Sorry i havent updated this one for a while, but here you are lovies, i hope you enjoy.

PS-Im sorry if its short :s

Ciao Ve~!

-Emmy

You looked up at the blue sky, and felt like crying. Deep down, you didn't want to leave Italy; it was your second home. Italy stood in front of you, and didn't say a word. This was honestly the first time you've seen him since you told him about moving to Spain. To make matters more tense than they already were, your fingers were intertwined with his older brothers. If you studied his face, you could see betrayal written all over it… It made you feel horrible, and it made you feel like dropping everything and kissing him like you used too.

You were watching the sky intently; watching the way the colors blended as the sun fell down. It was beautiful. The grass you were sitting on was soft in touch, and dark in color. Italy's fingers were in yours, but his eyes were fixated on your side rather than the sunset you were watching. The sudden spikes of someone watching you washed over, as you looked over at the Italian. He only smiled ditzily, whispering a little "Ve."

You smiled back and leaned forward, lips making contact with his left cheek. You began pulling away, but the male grabbed hold of your chin and brushed his lips over yours. It wasn't really a kiss, but just a slight touch. You giggled as he did it again. But the third time, he pressed his lips harder, making full contact with your own. The sensation of falling back to the ground came, and your back made contact with the grass below flowed over you. Italy hovered over you, lips still locked. You couldn't help yourself as you giggled when his fingers glided along your ticklish sides.

Was it not for a certain Japanese yelling, "Itaria! YOU MUST TAKE RESPONSIBILITY!" You would have rolled down the hill.

"Come back to visit often, okay ve?"

You smiled, "Of course." You looked up at him, "I-if you ever need me, just call…"

"I know ve." He smiled, though you could tell it was forced.

Romano awkwardly shifted from one foot to another before whispering in your ear, "Our flights about to leave."

You only nodded, and stepped forward. Your lips made soft contact with Italy's left cheek, before you told him, "Please don't hate me for doing this Feliciano…"

He, this time, returned to character and smiled ditzily, "I could never hate you ve~!"

"Arrivederci [1]." You whispered and turned back to Romano, who looked at him brother before he wrapped his arm around your waist.

You could hear him as you walked away, "Spero di vederti presto~ ve~! [2]"

Romano could automatically detect that you were now feeling terrible and gloomy as you sat down in your plane seat. You looked out the window, and couldn't help but think of what you were really leaving behind… Romano's slender finger wiped across your face, and whipped away a tear you didn't notice had escaped your eyes.

"Don't cry or you'll make me cry damnit." He mumbled.

You smiled sadly, "I-I'm just going to miss Italy and all…"

You could hear him sigh, "I'm the southern part of Italy… When I come back here for business and meetings I can take you with me if you want."

You only nodded. You weren't going to tell him that you were really talking about missing his brother… You felt a kiss being placed on your right temple before he told you, "Get some rest, you need it, you look terrible."

Looking up at him, you whispered sarcastically, "Thanks Romano."

He smiled, "You look like the…" He thought for a moment, "Great kinda terrible, now get your ass some sleep." He rubbed your hand softly.

You groaned and sat your head against his shoulder, "I already miss Italy." You joked and slid your eyes closed.

He scoffed, "I don't."

You giggled, before it turned into a moan and you fell into the land that wasn't reality.

"Feli~." You said and walked into his house. Strange, he wasn't in his kitchen rummaging for food like he always was when you came over. Your footsteps echoed in the house as you walked down the hall way to his bed room. Creaking the door open, you peeped inside and almost fell to the ground when arms suddenly wrapped around your waist.

"I didn't know you were coming over ve." He whispered.

You looked behind you and smiled shyly, "Well, I had work, so I thought I'd drop by on my way home."

He smiled, "you came just in time for siesta ve~!"

You blushed as he let go of you and ran past you, his clothes flying off everywhere. His blue uniform now laid on the ground, useless as he patted the side of the bed, beckoning for you to come in.

You sighed, before stepping into the room and sitting on the bedside next to him. "Ve ve, Germany and I have siestas all the time~! But sometimes, Germany doesn't like them! He thinks there a waste of time ve."

You giggled, "That sounds like him."

"But," He said and lifted up on finger, "There's one thing I can't do with Germany ve."

You raised an eyebrow, "What is it that then? I mean you do so much with him."

He closed his eyes and smiled, "I can't kiss him~." He leaned forward and kissed your lips softly.

You blushed, but none the less, leaned forward and pressed your lips harder. You seriously think that some France was finally rubbing off on the poor Italian, because without warning, he had you pinned to the bed, and was lightly rubbing your thighs. You swore if France told Italy what "Sexual Intercourse" meant, you were going to slaughter him… You liked Italy and his innocence!

You pulled away from him first, and before you could say anything to him, his lips were on your neck, no doubt, leaving some lovely red marks that'd have to be covered by makeup. "A-ah Feliciano…" You groaned as his teeth dug into your neck.

He pulled away and looked down at you, and before he could say a word to you, you were thrusted back into the real world.

Your eyes opened slowly as the sun pierced your face. You groaned, turned your face away and dug it into Romano's shoulder. What a strange dream you had… You really hoped you didn't have another one like that.

1-See you later.

2-I hope to see you soon!