A\N: ok this is hella short but I wanted to get this request book up! Go ahead and request away my desires
" Gilbert, you know your not allowed to be here! "
Feliciano watched in concern as Ludwig yanked the fallen nation to his feet.
Gilbert's ban from important meetings like the one that was currently boring the nations was always sensitive to the albino and frankly if Ludwig was any less...Ludwig Feli would have showed him why the mafia respected him.
"Ja! I know bruder! I'm to awesome for these stupid meetings anyway!"
Ludwig rolled his eyes and dragged him to the door, "Just go home already idiot!"
Feliciano decided to blame the lack of pasta for acting suddenly but it also could have been two fact he was so tired of watching this play out and knowing how pained Gilbert was by this, he had geared the crying multiple times.
Either way he stood, knocking his chair over with a violent crash and glared at the laughing nations, well at least the allies looked slightly remorseful.
The Italian caught his brothers eyes and the older Italian inclined his head at the door where Ludwig stood shell shocked , still holding Gilbert by the collar.
Amber eyes met red ones and Feli easily made his way to the door, "Luddy, let Gil go." His voice was strangely quiet but nations such as Turkey and Spain shifted uneasily.
North Italy was as dangerous as he was sweet.
Ludwig released a wide eyes Gil and Feliciano pulled the albino to his feet with a smile, "Fratello?"
Lovino looked up casually from his notes, "Si?" The ghost of a smirk crossed their faces as their eyes met.
"Send me copies of the notes, ve? I'm going to go with Gil!"
The strangely subdued Italian chuckled and nodded, "Si. Have fun bastards."
Next to him Antonio whispered in rapid Spanish with a sigh. Lovino blushed and shoved him slightly.