Chapter 1: An Awful Start

After what seems to be a couple months after Holy Rome's death, Italy began to act rebellious and started to disobey Austria and Hungary. At first, it was small, usually just lacking off or being lazy and doing nothing, but it escalated into doing illegal things, and sneaking out at night, and doing his shenanigans and god knows what. To the point where Italy was banned from leaving the mansion for a long period of time. He was even banned from ever seeing his brother. this meant that he was going to be homeschooled instead of going to a public school like the other nations. Which caused Italy to be isolated in the mansion with his abusive "guardian." Hungary was hardly ever in the mansion. Which made it a living hell for Italy and Austria.

[In The Afternoon...]

While Austria was answering some phone calls from other nations. Italy was in the living room, cleaning off the dust that was building up in some certain areas. While Italy was cleaning up some of the vases in the main area, he was cleaning a really big one.
' probably costed him a lot of money, why does he even need it if he isn't gonna use it!'
Then, Italy accidently hit the vase, causing the giant artifact to come crashing down onto the ground.
'Crap! Austria is going to flip when he sees this mess, I'm such an idiot...'
In a flash of a second, Austria came downstairs and saw the huge mess that was in the living room. Italy could tell from his face that he was not happy at all, to him, he didn't even care at this point anymore.
"WHAT IS THIS MESS!? I gave you ONE easy task, and you just have to screw it up all of the times!" Austria shouted.
"Why do you have it in your house then? You don't even use it!-"
SMACK!
Austria smacked Italy right in the face right then in there. Italy fell to the ground and realized that his face was red and bleeding. Italy felt as if he was a little kid again. Back when Austria slapped him in the face for the first time. Italy looked up at Austria with tears forming on the corner of his eyes.
"Go to room, I don't want to see you now." Austria said in an annoyed voice.
"O-okay..." Italy said weakly.
Italy ran upstairs, zoomed into his room, and laid on his bed crying silently for about an hour. Once he finished crying, he took out a notebook and a pencil, and began to write in it. Usually, he would take a canvas out of his closet, take some other materials with him, and go to the attic and paint, but this time, he felt like writing something will help him.

[Diary Entry #1]
[From the diary of Italy]

Dear Diary,

So, apparently, I got yelled at by Austria. I'm so mad yet sad at the same time too but, it's not my fault that I broke it! {more like, 50% of it was my fault but whatever} I really want to beat the crap outta Austria if I could have the chance, but that'll just get me into more trouble so maybe that won't work... but, on the bright side, at least I only have like a year until I am finally independent. So, there's that I guess. Tbh, I wish I was with Hungary because she was always so nice to me back then, but ever since I screwed up. I can no longer see her until I am independent. But for now, I just have to deal with it. Man, I wish that Holy Rome was still alive, I miss him so much, I wish that he was there to comfort me and hold me with him... but... he isn't here anymore... I'll find a possible solution so that we can be together forever like in the past...

Sincerley,
Italy

[End of diary Entry #1]
[From the diary of Italy]

After Italy was done with writing in his journal, he took out a box from his closet. He opened the box, revealing what was inside. They were notebooks in the box, on the cover of the notebooks, said the word "private." Indicating that no one could see them. Italy placed the notebook inside the box with the others and put the cover on top of the box. Putting it away in his closet. Then, he laid on his bed and slept the day away.

[The Next Day]

When Italy woke up, he went to the bathroom to take a shower and brush his teeth. It was pretty unusual for him to do that, usually he would go to the dining room first, and eat breakfast with Austria, but he felt like he should at least get ready with a fresh start for today. After he finished taking his shower. He put on a shirt and some pants. He went downstairs to the dining table where Austria was sitting in the table eating his breakfast. On the other side of the table was Italy's breakfast, but, It was only a slice of toast with jam on top.
"Um... Is this some kind of joke?" Italy asked to Austria
"Be grateful for Pete's sake! I have no food and money in my pocket right now, so hope this fills you up!" Austria shouted
"Okay! Okay then..." Italy said.
Once Italy was finished with his breakfast. He left the dining room to go to his room upstairs to go grab some of his painting supplies. (It's currently a Saturday for Italy, which means that on Saturdays and Sundays, he's not working, so, don't expect Austria to be all like "ITALY! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE WORKING! NOT PAINTING!" Cause' he doesn't work on the weekends lol)
Once Italy finally got all of his supplies ready, he went up to the attic to get all of his things ready, once he was done, he sat in a small chair and painted some portraits for a while. After he was done, he took a final look at it. It was a portrait of Hungary sitting in a field filled with flowers. To him, it looked stunning to him on how his art improved. He was really proud of what he did and it made him feel good inside for some reason. It rarely ever happened, but it happened to him today. He didn't mind it at all.


Author's note/update

So, i am currently writing this on a Sunday (it could be different depending on where you guys live but it's a Sunday for me) And tomorrrow, i have to go back to school again since winter break is over for me (press F in the chat for me plz ;-;) Which means that i won't be able to post that much anymore cause' you know how school gets in the way with everything you do, right? Well, yeah. That means that my schedule will change from posting once a week, to posting once in every 2 weeks. i hope you guys can understand that :'^) (it makes me pretty upset, but I have to go and deal with school either way.)

edit: i'm pretty sure that there's another fanfic that's similar to mine that probably has a lot more views & is probably more understandable & entertaining than this dumpster fire of fic and i'm probably not even aware of yet, but whatever. anyways, uh, idrk what to say tbh except cookie in a mug.