Way longer chapter than the last. xP. Sorry i havent been updating darlings. I've been sick and on "Bedrest" according to my madre :P. Sorry if Italy seems a lil OCC, he needed to be more romantic xP So yup. He'll be back to normal next chapter.

-Emy

You looked at the pasta on your plate and soon after lost your appetite. You couldn't concentrate with both brothers sitting at the same table as you, at the same time.

"Excuse me for a minute..." you mumbled, stood up and made your way out of the kitchen and into the living room. You took a seat at the couch and attempted to clear your mind of all thoughts, even if it was only for a few minutes.

"Ve~ you could have said something to her." The bubbly part of the nation told his stern brother.

"Why the hell should I? She prefers you just like every other dickhead." He nearly shouted back at him.

Italy sat quietly and picked at the food on his plate. "Don't talk like that fratello [1]…"

"Stop the bullshit Feliciano. You know it's true." Romano paused for a moment, "Even Spain wanted you instead of me." He grunted out.

The darker hair Italian sat back and raised an eyebrow at his brother, as if asking for a response as to what he told him. But no, Italy said nothing to his brother, as you came back into the room and took your spot next to him.

"Sorry about that." You mumbled.

"Ve, "It's okay."

You looked at Italy, then to his brother. Tension filled the air around you. Italy wasn't jumping around and Romano looked pissed off. You looked at Italy once again and gave him the 'what's wrong?' look.

"Don't worry about it bello [2]~." He told you sweetly and patted your hand. You nodded and smiled sheepishly at him.

Romano nearly killed his brother with the daggers he sent his way. The touches of affection his brother gave you made his blood boil. And what's worse, Italy had the nerve to do such an action RIGHT in front of him.

You took a peek at Romano. He looked as if he was going to combust at any giving moment. The urge to ask him what was wrong filled your heart. But you knew if you asked, he would just yell at you in response. His eyes snapped from his brother to you. The amber eyes were on fire as they bored into your brown ones. Shifting uncomfortably, you broke the awkward eye contact with him and looked at Italy again.

"Thank you for dinner Feliciano." You told him.

"It was really no problem~! You know I love to cook pasta~!" He giggled, returning to the ditzy nation you knew all to well.

Italy then looked at his brother, "Vi ringrazio per essere venuti fratello.[3]" He told Romano, who only grunted in response.

"I'll be seeing you Feliciano." Romano grumbled, stood up and left. You watched him leave, and nearly let out a sigh of relief. The tension and awkwardness that was radiating from his body was nearly strangling you.

"I should be getting home." You said quietly.

Italy looked at you. "Ve, I should walk you home~!"

You blushed lightly and nodded. Italy shot up from his seat, took hold of you hand and nearly pulled you to the front door. You slipped your shoes on, put your jacket on and grabbed your bag while Italy put his shoes on and opened the door for you.

"Thank you for walking me home Feli." You said, using his nickname.

"Ve, it was no problem~! It's dangerous to be out here alone at night!"

You quickly reached your house, and before going inside you turned to thank him once more. "Thanks."

He smiled at you, took your hand and kissed it softly. You blushed at the sudden contact. You had always wondered how Italy seemed to be the ditzy kind, but he was also the slow romantic type as well. Well, he was Italian, and he was somewhat raised by France…

He looked up at you, and for once his eyes were actually open. The soft amber color of his eyes relaxed you so much. They were different from Romano's.

Without warning, soft lips made contact with yours. Your eyes widened. The kiss only lasted a second, before he pulled away from you. A blush was obviously on your face as you looked at him.

"Big brother France said I do that to the girls I love."

Your fingers brushed against your own lips, "You love me?"

"Si.[4]" He whispered.

Holy. Hell. Why was he acting like this all of a sudden? What charged him to finally make a serious move on you? Was it time? Was it... His brother? No it couldn't have been his brother. All thought was wiped from your mind as he put his lips back on yours.

"Non riesco a stare un giorno senza di te.[5]" He said.

"F-Feliciano..."

"When we first met because of brother, I thought he was a fool not to notice what was in front of him. He still is a fool not to notice. Sei bellissima, Ella. [6]"

You smiled brightly before hugging Italy tightly. "I needed that Feli." You said before tears slipped from your eyes. Italy felt the tears on his shirt causing him to rub you back to comfort you. "Thank you so much."

He nuzzled your neck softly. "Brother doesn't know what he's missing." He whispered in your ear. "Sei incredibile.[7]" Italy pulled away before kissing you once again.

Romano sat behind a bush in your front yard, and just watched what his brother told you. He clenched his fist together, his knuckles turning slightly white. Anger and jealousy were filling his heart. If he had to fight his younger brother to get to your heart, then let it be. At that moment, he really did regret not noticing you. Not noticing the shine your brown hair gave, the large brown eyes, and the perfect way your voice sounded. He regretted so much. What he regretted most was the fact he never told you how muched he truly loved you.

1-Brother

2-Beautiful

3-thank you for coming brother

4- Yes(Like you didn't already know that xD)

5-I can't stand a day without you.

6-You're beautiful Ella.

7-You're amazing.