Feliciano avoided all contact with the other nations for about a week.
He made himself busy by fiddling with the electrical systems, converting the power supply to the modern day one. Since the nations were constantly looking for him, he had been using the maintenance tunnels to get from one room to another. Tunnel covers were usually thrown to the back walls. He had also changed from his suit to one of the multipurpose jump suits that the capitals were wearing.
By the end of the week, Germany was furious. With himself and the Italian.
Luckily for him, Italy had chosen to do repairs on the chewed up cables in the roof of the main conference and surveillance room. Ludwig had just entered the conference room to find Feliciano standing atop of one of the wheeled office chairs. He was swaying dangerously. He began to fall only to be caught by the stronger German, nose inches from the ground. Feliciano didn't say anything, ripping himself from the other man before doing a run up and leaping for the manhole he had created in the roof. He caught the opening with his fingertips and swung his body up into the hole, disappearing from sight.
However he forgot the cables, which lay on the table, gleaming up at him. The German had noticed and smirked to himself.
"Feliciano I think you forgot something." He chuckled. As his head rose, he caught sight of two amber-golden eyes staring at him, though the darkness. They narrowed slightly at the sight of the cable on the table.
Muttering Italian curses he flung himself through the man hole again. He landed perfectly on the table, ripping the cables from their spot before making to go back to the darkness of the ceiling. Ludwig grabbed his arm as he was about to jump, effectively ceasing his movements.
"Please stay?" Ludwig asked.
The Italian nation looked at him before nodding dropping the cables onto the table and seating himself on one of the chairs. He crossed his arms and glared at the German. The German sat opposite him. And eerily silence erupted in the room
"What do you want?" The Italian sneered at him, breaking the silence.
"I want to apologise. I realise that you had only wanted to be whole again, even if the way you went about it was a bit cruel. I had no right to do that to you." Germany told him, meaning every word. The Italian just stared at him.
"That's all? I'm out of here." Feliciano said boredly, standing from his seat and climbing on top of the table. Ludwig stood abruptly from the table, forcing the seat to fly backwards in his force. He grabbed the Italians arm and spun him around, forcing his lips to the other nations.
Italy went bright red, too stunned to react before relaxing and kissing back, melding his lips with Ludwig's. The two kissed passionately before breaking away from each other, both of their faces tinted pink. The German held the Italians face in his hand and pecked him on the forehead as tears flowed down the Italians face.
"Doitsu….Ti amo." Feliciano said.
"Italien… Ich Liebe Dich." Ludwig replied, pressing his lips to the Italians again.
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