"Mr. Austria… I'm sorry to bother you at such a late hour." A small but powerful nation said and sat down on a large couch.
"It's not a problem Holy Rome." He stated and calmly sipped from his tea cup. "What seems to be the problem?" He gently asked and placed his cup down with a sweet and caring smile.
"W-well you see…" The small blond nation started to speak and nervously glanced from his small hands to the clock on the wall. It told Holy Rome that the time was twenty minutes past three. So that it meant he left Italy's room ten minutes ago. "You see… I... I have to go to war… today and my men… have almost packed everything up… I shall be leaving in a few hours and I was wandering… I was..." He then trailed off seeing that tears came to his bright blue eyes which then started to run down his pink cheeks with a sad smile.
"No need to explain yourself, I will tell Italia to get some water so you do not have to say goodbye to her personally. But at least you've told her how you feel before you left." Austria smiled and got up to try and comfort the smaller empire but Holy Rome just pushed him away no wanting to get any closer that he already was to the elder German.
Chibitalia soon woke up after his three pm sestia only to frown at the fact that he did not wake up with his lover by his side. He got up and brushed himself off trying to make himself look presentable before going in search for Mr. Austria. Then his mind started to wander. What would his master think of his new voice? Would Mr. Austria still want him if his was a boy? Then again… isn't Mr. Austria smart enough to know that he was a boy already.
"Mr. Austria" He asked timidly just peaking his head into the living room. The said German put his cup down once again to address the Italian.
"What do you want Italia?" He asked looking over at his small maid.
"W-Where is Shinsei Roma?" He asked now stepping shyly in to the room and playing with his apron. Austria sighed and looked sadly up at the little Italian.
"He had to go to war again, could you place fetch me some water? We are almost out again" He asked with once again with another sweet and caring smiled. Chibitalia though just turned on his heels and sniffed quietly to himself and went to fetch some water. He wiped the tears away on the back of his hands and hiccupped from the tears as he grabbed the bucket. On his way back with a full bucket of water he gasped slightly as he saw his lover leaving though the arch ways.
"Holy Rome!" He yelled and dropped his bucket of water but it did nothing. His lover was already gone and without even another good by kiss. He sighed and stopped watching till his lover went beyond his own vision and picket up the half empty bucket and carried it back to Mr. Austria's house.
"Thank you Italy" His master smiled and took the bucket of water to the kitchen to use the watch with what ever he needed. But after Chibitalia passed it to his master he then ran off to his room to cry over that fact that his lover did not even say good bye to him that day and that he might not even see his lover again.
But like a good and faithful lover, he waited…
And waited…
And waited for him to return…
But he never did…
But Germany. His new best friend. Did look a lot like his young lover but it would never fill the gap in his heart which still waited and hoped for that day that his lover would return.
The Holy Roman Empire fought bravely for his love. For his wish to see his lover again but someone which wasn't from his own land shot him with an arrow that brought him down to his knees crying.
He wasn't cry from the fact that he was in pain. He wasn't crying from the fact that he was in war. He was crying from the fact that he couldn't see his small lover again and that he broke a promise to himself and to his lover not long before he left that last time. He broke his promise that he would return and eat many sweet with his lover.
"Auf Wiedersehen meine kleine Italien" He whispered to no one but himself gently grabbing on to the painting he took with him and smiled a sweet and tearful smile before he passed to where he could meet Italy's Grandfather along with his own grandfather. Germania who welcomed with open arms even if he was… well… gay.
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