Romano began to get irritated, "why is this city so big?" The Italian never noticed before how many places assassins can hide in Rome. They have been walking around for a solid hour without any leads.

"Maybe we should leave this to Cesare," Italy suggested meekly.

The slightly older Italian scoffed, "I bet that bastardo just wants Grandpa's inheritance." In the end, that's what everyone wants... At least that idiota is Italian, right? Better than a Turkish, French or German boss. Oh, and a Spanish boss! Romano attempted to recall what he was going to say about Spain, there's no way he actually likes the Spaniard. Or at least he's not going to admit it any time soon.

"Bump!"

"Hey watch where you're going!" Romano yelled at the person he bumped into while he was lost in his thoughts.

"Ah, we meet again."

Romano glared at the familiar hooded figure, "Si, and again you're in my way."

"Hello! I'm Feliciano!" Italy chirped to the hooded Italian, always happy to meet new friends. "What's your name?"

"I am Ezio Auditore de Firenze," Ezio did a small bow.

"Yeah, he's just a weirdo I met on the way back to the Castel-" Romano stopped when he saw his brother trembling. "What is wrong with you?" Italy began pulling on Romano clothes attempting to say something, but fear had caught his words in his throat. "Just spit it out!" Romano was getting frustrated with his brother's strange behavior.

"Assassino!" Italy's cry was loud enough to stop a few passing by. "He's an assassin!"

Romano was stunned. "W-what?" His dark amber eyes immediately went back to Ezio, his small smile become neutral, the friendly air around him become more serious. The small Italian backed away immediately from the assassin, "guards, guards! An assassin!"

Everyone around them began to panic. The sound of armored feet of the Borgia's guards came rushing. Romano wanted to run, he felt his little brother's hand tugging him, but his legs were locked in fear. The fear of the assassins that was drilled into him when he came to Rome became apparent. After, what seemed like an eternity Ezio reached into his pocket.

"Fratello, we have to get away!" Italy's desperate call snapped Romano back to reality.

The older Italian finally found the strength to turn and run. As he did so, he heard a loud "pop!" and smoke enveloped the surrounding. A strong hand lifted Romano off the ground.

"Let go of me, bastard!" Romano struggled fruitlessly. "Veneziano!" He shouted for help.

"Fratello!" Italy searched for his brother in the smoke, but to no avail. Soon the smoke cleared and Romano nor his kidnapper was nowhere to be seen.

"Romano..."

The guards thoroughly searched the area to find nothing that will lead them to Romano or to the assassins. "How did this happen!? I told both of you to never, EVER leave this place without a guard!" Cesare shouted at a cowering Italy. "From now on, you are to never leave this place again!"

"Mi displace," Italy whimpered. "We were only trying to help..."

"HELP!? You and your brother only made things much harder, if they find out anything about you two then all of Italy is in danger." Italy flinched at his words. "Go to your room, I'm done with you."

"... I miss Holy Rome..." Italy mumbled.

"What was that!?"

"Nothing!" He said quickly.

Veneziano sulked in his room. He was afraid for Romano and wanted to help, but didn't want to get scolded by Cesare. They were only trying to help. Italy missed living at Holy Rome's house, at least when he got scolded by Austria, it was just for stealing food. The light in the room began to dim as the sun began to set, Italy prayed that wherever Romano was, he's alright.

"Put me down, Bastard! Put me down!" Romano continued to fight in vain, his vision was blocked by a piece of cloth. "What do you want with a little kid, huh!?" He began to get motion sickness from his kidnapper's quick and unpredictable movements.

Suddenly, the movements stopped and he was lowered gently to the ground. "We just wanted to ask a few questions, we won't hurt you," Ezio's voice reached Romano's ears.

"You really think I'm going to believe you after you kidnap me!?" Romano tried to take off the blindfold, only to find his hands were tried behind his back. When did the assassin did that? "You assassins are going to pay for this and all the other crimes you bastards commited!"

Another voice prieced through Romano's blindness, "You say you're Lovino Vargas and your brother is Feliciano, correct?"

Romano stiffened, "si, what about it?" Romano felt the voice getting closer.

"I did some digging into old archives and we heard those names before, in a letter we intercepted. Except that was over 15 years ago, kept only because we had know no idea whom it referred to." Romano knew the owner of the voice was directly in front of him, towering over him. "Care to explain?"

"How do you know it's not just names common in our family?" Romano internally scolded himself for letting fear into his voice. He can't let them find out the truth no matter what, they would no doubt take advantage of it.

"Either way, you're still such an important piece. Why was Lovino and Feliciano Vargas so important all those years ago and why are they so important now?"

Romano was getting antsy with all this questioning, "how should I know, d-damn it!" He hoped if he continued to feign ignorance they might give up. He felt himself being lifted off the ground. "W-what the hell are you doing!?"

"We're not fools, it's obvious you're lying."

"Are you sure you should do that?" Ezio spoke up with concern. Which wasn't a good sign.

The blindfold was allowed to fall directly to the river below, Romano stopped struggling for a moment to register the danger he was in. "F-FUCK! D-d-don't you dare fucking drop me, you bastard!" The nation had a death grip on the hand of his interrogator.

"Now tell us, how can a person represent a country?" Machiavelli asked with a smirk on his face.

AN: I thought this was a good place to leave off :3 Of course Cesare wants the Italy brothers to hate the assassins, so he told them a whole bunch of lies and such, ya know like propaganda. I'll get more into it in later chapters. I had trouble writing Machiavelli, he just seemed like a guy that would do what he thinks is best, but that's just how I see him. Thank you Luckyreader2000 and Guests for your reviews so far!

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