They had soon got back to Italy's house and the little Alexandrenia had fallen asleep in the Italian's arms.
Italy walked up the steps to his front door and opened it to find a very worried Germany waiting for him.
"Ve~ Caio amore I am home." Italy greeted him as he walked through the door.
"Hallo Liebe." Germany smiled and walked over to Italy then he saw the little girl in his lovers arms. "Um Italia vho is this child?" He asked him.
"Ve~ She-a is my-a little sorella." Italy smiled proudly as he said those words.
"Ah I see vell vhats her name and vhy do you have her?" Germany asked.
Italy went and laid her on the couch then pulled Germany into another room so that they could talk and he followed.
"Ve her-a name is Alexandrenia Romania Vargas-Popescu and-a she was-a hurt so I brought-a her home with-a me." Italy explained.
"Ah so she represents the vomen and girls of Romania Ja?" Germany asked.
"Si! She-a dose." Italy smiled.
"Humm then one more question." Germany paused for a moment. "Vhy is she not in Romania vith her bruder?"
Germanys question had soon put Italy into a sad mood once more and he frowned. "Ve" He began to speak. "Because of-a the same reason I-a have her…. My-a little fratello hurt my-a little sorella." His frown got bigger.
"Vhat?! Hov do you knov this?!" Germany exclaimed almost loud enough to wake the sleeping Alexandrenia even though she was in another room.
"Shh amore calm-a down before-a you wake-a her." Italy tried to calm him down.
"Sorry.." he calmed down.
Italy sighed softly. "Ve I-a know because-a she told and-a showed me-a." Italy said and he took his lovers hand leading him back to his little sister and when they got there Italy bent down and moved his sisters hair from her neck. "Look-a at this-a." Italy said with a whisper and moved out of the way so that Germany could look and see the fang marks on his sister's neck.
Germany was silent.
After Italy heard nothing but silence from Germany he moved his sister's hair back trying not to wake her then he stood up.
"My-a Fratello did-a that." He whispered to Germany.
Germany nodded trying not to stare at where the bite was. "She vill be staying vith us." He whispered to Italy then walks to the spare room getting it ready for her.
