~Save Your Life~ SpainXReader Ch 4 (Final Chapter)

   (A/N: This is not a lemon no matter how much it seems like it in the beginning!!!)
You opened your eyes slowly at the feel of the bed moving slightly. You stretched your arms and smiled as you looked down at a (f/c) button up shirt you wore as a nightshirt. Antonio had lent you it since you forgot to pack an overnight bag. Well, to tell the truth, you didn't really plan on spending the night.
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    You walked up the stairs, your (h/c) hair waving in front of your face as you stared at the white carpet.(Seriously Alfred... white carpet? That's gonna be hard to clean after your parties...) You almost felt dizzy from Toni's eskimo kiss earlier. Having his face so close to yours made you light-headed.

    Dinner had rushed by pretty quickly, having Toni sit next to you. Russia had made Borsch, a famous Russian soup. Spain stole some of your tomatoes that had been served with it when you weren't looking earning some giggles from Prussia, France, and even China, with a scowl from Germany.

    Making it to Spain's room, you sat on the bed and got your purse. The room smelled like fresh vegetables, it was nice.

    Suddenly the lights went out and the door closed with a loud thunk up against the door. You sat in shock a moment before standing up and trying to open the door. You could turn the knob but you couldn't open it. Two snickers of different tones came from behind the door. No. NO. It was Francis and Gilbert. "Gilbert!? Francis!? Open it you f-*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*(<---- Bleeping out cussing)

    "Ohonhonhonhon!" and "Kesesesesesese," were the reply followed by footsteps walking away. You sighed and felt for the light switch. Turning it on with a click flick you turned around and squeaked. Antonio was right behind yourself about to touch you.

    He seemed fairly surprised also. "Toni?" you squeaked as you regained your composure. Uh oh, had he heard you cussing? He smiled at you and flashed a quick frown at the now illuminated door.

    "I knew they were going to do something like this... just not THIS," he looked at the floor apologetically. Good, at least he didn't mention the string of profanities you had unleashed a few moments earlier.  "Sorry for dragging you into this ____," he half smiled nervously.

    "It's okay, I guess I'll be staying the night then..."

    "Okay, I'll lend you one of my shirts."

    "Thanks, Toni, I'll just sleep in my underwear too," he blushed slightly at the last comment,"U-Uh Toni?"

    "Yes?"

    "Can you c-close your eyes?" you chuckled nervously at the prospect of changing in front of a boy.

    "Oh... OH yeah!" he said and turned around closing his eyes. You turned around also glancing at him nervously as you changed into his shirt and took off your pants.

    "Okay, it's good now." He turned around and smiled at you trying not to stare too much at your (s/f/c) panties.

    You pulled up the white sheets and cover of the bed. As you slipped in Spain stood there deciding what to do.

    "Oh, just sleep with me Toni," you gasped at what you had just said. "N-Not THAT way though," you said blushing deeply.

    He turned a shade pinker and turned away. "O-Okay, but... Uh ____? I don't have pajamas..." You held your breath and lay there waiting to see what he would say.

    "I guess I'll sleep in my boxers..." he said finally. You turned away signaling to him that he could change. You heard the slight rustling of fabric and peeked his way. His shirt was off and it revealed his smooth lightly tanned skin. You couldn't pull you gaze away until he started to look your way. You closed your (e/c) eyes and gripped the sheets tightly shivering slightly with happiness and embarassment. Finally you felt the sheets pull up and Spain crawl into bed.

    Then you felt an arm drape over your side. Your heart leaped. You thought about saying something but then decided against it. Your really liked Antonio, why not? Scooting closer he stiffened as your your shirt touched his bare chest but then he relaxed and moved a bit. A shiver went down your spine as you felt his breath stir the back of your hair," Te amo, ____."

    "Te amo mi príncipe," you smiled remembering your Spanish classes from high school. You could just picture him turning a shade pinker as you heard him draw in his breath slightly quicker at your comment. Satisfied, you had fallen asleep fairly quickly at the dramatic day.

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    "Buenos días, ____," he smiled at you as you turned around. He had put on a solid green shirt and dark denim jeans.

    "Good morning to you Toni," you smiled back. Getting out of bed you almost blushed before you remembered why you didn't have on pants. He almost seemed amused by this.

    "Here, try these on," he gave you a pair of lighter jeans. They were his obviously, and you put them on happily. You looked in the mirror on the dresser and combed your (h/c) hair out with the small brush you kept in your purse you had brought.

    "The door's unlocked," Spain glanced at you and combed his own ruffled hair out with his fingers.

    You frowned slightly, "I'm going to kill those two."

    "Don't be too hard on them ____, they were just trying to get me a chance."

    "A chance at what?" you asked suddenly curious.

    "A chance to... you know... do stuff..." he said looking at the bed as he straightened the sheets in an effort to avoid your gaze, now turning into a glare.

    "Y-You mean, they were trying to get us to-!?" you asked slightly shocked. Then you started laughing for no clear reason.

    Toni stared at you slightly bewildered.

    "Ahahah, HAHAHA I AM GOING TO KILL THOSE TWO," you stared at Spain for a moment longer before opening the door and launching yourself at the stairs. "FRANCE!? PRUSSIA!? YOU TWO ******** BETTER START RUNNING RIGHT NOW!!!"

    Your shout was met with the several scuffles, scrapes, and various cuss words and laughter. "If you can catch us Espagne amant!" France's deep rumbling laughter followed suitly. As you reached the bottom step you just caught a glimpse of a foot and the door closing.

    You tore through the house with the cheers of Russia's, "Idi, ubivat tekh predateley!" You assumed it meant something like "Catch those losers!"

    Closing the door with a slam you could see Francis and Gilbert's slightly panicked looks as they dissapeared across the street. Barely making sure a car wasn't going to hit you, you pounded across the asphalt in Spain's slightly baggy jeans.

    "____! Car!" you recognized Toni's voice and you stopped dead in your tracks looking back at him just in time for something hard to slam into you pushing you onto the hard cement sidewalk.  

    Then you heard it. The screech of tires and the unmistakable thump. Your chest tightened at the sound. It was sickening. Oh, so sickening. You looked over to the sound and saw what you had never wanted to see ever. Spain rolled over the top of the car and fell, laying on the ground limp. Disregarding your scrapes, you scrambled up to race over to Antonio.

    His head seemed undamaged but his chest was starting to slowly seep blood and one of his legs was at a twisted angle that didn't look natural. Finding yourself on your knees you looked up at who could only be the driver standing over you with a cell phone to his ear. France and Prussia's long steps reached your ears.

    Your gaze rested back on your limp lover. Tears gathered in your clear (e/c) eyes, a late reaction. You tried to speak but only a high pitched squeak came out. You wanted to touch him and hold him but your arms wouldn't move.

    Gilbert pulled you up onto your feet and you held him shaking with large, quiet sobs. You felt yourself get light-headed with the shock. You stumbled, another pair of arms catching you. By now you didn't really care who it was. Then you heard the distant sirens and fainted with sadness, shock, and remembering. It all came back so fast, the suicide attempt. And before that...

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    "I-I think we should see other people ____," said his unmistakable voice with a slight northern accent. Your heart practically tore in two pieces at his words. You knew why, you had seen how he looked at (friend 1). He had fallen for her, it wasn't hard to see.

    "Okay," was all you said before he walked away.

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    "U-Uh ____? You've been layed off. I-I don't know how it happened, Max just told me to call you. I'm so sorry..."
    "..."
    "____? You still there?" you hung up and set down the phone. That made no sense, you worked your hardest. At least as hard as you could...

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    "____, you know I love you and your mother very much, right?" your dad asked. People always said you looked like him, the same (h/c) hair and sparkling (e/c) eyes.

    "O-Of course Dad," you weren't even going to ask why he was telling you this, you and him knew very well why. He looked up at you with his large pleading eyes and you understood pulling him into a hug.

    It was right then that he used the last of his energy to hug you back with the same strong grip he used to when you were sad, mad, or just because.

    You felt as his life force drained away into the air and pulled away from his dead embrace. Then the sirens started in the distance...

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    "J-Jake?" you said with a hollow tone. It wasn't too hard to comprehend. The needle on the coffee table in front of him and the girl sitting by him on the couch, the needle to her arm. He had large dark circles under his eyes.

    "GET OUT, NOW JAKE," you screamed at your brother. He and the girl rushed past you into the hallway and dissapeared. You sat down staring at the needles questions rushing through your head.

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    "Is this ____?"

    "Y-Yes. Who is this?" you said nervously.

    "This is the Orange Bay medical hospital. Your mother is checked in here and we are about to check her out," was the reply."

    "Oh my God! I'll be right there to pick her up," you said shocked.

    "That won't be necessary... You see, she passed two hours ago from a sudden sickness..."

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    You opened your eyes slowly, feeling your face wet and hot. You knew you had been crying in your sleep again. It happened constantly now.

    "____?" a voice came from above you. It was Francis. Looking around you discovered you were sitting on France and Prussia's laps. The rest of the countries were sitting in the other chairs in what looked like a waiting room. They all turned at France's voice looking at you.

    "Are you okay?" Gilbert asked quietly. "You passed out about a minute after the accident."

    "Y-Yeah," you said while thinking 'No'. Your (h/c) hair stuck to your face from the tears and your brushed it away.

    "The doctor said when you woke up you could go see Toni," America said.

    You smiled at him, "Thanks, I'll get a nurse to show me the way."

    (Inside his room) The nurse sowly closed the door behind you.

    "T-Toni?" you said your voice shaking. No answer. Rounding the white curtain, you gasped lightly.

    His leg was lifted up and wrapped in a bulky cast. The rest was under covers. His face looked completely peaceful and the same as this morning. You walked over to the bed and squatted. They had left his cross on, how nice. You took it in your hand and squeezed it slightly breathing in his scent.

    He really was handsome. You felt like you should say something, so you did. "España, Te amo. No quiero que te vayas. Por favor, no te vayas. Moriré sin ti. Yo no quiero vivir sin ti a mi lado, ni por un minuto. Por favor..." you whispered putting your face close to his. You lay your head down on the edge of the soft, clean smelling bed. Then, he scrunched his nose for a split second and opened his eyes. His deep emerald eyes.

    "____, you make Spanish sexy," he said softly. Tears sprang to your own (e/c) eyes as you lifted your head back up.

    "Toni... I'm so sorry," you said sniffing.

    "It's fine... hey nice shirt," he said faintly smiling mischievously at you. You remembered then that you had on his clothes. You smiled at the fact that they were too big for you.

    "____?"

    "Yeah?"

    "Come here..." You put your face close to his. Suddenly, he gave you a soft peck on the cheek.

    "I'll give you a real kiss later..." he smiled at your reddening face.

    "Toni?" you said slightly louder.

    "Yes?"

    "Can I kill Gilbert and Francis now?"

    He chuckled softly, while wincing, "Sí ____."

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    "_____? You coming or not?" A familiar Spanish voice called out from downstairs.
    "Coming right now Toni-" you shouted and also succeeded in tripping on the last few stairs. Panic flared in your chest as you felt the world rush past you. You hit a solid object but it wasn't the floor. Actually, it cushioned your fall a bit.

   It was Spain. He had had his cast off the day before and was now almost completely healed. His stunningly bright green eyes made eye contact with you and you felt the churning in your stomach again.

    "I'm gonna have to have my cast back on if you keep doing this _____," the man beneath you smiled.

    "Who said it was on accident?" you said and gently lowered your head into a gentle kiss on his lips.

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"Te amo mi príncipe,"- I love you my prince (Spanish)
"Buenos días, ____,"- Good morning, ____ (Spanish)
"Espagne amant,"- Spain lover (French)
"Idi, ubivat tekh predateley!"- Go, kill those traitors! (Russian)
"España, Te amo. No quiero que te vayas. Por favor, no te vayas. Moriré sin ti. Yo no quiero vivir sin ti a mi lado, ni por un minuto. Por favor..."- Spain, I love you. I do not want you to go. Please do not go. I will die without you. I do not want to live without you by my side, even for a minute. Please ... (You better know which language this is xD)