During a nap Italy was taking, while Germany and Japan were training he felt a strange tingle in his chest. He yawned and awoke, feeling odd... Grumpy.
"ITALY! WAKE UP AND GET TRANING!"
"FUCK YOU ASSWIPE!" The words fell from Italy's mouth and Germany and Japan stared at him with wide eyes.
"I-Italy-san? A-Are you feeling okay?"
"I feel fucking fine I'm tired as hell and I haven't gotten any sleep." His mouth formed a thin line and his eyebrows furrowed.
The two nations were shocked. Italy never acted like this
"I'm going home. Later fuckasses." He gets up and puts his hands in his pockets, leaving.
Germany and Japan stared in the direction Italy left in, shocked. "What the hell is wrong with Italy?"
"I do not know but I fear the worst is yet to come." Japan was shocked. He felt strange for a moment but brushed it off, thinking it only nausea. "I should head home though.. I am beginning to feel tired."
"Alright. We can meet for more training next week." The two nodded at each other and went home.