A/N: Yay story time! ok yeah it's been awhile since I updated, I just haven't been very creative lately. But! have no fear I just recently purchased a blank notebook which as of now is filled with three yes count them THREE new one shots. And this story which you, the reader, are..reading is one of these three.
Romano: Shut up and get on with it you bastard!
...Fine, I just have to warn that this story does contain angst.
Alright guys and dolls (What up musical reference!) I'll see you all at the end of this story enjoy!
"It's..not..fair!"
Italy Veneziano stuttered out between gasping breaths as he sobbed uncontrollably in to his older brother's lap. The elder of the two, Italy Romano, remained silent as he rubbed his brothers back in a soothing pattern.
"I'm sorry Veneziano, but it was our bosses de-"
He was cut off by a gut wrenching scream.
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP! YOU KEEP REPEATING IT! I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO, I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO."
Italy screamed, sobbing into his brothers lap like a child having a tantrum. Romano covered his mouth choking back his own tears. Spain, who had been watching this from the beginning, stepped forward slowly. Placing a hand on the younger's shaking back.
"Mi hermano, why don't we step outside and get some fresh hair?"
Italy clung to Romano's legs, shaking his head. His breaths came out in short audible gasps. Romano placed a shaky hand on Italy's head, his own tears spilling freely.
"It's...not fair Romano."
Italy whispered not once lifting his head. Romano remained silent, there was nothing he could say that could make this right. A moment later he felt his little brothers head moving beneath his fingertips.
"Romano please don't leave like nonno did.."
Romano felt his heart shatter in his chest. He let out a shaky breath finally finding his voice.
"Veneziano, you know I can't control what happens." He slowly started stroking his shaking brothers hair. "I have to count on you to keep our country going when I'm gone."
"No, I won't." Veneziano harshly whispered as he pushed himself up and away from Romano, clenching his fists.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!" he screamed taking a step towards Romano again.
"HOW COME I'M ALWAYS LEFT ALONE?!"
Romano winced and looked away as his brothers words stabbed him in the chest and twisting the invisible blade a thousand times. Italy continued his rant trying to look Romano in the eyes.
"HOW COME GERMANY GETS TO HAVE PRUSSIA STAY WITH HIM, BUT YOU HAVE TO LEAVE?!"
Italy held his head in his hands as he backed into a wall. He doubled over, hugging himself tightly as tears fell from his cheeks onto the floor. He felt someone touch his shoulder. Without a second thought he pushed the hand away and ran out of the house has fast as he could ignoring the voices that were shouting for him.
A/N: so this was originally was supposed to be a one-shot, but I kind of, have an idea on how to continue it, but I decided to leave up to you guys! so leave a review if you want me to continue this story or not. Ok as I say almost every story Rates and reviews are always welcomed and I will see guys in the next fan fiction!
Bye!
