Author's Note: So, Italy might seem OOC in this but within that bundle of cuteness there is a little tinsy bit of anger, it's unusual for the lovable guy but I just had to do this cx

I think this song fits Vani in this story, it's *tear* by Rin Kagamine Append Sweet. For some reason whenever I'm sketching her, this song gets stuck in my head :P

OH! And I recently got a deviantART account soo... here you go! My deviantART name is KristineLove and you shall see the drawings so you'll see my drawing of Vani :D

So enjoy and review, please?

Translations:

Bella - Beautiful

Miss Sicilia? Ho ottenuto questo per te. - Miss Sicily? I got this for you.

Grazie, piccolo. - Thank you, little one.

Ciao, hai perso? - Hello, are you lost?

"Yours is the first face that I saw

I think I was blind before I met you

Now I don't know where I am

I don't know where I've been

But I know where I want to go."

~ First Day Of My Life by Bright Eyes ~

Wind whirling around my face, one of my hands pushing my sundress down, and the other pushing my sunglasses up the bridge of my nose. Feliciano laughs happily as he speeds down the roads and I laugh a long with him. I look back at Germany and laugh at his whole posture. Clinging to the seat belt the way he did made me laugh even more.

When we reach our destination, Germany turns to me and asks, "Don't tell me you drive like zhat also?"

"Only on Tuesdays." I say jokingly.

My brother ends up leading us to a old restaurant and ordering for all of us. We sit on top the roof at a small table with an amazing view of the ocean and around us are a few people eating their own meals.

"You and this nation are still so bella!" Feliciano bubbles as he plays with my hair.

"Grazie, fratello." I smile and continue to say somberly, "I try my best to keep my people happy."

"They seem to be." Germany adds in and I give a gentle nod.

"Yesterday was so scary, I was so afraid that I would lose you!" My brother chimes and my eyes widen slightly. A frown creases my mouth and I squeeze his hand before returning to a smile.

"I'm fine now and that's what matters." I fake a bright smile and my brother doesn't seem to notice.

Before I know it, I start having a hard time focusing and I try to fight the pain, good thing my brother keeps on talking. My friends were distractions, they didn't heal the sadness and they never will. I feel myself slowly seep into this unknown abyss of depression when a little hand pats my own. I blink and look over to a little blonde boy.

I instantly smile and shift over to him. "Ciao, hai perso?" He shakes his head.

"Miss Sicilia? Ho ottenuto questo per te." His voice squeaks as he gives me a very small bouquet of red flowers. I smile, take them, and say thank you. He quickly leans up, kisses my cheek, and then runs away to his mother giggling who smiles at me softly. I wave as they leave and turn to see both nations staring at me.

"What?" I blush from getting flustered by their stares.

"That was so cute and those flowers are so pretty, vee~" Feli takes the flowers when I hand them to him and he lightly strokes the petals with his fingertips.

"Does zhat happen all zhe time?" Germany asks.

"Sometimes, I'm just surprised people recognize me." I say and then ask cheerily, "How are you enjoying your stay in Sicily?"

Germany blushes terribly at something I said and Feli answers instead, "Oh, it's fantastic! It's how it used to be when I first visited. Do remember that time, sorella? You were so young and cute with your little nation and everything~!"

Things were like they used to be, I mean with my brother, and I'm glad nothing changed because I can still remember how he was when he was in the war. So determined to protect me even though he was weak and always gave up. I would've done the same except I'm not weak... Okay, maybe a little but that's besides the point. I would protect my brothers no matter what because I love them with all my heart and no one is going to come between that. Not even that damn Germany.

Maybe I have a little grudge against Germany.

I feel a tight squeeze of my hand and I look over at my brother. My eyes widen when I see a scowl on his face, making him look like Romano, and I blink in confusion. I've only seen Feliciano get mad once and he was drunk.

"Don't think you can hide your feelings, Vani. Last night, you told me why you tried to kill yourself." He says with a serious tone, all cheerfulness is gone.

"Feli-"

"If you are in trouble, you just need to tell us! Lovino and I can help you." He interrupts me angrily.

"I don't need anyone's help, Feliciano." I snap. "I can take care of myself."

"No, you can't. You never have been able to!" He fires back making me sit up abruptly, almost knocking my chair over. My tear-filled eyes meet his and I quickly walk down the restaurant stairway into a narrow alleyway across the street. Out of view, I let tears fall down my cheeks and run my hand across my face. All I can think is that he told the truth, I'm nothing but a useless nation who can't protect her people or even herself.

A white tissue appears in front of me with a hand holding it before I meekly take it away. I wipe my eyes before letting out a whine of protest at the sight of my make-up smudges on it. I look up to thank the person and I stiflea gasp. My eye twitches a bit and I say sharply, "Why- You- I'm- What are you doing?"

The tall German lets out a sigh and answers, "You're velcome." I nod suddenly feeling a bit overwhelmed and he continues saying, "Italy instantly started crying when you left and had me come here."

"Oh, and here I thought you were concerned." I tease with a smirk and he grumbles something. "You must be surprised to see him mad."

"I am." His awkward response doesn't affect me at all.

"He's right." I blurt out sadly only to look up at him with a small hint of shock.

"He doesn't think so." Germany turns to me with a shrug.

"I'm sorry you got involve in our problems." I mumble looking down at the ground.

"I don't mind and Vani..." I look up again and this time, he has a small smile on his face. "I can tell you are a very strong woman, so zhat makes your nation strong too."

Who knew one smile can make my heart flutter.

"And so I thought I'd let you know

That these things take forever

I especially am slow

But I realize that I need you

And I wondered if I could come home."