Second last chapter, who said that? Sillies your all drunk :| (takes a quote from my Spain XD) So yeah, I might've miscounted, this is actually the 3rd last chapter~! and yet again you wonderful people will be faced with another cliff-hanger. (Love ya~ XD) So I'm gonna write responses to reviews from chapter 16 and up, because I forgot to before ^^;

Dreamer-Sara: Don't worry, I think we all become Hungarys when it comes to Hetalia. Even guys (aka Japan) XD

Ejo97: -flail- You're Swedish~? That deserves a high-five in itself. *High-fives* and don't worry, I'm gonna try my hardest to keep updates regular. Also *hugs* I know it can be hard not having friends that share the same interests as you. Especially one as awesome as anime and manga. You should browse around forums and websites. I know a person from Sweden (who is now here in Canada and part of the TC) so I'm sure their are others you could meet and talk with up/down? there. And if you ever decide to come to Canada (In Toronto) I'm sure you could hang with me and my crazy cosplay group XD

Pomegranate Dragonfly: I already know about Doitsu meaning Germany in Japanese. That's the reason I used it. I just figured that italy would start calling Germany that, because he heard Japan use it and figured it was cuter to say than just Germany XP and I already know about the *Sigh* I've been avoiding using it in my recent writing. Same with all sound effects.

Alright so that is that. Oh, and did I forget to mention that this chapter does NOT contain mature content? No? Well now you know XD

I'm so excited for this weekend~! I'm going to a convention here. It's a really tiny one and I'm gonna go as Waiter!France~ I'm even gonna have the stubble XD (I'm really hoping to convince some of my group members to do the Time Warp in our costumes X3) Anywho~ On with the story~!

It had been a little over a week since Germany had regained his memories. He had spoken to Italy a few times over the phone, but he could tell Italy knew he was hiding something from him.

It was a night time and Germany had just ended a call with Italy. He sighed and sat down on the couch. Lying and keeping secrets from Italy was stressing him out. His emotions were in turmoil. He was stuck between the feelings of wanting to run to Italy and kiss the smaller man till they were both out of breath and wanting to run away and never speak to Italy again.

"Mein Gott, What am I supposed to do…?"

"Hey, Veneziano. Are you off the phone yet? I'm expecting a call from that bastard Spain," Romano's voice could be heard coming from the other room.

"Yeah…" Italy stared at the phone, a frown on his face.

"Oi! What's the matter?" Romano walked in. "You're usually bouncing off the walls after talking to that potato-bastard."

"Hmmm…" Italy just continued to frown. "Romano….I think Doitsu is trying to avoid me…."

"Avoid you? What are you talking about? Last time you two were together, he was doing anything but 'avoiding' you," Romano said the last part in annoyance. "And isn't he sick, right now?"

"That's not what I meant," Said Italy, his cheeks pink. "It's just that when ever I call him, he doesn't really sound sick…but he doesn't really sound too happy either…"

"Huh," Romano walked over to the loveseat and sat down, grabbing the remote. "Maybe the potato-bastard wants to break-up or something," he said, turning on the television.

He looked back at Italy to see him standing in the same place, crying.

"Shit!" Romano jumped from his seat and rushed over to his brother. "I'm sorry Feli, I shouldn't have said that!" he pulled Italy into a hug.

"B-but what if you're r-right?" Italy cried into Romano's chest. "What if D-Doitsu really does w-want to break-up?"

"Then he is a complete fool for not realizing how amazing you are and how lucky he was to have you," Romano had his trademark scowl, but a blush was visible on his face.

"Lovino…: Italy cried even harder. After a minute he pulled himself away sniffling. "I-I need to see him…I can't h-handle not k-knowing…"

"You can't leave now," said Romano. "It's raining like crazy and it's late at night."

"I'm sorry, but I have too," whispered Italy. "I promise I'll be safe."

With that he turned and ran out of the room and out the front door into the rainy night.

"Dammit, Feli!" Romano was about to run out after him, but the phone started ringing. Cursing loudly he picked it up.

"You have the worst timing ever, stupid tomato bastard."

"Que?"

"Just hurry your ass, I don't really want to be alone right now…"

"I'll be right over, mi Lovi. Te amo."

"Yeah, yeah," Romano blushed. "Ti amo."

Germany had just finished his dinner, when he heard rapid knocking at his door.

"Who would be out in this kind of weather?" He thought to himself as he went to open the door. Whatever he was expecting certainly wasn't what he was seeing.

Standing at his front door was a soaking wet and crying Italian.

"I-Italy, what are you-"Germany said in shock.

"Doitsu…" Italy stared at Germany, a heartbroken look on his face. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for whatever I did 'm-"Italy just kept crying and apologizing. "-please don't l-leave me, I-"

He was cut off by Germany pulling him into a strong embrace.

"No Italy, I'm sorry," Germany said, angry at himself for making the smaller man so upset. "Please come inside. There…there is something I need to tell you…"

Translations:

Mein Gott: My God

Que: What

Mi: My

Te Amo: I love you

Ti Amo: I love you

So yeah, I threw a little Spamano in there XD Hope all you fangirls enjoyed it~ Next Chapter~ Germany tells Italy the truth. How will he react? And there goes my school bell. I'm off! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! see you next time~