Self-Inflicted Achromatic (Romano X Belgium)

Chapter 8: Halloween Part #2

Romano's POV

"Well that was a cheesy Halloween," Belgium said and took her seat under the tree. I nodded and sat under the tree with her. "It was at-a least better than-a last year," I said and crossed my arms under the shade, taking out a container of two slices of pizza as I took a bite out of it.

Belgium took out her fork and ate her waffles. "Do you-a really eat that-a three-a times a day?" I asked her. Belgium shook her head and giggled. "No, though that would be nice," Belgium said and put a forkful of waffles in her mouth.

*minutes later*

"I'm stuffed..," Belgium said and put her container in her lunch as I did the same with my finished pizza. Belgium yawned and rested her head on my lap. I raised one eyebrow as I was flustered. "Wh-Why are you-a doing that? Do you-a not have enough sleep, Ragazza?" I asked. Belgium slightly laughed.

"To be honest, I just want an excuse to rest on your lap. It's like a pillow..," Belgium said and grinned. I couldn't help but play with her hair a little as she looked at me with her green eyes with that smile on her face. She caressed her hand on my cheek and closed her eyes.

"You know, if I ever die, I would die like this happy. Even if I would go to hell," Belgium said drowsily. I raised one eyebrow. She was half asleep, whenever she was like that, she was drunk. "Your soft like a pillow... Oh wait, your my waffle teddy bear!" Belgium said and lauded silently in her sleep.

"Your my-a Tomato Ragazza then," I said and looked down at her sleeping adorably as she lowered her hand from my cheek. "Hm? Tomato? Hey, Lovino Teddy Bear!" Belgium exclaimed and laughed. I raised one eyebrow and smiled. "You-a Waffle Bastard. And that's-a in a good way," I said and looked around for the Bad Touch Trio or for Italy. No one. I gently pressed my lips on her forehead.

"Hm...," Belgium mumbled in her sleep. I ran my fingers gently through her hair. "Te Amo, Bella Ragazza," I said quietly and lifted her head up as I stood up, gently putting it back on the ground. "Hm...? Where you going Lovino Teddy Bear? Don't go...," Belgium said soon smiling. "...To Waffle Kingdom without me..!" She exclaimed. I smiled as the bell loudly rang. Belgium's eyes widened and she firmly got up.

"I-I wasn't sleeping! I was just merely napping!" Belgium exclaimed. I smiled and intertwined her fingers with mine. "You look-a adorable when your-a sleeping. But your-a beautiful when your-a awake," I said. Belgium shrugged as there was a light pink on her face. "Th-Thanks," Belgium said as we walked back to our separate classes.

Spain's POV

"Oooh. Maybe if vasn't a good idea to spy on zhem and hide in the bushes..," Prussia said. My eyes widened as I stood up and walked away in sadness. "Hey, Big-a Brother Antonio! What's-a wrong?" Italy asked and put a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off and walked away.

"I guess I'll never get my Chica back," I said sadly and stuffed my hands in my pockets as I faced the ground. I sighed, remembering a day when I was remembering something. The Roman brothers, having breakfast. Macaroni for breakfast while Romano was silent again.

*flashback*

It was four years ago. Before Grandpa Rome left. Romano was at least a little happy. But sad since Grandpa Rome was leaving. "Awe, Big-a Brother Lovino! You should-a eat! So you can-a be big and strong like-a Grandpa Rome-a!" Italy exclaimed and put a forkful of macaroni in his mouth. Though Italy himself was sad, but he couldn't resist the macaroni. "But he's-a leaving," Romano said sadly. Italy frowned. "So, it's our last day having breakfast together? Grandpa Rome?" I asked. Grandpa shook his head.

"Of course you won't! I'll come back as soon as I can. Your Grandpa Rome is still as tough as needles," he said and smirked. Romano forced a smile. "And hey, maybe when I come back, Lovino'll have a girlfriend," Grandpa Rome said and punched his arm lightly. "Love is a wonderful thing," France said.

I grinned. "Yeah! Maybe we'll go on a double date someday! With Belgium and I!" I exclaimed happily. Romano shrugged. "D-Don't you-a think that I'm-a too young still? I'm-a 12," Romano said. Grandpa Rome laughed heartily. "Ha! I had made love when I was-" "Lalalalalalalala!" Romano exclaimed and plugged his ears as I did the same.

"Oh please tell us when you did," France said sounding like a pervert again.

"Look, I don't care what girlfriend you get! I'll be happy for you guys no matter what!" I exclaimed happily. Romano forced a grin. "I'm still not-a getting a girlfriend," Romano murmured. Italy laughed. "But your-a Italian!"

*end of flashback*

"Any girlfriend he got, huh? When it was my Chica?" I murmured to myself and took my seat in class. I won't find anyone like her. It's impossible...

"Hey, Fratello Antonio? Why does it-a look like you and-a Fratello Lovino switched-a bodies?" Italy asked and sat next to me. I looked at the middle of the classroom. Romano was laughing and chatting with a girl. With blonde hair. And a greed fabric headband on her head...

"We didn't switch bodies. We switched lives," I said and put my hand on my face as I stared blankly at the board.

Belgium's POV

"Hey, did you know that Herman was dressed as a ballerina for Halloween once?" I asked. Romano chuckled. "And did you-a know that-a Feli had to-a kiss Ludwig-a once?" Romano asked with a happy face of him. I giggled. "Ah... Good memories..," I sighed and put my hands on my desk. Romano overlapped his hand with mine, holding my hand.

"The memories would have been-a better if you were-a there, Ragazza," Romano said. As soon as the teacher came in, Romano released his hand and put it away, nervously. I couldn't help but quietly title since our teacher for math was strict. He was Asian.

*after school*

"Come on, Lovino please?" I asked him, practically begging. "No, it's for-a kids," Romano said and crossed his arms. I pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes. He cringed. "N-No means-a no, Bella," Romano said and looked the other direction.

"I'll pull your curl," I said and smirked evilly. "Would you really-a want to?" Romano asked. I crossed my arms and nodded proudly. "Come on, just do it!" I exclaimed. Romano sighed in defeat.

"Fine. We'll go-a Trick or Treating this-a year."

"Yay!" I exclaimed happily and hugged him.