Italy POV
It's really wired, Victoria has been acting really really strange lately Prussia says she is on her time of the month, I wonder what that means. I shrug of my thoughts as I continue to walk through the field I gaze out over it, the field was beautifully blanketed by red poppies. I yawned, the poppies were starting to make me drowsy. My eyes sweep the the blood red field I still can't find Victoria, even WA said she would be here after she declared we find her because New South Whales was going crazy. Maybe i'll just lie down here to rest for a little while, I shake those thoughts out of my head I won't want to make WA and New South Whales angry. I continue on humming a merry tune my foot caught on something and I fall face forward, I hear a high pitched "ow" as I tumble towards the ground face first. "Ow my face" I wine as I clutch mu cheek as I stand up to face whoever tripped me up, I was met by a pair of beautiful hazel eyes "Bella?" I ask as I see Vic stand up clutching the side of her ribcage. "First of all its Victoria or Vic and second what are you doing here" she spat at me, I felt myself tear up looking at how she clutched her side like she was in a lot of pain "I was looking for you, are you ok Be- Vic?" I ask. I saw here gaze soften and her eyes tear up, "I'm hear to honour the dead soldiers that helped me to where I'm today" Vic looked at the ground "thats why I like red poppies, the soldiers died in a field of red poppies an-" I cut her off by hugging her "IM SO SORRY BELLA I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOUR SAD AND MAD YOU FEEL BETTER AND AND I SH-" my babbling was cut of by her softly kissing my on the lips, she tasted of eucalyptus and her lips were soft. I stared into her eyes "ita-" she started "it's felicio" I offer, "oh, well in that case my real name is Hope" she kisses me again.
"Do you know what Bella means?" I ask her as I look at her beautiful eyes "no, does it mean something?" She turns to look at me "it means beautiful in Italian" I reply gazing back up at the sky.
