~Memories~ Hetalia One-Shots

<Bring Passion For What You Want!> Spain

WHY HAVE I NEVER DONE A CHAPTER FOR SPAIN. I LOVE SPAIN. SPAIN IS BEST. And I'm learning Spanish, so meh. "Where the fudge is my 2P!Germany p.2?" I never said I'd do it straight away. PLUS I WANT SPAINNNNN.

WARNING: All Spanish here is self-translated, so please don't kill me if I make mistakes. :/

A lovely summer's day shone outside the window of Antonio's house. Unfortunately for you, you were trapped inside with this jackass trying to teach you "el español". You kicked the leg of the table of which he was sitting opposite of, giving that kind of "You can do it or no cake" look. Yes, he tricked you to take his Spanish class with cake and now, he won't give you any unless you did well. But it was (flavour) cake! How could one resist such temptation!  "Screw you, Toni! I want my cake!" you protested and pouted as he gave an hysterical laugh. "¡En español, chica!" You gave a sarcastic huff and muttered "Quiero mi torta..." you looked away from his stupid face but it was clear he was motioning for more. "¿Por favor?" A beam of positivity shot from his face as he handed you a slice of cake, though, not too big that you'd get full. "Bastardo! I want cake too!" You looked over to your left to see a tiny Lovino trying to hop on your lap and eat your cake. "H-Hey! That's my cake, you midget! Get your own!" you yelled but you didn't mean it. He was just so cute! "Ah, pérdon, ___. He can be like that sometimes!" Antonio cheered with that same optimistic tone. But damn... Lovino sure was cute! You just wanted to hug him and take him home to your dungeon and- "Hey, Antonio... I'm sick of learning your stupid tenses and formations... I know I need to pass this test but I want to learn something more... Spain." That's right. You had a Spanish test the next day and you'd done zero revision. You'd vented to Antonio but then he said the word cake and you were already outside his door. "Something more Spain?" he repeated to himself, scratching his messy lump of brown hair. "¿Tienes un novio?" Obviously not understanding what he said, you look around and tried searching for Lovino who had disappeared from your sight. "It means "Do you have a boyfriend?" You shook your head in reply and hid your slight burning tint. "Sí... ¿Quieres un novio?" "Pardon?! What kind of question is that?!" you blurted without thinking. "Ahh... Never mind, ¡chica! I think that's enough lessons for today. You best revise for tomorrow as I won't be there to help you!" You nodded without a word and walked home. For some reason, all you could think about was that question.

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You barely managed to get even a wink of sleep last night... Stupid Antonio! I mean, who goes and randomly asks that question?! What did he even mean by that? "¡Ay madre!" you screamed and flopped chest-down on your bed. The sheets smelt so nice and fragrant... Reminded you of the time you two went to Madrid together. "Gah! NONONONONONONO! I need to focus!" You slapped your cheeks, got up and changed into your same-old-same-old plain as hell uniform. [A/E] Americans

Once you got going, it didn't take long for you to arrive at [school name]. Your heart was pounding over the thought of your Spanish exam. This exam, you think, counted for roughly 20% of your overall grade. "God damn! I'm so nervous...!" you whimpered as you entered the main building and into your Spanish classroom. There was only roughly fifteen other students in this class and you knew that most of them would fail as most of them never revised or cared. Wait, isn't that exactly what you did? You sat patiently, kicking your legs under the table, as you waited for your name to be called. "This is going to be a long wait..." You tried revising but you still couldn't focus and began fiddling with the base of your t-shirt. "___, are you okay? You've gone a bit red...?" You look in front of you to see one of your friends giving you a confused face. "Huh? No, I'm fine. Just a bit nervous." You couldn't let anyone know you were thinking of Antonio...! It was kind of true you'd admired him for a while but what happened in Madrid... That made you fall for him the hard way. What happened? Well, that's a story for another day...

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"___ ___? It's your turn for the exam." proclaimed the teacher who escorted you to the corridor but made you wait outside the recording room. You tapped your foot and leant against the wall. "¡Mi amor!" you heard. Ah, probably just you hallucinating Antonio's voice again... That rich soothing Spanish accent. To die for, it truly was. "___?" You exited your gaze to see Toni standing right in front of you with those gigantic green eyes and messy brown hair. "T-Toni?! What are you doing here?! I thought you were at work!" you tackled him without thinking, causing the both of you to blush a bit. "Necesitaba verte." [I needed to see you] he spoke-yelled to you as you parted awkwardly. "I just wanted to say that no matter what happens in there, I'll be there to help you study again, ¡chica!" Embarrassed, you hit him playfully on the head. "Owch! What was that for, ¿mi amor?"

"We're ready for you now, Miss ___." the teacher said in her same monotone voice. You gulped but immediately felt safer when Antonio grasped your hand for that one moment. "Creo que puedes." [I know/believe you can] You nodded but just before you could enter, he pecked you on the cheek, making the teacher watching you sigh with disappointment. "Sit down. We'll begin shortly... This is candidate number 251, ___ ___ with the exam of [chosen subject]."

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A few days had passed since then and today was the day you'd get your exam results. [A/E I got an A*, scrubs] "I'm so nervous, Toni... I don't think I passed at all..." you vented down the phone as you walked in the pouring rain to school. So much for motivation... "You did fine, mi amor. I just know it, okay?" You sighed. "Tell you want. You get above a B and we can go get ice cream even though it's raining." You cheered a little and told him you had to hang up because you were about to enter school. "And Spanish isn't until last period..." you muttered.

All your classes felt like they lasted for hours. Though, history was pretty fun. You learnt about American West which was probably your least/most favourite syllabus. Once the clock did reach last period, you ran as fast as you could. Your heart was pounding so much it felt like it was going to burst. "Gosh, ___, you're here fast!" exclaimed your friend who was already sitting down. "You're usually not here until the bell rings!" "SHHH FRIEND I WANT MY RESSULLLTTTSSSSS" you hissed weirdly which creeped the hell out of her.

"Miss ___?" You stood up sharply and kneed the table causing you to nearly swear. "YYESSS MISS" you whimpered as you tried to hold in the pain. "You got a U." Your heart stopped. An ungraded? But... "Oh wait, that's Herold's mark. You got a B+, good job." "OH MY GOD THANKS SO MUCH NOW TONI WILL TAKE ME ON A DATE YUUUUSSSS!!!" you screamed as you waltzed back inside the classroom, already secretly texting Antonio under the desk.

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"Good job, mi amor!" he cheered as he picked you up from the front of the school gate. "I couldn't have done it without you, Toni." you shyly admitted. The two of you walked around halfway to the parlour before you stopped suddenly mid-conversation. "Hey, Toni? What did you mean a few days ago?" "¿Qué?" "About me wanting a boyfriend...?" you pressed on. "Ah, secret's out. Surprised Francis or Gilbert hadn't told you yet, huh?" You tilted your head in confusion. "Quiero mucho, ___." [Lit: I want you a lot] You'd read enough fan-fiction to know what that meant. "Toni... I love you too!" And with that, you shared a deep and passionate make-out session. In front of the entire school. But who cares? Love is love!

Extended Ending?

"___, did you hear? Antonio totally digs- Oh my. Francis, look at this, he's got game!" Gilbert cried from behind a bush. You deliberately tried to ignore them but let Antonio take dominance in your little tongue war. "Why are you spying on them?" your friend asked the two. "Because we..." "Can?" they guessed. "Alright, you little pervs. You got three seconds before I knock the two of you out..."

She's totally Elizabeta

Author's Notes: Yes, I know this was kind of rushed but I've been busy all week and yeah... Christmas break week after next so I'll do some Christmas specials at some point.