It had been awhile since Prussia had seen Italy. That didn't stop the love he felt, but it hurt whenever he saw Italy hanging onto Germany. Never the less he was certain Italy would accept his feelings. "Hey, Italy can I talk to you in the hallway?" he asked a bit nervously. "Can Germany come?" Italy replied. "Nein. I need to tell you something privately." he opened the door as he spoke slowly becoming more confident without knowing why. Italy practically skipped into the hallway and stopped looking a bit worried. Prussia noticed and told him in a voice barely above a whisper "Don't be afraid. I love you. I have for a thousand years and I will for a thousand more." Italy was confused "I don't understand." Prussia took one step closer to him and pressed their lips together in a gentle kiss. "Does that clear things up?" Prussia whispered. Italy kissed him again and told him "Yes and I feel the same way."