Italy's pov
"Italy you have heard have you?" Japan asked
" Japan if this is about Germany then yes I know I'm really happy for him!" I lied
" Italy I know that you are in love with Germany it's very obvious you even told me!"
That was true I really wish I never confined in Japan that was when I actually thought Germany felt the same.
" I know Japan but he just thinks of me like a friend nothing will change But I am truly happy for him all I really want is for Germany to be happy" If I had just said that then Japan would of Probably believed me but half way through the sentence tears started to fall from my eyes.
" Italy, oh please don't cry this is so awkward"
" I'm sorry Japan I know I should maybe just go home and get out your way." As I said this I edged backwards out the door but Japan Grabbed my hand.
" No please stay what kind of friend would I be if I Couldn't help you"
" Thank you" I smiled
Germany's Pov
Wow I'm going to be so late ,what am I going to do. If it wasn't for that darned Italy I would have been here 20 minutes earlier. I am so nervous for this date I have only met her the once, I met Clara one day in the library, we ended up exchanging numbers and she lent me a book. We organised to meet at this little café. I have never been on a date before but Italy has talked about how he gets girls so I kind of know what I'm doing….. Come to think of it Italy hasn't been on a date since I met him I have never really imagined Italy with a girlfriend but that's probably just me.
"Ludwig?"
Clara was sitting at the table, she waved so I nervously walked over. She obviously doesn't know I'm a country so I told her my human name.
"oh hello Clara sorry I'm running late I got caught up with things this morning."
"It's totally fine Ludwig I'm just glad you're here." she smiled
The date was amazing Clara is amazing! She's funny, smart, beautiful and doesn't mind my awkwardness. We have agreed to meet up again on another day, I'm very excited for that. I keep feeling butterflies in my stomach and I can't keep my mind off her.
As I walked through the door to my house it was unusually quiet. Prussia wasn't home yet but when I usually get home Italy is making a racket somewhere or runs up to me screaming and hugging me, but today just silence.
"Italy?" I called
*silence*
I climbed the stairs and walked up to Italy's room. I don't even know why he has a room since he just sleeps in my bed.
*knock, knock*
" Italy can I come in?"
"Oh um Germany give me a minute" the little voice from the room called.
I ignored him and entered the room anyways it was just probably one of his games. When I entered I realised something was wrong Italy was on his bed curled into a little ball. His hair was all over the place, his face was bright red and tear stained.
"What's wr-"
I cut of my sentence quickly as I finally noticed a knife in the little Italian's hand.
