The young Italian brushed away a tear from his amber eyes as he saw his beloved Holy Roman
Empire stalk away towards the other knights. "H-Holy Roman Empire!" The boy called out, his voice
crushing with pain. Instinctively, the older male turned round meeting gazes. "I-I.. I love you!" Rushing
forward, he squeezed with all his might onto the blond, tears streaming down his face like rain would on a
window. "I'll miss you." Rubbing the Italian's back in comfort, Holy Roman Empire kissed him on the top
of his head, holding him closer for a moment before striding off. "W-wait!" He paused again. "I.. I want you
to keep this, to remember me by." Nodding, the nation handed the empire a small broom. A smile formed
onto Holy Roman Empire's face, and he leaned down to kiss the Italian on the face before running off
towards his other comrades. "Goodbye Italy!" .. For some reason, the Italian felt as if.. It was the last
goodbye.