RomanoxReader: Hetalia High 12

When most people think of Walmart, their first thought is probably, "Oh! I'm just going to go shopping and then leave. Nothing fun or crazy is going to happen."

…How wrong they are.

After Prussia ran off with Spain trailing behind him and shouting about how they shouldn't do anything stupid, Romano and I had to follow them to make sure they stick to that rule. As of that moment, we're not doing a very good job at enforcing that rule at all.

"Kesese~! Take that!"

"Ow~! That hurt!"

I let out a loud sigh and ducked my head a bit to avoid a large, plastic ball being thrown in my direction. My (e/c) eyes narrowed in the albino teen's direction as he snickered loudly. Why the hell did he just throw that at me? Spain grabbed one out of the large basket as well and threw one back in Prussia's direction, hitting him square in the face. I watched as the ball bounced off of his nose and roll down the aisle in no hope of returning to the basket unless an unfortunate employee shows up to clean up the mess. Or kick us out of the store.

A few glares were sent in our direction from passerby shoppers. Some of the children watching us turned to their parents, begging to join in with two teenagers seeing as how they were having fun making a mess.

"_____."

The sound of my name snapped me out my little stupor and I turned my head in the direction of Romano who was still standing next to me. The feel of irritation and annoyance was basically radiating all around him, so I knew that if the two don't stop soon…

…We're going to be charged with murder.

I decided to step in carefully and deflect the toys with my hands as I stood in between Spain and Prussia.

"Hey. Guys. Can you guys, like, not do that here? France said not to play around and Romano is getting pissy. Like always."

"Hey!"

"So can you stop? Or at least do something not so…messy?"

Prussia and Spain blinked at me a few times before dropping their "ammunition" and nodding their heads.

"Si~! We can do something else!"

"Kesese~. Und I have just the thing to do!" The white haired male laughed and started to sprint off somewhere. Again. Spain followed of course, which left me and Romano to clean up the mess those two idiots decided to leave behind.

When that was done, we heard a loud shout coming from what sounded like the electronics part of the store. Romano and I exchanged glances before making our way over there.

"I fucking swear to God, I'm going to kill those two one day."

I chuckled a bit under my breath, but tried not to linger to long on that threat. Who knows if he might uphold that one day?

"Was the hell!? I totally pressed A you damn game!" Prussia shouted out at a wii system that was set up for people to try out certain games so they can buy one of their own in they like it. Spain let out a laugh next to him and waved the remote around.

"You're just a sore loser, Gil~!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am NOT!"

"Will you two just shut the fuck up already and stop messing around!?" Romano screamed at the two nations, managing to catch some more onlookers' attention. I let out a sigh and tried to hide my face. God, being with them is so embarrassing sometimes..

"You just don't know how to have fun, Grumpy Tomato!" Prussia stuck his tongue out at the Italian. A glare was shot back at him in return. Then — why am I not surprised? — he started to run off once more. Spain watched him for a moment before spinning on his heel and walking towards Romano and I, a smile on his face.

"Are you two following him around~?" He asked curiously and squeezed his way in between us. Romano let out a low growl and I just merely smiled at the tanned male.

"Unfortunately. We have to keep him out of trouble, you know?" I explained simply, taking a steps forward and walking in the direction I saw the other run off to. Spain answered with a, "Mhm." and started talking to the grumpy nation as happy as he could possibly be. As we searched around for Prussia, it was a while before I finally heard a girlish shrill coming from up ahead. ...Well this can't be good.

And why the hell are we heading towards the Women's Clothes section?

Romano was grumbling angrily as usual and Spain was chatting away like nothing was wrong with the Italian. Or the fact that he might get whacked upside the head if he doesn't shut up by said person.

"Oh. My fucking. God."

Romano stopped dead in his tracks, which caused Spain to bump into him, and then both of them collided into my back as well. Though /why/ he stopped in the first place was for a very good reason because standing not even 10 feet away from us was Prussia. Wearing girly sunglasses. A flowery hat. A bright pink halter top with a glittery design etched into it. Oh! Let's not forget the black skinny jeans with the words HOT DAMN on his ass.

"G-G-G.." My mind shut down.

Rebooting: Mind processing…..5%.

He turned to look over his shoulder and I could see his eyes widen in panic, his pale hands waving around frantically in front of his face. "N-Neinneinnein! I-It's not what you think guys!"

"Oh puh-lease, sweetie. It is~. You like, look totes fabulous!" Another voice piped in happily.

The three of us - Spain, Romano, and I - all turned to look over at the newcomer showing up, a smirk on her face. That is a girl, right?

Mind processing…..36%.

"S-Shut up Poland! How the hell was I supposed to know you would literally strip me down und make me wear this!? Fick, this is so embarrassing.."

"I'd say~!" Spain snickered happily and took out his iPhone to take a few pictures. Romano was looking over his shoulder and smirking evilly as he was probably telling him to post them on Facebook or something.

Mind processing…..74%.

"Psh. This is like, total payback for you being so mean to Liet~."

"THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO!"

"And, I'm just now getting you back for it, broski~!" He lifted his hand up and curled his fingers repeatedly to signal that as a goodbye. "Toodle-ooh~! I hope to like, see those online Toni!" With those last words, and a flip of his hair, Poland stalked off in his hot pink heels.

Mind processing….100%.

I opened my mouth to say something, but all that managed to spill out was loud laughter that echoed around the area. My (h/c) bangs fell over my eyes and I wrapped my arms around my stomach as I doubled over in laughter.

"H-Hey! It's n-not that funny!" Prussia shouted at me and immediately ran off to the changing room so he could get out of those ridiculous clothes.

Breathing started to become harder to do after a while since I managed to laugh for about 5 minutes straight.

"T-That..! Was so fucking funny! Oh my gosh! Ahahaha!"

Spain started to laugh a bit with me, coming up to stand next to me and place a hand on my shoulder. "Si, it was~! But don't you think you need to calm down, _____?"

I took in a few deep breaths as I tried to go along with his advice, straightening my back and glancing over at the Spaniard. I occasionally let out a few giggles, but I managed to quiet down a bit more. "Y-Yeah…Okay. I'm…I'm calm."

"Bueno~!"

Romano rolled his eyes in our direction and opened his mouth to probably call us idiots or something, but then his ringtone went off, cutting him off before he could even say anything. He pulled out his phone and pressed the answer button, holding it up to his ear. "What?"

Spain and I exchanged glances and waited patiently so Romano would tell us what's going on. We could tell it was France on the other line since the other's face was always turning red and he kept shouting, "bearded pervert" into the phone. After hanging up on him, he turned to us and frowned. "Francis is ready to go. C'mon."

"Don't we have to wait for Gi—?"

"No. He found him on the way there. Let's go damn it."

I puffed out my cheek in a small pout but decided to follow after him nonetheless, talking to Spain the whole way. We were walking around for nearly 10 minutes before we finally spotted bright, blonde hair standing by the exit. Prussia was next to him with a heavy blush on his cheeks and France had his arm around him as he poked his cheek repeatedly. I guess he figured out what happened with Poland and is teasing him about it. The little scene brought a smile to my face.

"There you are! Oh mein gott, save me!" Prussia looked up at our little trio arriving and he sprung forward, running behind me and grabbing my shoulders as he used me as a human shield.

"Gil, get off me.." I huffed and wiggled around. No such luck.

"N-Nein! That damn Frenchie won't leave me alone!"

"Gil. /No one/ is going to leave you alone after the pictures are posted on Facebook." I laughed a bit at him and I reached behind me to loosen his grip on me. "So, are we ready to go?"

France nodded his head with a grin and swung a few grocery bags over his shoulder. Spain and Prussia followed after him, with Spain poking his shoulder and laughing at him as Prussia shouted insults at him in his native tongue. Romano growled irritably and followed soon after. I shook my head at the four of them and took a few steps forward to trail after them, but someone managed to catch my eye. My (e/c) gazed over my shoulder and it was if someone was staring at me. Though I couldn't particularly see them, I could feel it.

And I don't like it..

"_____!"

I snapped my head forward again and all that I could see were deep pools of amber staring directly at me. Romano stood in front of me with his hands in his jacket pockets, a scowl on his face. "The hell are you doing? We need to go, idiota."

"O-Oh. Right. Sorry…"

The Italian blinked at me and raised a brow curiously. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I-I'm fine. Just…felt like someone was watching me is. I'm sure it was nothing." I smiled at him and hoped that he would just let the subject pass.

He narrowed his eyes at me as he probably let the story process through his mind, but then he reached forward and took my hand in his, dragging me towards the entrance. I saw that his face was dusted a light shade of orchid before he turned his head away from me.

"Si, I-I'm sure it was nothing.."

I let out a low grunt when I suddenly pulled forward by the grumpy nation - N-No I'm not blushing! - and let him drag me. Just as I was about to open my mouth to say something, his fingers intertwined with my own and that's when my cheeks were burning like fire. My lips curled upward into a soft grin and I closed my eyes happily, just letting his warm touch comfort my worries.

Maybe…loving him isn't as bad as I thought..