Chapter 7

"So, do you want me to explain everything now?" Holy Rome asked breaking the silence that had been present throughout the walk.

"No. I would rather you wait and explain everything to everybody" Italy said.

"Alright. Can I ask you a question?" Holy Rome asked as he met Italy's eyes.

"S-si I guess" Italy said trying to think of what he might possibly ask him.

"What has been going on that you felt you had to do this?" Holy Rome asked looking at the scars and cuts on Italy's arms.

It was then that Italy realized he hadn't rolled his sleeves back down and did so. He then sighed.

"Some, well not some, most of the other countries have mocked and made fun of me and it hurt. I'm smart enough to know I can't keep my feelings bottled up, so this was a way of coping with it, or an escape from my feelings depending on who you are and how you look at it" Italy said, avoiding Holy Rome's eyes throughout the explanation.

"Alright. Were you sure back there when you said you didn't want help?" Holy Rome asked.

" You said 'a question'" Italy said with a playful smile.

"I know, but I leave for war and almost die then, I come back only to find the love of my life with cuts all over his arms. I think I have a right to ask more than just a question" Holy Rome said with concern apparent in his eyes.

"Si you're right. Ask as many as you like so long as I get to ask you questions" Italy said looking him in the eyes.

"Ja. Now answer my question" he said.

Italy sighed. He didn't want to answer this question because the answer was no, he wasn't sure when he said that. The truth was he didn't know if he wanted help or not.

"No. I wasn't sure when I said that" Italy said deciding it was better to tell the truth.

"Then tell me the truth, do you even know if you want help or not?" Holy Rome asked.

"No. I don't know if I want help or not, I just want them to stop. I'm too weak to stand up to them and no one has, so why would they start now?" Italy said.

"Because they care for you. You have many people who care for you. Many people who love you. Many people that it hurts them to see you like this. Me being one of those people" Holy Rome said as he pulled Italy into a hug.

Italy hugged back for a few seconds before pulling away remembering that Holy Rome had said he could ask him questions too.

"Alright , my turn. Did you mean when you said I was ' the love if your life'?" Italy asked as he met Holy Rome's eyes.

"Ja. I meant it. I've loved you since the 900s Italy" Holy Rome said.

"I've loved you since the first day I saw you. That's why it hurt so much when they told me you were dead" Italy said.

Then Holy Rome pulled Italy into a kiss. Italy ran his hands through Holy Rome's hair. Then Holy Rome pulled away from Italy.

"Mi dispiace" Italy said taking a step back to make he distance between them greater.

"Nein. It's fine. Why don't we hurry and get to Germany's house?" Holy Rome said blushing.

Italy nodded and took hold of Holy Rome's hand. They walked hand in hand the rest of the way to Germany's house.


AN 1: alright here's chapter 7 and i hope y'all lime it. I was thinking of posting another fanfic because i have really good ideas for it, but I'm afraid it'll wind up a little HetaOni themed. Anyway if you want me to make the other fanfic let me know. Also, if you have any ideas for this one let me know. Alright i think that's it...ciao!

AN 2: ok so i'm going to go through this story (hopefully sometime soon) and add more detail because there's like none. So if you start noticing longer chapters, new content to the chapters, and more detail...well this is your warning to be on the look out for that.

Nein - no (German)