Hello! Karen here! I love Romano to bits! He's such a tsudere and deserves much more love! I was inspired by a fanfic that's called "When In Rome" by RinxLen Neko but unfortunately is unfinished and might will never be… TT-TT

But! Still inspired, I'll hopefully finish this. Hope you enjoy!

Main pairings is: Spamano with a lot of one-sided love towards Romano and others. There's past one-sided FrUk and a past relationship of PruCan.

Chapter 1: French Truth

France was the country of l'amour, love. He believed to be the most romantic out of all the countries and nations. He was best friends with Prussia, an ex-nation who has the biggest fighting spirit and ego France will ever see and Spain, the country of passion. France knew that Spain was head over heels, drop dead, and madly in love with Romano that sometimes, it's really painful to watch.

Romano was indeed attractive~. He had a beautiful shade of tan that was lighter than the deep tan of Spain's. Hair of colors of chestnut and burnt sienna with a cute gravity-defying curl that was his erogenous zone (France knew, however Spain doesn't…). His eyes held magnificent colors that captures victims' eyes like a Siren's or mermaid's voice with a fire that seemed to burn daily. Eyelashes long over the big yet beady eyes and lips were thin and plump. France would have taken him in bed but… he would rather not be neutered by Spain's axe… He still would love that he can still spread l'amour with his-

"Damn it, Spain! Stop hugging me, tomato bastard!" Romano yelled, with a cute flush of red on his cheeks. He was failing on pushing off the affectionate Spain who was hugging him tight and rubbing cheeks with him.

France couldn't figure out if he should chuckle in amusement of Romano or sigh for Spain for not taking him to the first base. He once or twice or four times he wanted Romano as French territory but Spain protected him, even if he didn't' knew his feelings. France had to directly tell Spain that he was in love with Romano in a very, very, very sexual way, not a family way, for too many times where Spain has finally got it in his brain. When Spain had finally he broke out in one of the widest smile he ever seen, however… France inwardly groaned as his dense friend still did his cute habits on the shy and fiery personification of Southern Italia…

And to make it worse, France couldn't find out who was Prussia's secret love! He only found out about after a drunken confession about a month ago after he broke up with his sweet Canada. But France couldn't see any prime suspects- I mean candidates and he was the country of love, LOVE!

"I disagree with America, there's no bloody way we can make any superhero to stop global pollution."

And there was his cue, "I disagree with both Amérique and Angleterre!"

"Bloody wanker! Make sense, you bloody frog!"

"Ah, Angleterre, why don't we get rid of our sexual tensions from all these years, no?" With that said by France, England had a full blush of anger and embarrassment and began yelling both proper English and British slangs. France chuckled, how he once fell this fiery personification for the passion he hold. France could see the menacing glare that America was giving to him. France also knew that America had, no, still has sincere, romantic feelings for the British. He knew Sweden's devoted feelings for Finland and Denmark was in love with Norway without even knowing. Poland wanted nothing but Lithuania's attention for selfish reasons, one which is love. Greece would stay awake for his "friend" Japan to speak his own opinions to hear his crush or love to speak. Russia dearly only wants China to become one with him and stalks him and acts kinder to him. And Germany, France inwardly snickered, oh how Germany was in love with the adorable and innocent personification of Northern Italy! All unrequited love, oh how his heart is suffering in agony!

Now, he needed his main task to do as a now matchmaker, make Spain and Romano together. But what? Spain wouldn't say it to Romano and surely Romano would never convince even if it depended on his life. France looked once more around the meeting table; he already flirted with all the maids and servants and already experienced the sexual tension of the Brit… Wait, didn't England believed and did magic?

France looked at England who was now fighting with America about the nicknames that dear England gets. It was rather cute but normally cute when received by child and America… But now France was getting off topic, he looked where England's chair. There, papers on the table that was organized and a little scattered due to England marching in anger and embarrassment due to America. Now, under the table was a typical suitcase and… France smile a catty smirk, under the table with the suitcase was an ancient-looking book with weird letters that was the stereotype magic book.

Now, France will never believe magic was real but hey, he was just plain desperate now. France had too many failed dates for Spain and Romano, Spain being obnoxious and oblivious while Romano denies too much. It may be forced by hey, if one of your best friends is in love and not properly giving l'amour to his soon lover, you become desperate. Sneaking, France dove for the book (how do you think he can grab anyone's ass, especially Spain's).

Quickly, he was looking for a spell, a truth spell in these dusty and wrinkly pages. He has to hurry, Germany is about to blow a fuse. Now, where's-

"WILL EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Merde…

"Mon ami," France sighed dramatically, the Bad Touch Trio are all in a bar once more, drinking up a fortune, "Why can't you confess your l'amour to Romano~?

Prussia scoffed and downed on his beer while Spain was chuckling nervously. "France amigo, I can't just tell him out of nowhere, he'll freak out and then run away!" Spain laughed, with a dust of red on his cheeks.

France tried his best not to groan, from everything he did for his handsomely friend, Spain's obliviousness would ruin it all. And to add his misery, Spain didn't want to confess at all. For a guy who used to be a conquistador, he didn't have the guts to confess his feelings to an ex-henchman… And he was the country of passion! He may have a gorgeous ass but he was brainless and gutless when it comes to confessing…

"Well mon ami," France tried his best to confess, "What's keeping you from confessing, non? It's not like you have completion, oui?"

Spain gave another oblivious smile and France's eyebrow twitched, "That's right France!" Could it finally be it? "Why should I confess to Roma when there's no competition?" Mon Dieu!

France couldn't help but slapping himself hard on the forehead and let out a frustrated groan. How, oh how, could someone be this idiotic… He needs someone to flirt with, fast! He sent Spain with dates with Romano so many times! The classic dinner date, a carnival, few festivals, walks at plenty of parks, and not one had successes! Spain wouldn't say the words and Romano took it in a wrong way… He thought that Spain was still the obnoxious caretaker who doesn't have sexual feelings for him… How wrong Romano is…

"Hey, France," Prussia finally said after finishing his mug of beer, "Why don't cha give up? I mean, ol' Toni here won't confess to Romano even if it depended on his life!" Prussia let out his famous chuckle and Spain pouted.

"I am going to confess to mi poco de tomate! I just need to do it on the right time, that's all."

"That's not gonna be anytime soon! Kesesese!"

France took a deep swig to his dark red wine; all this unrequited love is giving him a headache. The only one nation that could understand l'amour almost like France himself was Matthieu and he was once or twice ignored… or more… France sighed and looked at the best buds he had since… a long, long time. Both were fighting about confessing to Romano. France sighed once more, tomorrow, there was another meeting and France will use his last weapon… A book that was supposed to be magic… wonderful…

Now, the meeting started and chaos was happening once more. France searched quickly through the wrinkly pages, trying to find a truth spell… Dieu, is there so many worthless spells! How to change your victim into a cat, how to change your enemy into a toddler, is there any truth spells in this book? Before France could give up, he finally spots a spell, a truth spell.

Thanking the heavens quick, France examined the spell. The spell was called "Cariad cyfaddef i Mind Truth Spell" in cursive and had a description below with some smudges covering some words here and there. Still, France could recognize the word "Cariad" as love and he could read the description. It said:

"For those who use this spell, you must be ******* to use this spell. The truth shall make the victims tell the truth of who they love in their **** and it will affect ******** in the room. Properly say the spell and speak the person's name. Remember, victims will confess who they love in their **** and **** shall say it out loud. Victims will *** truly say who they ***** love like the **** spell. This is the ***** most powerful truth so use it wisely."

Well, there are words he couldn't read due to smudges but the spell look promising enough for a desperate man. Now, this spell was easy to say and now… the big finish! France began to silently but surely read the spell. The said words began glowing, France began to read faster. The words began glowing faster and brighter as he pronounces each word correctly.

Now, time to finally activate the spell! France immediately loudly whispered, "Romano!"

Now, Spain gets to say-

"I love Romano!"

Finally! He had- wait what? There's something wrong…

One, that didn't sound like Spain's voice…, Two, that didn't sound like just one person… except it sounded like a whole group… Three, everything got quiet in meeting… Four, why was one nation or more giving a look to nations specifically… About… six nations were given strange looks and shocked faces… Denmark, England, Japan, Lithuania, Russia, and Sweden..? W-why are they- They couldn't be… they actually said that… they love Romano?

France turned his head to Romano, he had to see how Romano was reacting- He's asleep… Romano… was asleep… meaning he didn't hear the multiple confessions… However Spain wasn't…

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