I don't really have much to day except here's Chapter 4. I am already working on Chapter 5 and I'm going to be putting some Spamano into it because it seems I forgot about that pairing. XD Abyways, prepare for takeoff! Everything is about to start! Feli is going darker by the minute and Ludwig is getting tortured! Eep! I'm am also hoping to show some POV's of other countries to put a view on how Feli's actions are affecting the world. MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Remember, R&R!
Rain Upon Italian Soil – Chapter 4
-FLASHBACK WARNING-
Sometimes I wonder…
Why was I brought into this world? Why did I have to become the coward I am today? Why did I have to be born with so many imperfections? Why are countries immortal? Why can't I believe in myself? Why do my friends not give up on me?
Why do I even try?
Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by Germany's enraged shouts.
"ITALY! GET JOURSELF DOWN HERE RIGHT NOV!"
Oh, here we go again… I guess I did forget about training…
"I'm-a so sorry Germany! I forgot about-a practice today!" I loudly apologized as I ran downstairs not wearing any pants- as per usual.
"ITALY VERRDAMIT VHY DID JOU FORGET JOUR PANTS AGAIN?!" Germany had begun to lecture me.
Ugh, I was so deep in thought I forgot to put them on…again…
Why am I such a ditz? I bet Germany gets tired of it…
"S-sorry Germany," I trembled shakily as I rushed back upstairs.
No matter what, Germany can still be very scary…
I threw my pants on and I pulled on my boots.
Forget these stupid laces!
I tucked in my boot laces into my boots and ran back down stairs.
"I am-a ready Germany!" I cheered as we started to go outside.
"Italy…" Germany sighed.
"What?" I wondered as I turned back around to look at him.
"Jou did not tie jour boot laces…" He mumbled as he ordered me to sit.
"Ve~ Germany. Thank you!" I announced as I sat down waiting for Germany to tie them for me.
He never touched my boot.
"Italy…" Germany started. "Vhy are jou makink me so exhaushted?" He asked as he took my hands in his.
Ve~ Germany is a little more open today…
He looked straight into my eyes and said what I DID NOT expect him to say ever in my life: "Vhy are jou so useless? You're such a heafy burden on my shoulders… Sometimes, I vish you coult jusht take care of jourself for once. I von't be there for you forever. Jou need to learn hov to sleep alone, go out to exercise alone, and tie jour shoes alone. Please… do this for me and become an independent man."
What did you just say? Useless? Burden? Alone? He cannot be serious!
"Ve~ Germany, that wasn't a very nice joke…" I whispered out unsure.
He gave an immediate answer, "I was not joking Feliciano."
What is this madness? Germany is practically telling me he hates me! This is my worst fear right? I feel so numb and so hollow… Germany is telling me in unwanted, a nuisance…. A burden… I never expected I would ever feel this much pain after Holy Roman Empire's death… I feel like the sky and the ground have come together as one. Why…?
As if he couldn't find a better time to visit his fratello where he normally is, Romano waked up to the house.
"Germany… bu-" I started. Then I just stopped.
I get it. There are no 'buts' about it. I get it. He wants me gone. My one and most precious friend, Germany, hates me.
"Heh," I scoffed as I stood. Germany looked up at me hopeful that I was going to reform. "I'm sorry Germany, but I am who I am. I cannot change the fact that I am Italian and I cannot adapt to the way you want me to. I'm not German, I'm sorry. I'm just Italy, useless Italy." I stated quietly. "Well, have a good life Germany. I hope you are happy now that I'm going away." I shakily spoke out as a few tears cascaded down my cheek.
"I thought you were higher than that potato bastard, but it looks like I was wrong." Romano growled lowly as he walked over to us.
"Fratello, can we just go home, I am tired." I mumbled into Romano's ear as I hugged him tightly.
I hate this… I hate it all…
"Fine," Romano plainly agreed as he hugged me back and whispered comforting words in Italian to me.
"Ti amo mi fratello." I whispered back as we separated and we got into his car.
"Vi auguro il meglio della vita. Addio Germania." Italy stated stiffly.
"What? Italy, I don't know Italian!" Germany shouted back at me.
"It means fuck off and have a shitty life!" Romano 'reassured' Germany of Italy's farewell.
Then we drove off.
I really didn't want to know what Germany's face looked like after that.
-Day's later-
Veneziano, can you take care of the work our boss has given us? I need to talk with Spain, something urgent has come up." Romano quickly stated as he rushed over to the door.
"Si Romano, I will!" I agreed happily, well, tried to as I stood up to go to the office.
"Ugh…" I sighed but only to hear the office phone start to ring.
"Ciao? Questa è l'Italia che parla." I asked as I answered the call.
"Italia? Ho un piano che voglio il permesso di svolgere." My boss stated cleanly, similar to Germany. In a way, it reminded me of how Hitler was when he started WWII.
"Capisco ... sto ascoltando. E 'spaventoso? Pericoloso, forse?" I warily asked.
"Ciò consentirà di risparmiare i nostri problemi dei paesi! Sarà a costo di molte nazioni ma beneficerà notevolmente!" He replied desperately.
Cost of nations?! Wait, why should I care? They all see me as the lowly burden, why should I hold back now? Besides, it's time for me to go from Useless Italy to a powerful empire! If they are all willing to hurt me like how Germany did, than I won't hold back now! Besides, Holy Rome seemed like world domination was his goal in life, so as any person as close to him as I was, I should I help him fulfill his dream.
"Sono interessato, continua a parlare." I pushed him to continue.
Translations:
Ti amo mi fratello – I love you my brother.
Vi auguro il meglio della vita. Addio Germania. - I wish you the best in life. Farewell Germany.
Ciao? Questa è l'Italia che parla. - Hello? This is Italy speaking.
Italia? Ho un piano che voglio il permesso di svolgere. – Italy? I have a plan that I want your permission to carry out.
Capisco ... sto ascoltando. E 'spaventoso? Pericoloso, forse? - I see... I'm listening. Is it scary? Dangerous perhaps?
Ciò consentirà di risparmiare i nostri problemi dei paesi! Sarà a costo di molte nazioni ma beneficerà notevolmente! - It will save our countries problems! It will be at the cost of many nations but we will benefit greatly!
Sono interessato, continua a parlare. - I am interested, keep talking.
-END OF FLASHBACK-
"And that's EXACTLY how I am where I am today."
"Shocked Germany?" I cruelly asked as if I really wanted an answer. "You SHOULDN'T be!" I shouted in anger, no, fury. "You should've KNOWN how HURT I was by what you told me that day!" I yelled into his ear as I watched his chained, bloodied up body shake at my risen volume. "HAH! Do you see this guy?" I laughed as I directed my 'question' to one of my guards. "He's shaking at poor, useless Italy! Hah! It's comical!" I chuckled as I stepped over towards Germany and removed the gag from his mouth. "Well, what do you have to say for yourself, 'Oh So High Germany'?" I seriously asked Germany and awaited his response.
"I vas jusht tryink to remind jou that jou needed to grov up a little. I did not mean jou had to change; I did not mean anythink of the sort. I vas simply beink rough vis jou to get jou to become a little bit more independ-" Germany tried to reason with me. Note: he TRIED.
"I don't care what excuse you have for saying what you said, I just wanted to know what pathetic thing you'd say to try and justify yourself. Heh, but this is just priceless, truly WORTHLESS. What's done is done and we will leave it at that. I haven't forgiven your little stunt yet but I will tell you I enjoyed what little effort you put into making me feel better. HAHAHAHHAHAHA~" I explained as I threw the gag back into his mouth and walked back over towards the chamber's door.
"Torturarlo." I ordered as I walked out and slammed the door.
"Sì signore," He replied quietly as I walked away.
"Fratello…" Romano started as soon as I walked away from the TO chambers.
"Why were you waiting on me?" I asked him as I walked towards our commander's office near the center of HQ.
"Yes, posso andare a vedere la Spagna per l'ultima volta?" Romano begged.
"Bene, ma fare in fretta. Dobbiamo fare un'altra mossa e veloce." I replied irritated as I slammed the office door shut in his face.
I WILL SEE THIS THROUGH TO THE END! NO MATTER HOW MANY OR WHO THE COUNTRIES ARE I WILL COMPLETE THE DOMINATION!
Translations:
Torturarlo. – Torture him.
VERDAMMIT - DAMMIT
Posso andare a vedere la Spagna per l'ultima volta? – Can I go see Spain one last time?
Bene, ma fare in fretta. Dobbiamo fare un'altra mossa e veloce. - Fine but make it fast. We need to make another move and fast.
Yay! I finished Chapter 4! Hope you guys like Chapter 5! :D XD ;D