Aw, so this is the end my loves! thank-you all for the reviews! I learned so much and found a strange fear of a certain Italy pic (you know who you are lol)...Ah well~
Sorry for the delay! I feel like such a jerk for leaving all of you waiting!
CLARIFICATIONS AND TRANSLATIONS AT THE BOTTOM!
The meeting was in full swing. Every country was seated and the usual protests and fights were already in full game. England was at the head of the nations, ranting of global warming and obesity issues. As usual all the other countries ignored England and parted into their own little sub sections. America was the only one set off by the topic of obesity and decided to hide under the table for the time being. The Asian countries chatted of their usual topics of anime and manga, until interrupted by a very touchy Russia. All seemed to be normal. Well, as normal as a room full of country personifications can be. Something was off though. At the back of the large table sat a very pensive Italian man with auburn hair and a rebellious curl, which never seemed to go down, sticking out of his tussled hair. Little North Italy was furiously writing something of importance in a small black notebook. Whatever he writes, Italy seemed to grow angrier with each word he threw in the poor, beaten notebook.
"Stupido Germania! Canada stupida! io ti distrugga entrambi" how dare they both!
This wasn't working, whoever said writing your feelings in a little stupid book helps calm someone down should go die in a hole and then left to rot.
"Feli…are you okay?" I could feel the hand of my brother land on my shoulder. I flinched back and glared at him.
"Don't. Touch. Me." I spat out. I was in no mood to fake happiness.
Romano took his hand off me instantly and returned back to looking at his phone. I could see he was texting Spain and Prussia. I swear if they try something, I will not hold back.
"Wooh there Bessie, calm yourself" Prussia smirked at me. I responded with a swift smack in the face.
"Ow, what the hell" Prussia scowled.
"Say something else, I dare you"
Prussia, still clutching his check, seemed to get the hint and backed off. I glared at him until I was satisfied. Then I returned to writing, more like stabbing the paper, in my notebook. I was making good progress of writing Canada's demise, until a familiar deep voice caught my attention. I put down my notebook and looked at the scene before me. It was both Germany and Canada. They looked so god damn happy, it made me sick. Both of them looked all lovey-dovey together that should have been me!
"Are you alright? You're not hurt or anything?" Germany looked down at the small Canadian who was clutching his stomach.
"Non, I'm fine. Russia always seems to pick me as a chair. I will never know why…" the Canadian sighed.
"You should say something too him" The tall German looked concerned.
"Oh no last time I complained, Prussia went berserk on Russia and I almost had to step in before those two killed each other. Its more troubling to complain then just dealing with it." Canada slightly smiled at Germany.
"You're always so easygoing. I wonder how my brother ever managed to catch someone as composed as you" Germany sighed sympathetically.
"Ha, ha, ha, I ask myself the same thing, but I can't help to loving his quirks" Canada laughed softly and placed a hand on Germany's shoulder.
THAT'S IT!
"EVERYONE OUT!" I lifted myself on the table and made my way to the center of it.
"EVERYONE GET FUCKING OUT, NOW!" I pointed straight out the door.
Everyone instantly went silent and looked at each other and then back at Italy. All of them were mystified by the erratic change of behavior and the boldness that Italy portrayed. The crowd only had seconds to think about what to do next, until Italy started to kick the other countries' notes. The other countries, not wanting to stick around, snapped out of the daze and ran out the door, including Germany. Spain, Romano, and Prussia seemed to want to stay, but I instantly made them leave when I threw a chair at them. Spain seemed to be more hesitant to leave, but parted.
"NOT YOU GERMANY, GET BACK HERE!" I stabbed at the spot right next to me.
Germany froze in place and turned back to face me. I could feel my cheeks turn a dark crimson and my anger boiling over. If I could see myself now, I probably look like Romano when he's angry, but of course I look more scary. I had centuries of anger in this small body of mine and now all hell is about to break loose. As America would say, "shit was about to go down".
I grabbed at the first object at hand and threw it at Germany. I just grabbed anything at hand and just kept throwing at his stupid, meany face. I think I missed a couple of times, but I don't care.
"Italy calm down, stop throwing things at me." Germany just looked calm and tried to walk closer to me. I moved away and threw a book at his face.
Ignoring the smack to the face, Germany kept coming closer to me. "Italy I know your mad at me, but hear me out"
"No you jerk, mean face, macho, potato." I kept moving back, away from Germany's grasp, but I soon hit the wall.
"I will still continue…I know" Germany looked hesitant to speak, but he still continued.
"…I know you think I'm dating you brother, but I'm not. I promise to you on whatever you like that I am not. Whatever you saw in the hallway that day was nothing. I don't like you brother and he most certainly doesn't like me. I'm sorry if I hurt you"
WHAT?!
Germany tried to hug me, but I pushed him off me.
"NO, you Idiot that's not it!" I could feel my rage burst.
"How dare you marry Canada!? I-I-I love you, you romantically challenged idiot. Every day I would put up with being waken up from my siestas, being dragged into training, and worst of all…eating your Wurst (A/N: THE FOOD lol) around the clock, all because I love being around you! I tried being as nice as possible and even tried to wake up a bit earlier just to make you like me. For crying out loud I tried putting hints that I love you out there, but no! you didn't notice at all. I tried to tell you, but that stupid maple loving Canadian beat me to it and now your both married! Well, Germany I hope you two really love each other and have a good life because I won't be anywhere near it! I already lost too many people that I loved. I will leave by my own will this time, before I get attached anymore and kill someone." The words just spilled out of me. I could feel the hot tears fall down my face and for some reason I was shaking, but I stood up. I needed to leave now.
"Good-Bye, Germany"
"I hate you" the words stabbed at me as they left my lips.
I was going to storm off, but a large hand clamped down on my wrist and pulled me towards it. I was engulfed by a wall of warmth and two buff arms wrapped around me and embraced me. It lasted for a while and I didn't want the moment to end. After a few minutes I felt my chin being lifted up to look at the face of my captor. Germany's facial features softened, but I could see the hurt in those ice blue eyes of his. Germany softly pulled my face up to his and took my lips softly. It was amazing. I instantly melted into the kiss, but before I could fully enjoy it, Germany pulled away.
"You idiot, I never married Canada" Germany scuffed out.
"You didn't!?" I was taken aback.
"Of course not, my brother would have murdered me. Those two are in a relationship, but even if they were not, I would never marry Canada." Germany placed a small kiss on my forehead.
"Then why does your username on your computer say 'Ludwig Williams'?"
"Is that what got you worked up? I put my last name as Williams because of you. You kept bothering me on the internet with idiotic junk you found, so I decided to create a different account under Ludwig Williams. I never married Canada, I assure you" Germany finished.
It took me a minute for the words to sink in.
"Oh~" it finally clicked.
"Yeah…that's all you, dummkopf" Germany huffed out.
Germany once again lifted my face to his.
"Listen, Italian. Ich liebe dich, Italy" Germany said as clear as possible.
"VE! I'm –a- so sorry Germany. Ti amo troppo!" I wrapped my arms around Germany's neck and kissed his face repeatedly.
"Ah, there's the 'Ve'" Germany sighed in relief.
"Si, si, si,"I felt Germany wrap his arms around me again. I took in his warmth and we stayed like this for a while.
"One more thing, Italy. I promise I won't disappear like Holy Roman Empire and Grandpa Rome. I will do everything in my power not to do so" Germany says.
Those words made me so happy.
"Oh, ve Germany you make me so happy ve~" I hugged him tighter.
"As do you with me." Germany laughed a little.
I pulled away a tad from Germany and looked up at him.
"…but what happened in the hallway, hmm?"
That's all folks! please check out my others fanfics! I need help in a debate for one (I don't want to be biased). so I will really appreciate the help. thank-you
Clarification: Alright so I got asked to clarify. This fic was based off a Youtube brawl (well, if you can call it that) between a Ludwig Williams and a Feliciano Vargas, or something I cant remember. most people use this name as their own a lot. so I tend to forget. Anyway, I digress, Feli asked why Ludwig changed his last name to Williams and if he married Canada. then the other guy replied to Feli that he only uses that name so Feli wouldn't find him on the internet. I couldn't help but laugh by the conversation, so it stuck with me. After that I went to look up some Hetalia pics of Italy and then I stumbled upon a pic of Feli throwing a book at Germany and yelling at him, while Prussia and I think Spain were at the door like 'WTF?' and taah daah! thats how this fic was born! hope this helped!
Translations!:
"Stupido Germania! Canada stupida! io ti distrugga entrambi"- Stupid Germany! Stupid Canada! I'll destroy you both
"dummkopf"- Idiot
"Ich Liebe Dich"- I love you
"Ti amo troppo"- I love you a lot
"Si"- Yes