I DO NOT OWN HETALIA NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WANT TO

A/N hello~ this is my first fan fiction so please bear with me -.-'

I was sitting on my couch reading a book on a night where it was snowing furiously. It was getting late and I was about to go to bed for the night, then I heard a weak knock on the door. I dismissed it as the wind until it happened again slightly louder and it was multiple knocks at once. I get up and open the door and to my shock there was a beaten and battered Italy limping inside.

I stood there in shock for a second then I just snap a bit "Italia! Vhat happened did Britain beat you up again!?"

He replied out of sadly and weakly "Ve~ no sir …"

"Then vhat happened? There is no way this could have happened on accident!" I barked trying to get answers from the beaten Italian

"Some enemy soldiers kidnapped me… and they mistook me as a civilian girl" Italy replied limping over to sit down on the couch

I couldn't help but giggle at the fact that they mistook Italy as a girl but then I regain my composure and ask in a serious tone "Vhere were they from?"

Italy looked at me almost like he didn't want to tell me then replied solemnly "Russia."

I snapped probably scarring Italy for life "I AM GOING TO BEAT THE RUSSIAN BASTARD IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!" Then I calm down a bit and ask Italy seriously "Is there anything I could do for you?"

Italy replied a little shaken up "Don't instigate anything! It ... was my fault anyways… Si… can you help me with my wounds?"

"Ah… yes sorry I'll try not to." I reply somewhat hurt by him not wanting me to revenge him for this, then I get up and grab the first aid kit off my shelf on the other side of the room and rush back to Italy.

Italy doesn't say anything as I go to put anti-bacterial on his wounds then he cringes because it stings

"They told me that I needed to be taught respect." Italy said still cringing from the anti-bacterial

I thought about what little Italy could of possibly done to make them think that, but nothing came to mind so I said "Vhat could you have ever done to one of them to make them say that"

He hesitated to respond then said weakly "I kicked one of them in the groin"

"Vhy vould you do that to one of them Italy, it's obvious that it would cause a problem!" I say demandingly, then I stop and say "plus since when did you get the guts to that anyways."

Italy looked at me, hurt was in his eyes then he spoke again "When… when they thought I was a woman they tried to… um ... n-nothing"

That triggered something inside me and I say on impulse "Italia you should have said something, try to act more manly please…. I-I don't know what I vould do if something happened to you"

Italy looked at me grimly and replied "They/ did/ do something Captain."

"Vhat happened tell me?" I said it as if my life depended on it

"When they found out I was not a girl…they said that I tricked them… and I would have to pay…and they.. And they" Italy choked out

"AND THEY VHAT!"

"They called it 'love making' but I don't think it was..." Italy admitted weakly

I stood up in a tantrum "ITALY HOW COULD YOU LET THEM DO THAT TO YOU, I NEED TO GIVE THAT RUSSIAN ARSCHLOCH WHAT HE DESERVIES!"

"I didn't let them! They over powered me! It was ten Russians to one Italian, Captain! ... Please why said that …that they would do it again if I did anything about it..."

"FUCK DAMN THEM! Vhy must everything go vrong!" I choked out; I was having a hard time to putting my thoughts into words "Italy, you need to get stronger to protect yourself..."

Then I look at Italy and he starts to tear up and my chest starts to hurt.

"I'm trying Captain! In this situation, it would not have made a difference… even if I was as strong as you I would have lost…" Italy replied solemnly

"Damn it! ... You… you can no longer leave my side Italia so you will be safe, I don't vant anything to happen like this again…please." I choke out.

Italy answered quickly "Si Captain, I am sorry" As if he knew how much it would break me if he refused.

"Please stop calling me captain, it make me feel as if I am to blame for this… even though if I were with you it wouldn't of have happened" I say with guilt.

"All right sir. I'm sorry." Is all Italy could muster before he hid his face in his hands "I'm … so sorry"

I put my hand on Italy's head and said calmly "It's all right, you are not dead and that is all that matters" Then on impulse I pull him into a hug.

He hugged me back then lifted his head up and started talking again "Si… I ran out when they all fell asleep from drinking too much… On the bright side I got what I was looking for."

"Got vhat? Vhat did you receive?"

Im sorry if I forgot any punctuation that is probably my biggest grammar problem so sorry -.-'