Ok ppl this is what I have being planning and this is what you want than maybe 2 more ch than my 2 ending k

Italy took the beer cup to Germany. He looked a lot calmer so before he set the beer down on the table he poured it over Germany. Ludwig was surprised to say the least.

"I-Italy, I thought you said you forgave me."

"I said I love you I never said I forgive you", said Italy crossing his arms over his chest and turning around.

Ludwig almost wanted to laugh at Feli's way of getting back at him, but he knew Italy was not a fighter. Italians were never much of fighters, they were lovers and that's what they're best at. Just like Feli.

"Feli, just tell me please what can I do to get you to forgive me and trust me again."

"Time, it takes time, don't you know that?"

"I have time but I am only human." (plz don't hate me for making Germany say this.)

"I am not asking for forever."

"Ok, I need a shower", said Germany as he got up awkwardly and walked out of the room. Lucky Prussia had made it down to the basement by that time.

Feli sighed, "I should go help the ass get out of the house so Germany won't kill him". What he did to me was wrong be he should not be killed for it and Germany will without even meaning to or at least in this state he will.

Reluctantly he headed down stairs. As soon as he got down stairs Prussia opened his mouth, but Italy cut him off and didn't let him speak.

"Don't Prussia, just don't. You have no idea how much I want to punch you in the face right now, but I think I would hurt myself more than you and I am not…I am not a fighter. I mean you know I can't fight anyone or anything…"

"Feli, your right you're not a fighter…"

The Italian looked away as he tried not to cry.

"You're a lover and my bruder it so lucky to have you. Don't keep him waiting, it's not his fault."

Italy was crying now but for different reasons.

"Your things are packed, please leave."

Prussia walked over to Italy and tilted his face gently to look at him and kissed him on the forehead.

"I really am sorry Feli, I got too jealous. Be kind to Ludwig, he loves you more than I ever could."

As he was walking away Feliciano felt ….something. He was pissed at Prussia, but he felt there was one more thing he had to tell him. He raced up the stairs and ran to the door.

"Gilbert!", he called after him and ran up to him.

Prussia turned to see the Italian run up to him. He raised an eyebrow.

"Don't think this means you can't ever call, in fact, I want to be called every now and again. and maybe in a month or a few you can come back a visit ok."

For once Prussia let go of his pride and hugged Feli and cried for two reasons, one, he was so happy, two his ribs still hurt like hell.

"Thank you so much Feliciano, I… thank you."

"It's ok now, go before Ludwig sees this."

"Right, goodbye for now."

Little did Feli know, Ludwig had seen it all. No sooner then Feli got in the door, he got his arm gabbed by the German man and he was dragged into to kitchen. Germany stood in front of Italy, grabbed both of his shoulders and shook Italy.

"Why were you talking to him? Why Feli? He is never welcome here again!"

"You mean Gil-"

"Don't you dare say his name! I don't want you talking with him, he is nothing but a liar!"

"Ludwig, he was just….never mind."

He knew the German would not listen to him at that moment.

"I'm going to call my brother, I'm going out tonight drinking, I'll be back before midnight!" Called Italy.

"Be safe." called Germany then he sighed, it was going to be a long night.