Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter but I keep getting busy and never have time. Ugh, LIFE! But I hope you guys enjoy this chappie and can forgive me.

By the way, Accettazione means 'Acceptance' in Italian.
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Chapter 3: Segreti

xX (Italy's POV) Xx

Once again, Italy was running from Germany, who was steadily catching up to him, because he didn't want to train. He turned a corner and ducked into a bush as he waited for the German to pass. He was catching his breath when he heard something moving around behind him. He sat there frozen, ready to run again if it happened to be Germany that found him. The Italian felt a hand gently place itself on his shoulder as the person it belonged to began to speak.

"Um...Feliciano-san? Why are you in a bush?" He realized the voice to be Japan's and turned around to look at him. As he did so, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, um, ciao Kiku! I was just taking a break from training!" Italy had a feeling that Japan was sent by Germany to find him and added, "Did M-Ludwig send you here to find me and bring me back?" Japan shook his head but looked at Italy with curiosity in his charcoal eyes. The Italian shook under Japan's steady gaze.

"No, I was doing the same as you."The Italian made a slight sigh of relief that Japan wasn't going to take him back to training. "However...I'm curious...have you noticed that Ludwig-san has been acting strange lately?" Italy suddenly froze, afraid of what to say as a reply to the unexpected question. He didn't want tell the other the German's secret, and he didn't even know if that was what he was questioning about, but he had to keep the secret no matter what.

"Ve~, What do you mean by strange? I haven't noticed any weird behavior." He said with a confused look on his face to figure out what exactly the Japanese man was asking.

"...Well...if you don't see anything wrong...I guess I'm just worrying about nothing" Japan made an apologetic smile and added, "Sorry if I worried you, Feliciano-san." He bowed his head in forgiveness and Italy just chuckled.

"It's ok, Kiku! Don't be sorry, you were just curious that's all!" Italy exclaimed, unaware of the fact that he spoke loudly and Germany had been searching nearby. The German heard the familiar voice and followed it and, of course, found Italy and Japan in the bushes hiding from training. When Germany pushed the bushes aside Japan quickly stood up and apologized for any trouble he caused.

"It's ok, Kiku, you didn't cause any trouble. Though I think that's enough training for today, we should be heading home now. We all need our rest for the meeting tomorrow." Germany informed and Italy and Japan both agreed with a firm nod.

xX (Japan's POV) Xx

As they headed home, questions further arose in the Japanese man's mind.

'What is happening with Ludwig-san? Why does he seem so...different? And why did Feliciano-san seem so...nervous when I asked him about the subject? It was almost like he was keeping a secret from me.' Japan shook his head, making his dark hair sway slightly, to rid it of the curiosity that always seemed to stick with him. Even though he could read the atmosphere and was very smart, it was difficult for him to wrap his head around this situation. He soon decided to just leave the matter alone and let the answer to his questions come naturally, instead of stressing his brain trying to find them himself. As he walked behind the two in question, he stilled wondered what they were hiding. What was really going on between the two?

xX (Italy's POV) Xx

Once they got to a certain point on their way back home, Italy and Germany said good-bye to Japan as he went back to the hotel that he was staying in. Italy went with Germany back to her house. Once they got back, Italy made his way to the kitchen.

"Moni, do you want something to eat? I can make you something if you'd like." The Italian asked with enthusiasm as he watched her head for the stairs. She stopped and spun around to look at him, her expression soft and her face tinted slightly red.

"You can just make some pasta if you want. Can you put some wurst in mine, bitte?" Italy had to think a short moment before figuring out that bitte meant please and nodded as he skipped off into the kitchen.

"So albern..." The German whispered to herself as she slowly climbed the steps, meanwhile starting to daydream about the perky Italian boy making her dinner.
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Super short chapter, sorry! DX I'm honestly, completely, deeply, and truly sorry that this is all you get for your long wait. From now on, I actually have an idea for future chapters, so I shouldn't have quite as much writer's block. If you have ideas for chapters to come, put it in a comment or send me a PM. I'm open for suggestions! Thank you so much for any of you that have stayed with me on this story and I hope to have more coming your way. Ciao! :3