Romano's Song

A/N: Pardon the stroke of genius but this had to happen. I know I should be working on my chaptered stories but that's coming don't worry! So this is GerIta with one-sided Itacest. Based off of Sally's Song from The Nightmare Before Christmas. I hope you like it!

Romano watched as his brother and the potato bastard kissed briefly and began to walk home from the World Conference.

I sense there's something in the wind

That seems like tragedy's at hand

Romano scowled, a scowl everyone took as hatred for the tall, blonde German. Well, they were right, but for the wrong reason.

And though I'd like to stand by him

Can't shake this feeling that I have

Romano wanted to be happy for his brother, but couldn't.

Not with the state of mind he had.

Not with the feelings he had.

Not when he loved his brother.

And he could feel that the worst was yet to come.

The worst is just around the bend

He knew the two were in love. Everyone knew it. It was obvious to everyone they would end up together, especially to Italy's older brother. The one who had loved him this whole time.

Everyone knew they would fall in love.

Everyone knew they would date.

And everyone knows they will get married.

And does he notice my feelings for him?

And will he see how much he means to me?

Romano knew his brother would never understand him or see just how much he means to his brother. He'll never know just how much he loves him. And Romano can never tell him.

I think it's not to be

Romano knows this.

Knows that it will never be.

What will become of my dear friend?

Where will his actions lead us then?

Romano wonders to himself everyday about what will happen to him and his brother if Italy marries Germany like everyone expects, like everyone knows will happen. Romano fears that he will not only hate Germany, but also hate his brother for it. What will be of them then?

Although I'd like to join the crowd

In their enthusiastic cloud

Try as I may, it doesn't last

Romano tries to be happy for his brother, tell himself that it's his brother that must come first, not his own sinful feelings. But he just can't. He wants to join the people that are so happy for the two nations and "always knew they loved each other" and "knew that they were just so perfect together." He always tried, but it never lasted. He tried to be happy for his dear, younger brother, but couldn't. Not when his own stupid feelings got in the way.

And will we ever end up together?

"No" was the answer Romano always told himelf. They will never end up together. He can never tell his brother. He can never forget his own feelings and be hapy for his brother like everyone else.

no, I think not, it's never to become

He can only give a sigh and scowl as he glared at the German man. Mask his pain. Pretend his hatred is for a different reason.

For I am not the one

And that one fateful day where Italy asked his brother for the final time why he wasn't happy for him and Germany and why he hated Germany so much, that was his answer.

For I am not the one.

End

A/N: I hope you guys liked it! Comments are beautiful~!