Germany ran after Italy and grabbed his wrist.

"Wait, Italy."

"Don't touch me!" yelled Italy.

Germany's heart was breaking. He ignored what Italy had said and pulled him close to his chest.

"Let me go. I hate you, I hate you! How could you do this to me!" Italy cried over and over aging while hitting Germany's chest. Ludwig just held him close and pet his head saying things like. "It's ok, I am here, he can't ever hurt you again. I won't leave your side, its ok," over and over until Italy stop crying. Germany sat him down on the couch and got him a cold glass of water.

"Here, drink this. After all that crying you'll be dehydrated." Italy took the drink.

"Thanks," he said softly.

"Look, Italy I only kissed Gil so he would finally leave you alone. He will now. I'm so sorry I hurt you."

Italy looked up at Ludwig.

"Do you ….like me?" he asked.

"What? Of course I like you, you were my first friend."

"No, I don't mean like that."

"Feli, you know I love you. "

"Really?"

"Yes Feli, why would I not. I wanted to kill Gilbert when I saw him on you like that. To kill my own brother, Feli."

Germany moved closer to the little frail Italian. Italy moved away.

"What's wrong, Italy?"

"I need some time to think, Germany, please just give me a bit of time."

Germany's face grew sad. He could feel his heart begin to shatter.

He loved the little Italian more than anything. He began to walk away.

"Germany… I do love you…. I think I just need a day to relax, you know?"

Germany smiled

"Ok, Italy."

I know Germany loves me but that kiss, why would he not pull away? Italy thought.

Oh well, I'll ask him tomorrow and it will be a good reason and I can get back with my life. And Prussia will leave me alone.

"Well, Italy how did you like the show?" Said the white haired man, walking down the stairs.

"S-Show, what are you talking about, Prussia?"

"Why the kiss of course."

"You lied, Ludwig dose love me, he told me so!"

"Kesesesesese if he loved you then why didn't he beak the kiss sooner? Don't you think he would have pushed me away sooner?"

"I-"I don't know ….I g-guess but….. I am n-not sure but he… I…."

Italy didn't know what to think, was Germany lying or was his brother.

Feli's eyes began to water again.

"Oh come now, Italy don't stain that pretty face of yours with tears." Said Prussia while he smirked. He walked over to the quivering Italian and looked him in the eyes with a soft expansion. Italy had never seen this before.

Prussia pressed his lips to Italy's. Italy didn't know weather to stop it or not.

Just than Prussia forced his tongue into Italy's mouth again but this time Italy bit it hard. Prussia pulled away.

"Why you little." Prussia grabbed Italy by the hand and dragged him down to his basement. He put him in cuffs that were attached to the wall and walk over to his cupboard. He grabbed some thing out of a big black bag.

"What are you doing?" Italy asked.

"Giving you what bad boy's get."

"What do you mean?" Asked the scared Italian.

"I am going to punish you for biting my tongue."

Than Italy felt a sharp pain across his back.

"Ahhh!" Italy cried in pain.

"I am going to whip you to teach you a lesson. Scream all you want, I had the walls sound proofed."

Another lashed landed on the little Italians back. He cried and screamed from the pain. After Prussia had given him about 10 lashes, he put the whip away.

"Germany….Germany…..Germany." whimpered Italy.

"Oh yah, and about West, if you tell him what happened, he won't believe you. He doesn't even love you remember? But Italy, if you were to pick me I would love you, what do you say?"

"No, I don't love you, I love Germany."

Prussia lifted up the back of Italy's shirt and dug his nails into one of the marks the whip had made.

"Fine, stay with someone who dose not give a shit about you."

With that Prussia unlock Italy. Italy ran up stairs.

"Remember don't tell, West."

Time to call up Spain thought Prussia.

I really hope you guys like it, please tell me what you want more of in my Fan Fic.