I'm ba~ack! Didja miss me? Yes, no? Sorry for not updating sooner but life just got in the way. And if you go onto my profile you can read a one-shot I wrote. It's either about Holy Rome and Chibitalia as the Little Mermaid cast or about a comic on DeviantArt.
The next day had begun normally. Germany woke up to Italy in his bed, but unlike most mornings his gut wrenched at the thoughts of his friend being someone else's. Italy kept on sleeping, and continued to sleep until he was late (again) for training. Thus he began to run very fastly towards Germany where he stood angrily waiting.
"Veh! Germany I'm-" Italy began to apologize when he got cut off.
"Just start varm ups. I'm vaiting for my boss to deliver a message." Germany left a surprised Italy to himself as he went to greet his boss who had appeared after the statement was said.
"Veh! Germany! Isn't this great?" Italy called out to his sour friend. Germany grimaced. The two were in an Italia library all the way out in Rome. Not only did the name remind the German man of the empire—and subsequently of when he was rubbing checks with Italy—but they were also in the history section, causing the unpleasant memories of a few nights ago to burn fresh in Germany's mind.
"Germany! I want to show you something!" Italy said to his taller companion as he latched onto his arm and began to drag him off. Germany sighed.
"See!" Italy proudly presented a history book set to a certain page to Germany.
"Und I take it as you vant me to read this, ja?" Germany asked Italy in a tired voice.
"Si!" Italy said in a cheery voice. Germany began to read and what he read startled him. The passage was about an 'empire' called the Holy Roman Empire and how the country of Germany was thought to be it, but historians argue on whether or not that it was true.
"Is it true, Germany?" Italy shyly asked.
"Is vhat true?" Germany asked the smaller nation.
"That you're Holy Rome," Italy managed to whisper, nerves and fear making him near tears.
"Italy…I…I just don't know, but I do know that-"Germany said, but was cut off by Italy's sobs. The small man continued to cry hysterically, and before the blonde muscular man knew what he was doing, he realized that the history book was on the floor and Italy was in his arms. A pretty librarian came over to shush them, but stopped when she saw the two embracing.
Eventually, after hours of Italy crying, the two were sitting on the floor. Germany leafed through the history book with one hand, but was mostly focused on his friend. Italy was sniffling and taking shuddering gasps for breaths.
"Italy?" Germany inquired softly and gently to the other when he felt it was safe. Italy hiccupped in response. The Germans hard blue eyes carefully stared at the red-faced and puffy eyed Italian whose auburn hair and sticky face was on his collarbone.
"Vould you like me to take you home now?" Italy nodded in response. Germany picked him up and the same librarian as before showed them out through the back door, graciously saving both nations prides from public humiliation. Germany thanked her before leaving for his car.
"Germany?" Italy's small voice asked once they were in the car.
"Ja?" Germany asked gingerly.
" I'm sorry."
