Author's Note:
Actually today is not that great
but I'll try to please you with this chapter…
From your Day
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. Some of the content happened in History, but mostly it never happened.
…" Traitor "…
/ Italy was home to visit his brother, he stayed for the night and the next day he felt his eyes hurt so he went to the nearest restroom to check himself /
Italy: (* Touches a lower portion from his eye *) Ouch…, (* Takes an ointment from a cabinet inside the restroom and slowly massage his eyes with the ointment *)… I guess closing my eyes for almost every second of the day makes it swollen …
Romano: I heard that! (* Leaning at a side of the restroom's door *), Italy!, I told you not to hurt yourself; Let me look at you (* Went near to his brother, grabs his head*)
Italy: (* Neglects the comfort by moving away the hands of his brother *) … Just think that I'm doing this for us… (* Walks out of the room while he mumbled *) …I- I'm going to invite Germany here so act nice…
/ Italy introduce Germany to his fratello /
Italy: Germany this is my brother Romano~
Germany: Hallo…
Romano: Go away you potato bastard!
Italy: Romano~
Romano: Hm! (* Walks away *)
Italy: I-I'm sorry Germany~, my brother is a nice person, maybe the sun was just too hot that heated up his head…, just go inside our house and feel comfortable~ (* Chases his brother *)
German: Italians… when will I understand them…
….
Italy: (* Trying to catch up with his brother *) Romano wait up!
Romano: (* Stops at a corner where nobody could see them *) … (* Faced his brother with a very angry face *)
Italy: Romano~, where's the " act nice part " there~?
Romano: (* Slowly walking near to Italy *) Act nice!, Why should I act nice!? (* Points Italy's swollen eyes while Italy backs up a slowly *) Look… look at what acting did to you!, Do you know how it hurts in my part to see you like this?!, You may say (* Imitates Italy's voice teasingly *) " Oh, Fratello it's part of the plan ~ ", Is hurting yourself part of the plan?!
Italy: Romano…
Romano: I get, yeah I get it…, you're doing this because you want to die early and see him again!
Italy: (*Looks at the ground his standing and bit his lips to stop his tears*) Stop…
Romano: Oh yeah, that is the reason right?!, Italy Grow up!, he's dead!, he's not coming back! and if he did even love you, he won't go to that war!
Italy: (* Italy stopped biting his lip and tears *) Please….
Romano: You know if he did love you…, he would be here stopping you and your stupid pla-
/ Italy stopped Romano's words by a hard slap that made Romano spit blood/
Italy: (* Trying to control his anger *) I'll be home to give the visitor a good time… (* Walks away *)
Romano: (* Wipes the blood from his lip *) Go on leave me!, That's what you and that old hag do best!
/ Italy was at the front door of his house calming himself and stopping the little tears his eyes are releasing and took some air to tune up his voice then entered his house with a busting smile from his lips /
Italy: Germany~, Germany~
Germany: Italy, I'm here…
/ Germany was looking at some old pictures of Italy's family while Italy was still not there until he arrived; Evening came and Germany needs to say goodbye, Italy gave him a good bye friendship kiss which was uncomfortable at Germany's part /
…
/ When Germany was away Italy started cooking for diner as Romano came barging in their house at took his sit at their table with a uncontented feeling he is struggling himself to sit comfortably/
Romano: Oh heck Italy! I'm sorry I did not mean to say all of those stupid words….
Italy: (* Tasting the soup with a wooden spoon with a smile*)… I forgive you.
Romano: Really?
Italy: Yes…, cause you're right, if he did love me he would still be here…
Romano: (* Moves towards Italy and hugs him *) What I said was a lie, he loves you that's why he went to that war to defend you so that you will still be here, and now…
Italy: (*Separates from his brother's hug *) Brother can I ask you something?
Romano: Si?
Italy: Do you remember who I was when I was a child?...
Romano: Yes, you always smile…., you don't care too much of the world that you would always close your eyes to prove it…. and you always cry on everything…. (* Surprised on what he said *)
Italy: See brother…, I became who I was before, I only change because I thought I would forget all the pain of loving him and this is why I know my work is easy cause I get to be me again…
Romano: Yes (* Smiles *)…, I remember it now, your eyes were swollen before, when we were teenagers you started opening your eyes normaly like everyone around and it left your eyes swollen for a week.
Italy: See I was right.
….
/ While Germany was doing a little paperwork before heading to sleep, he heard his telephone ring, he answered it with a sigh, he thought it was Italy but he was wrong an old friend called him to go to their city's morgue tomorrow for consultation about something Important, his friend was an expert in solving the puzzle of how the person was killed. /
Translations:
Italian-
Fratello: Brother
Si: Yes