Chapter 10

There was a loud thud from the next room.

"What the hell was that?" Holy Rome asked as we all looked in the direction from which the sound came.

"How should we know you potato bastard? We've been here the entire time!" Romano yelled at Holy Rome accusingly while rolling his eyes.

"Will you both shut up!" Italy yelled. He loved them both, but honestly they were getting on his nerves. Everyone's getting on his nerves here lately.

Then Holy Rome went to the next room to investigate the noise. When he looked in his eyes widened. Then he backed up. When he was out of the way we all saw it. France on the ground, passed out.

"Big brother France" Italy said as he dropped to his knees beside France's unconcious body.

"What happened to him?" Romano asked as he walked up beside Italy. Italy gave Romano a look.

"You think I know? I was standing right next to you when he passed out" Italy said.

Italy then stood up and walked out of Germany's house. He needed to clear his head, too much happening at once. First, Holy Rome's alive. Second, he and Prussia have to go to war with Canada all because of their stupid boss. Third, Romano almost kills himself. Last, France passes out. What else could possibly go wrong?

He then hears Romano calling his name. He turns around to see Romano running to catch up with him.

"Veneziano! Where the hell do you think you're going?" Romano asks when he catches up with Italy.

"For a walk. I need to clear my head"

"Fine, but I'm going with you"

Italy sighs knowing it's pointless to try and argue with him. Once his mind is set to something, he doesn't stop.

"Whatever" Italy says as he starts walking again.

They walk in silence as Italy tries to sort through the thoughts that are running wild through his head. After a while of not succeeding he gives up. There's just too much to sort through.

"Veneziano"

"Si?"

Romano suddenly stops dead in his tracks and turns to look at Italy.

"Have you ever thought about us becoming a stronger country?" Romano asks looking Italy in his eyes.

"Si. A lot actually. Where is this coming from fratello?"

"I don't know. I've just been thinking. Everyone thinks we're weak and in a way that's true, but we have the potential to become stronger. I mean we're descendants of the Roman Empire for fuck's sake" Romano said as they started walking again.

"I know fratello. The whole thing with that is, is that if we want to become stronger we have to work for it and really want it"

"Well I'm willing to work for it and I want it. Do you?"

"Si"

"Alright. We're gonna work together and become one of the strongest countries out there"

"Si. Start with the war between Canada and Germany?"

"Do we have to start with a war?" Romano asked as he stopped walking again to turn and look at his brother.

"Well I am Germany's ally. I'll probably have to fight in the war. I'd feel better knowing that my brother was there fighting by my side" Italy said as he also turned to look at his brother.

"Alright. Then yeah, we'll start with the war between Canada and Germany. Now let's head back to the others" Romano said as he turned around and started walking back toward Germany's house.

They walked in silence all the way back to Germany's house. Neither were prepared for what lay ahead in the war to come.

When they got back to Germany's, Spain was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Spain?" Romano asked.

"He left. Didn't say a word just left. He looked pretty pissed too, I haven't seen him look that pissed since he was the Spanish Kingdom" Prussia said from his spot on the couch.

"Why would he be pissed?" Romano said as he glared at Prussia.

"I don't know. I didn't do anything this time. Don't blame me" Prussia said as he held his hands up in surrender.

"Fratello. Be nice, I'm sure he just went to clear his head like I did" Italy said trying to calm Romano down.

"That's not Spain. Spain is naturally calm and happy" Romano said as he looked at Italy.

"I know, but even the most calm and happy people have their moments. Take me for example" Italy said.

Romano sighed as he looked at the sleeves that covered Italy's arms. Italy knew it was hurting his brother to know that he failed their grandfather, but he also knew that he would be the only one to know Romano was hurting. He puts up the tough, pissed off act just like he put on the happy, bubbly act. They really weren't that different were they?

Italy sighed at that thought. Then looked around to notice that France was sitting in a chair at the kitchen table with Germany in front of him. Holy Rome was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Holy Rome?" Italy asked a little worried that he couldn't find him.

"He went with Spain" Germany said as he looked at France.

Germany then sighed in frustration, running his hand through his hair which cause a few strands to fall in his face.

"There is nothing that I can find that would cause you to just pass out" Germany said as he continued to look at France.

Then Prussia's phone went off. He fished it out of his pocket and read the text. His eyes widened as he read it. Then he looked to Germany. Italy looked at both of them.

"Alright stop doing that! What's wrong?" Italy said as he glared and Germany and Prussia.

Prussia tossed Italy the phone so he could read the text. It was from Spain:

[The war has started. Canada attacked first and he started with France. Looks like we need to prepare for World War 3]

Italy swallowed the lump in his throat. So the war has begun.

AN: I'm so sorry for the delay. Also, I don't know how well the war is gonna turn out because I've never written a war before so please bare with me. And I know I said he declared war on Germany, but I changed it. Anyway be on the look out for chapter 11. Also, I would like to thank my friend, BecomeVoneVizZeAwesomeMeKeses, who helped me with the beginning of this chapter. Other than that...ciao!

AN 2: ok so if you didn't read this in the update in my other story: A Little More Than Brotherly Love, then here ya go. I'm going to go through and put the translations in the author's notes in this one and A Little More Than Brotherly Love. Also, if you read this and you speak any of the languages I put in here and there's something translated wrong...please correct me, but be polite about it.