Author's Note:
Thank you to all those who followed and liked this story,
specially those who reviewed and all the viewers too so…
This is 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 "…
/ Years Later… /
/ Almost all the countries were in peace after the Cold War; and everyone was on their own. They tried to renew their life by working on their economies; everyone was busy then… specially Germany… /
/ Each day Germany's time was used for work like signing documents and paper works, cause he need to renew almost everything in his place from trash cans to buildings; His office had a makeover cause he has a new boss now; I mean his office never changed its interior design since he worked there; Almost everything was new: the table, the chairs, the wallpaper the floor and even the telephone where his beloved use to call him up for useless errands… /
/ Even Germany was very busy each second; he always spares a minute to think about Italy… He always dreamed to see him again. Germany really missed that beautiful smile that Italy would give him each day, He feels like every time Italy smiles, Italy is telling him " It's fine, everything will be ok. "; For Germany, being with Italy is priceless. /
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/ Germany was so busy at that moment; he was very confused with the new documents that his boss entrusted him. Until his phone rang, as always it would either be his secretary or his boss; He picked it up after the third ring…. /
Germany: Hallo?
Italy: Ciao Germany…
Germany: (* Stood up from his chair *) Italia!
Italy: Si~
Germany: (* Teary eyes *) Italy I-I really missed you…
Italy: I know… I missed you too.
Germany: I visited you in Rome, but you did not live there anymore so I asked your neighbour, they told me that you and your brother separated and lived in different homes.
Italy: Yes we did, I live in Venice now and my brother lives in Sicily.
Germany: Wait, Sicily!, a dangerous group called Mafia is increasing their number in that place as right?
Italy: Yes, and let me tell you a secret Germany… My brother is the Godfather of Mafia, and I am his protector cause we made a deal, if the group was named Mafia, I will be his protector.
Germany: What!... (* Sigh *) When will you have a normal job Italy; where you won't get hurt or get your life on the line
Italy: I think the answer would be… never.
Germany: Oh Italy, I wish we could meet again.
Italy: Someday Germany, someday… and I think you want to talk to my friend over here…
Germany: Who?
Italy: Wait a sec.
/ Italy signs to make the boy approach him… /
Italy: (* Wispers *) Say hi. (* Gives the phone to the boy *)
Feliciano: (* Held the phone to his ear *) Hallo Vater~!
Germany: (* Shocked *) …. a-a-a…
Feliciano: (* Gives the phone back to Italy *) Mutter, uncle Roma told me that we should go~
Italy: Go ahead I'll catch up.
Feliciano: (* Walks away *)
Italy: Wait!, (* Smiles *) be safe son…
Feliciano: Ja Mutter~!
/After a little talk with his son Italy went back to the call. /
Italy: Hello Germany…
Germany: (* Shivering *) I-taly w-as t-that-
Italy: Yes Germany, our son…., I named him Feliciano Vargas.
Germany: (* Teary eyes *) I-I'm a f-father n-now?...
Italy: You've been his father for many years already.
Germany: Oh… but why didn't you told me we had a son and why did you gave him a human name?
Italy: Things were busy lately cause… you know were the most wanted and… our son… is only half immortal.
Germany: Why?
Italy: I don't know… but he ages slow, he's now three years old in human growth and… now because he's half immortal, he'll be the next leader of the mafia.
Germany: But Italy his your son, our son.
Italy: My brother is a country so he can't officially lead the mafia, and now that the mafia knew my son was half human, they decided that he will be there leader after he passed all the test and trainings.
Germany: I'll only accept this if you will personally train him.
Italy: I am his trainer.
Germany: Good. Now I know his safe… and when will I see him?
Italy: Soon…
Germany: Can you describe how he looks, so even just a little bit I would know he's my son if I'll meet him somewhere…
Italy: He got your eyes and eyebrows…
Germany: (* Smile *) …
Italy: He had my skin and hair color and…
Germany: What?
Italy: He has your stiff nose~
Germany: (* Laugh *) Oh, Italy…
Italy: Te amo Germany…
Germany: Ich liebe dich Italia…
Italy: I think I'll go off now, the police are coming...
Germany: You should hide now!, they might get you.
Italy: Don't need to…
Germany: Why?
Italy: Germany, well talk later bye (* Ended the call *)
Germany: (* Puts the phone down *) Why?...
/ Mean while the police barged in the house seeing Italy on the floor with a bloody wound on his arm and dead officers and mafia members laying on the floor… /
Police Officer: Chief?, why are you here?, your bleeding, Rodrigo call the medic!
Rodrigo ( A police officer ): Yes sir!
Italy: I thought back-up was not coming, so we fought them while they were still here; sadly… we were outnumbered and the godfather got away after he hit me…
Police Officer: (* Sigh *) Everyone knows that you're the chief of police, you're in-charge of all and you're the best in this job but you should remember that you're not Superman that bullets won't hurt you and you can fly, so from now on, you will wait for us or call us immediately; and if you will do this again I won't listen to you anymore, got it!
Italy: Ok…
Italy's point of view:
In the end, I'm still a Traitor…
Fin
Translations:
Italian-
Ciao: Hi
Si: Yes
Te amo: I love you
German-
Hallo: Hello
Vater: Father
Mutter: Mother
Ja: Yes
Ich liebe dich: I love you
Authors Notes:
At last it's finnished~
So I'll be writing my next story next week,
wish you'll read it~
Grazie everyone...
From your Day~