Italy watched as his boss's face turned to one of shock. There was a darkness in his voice that his boss had never heard before.

Italy looked at Spain and Romano to see the same look on their faces.

"I'm going to see Germany. I don't care what any of you say"

Italy walked to his car and got in it locking the doors. He got out his phone and called Germany.

"Hallo?"

"Ciao"

"I thought they would have forbidden you to see me?"

"They did"

"Then why did you call?"

"To find out where you are so I can see you"

Italy heard Germany chuckle a little. He could see the small smile that was most likely on Germany's face.

"I never thought you would be the rebellious type"

"Well I wanna see you. It's been too long"

"Well I'm at my house if you wanna come see me that badly"

Italy heard tapping on the window next to him. He looked beside him to see Romano and their bods standing there.

"Here we go. I'll see you in a bit"

"Ok"

"Ti amo"

"Ich Liebe dich"

"Addio"

"Aud widersehn"

Then Italy hung up and looked at the people standing outside his car. He sighed then rolled down the window.

"Get out of the car. You're part of Italy too. That means you have to help with anything that involves Italy"

Italy heard the words coming out of his boss's mouth, but he didn't listen to them. He glared at Romano and their boss as their boss continued talking.

"By leaving during a time of crisis you're showing disrespect to your country and your people"

Italy stared at him in shock. How dare he say that he was disrespecting his country and his people.

"I am not disrespecting my country or
my people"

"You are if you leave"

Italy realized what his boss said was true. If he left now, during a crisis, he would be disrespecting his country and his people"

Italy sighed. His boss was right and he knew it.

"Fratello, I know you miss him, but you need to be here for the country and the people"

Italy rolled up the window. Then he just sat in his car. He wanted to stay and help, but he also wanted to go see Germany. He got out phone and called Germany again.

"Hallo"

"Ciao"

"Did they talk you out of coming?"

"Si. They had a good point"

Italy heard a sigh from Germany.

"What point would that be?"

"That if I left I would be disrespecting my country and my people"

Another sigh was heard from Germany.

"That is a good point. They're right as well so, you need to stay and I will see you whenever everything there is back to normal"

"Si. As soon as everything is fixed I'll come straight there I promise"

Italy heard a soft chuckle.

"Always so impatient. Take your time and get everything settled there. I don't care to wait"

"I don't care. I'm still gonna try and get there as soon as I can"

Another chuckle was heard from Germany.

"Well I guess you need to get back to helping so I will talk to you later. Ich Liebe dich"

"I don't know if they will let me call you after this but I will try. Ti amo"

"Auf widersehn"

"Addio"

Then Italy heard a click as Germany hung up.

Italy sat in his car and stared out the windshield in front of him. He sighed as he saw just how much damage there was.

Italy then heard a knock on the window of his car. He rolled the window done and looked at his boss and Romano.

"You need to get out of the car and help us get this cleaned up" Romano glared as he said this.

Italy got out of the car and stood with his arms crossed.

"The faster we get this done, the faster you can see Germany. If I decide to let you see him that is"

"Then let's get started"

They then went to the center of town. They looked around. Italy looked at Romano to see a devastated look on his face.

Italy jumped as he heard his phone go off. He got his phone out of his pocket to see the caller was Germany.

"I can't talk right now"

"I know but I'm going to Italy"

Italy felt the phone get ripped out of his hand.

"Look potato bastard. He's not allowed to talk to you and don't you dare think about coming to Italy"

Italy watched as Romano listened to Germany. Romano then handed the phone back to Italy.

"Hurry up and talk. Then shut that damn thing off"

Italy took the phone and put it to his ear.

"Ciao"

"Hallo. I'm coming to Italy. The reason I'm doing this is so I can help with all the damage from the earthquake. I'll be there in a few minutes"

"But we're not supposed to have any contact with each other"

"Ja I know. They'll get over it"

"Alright"

Then something that Germany said made Italy think.

"A few minutes? Are you driving?"

"Ja"

"Alright. I'll see you get here"

"Alright. See you then"

"Ti amo"

"Ich Lieb-"

AN: I know I haven't posted in forever, but I finally got this chapter done.