Mine Forever

Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.
Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
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France held onto Romano until he calmed down. Romano wasn't really sure why he suddenly bursted into tears, but he wasn't going to think about it. France removed the cuffs and gag from him.

"You still need some attention." France noticed Romano's obvious hardness. "I can easily help you with that..." France spreaded out Romano's legs so he could get in between to suck him off.

"Ah! Ah... St... No... I... Ah!" Romano gripped on the bed under him. France was skilled at this. Romano couldn't help but to buck into the Frenchman's mouth. The blond smiled around the cock in his mouth to the Southern Italian's reaction. "Fra... Ngh..." Romano breathed heavily after finishing up.

"You taste good, Romano." Romano didn't say anything. "I bet you're hungry." He turned away from France. "Answer me, Romano."

Romano turned to France to talk, but as soon as he opened his mouth, tears stung his eyes and he looked away again.

France sighed and walked to the door. "I'll be right back with lunch."

Romano heard the "click" of the lock being put in place. 'Why would he need a lock anyway?' He thought to himself. 'It's not like I can even reach the door.' He took a deep breath. "Lights on..."

He then stood up and walked to the bathroom. There, he stared at his reflection on the mirror. There were dark circles around his eyes. Tears started falling from them, making his vision blurry in the process. Next thing he knew, his head connected with the mirror. He just stood their, letting the blood run down his face and the newly cracked mirror, not even realizing the damage. His hands were firmly pressed against the wall, making it look as though he did this on purpose.

"Romano!" He felt himself being pulled away from the mirror and being thrown on the bed. France grabbed a pair of hand cuffs to lock Romano to one of the posts on his bed. "What the hell were you thinking?!"

Romano stared at France with wide eyes. "I-I..." France pushed him down on a mountain of pillows to get the glass out of his head. "Uh... I..." His head was being wrapped around in a torn up pillow case.

"I'll need to get you a new one later..." France whispered more to himself.

Romano reached up to his head to touch the makeshift bandage. "I-I-I..." He started shaking.

"Do you need a doctor? Do you need to be watched twenty-four hours a day, for however long it takes?"

"I... I don't..." He brought his fisted hands above his eyes. "I... Uh.... H-Hold me down..." He whispered. France complied without a second thought. He hugged Romano, trapping his arms in his own embrace.

"What do you need?"

"D-Don't leave me alone..." 'What am I saying?!' "N-Nevermind..." He changed his mind suddenly.

"I can't leave you alone when you're like this."

"I-I'm sorry... Please... Leave me alone... I h-hate you... I hate you... So much..."

"That won't make me leave."

"But-"

"No, Romano."

"...I can't..." He looked at the bowl of food. "Not without choking... Help me... Please?"

France held out a spoon to Romano. "Say "ah." Romano opened his mouth, but as soon at the food left the spoon, he breathed in and started choking on it a little. France patted his back to help him cough out the food. "We'll wait to feed you, then..." France put the food to the side for now.

"H-Help me get better... P-Please... Help... I'm scared of being alone right now..."

"Do you... Do you think that you're going to harm your self again?"

"I don't know... I don't even remember hurting myself before..."

"Maybe you're still sick. I don't know the mental effects of pneumonia, if any, but..."

"...Tired..."

France held him while laying down with him under the blankets. He moved his arms around Romano's waist. "Too hot?"

Romano shook his head. "No..."

"Good."

"France...?"

"Yes, Romano?"

"Wh... Why are you spending all of this money, just for me..."

"I think you know the answer already."

"No, I mean... Nevermind... I think I need to get out..."

"I won't let you outside." France unlocked the chain to the wall, and unlocked the cuff from Romano's ankle. "However, I will allow you to get some fresh air..."

"Th-Mgh..." Romano got dressed and grabbed the bowl of food- just in case.

"You're welcome." France chuckled, leading the Italian boy upstairs. There, he opened a sliding glass door to get the spring air in through a screen.

Romano sat infront of the screen, looking outside. He noticed that they were surrounded by grass, trees, nature, but no one else. No other houses in sight. He took a deep, calming breath. He started eating again when he felt like he could without choking.

France sat at a table, watching Romano watch the outside world, while eating as well. He saw Romano setting aside an empty bowl. 'That was fast.' He thought.

Then he saw Romano standing up to stretch. Then suddenly, Romano yanked on the chain, catching France off guard and making the other end of the chain slip away from him. He opened the screen door and ran off.

"Merde!"* France screamed and got up. He rushed to his car, starting it up before going after the run-away Italian boy. He opened the glove-box and took out a surprisingly long whip when he got close. France turned his car infront of the boy, to get in Romano path.

France got out of the car and flicked his wrist so the whip wrapped around Romano's thigh multiple times. He tripped Romano and dragged him across the ground until he was right in front of France.

"That wasn't a very smart thing to do." He crouched down to cuff Romano's hands behind his back. He then stuffed Romano in the back of the car before driving back home.

Romano stared at the roof of the car, breathing heavily. "At least that felt good, to be able to run like that..."

"Ah, oui? Bon. That's good, because I'm not going to allow that ever again."

"If you don't, then I'll go crazy and hurt myself again..."

"Then perhaps I should cuff you to a pole or something. Punish you outside. It's not like anyone's around to see or hear. Then again, I can't think of any place outside where I can cuff you to..."

Romano, however, wasn't listening. He was nodding off already, though he was forced to wake up again soon, seeing the ride was a fairly short one.

"Oh, non Romano! You can't go to sleep yet! You still have your punishment!"

Romano groaned a little. "Do you really want to punish me after what happened to my head today?"

France paused to think of something to say. "...I have to make sure you won't run off again."

He dragged Romano out of the car and carried him bridal-style into a closet. He said something that Romano didn't understand, but he didn't pay attention to that once the door leading down to the basement appeared from behind a wall. He wrapped his arms around France's neck when he was being carried down a the stairs, afraid to fall down and injure himself even more.

France chuckled. "Being affectionate now won't get you anywhere."

Romano growled. "I'm not being "affectionate," I'm being careful."

"That works too. 'Don't want you to fall down the stairs, after all."

"Esattamente."* Romano muttered.

"Your punishment, I decided, won't be terrible." France set Romano down on the bed before locking the chain leash to the wall again. Then he locked the cuff that was already on the bed around Romano's ankle again.

"You're lucky you're feeling a lot better after that, otherwise this "punishment" wouldn't be so benin."*

He locked all of Romano's remaining free limbs to the posts of the bed. The chains were just long enough for Romano to move his arms and legs slightly. Then he grabbed a ball-gag from the same place he got the cuffs to lock it around Romano's mouth.

"Your punishment is to be stuck like this over night. You can't do anything without me. I'm going to watch you eat, and I'm going to watch you go to the bathroom. You know how to contact me if you need anything." France left Romano alone after that.

'Right now I just need some sleep...' Romano tried getting comfortable before nodding off back to sleep.
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"Merde" - "Damn"
"Benin" - "Mild" (It normally has an accent mark above the 'e,' though.)
(Italian) "Esattamente" - "Exactly"