My Henchman(Spain x Romano)

Chapter Two

Romano’s POV

 

I looked down, gasping for air and I saw the man smirk in the corner of my eye. He eyes were cold and venomous, showing the monster’s true form. He backed away slowly, keeping his eyes interlocked with my shaking form before quickly turning around, leaving the room. I was alone for the first time since this morning and it felt nice to be at a someone peace, despite the fear of him coming back at any moment.

Taking the small chance I had, I begin pulling on the chains, hoping, praying, that it will come loose. I kept pulling and pulling, but the only thing I got out of it was my fresh, warm blood streaming down my for arms. I tried to stay calm, but despite my efforts, tears begin to stream down my face, running down my body, and mixing with the blood.

I laid there in a heap of blood, tears, fear until I heard the door open once again, closing with a large thomp. The man, not monster, came up to me smirking his grimy smirk, and grabbed my chin making me look up.

“It looks like the baby is crying. Do you want something to fix it like a bottle, baby?” He chuckled and brought his thumb up wiping away my tears. The cold feeling made me shiver in disgust, only causing more tears to fall. “Well, if comfort wouldn’t work…….How about, punishment” He said, putting strain on punishment, spitting the work out at me.

Without any time to react, he pushed me down to the ground, making my head hit the floor hard. He then lifted me up by my collar and punched me straight in the jaw. sending me flying back in the walk. Giving me no time to recuperate, he walked over and stomped hard on my gut, causing me to groan in pain.

Seeing the pain he caused me, he brought his foot down again and again until he saw me start to cough up blood. He kneed down to my level and took his hand and spreaded in on my face, bring it down my neck to my collar bone. “You know I think the blood tone is just your color. Why don’t we bring it out even more, yes?” He gave me a dark smile. “Lets get started”

 

Spain’s POV

 

Who would ever want to harm my tomato? Yeah he’s disagreeable at times, but he doesn’t deserve this! I knew I had to take action right away so I left the Vargas household quickly. Running home the fastest I’ve ever done before, I got my ax and started hunting for my Roma. I went back to the Vargas’s and followed the tire marks I saw once before, but hit a dead end when they went  onto the road. He could be anywhere by now….I need to work fast.

Running out of ideas I called Italy up, hoping that he may have some ideas.

“Ciao big brother Spain! Did-a you find my fratello? Oh I can’t wait to see him!” Italy said, his earlier sadness gone. I sighed not wanting to ruin his day, but I needed to find Romano.

“Hola Italy…...I haven’t found Roma yet” The other line got extremely quiet. “I believe he got kidnapped Italy……...I saw tire tracks outside of your house and the back door was wide open…….” Breaking the silence, I heard Italy start to cry.

“W-Why would anyone w-want to-a h-hurt fratello?” Italy said, sobbing into the phone.

“I don’t know…..but I’m not breaking my promise, I’m going to fine him Italy, I will not let anyone hurt my tomato.”

Italy continued to sob, and it brought me great sorrow. I lost Roma and now I made Italy cry. “F-Fine him S-Spain…….f-fine my fratello”

“Don’t worry, I will. I will never let him get hurt.” I heard him start to stop crying and I sighed again. “Do you have any idea who would want to do this to him?”

“N-No……..I-I don’t know-a Spain….” It sounded as if he was going to cry again so I thought it would be best to end the call.

“Don’t worry it’s fine Ita-chan. I’ll find him one way or another. You just try and enjoy this day the best you can. I have to go now, but be strong okay?”

“I-I’ll try to be strong. For-a fratello…”

“Good boy. Hasta luego Italy!” I hung up the phone and sighed again. Where was I even going to start to look for him. He can be halfway to the Vince by now. He may not even be in Italy. I just hope he’s okay.

 

Italy’s POV

 

I hung up the phone with Spain and sighed. Germany looked over to me and I tried to smile but struggled.

“Italy……..are you okay?” I sighed and shook my head.

“N-No…...its mine and-a fratello’s special day…..b-but now he’s…..n-now he’s…..” Germany stopped me by a hug.

“Don’t worry…..your bruder will be fine. Spain is out looking for him, isn’t he?”

“Si…...b-but I still worry”

“Well think of it thiz was…...if Romano was here, he would want you to be happy right?” I nodded slightly. “Then be az happy as you can. For your bruder.” I gave a light smile.

“I’ll have enough fun for-a the two of us!” Almost right away I become my normal self. Don’t worry fratello. Spain will save you and we’ll have the best birthday ever!