Italy laid on his bed staring at the ceiling. This was going to be interesting. He was going to finally find out exactly what he did to Germany.

He felt more of his heart break to think that could have done anything that could have hurt Germany. Anything that could have humiliated Germany.

"Fratello!" Romano yelled from downstairs.

Italy went downstairs only to find Prussia standing at the door. Romano was glaring at him and blocking the way for him.

"Romano, let him in. I asked him to come over so I could get some questions answered"

Romano then turned to glare at Italy.

"Why? Why would you want him to risk coming here? You realize it's not hard to tell that he's German?"

"Si. I realize that. Now, are you going to let him inor did he travel here from Germany for nothing?"

Romano then moved out of Prussia's way. Prussia walked in and the door behind him.

"Come on, Prussia"

Italy and Prussia then went up to Italy's room. Italy sat on the bed before patting the spot beside him, signaling Prussia to sit next to him.

Prussia sat next to Italy, leaving a gap in between them. The tension between them was thick. The tension came from neither one of them wanting to talk about him. It had to be done though, so with a sigh Italy decided it was time to get this over with.

"So, let's get this over with. What exactly did he do to both of you?"

Prussia sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Why was that the first question you ask? Do you honestly want to know the torture he put us through?"

"Si, I do. I need to know"

Prussia looked at Italy.

"Warum?"

"Perche"

Prussia sighed.

"Alright, since you want to know. He treated Germany the best, mostly because he was the personification of Germany as a whole before my land dissolved"

Italy nodded, letting Prussia know he was listening.

"How he treated me on the other hand, well let's just say it was like day and night"

Prussia tugged on the sleeves of his jacket, making them cover more of his arms. He then shuddered from the memories of what he had done to him.

Italy watched as it seemed like Prussia was trying to curl into a ball and disappear.

"Prussia?"

Prussia snapped out of the daze he was in and turned to look at Italy.

"Ja?"

"We don't have to talk about this if you don't want to"

"Nein. We need to get this out in the open because there's no use in pretending it didn't happen. The whole fucking world knows that it happened"

Italy looked at Prussia. Prussia had definitely changed through all of this. He had a feeling that Germany had changed as well.

"What else do you wanna know, Italy?"

"I want to know everything, but I don't want to force you into talking about it if you don't want to"

"I don't care if we talk about it or if we don't. I just don't want to have to remember all the horrible things he put us through"

"Alright then we won't talk about it"

Prussia looked at Italy

"Es tut mir lied. I want to be able to answer you questions and give you the information you want, it's just too hard right now"

Italy nodded, realizing that maybe right now wasn't the best time to talk about him.

Prussia's phone went off. He answered immediately after checking the called ID. After a few minutes he hung up.

"Alright. Es tut mir lied, but I have to go. The Allies called him and said they would come for me and him as soon as the find us. Now he's having a mental breakdown because that wasn't the plan"

"Alright. You better get going"

Prussia gave Italy a hug.

"Bruder's not the only one that's missed you, Italy"

Then he left.


AN: So here's the fourth chapter. A little heads up, I'm working on some one shots that will have smut in them so be on the look out for them. Also, a little insight into my life outside of fanfiction, I'm getting baptized tomorrow. :)

Translations

Warum - Why (German)

Es tut mir lied - I'm sorry (German)

Perche - Because (Italian)