliding doors. You looked back and saw Spain standing where you left him watching after you. He smiled and gave you a little wave.

"Te amo, [Name]." He said, using your human name. You blushed a bit and smiled back at him.

"I love you too, Antonio." You said as you walked into the hotel.


When you went inside, Spain pulled his cellphone out and called France. Once he had France on he called Prussia.

"You guys owe me!" Prussia yelled.

"Ohonhon~ What is zhe matter, mon ami?"

"You left me zhe bill! I vant you both to pay me back tomorrow."

"Aye dios mio."

"So, Espagne. Are you going to tell us why you ran off?"

"Ja, you said you vould."

"It's a long story."

"Well, you can tell big brother anything."

"You can tell zhe awesome me anyzhing, too!"

"Speaking of that, I have to tell you something, amigos." Spain said as he looked up to the sky with a smile.

"It's about me and [C/N]."