Ciao everyone! I have to decided to make this a full on story! I hope you bare with me because it's a long chapter...But it's full of detail and hopefully makes you feel. I'm sorry for not updating much I have a 5-7 page research paper that I must do research on. The only good part is that the topic of the paper is..The Axis Powers! so it should be fun :). That's enough talking for me. I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

He ran.

He ran until the tears had evaporated from his eyes and his lungs felt like they were on fire. His chest felt tight and he was sure his legs had turned to rubber. Italy, who as now running aimlessly through the woods had failed to see a tree root that was sticking out right in his pathway.

Italy hit the ground with a dull thud. He stayed there for a moment looking at his unfamiliar Surroundings . He had been running for so long he forgot to actually look to see where he was.

Italy sighed curling himself up in a little bal. He suddenly felt something cold and wet on his face, he looked up to see an army of small rain droplets shooting down from the sky soaking everything including himself.

"Italy!" A voice called ahead. Italy buried his head into his arms hoping the voice wouldn't find him. "Veneziano!" the voice called again. He expected it to be Spain or Romano, but as the voice came closer, he realized the accent didn't fit either of the two. He raised his head, looking towards the direction of the voice.

"Big brother France?" Italy answered quietly as he saw the tall, blonde figure wearing a blue cape moving around frantically, calling his name. Italy lifted his head more until he met eyes with the French man. He saw France give a big sigh of relief as he ran over to Italy kneeling next to him.

"Oh mon dieu Italy, thank god! what are you doing out here in the rain? I got a call from Spain saying that you suddenly ran out and they couldn't find you anywhere. Spain, me and Romano were worried sick!" France lectured as he took off his coat, wrapping it around Italy's shoulders. Italy griped the jacket tightly as he was helped up by france. Italy shivered as he leaned on his brother for support. France sighed shaking his head as he wrapped an arm around Italy's shoulders leading him out of the forest.

"Oh Dios mio,Italy veneziano Vargas." Spain breathed out as he led France and Italy inside the house.

"I found him sitting against a tree, he was deep into the forest by the time I found him." France explained as he sat the drenched Italian down at the kitchen table. "He was so out of it. I don't think even realized where he was going."

"Veneziano what were you thinking?" Spain said putting his hands on the kitchen standing across from Italy. "Romano has been in an absolute panic since you left!"

Italy flinched and looked down at his feet. Spain sighed and sat down placing his hands on top of Italy's. "I know this is hard for you hermano." Italy lifted his head locking his eyes with his Spanish Brother. Spain Smiled gently. "Italy do you know what Romano did when he found out what was happening to him? He cried." Spain paused for a second before continuing. "He cried because he was worried about you. He loves you so much, even though he might not show it very well.

"He loves you too, you know." Italy said after what seemed like hours of being in a state of silence. He saw Spain's expression falter as he averted his eyes away from Italy. The Italian hesitated before continuing. "I know it's hard to believe but Romano really does love you a lot, you're like a child to him...and you're our big brother..you, and France took care of us when nonno couldn't."

"gracias Niño," Spain whispered, his voice cracking slightly.

"Mon ami, why don't we head over to the bar?" France cut in noticing his friends quick change of emotion.

"Ita, will you be ok?" Spain asked, unsure of france's offer. Italy nodded.

"I'll be fine fratello, I have to go dry off anyway. You go have fun with big brother France."

Spain nodded as he was led out the door by France. Italy stayed in the kitchen for a moment before standing up and heading upstairs. As he made his way to the bathroom he stopped at the room he and Romano shared.

Italy peeked in to the room to see Romano looking out the window, his back was facing Italy. Romano seemed to be biting his nails. His breathing sounded panicked and his back rose and fell quickly. A wave of guilt suddenly washed over the small Italian. Italy hesitated for a moment before slipping himself into the room.

Romano, hearing footsteps behind him, turned his head to face the person behind him. His panicked emotion that had plastered itself on his face melted. "Veneziano.." he whispered as he pulled his brother into a hug. "Mio Bambino I was so scared.." He pulled Italy away looking him up and down. "You're all wet! what were you thinking you could get pneumonia!" Italy studied Romano's face as his older brother fussed over him like a mother who had found her son after losing him in a public place.

"Come on let's get you dried off." Romano said bringing Italy out of his daze. The younger Italian nodded as his brother led him to the bathroom.

I hope you guys enjoyed that! I'll try and update as soon as I can, also keep a look out for someone shots I'll be uploading soon, I found them in the back of my school binder so I think I'll publish them for the hell of it XD. As I always say Rates and Reviews are always welcome and I will see you guys in the next chapter. Bye!