" Ve~ " Italy said as he smiled brightly.
Germany had looked up from the ground and up to the Italian infront of him "So...I've been having zese dreams about somezing lately, if you vouldn't mind listening about zem." He told italy
"Ve~ i would-a love to-a listen to-a them." Italy said with a smile.
"Vell..." he begain as he folds his arms "Zough I don't remember anyzing about my childhood I've been having zese dreams, about I vould zink is me, along vith anozer. First love I zink, but ze images are fuzzy. Each night zey become clearer and clearer on who zey look like."
"Ve~ really~?" Italy said as he started to remember his first love the Holy Roman Empire
"It, it faintly shows of a young girl, she had a curl, and a push broom, zough before I left ve kissed and she gave me zat broom. *looks at him* Ze more I zink about it..." He then held his chin thinking.
Italy was then silent at first then said "Ve~ Germany let-a me show-a you something-a~" Italy took Germanys hand and led him to his bedroom at his house.
Germany had followed willingly saying "Ja Alright."
"wait-a here~" Italy said as he went into his closet looking for something " Ve~! where did-a i put-a it!" He thought out loud as the German told him not to rush and take his time.
Italy found it than exclaimed "Ve~ I-a found it-a!" he pulled out the painting he made of him and HRE and shows it to Germany "Dose-a this mean-a anything to-a you?"
Germany's eyes widen and he jolted up inspecting the painting. "Y-Yeah, zats her if my memory serves me right. *points at it then realizes something* Vait...vhy do you have zis Italia?" he asked the Italian.
Italy explains "Ve~ It-a is me-a and a Holy Rome..."
"V-Vait vhat?" he was shocked " Zat is...it can't be...are you sure?"
"Ve~ I-a painted it-a myself~ Austria dressed-a me in-a girls clothes-a." He told him
Germany rubbed his head surprised "So...so zen...zen zat means..."
"Ve~ means-a what~?" Italy had already figured out what it meant but he still asked.
"Zat you vere my lover...ze one I first fell in love vith in my life even zough I can't remember to much anymore...ach mein gott, Italia...after all zese years can you ever forgive me?" He pleaded
Italy smiled and tears came to his eyes his wish had really came true HRE had been home just had a different name then he had remembered he hugged the german tightly not wanting to let go saying "V-Ve~ o-of coures-a I do-a "he begain to silently cry tears of joy.
Germany held back his tears to stay strong and hugged him back tightly gripping the back of his shirt "I am happy, so happy zat your not mad..." He told Italy.
"V-Ve? W-Why would-a I be-a m-mad?" He asked.
"Because I left you for so long, left you heartbroken..." Germany then held him tight as if Italy was going to disappear.
The crying italian looked up at him and smiled still crying. "V-Ve~ it-a doesn't matter-a now all-a I care-a about is-a that your-a here now-a... germany your-a the onley-a person i-a have ever-a loved ... ti amo amore ." Italy said nuzzling germanys chest once more.
He wipes his tears away and he lets a smile form on his lips. "Me too, ich liebe dich Feliciano Vargas, i'll love you forever and ever."
Italy smiled and held both of his hands "and ever~" He said as he got on his tippy toes to kiss him.
Germany squeezed his hands lightly saying "No matter vhat~" bent down and kissed him deeply.