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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
28
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4,998
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2
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Epilouge
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!
APHAPHAPH
France turned off the car radio. "Are you awake, mon cher?"
"Yes..."
"It's great that you didn't catch anything... And you already described everything you could?" France asked Romano, who was laying in the back seat.
"Yes..."
"Bon. I have to make a trip that'll take several days, still, but I don't want to keep you out of my sights, so you'll be a good boy for me for the duration of this trip, ouais?"
"Yes..." Romano repeated. "Um... Thank you."
"No problem. We can stay here." France parked in front of a hotel. "I'll pay for anything you want in here. No paying me back."
"A... Are you sure?"
"Oui, I'm positive."
"Okay..."
~~~
When Romano got in the room, he immediately curled up on one of the beds. He was dead tired, even though he took a nap in the car. He was afraid to fall asleep, without the radio on.
"Are you hungry, mon cher?"
"No... Just tired... Do you have a radio by chance?"
"Un radio? I can get you one. Come on." France helped Romano stand up and helped him to a gift shop near by. They found a little radio with a headphone part to it.
Romano listened to music again to fall asleep without having a wondering mind. France slept on the other bed for the night, no matter how much he wanted to sleep with him.
~~~
"Are you ready to go?" Romano nodded, sitting in the back again. They've been driving for three days now. France refused to tell him to where. They've been driving for a few more hours before stopping one last time for Romano.
"We're here, mon cher."
"Where are we? You didn't tell me." Romano asked while getting out of the car. He looked up, and his eyes widen instantly. France was already at the door, ringing the door bell like crazy.
Somebody answered the door. "France? What do you want this late in the afternoon?" The person at the door asked.
"There's somebody who wants to see you, and I'm sure you want to see him, as well..."
Spain looked passed France, noticing the Italian nation standing by the car. "Lovi!" He shreaked, pushing France aside to squeeze Romano. "What the Hell happened?! Why did France take you here?!"
"Th-There were... Th-Three of them... They... They kept me locked in a r-room a-and..." Romano choked up.
"I heard some screaming coming from a basement window. Apparently Romano broke it to get my attention. I was walking to the hotel I was staying at- I was originally planning on going to Monaco. They were mine... Or, from France, at least..."
Romano nodded, agreeing to France's lies before breaking down in Spain's arms.
"Geez, they must have traumatized you quite a bit..." Spain buried his face in Romano's hair, crying slightly.
"I already took him to an E.R. He's clean of any sexual transmitted diseases. He describe what he could, and I took him home."
"Um... Here..." Romano extended his hand with the radio in it.
"You keep it. I bought it for you."
"A little radio?"
"To help him sleep without nightmares. Well, I should be going. My sister will be expecting me in about a week, after all."
"Um... I... Thanks, I guess..."
"De rien."* France got into his car and started driving away.
"I um... Told the doctors where France was keeping me, and I told them that, instead of arresting him, I wanted him committed for having an insane obsession with me. They should be looking for him, still..."
"Que la mentira hijo de puta!"*
"He didn't lie completely... There were three men who broke in, found me, a-and... Um..."
Spain still held a tight grip on Romano. "It's okay now..." He said that, despite the fact that he was crying even harder than Romano.
~~~
A few weeks later, Romano was home, never leaving either Spain's or his brother's side, afraid that France would attack again or something.
But France, as soon as he drove home to burn the cameras that were watching Romano's every move, his house was surrounded by police cars. France sighed. He turned around, but didn't get too far.
Apparently someone saw him and called for back-up, so now he was surrounded by police, and one ambulance. He walked out of the car with his hands up so the police could see them.
"You're lucky." He heard one of them say. "That kid, Lovino, requested that you were sent to an asylum, instead of jail. Something for some crazy obsession? We've been looking for you for days." A gurney was pushed in front of them.
"We have to ask you to lie down, monsieur Bonnefoy."
France obeyed without a word. He was strapped down and moved into the ambulance, where a mask with some sort of gas was put on him.
"This is so you can... Relax."
'So it's supposed to make me see reality or something?' He asked to himself.
~~~
"What do you mean, I can't see him?!"
"You're the boy who he's obsessed with, correct? It would be better if... He didn't see you, right now. He hasn't gotten much better..."
"But he's been here for three months now!"
"Monsieur, he kidnapped you and raped you because of his obsession for you. It will be very hard for him to make any progress if he were to see you face right now."
"Fine... Just... Give these to him, won't you?" Romano set a plastic pot of carnations on the desk.
"No problem."
"Thank you..." With that, Romano left the building.
~~~
"These are for you." A nurse said, walking in with a pot of red carnations. She set them down on a desk by the bed.
"Merci."* France got up to examine the flowers once the nurse left, finding a note saying- 'I know you didn't think what you did was entirely wrong. That's why you're here.' He just chuckled and looked outside, seeing Romano walk away from the building.
He whispered-
"J'amour vous, Romano. My Romano. I'll never stop obsessing over you..."
~~~
*
(French) "De rien" - "You're welcome"
(Spanish) "Que la mentira hijo de puta" - "That lying son of a bitch"
(French again) "Merci" - "Thank you"