Author's Note:
So… this is the second to the last chapter.
Enjoy~
From your Day~
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. Some of the content happened in History, but mostly it never happened.
…" Traitor "…
/ Italy went to Vatican; to pray for forgiveness; for he did something wrong. Everything he did was wrong and he regret it all; for Italy is not evil in truth; he is an innocent, kind, just and forgiving person but he was transformed in to a heartless, brutal killer and traitor by war. /
/ Italy was in tears as he prayed; he end up his prayer, hoping that Germany can forgive him and even though Germany won't love him back, it's fine for him, as long as Germany could just truly forgive him. Italy felt someone was staring at him while he was praying, so after he prayed he turned to look at the door at his left; He saw his grandfather smiling at him and left; He quickly stood up and immediately followed his grandfather. Rome was walking outside the church not noticing Italy was following him… /
Italy: Nonno?
Rome: (* Turns to face Italy *) Oh, hey Italy I-
Italy: (* Ran to his grandfather and hugged him *) Nonno… (* Cries *)
Rome: Italy…., my sweet beautiful Italy. (* Lifted Italy's chin *) Why are you sad today?
Italy: Nonno, (* Cried more *) Nonno…
Rome: Italy it's ok… it's ok… just take it all out.
Italy: Nonno, I know that I should do this cause this is the plan and this is the purpose why I am here, to protect the world that you gave me, but I never expected that I should bear all this pain and sadness…
Rome: Italy I already told you that this responsibility will cause everything…
Italy: Nonno my only wish is to love, to love again… to be loved again…
Rome: I never knew, I thought you were so broken up, that you'll never love again, but now here you are begging to love again.
Italy: As you told me Nonno, you may not listen to your mind but you can never deny your heart.
Rome: So you have learned now.
Italy: What do you mean?...
Rome: (* Laughed a little *) Actually the curse that I told you about, was not true…
Italy: (* Let go of the hug *) W-what are you trying to say?...
Rome: I only told you that lie, cause that was your last quest to become " the Protector "…
Italy: B-but I thought you died because of the curse.
Rome: Yes, I died but not because of the curse, the truth is… I died because you and Romano needed more land to be considered as a country, so I offered my home, for your life to go on; and my choice was right… my lands was given to the right persons.
Italy: Nonno!, did you how much I risked just to avoid the death of my beloved!
Rome: B-but at least you learned a lesson and you're " the Protector " now.
Italy: Y-your right…
Rome: Italy…, did you know the message behind that curse?...
Italy: I really don't understand it at all Nonno…
Rome: The message was; everyone may meet anyone, everyone may forget anyone but at least in some part, someone will still remember that person.
/ Italy was so surprised at what his grandfather told him and with the blow of the wind his grandfather was gone. /
Italy: Grazie Nanno… (* Looks at the blue beautiful sky *) My prayers are now answered.
….
/ A month later the Soviet was gaining against the Germans; Germany was already covered in wounds and almost all his bones was broken but before Russia could kill him, Italy came; he kicked the gun off Russia's hand. /
Italy: That's enough; this is the line; get out of here or die.
/ Italy said this bravely at the monstrous Russian. After calming down Russia left. /
/ Germany saw Italy on his real uniform; he looked grand and well respected in that clothes; Germany was happy to see Italy before he dies but before he could have his last breath Italy lift him up like he was just lifting a pillow and he carried him to the hospital. A week passed, Germany woke-up in bandages with cemented arms and legs; He saw Italy as he turned his eyes to see the window. Italy looked beautiful in his eyes, as the morning sun touched the tan innocent face of Italy. /
Germany: Italy…
Italy: (* Turned to see Germany *) Germany…, I'm sorry; if you can't forgive me, it's fine; I understand what you feel.
Germany: …
Italy: I guess everyone hates me already…, I'm sure, If I walk to your streets here, everyone will call me " Traitor ". (* smiles and walked towards the door to leave *)
Germany: Italy did you love me?, cause I always loved you…
/ Italy was so shocked at what Germany said so he ran immediately to Germany and kissed him… /
Italy: (* Release the kiss *) Si!, Si!, Germany I loved you, truly…
Germany: Italy I understand you only did this, cause this is the right thing to do... so I told my people that Hitler killed himself.
Italy: But Germany… you'll be a-
Germany: I know… a traitor, but at least this traitor made a right decision…
/ They smiled at each other for a moment before Germany broke the silence… /
Germany: I remember everything now Italy…
Italy: W-what are you talking about?
Germany: Prussia gave back my childhood clothes to me and he told everything about my past, who I am before I was now and who I loved; and I just realized that war caused us to meet, fall in love, tested us by separation and after we meet again and fall in love at each other again, it was proved that we are really for each other
/ Nothing can explain how happy Italy is at that moment, his beloved forgave him and still love him but most of all at last after a thousand years his Holy Roman Empire came back to his arms… /
Germany: Italy…
Italy: Yes, my love.
Germany: (* Blush *) Ummm… Were kind of miss you a lot when you left me so…
Italy: So~?
Germany: Can we… um…
Italy: (* Blushes *) I know what you're thinking, I would love too, but your too damaged for it~
Germany: (* Blushed more *) But Italy my body can't take it anymore… I really n-need to make l-love with you…
Italy: You know, you're so pushy~, but if this is really what you want then… what are we waiting for~
/ Germany and Italy had all the day for each other; they were so happy that both of them wished that day won't end. Germany woke-up at night noticing Italy was not in his side anymore; He noticed a note at the table; he took it with all his efforts cause being too packed up that bad could really block your movements; He read the note saying:
Dear Germany,
I'm sorry that I need to go away for now, cause I'm the Protector; I have the responsibility to keep everything in the world in balance; Don't be worried Germany I'll be fine, I promise and I love you; I'll come back when everything is fixed.
Love, Italy Veneziano
Germany: Then it's my turn to wait…
Translation:
Italian-
Nonno: Grandfather
Si : Yes