Felicia locked the door behind her and leaned against it, sighing in relief. As the adrenaline faded, guilt and sadness took over. She wiped tears from her eyes. Come on, Italy, pull it together, she scolded herself. You don't have the time or the right to be a crybaby now.
"Großer Bruder? Wo bin ich? Ich weiß nicht mehr, warum kann ich nicht erinnern? Ich schmerzen habe," a boy's voice said dazedly.
Felicia turned to see him stumbling down the hallway, his blue eyes clouded. He leaned heavily on the wall. His blond hair stood up in all directions like a crown of thorns. Italy caught him as he fainted again. She carried him bridal-style to the bedroom and laid him tenderly on the bed. After checking his bandages, she gave him a painkiller and a sedative, and tucked him in. She stared into his young face, holding back her tears. He hadn't aged a day, while she had gone through so much.
~~meanwhile...~~
Romano paced, Hungary fidgeted, Germany sat with his head in his hands, and Spain, for once, read the atmosphere well enough to know not to say anything encouraging. On the other side of the computer screen, Prussia, France and Austria wore identical looks of amazement. "He punched you?" Prussia asked for the millionth time.
Romano growled in irritation. "Yes, idiot, how many times do I have to say it? And not he, she."
"She? But that is just a disguise, non?" questioned France.
The volatile Italian sighed exasperatedly and dug his fingernails into his scalp. "Do you not have ears? I told you, my fratello - no, sorella - is apparently transgender. And no, that's not why she left. There's something more than that. She was hiding something."
This time it was Spain who spoke. "And that's something you haven't said yet, mi tomate. I know there's something you haven't told us; I'm not that stupid. We all saw... whatever it was that happened between you and Italy."
Romano gritted his teeth and let his hands drop to his sides. Leave it to Spain to ask. "We're both Italy."
There was a collective here he goes again from the nations. They didn't get it. He took a breath and sat down. This was going to be a long explanation.
Translations:
Großer Bruder? Wo bin ich? Ich weiß nicht mehr, warum kann ich nicht erinnern? Ich schmerzen habe. = Big brother? Where am I? I can't remember, why can't I remember? I'm in pain.