A/N: This is my first reader insert ever! Italy is a little OOC sorry about that. By the way, Italy is the only 2p! country in this. All the others and their normal selves.
Devil's Advocate 2p!ItalyxReader Part 1
They all said he was a psychopath incapable of love. But you knew differently.
You met first him at your second world meeting. You were a small country that technically belonged to Germany, however most of the other countries saw your wealth and small size and thought, "She's fair game." Germany had done a good job of protecting you so far but he could not keep it up forever. Soon you would have to either find someone else to protect you or become strong enough to where you could protect yourself.
Then you met Italy.
You were sitting next to Germany attending your second world meeting. You were the small country of (country name) and you had begged for months to attend.
"(Country name), we're about done here. You can go outside if you want." Germany said. You nodded. Standing from the table, you eagerly strode outside. The sun was shining making your (color) hair gleam. You smiled up at the sun. You made your way over to the park and sat down on one of the swings. You slowly moved your legs so that you are moving but your feet never actually left the ground. A voice startled you.
"Bella, what are you doing out here alone?" An assertive voice asked. You looked up (color) eyes meeting dangerous purple ones.
"Mr. Italy? What are you doing out here?" You asked. You had never personally met Italy but you knew of him.
"It was boring in there bella. What are you doing out here?"
"Mr. Germany said the meeting was almost done so I could go outside." You answered. Italy seemed to ponder this a moment.
"What's your name bella?"
"(Country name)." Italy smiled at you and extended his hand. You took it but before you could shake it he leaned down and kissed your hand, making you blush.
"A pleasure to meet you (country name)."
"Uh, y-yeah," you mumbled, not looking at him.
"(Country name)!" Germany shouted. "Time to go." You shot up from the swing and began sprinting over to where Germany was waiting for you. You did not see Italy's purple eyes flash when you left him by the swings. When you reached Germany's side you turned back and waved to Italy. Instantly his expression changed from one of rage to mild disinterest.
"Bye Mr. Italy!" You called. Italy smirked at you.
"Ciao bella."
After much begging and pleading, you were allowed to attend the next world meeting, much to your jubilation. Once the meeting had concluded, you once again made your way to the park and sat down on your swing to wait. You did not really know why you were waiting but something told you that something good would come from it. Just as you were prepared to leave a familiar voice called out, "Back again bella?" You looked up and met Italy's gaze. You nodded.
"Yep." You chirped cheerfully. Italy smiled at your childish attitude. He sat down on the swing next to you.
"Hey (country name)?"
"Yeah?" You asked.
"If you belong to Germany why have I never seen you at any world meetings or Axis meetings before?" You did not notice that Italy nearly spat out the word "belong". You shrugged.
"Mr. Germany didn't think that I was ready for the world meetings because I'm still so small. As for the Axis meetings, I was there, you just didn't notice me." An awkward silence fell over both of you.
"Is that so?" Italy drawled.
"Yeah, I'm like Canada."
"Who?"
Your little routine continued for several months, after every world meeting you would go out to the park and sit with Italy on the swings and talk until you had to leave. However you had no interaction with him outside of the world meetings even though both you and he were members of the Axis powers. You would even say that you had he had become friends despite only seeing each other once a month. You had even begun to develop a slight crush on Italy. All good things however must come to an end eventually.
The beginning of the end came after a world meeting. You and Germany had just arrived home. You plopped yourself on the couch and picked up the book you had started earlier in the week. Germany sat on the couch arm and spoke the dreaded words, "(Country name), we need to talk." You lowered your book and met concerned blue eyes.
"What about?" You asked. Germany sighed, rubbing his temples.
"I've noticed you've been spending a lot of time with Italy."
"Yeah, is there something wrong with that? He's our ally isn't he?"
"Ja, he is. There's nothing wrong with you spending time with him it's just that you seem to be getting close to him."
"So?" You were beginning to dislike the direction this conversation was going in.
"I just don't want you getting hurt. Italy is… mentally unbalanced." Germany said slowly.
"What's that supposed to mean?" You asked.
"Italy is a psychopath and a sadist. I suggest you stay away from him if you don't wish to be hurt."
"Why?"
"I think he might be falling for you… and I can see you falling for him." You blushed at his statement. "Italy is unpredictable. If you give your heart to him I'm afraid that you'll end up dead." You slowly processed this information before you stood and walked to the door.
"I guess it's a good thing that you're only my caretaker and not my dad," You said casting one last glance over your shoulder.
"(Country name) where are you going?" Germany asked, rising from the couch's arm. You smiled slightly.
"Where do you think? I'm going to go see the devil. I wouldn't go so far as to say I love him but I do care about him." You paused and drew in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. "And even the devil needs someone sometimes." You stepped through the door never once looking back.