Italy, together and apart

Regret and new allies

  A couple weeks pass since I last saw Germany, but I've gotten over the crying. Romano and I have an agreement to make alliances with other countries in the form of marriage, but we would always come back to each other if we needed contact. Since the day after I left, Russia has been keeping a closer eye on me, asking me over and showing up randomly at times. I don't know his motives, but I'm not really afraid of him anymore. I'm not really more scared of him than anyone. Since the breakup, I've gone into depression and I'm scared of everyone equally.
  This morning is nothing special. I get dressed, getting up earlier than usual since America has called an emergency world meeting. It's probably about something dumb, but I told Romano and Seborga I would go to this meeting with them. After they are ready to go, I start the car and drive down to the meeting location. Everyone waves to us and I leave my brothers to catch up with Spain as I look for my spot. I pick up the little flag and look around me. I sigh and switch around my notecard with Seborga's. They put me next to Germany. Well, I guess he's Seborga's problem now. I have to deal with Spain. I feign a smile as Russia walks into the almost empty room. He frowns at the flag next to me and switches it out with his own, sitting by me with his creepy smile. I slouch in my seat, a bit upset at the thought of having to see everyone today. Russia hits my back with his gloved hand and straightens me out. "Ve, why can't you ever let me slouch?"
"You want to be seen as over Germany, da?" I nod and he smiles wider. "That is why." America walks into the room and slowly after, everyone else files in. I stay quiet and listen to conversations around the room. Out of all the voices, my attention stays on the one in the hall.
"Kesesese~ I know you're not happy, but I'm excited to see Ita-chan!"
"The Italy you're looking for probably didn't come today. You know how he is with things, he's probably staying home and napping." I growl at Germany's voice and I keep my head down as he walks through one of the doors. I hear him halt and then keep walking.
"I told you Italy would be here!" Prussia yells and runs over to me. I look up at him, knowing how persistent he can be sometimes. "Hey, Ita-chan, did you miss me?!" I stare at him for a bit and his smile quickly fades.
"To be honest, I have been trying not to." I look back down and he sits in his spot by Germany.
  Suddenly, I get a nervous feeling. My body tenses and I get cold. I look around and, sure enough, catch Germany staring at me. He quickly turns around, blushing slightly as I also turn back around. The meeting drags on for about two hours until America says he has one last thing to get to.
"Russia has asked me to save him some time to do something." I look at Russia along with everyone else in the room as he gets up and smiles. Everyone seems to be a bit anxious except me. He gets on his knee, being my height now since I'm on a chair. I look at him, confused.
"Italy, I love the sense of misery that you hold and it had previously brought me to spend more time with you. You have captivated me with your depression and I find myself in love with you. Will you become one with me?" He opens a small box with a ring and looks at me. That's the most Russia has ever talked and everyone looks quite alarmed.
  I feel everyone staring at me and they all gasp loudly when I accept his proposal. He puts the ring on my finger and people eagerly scatter about the room talking to other countries. Many people walk up to my spot once Russia leaves my side to ask me how scared I am and if I said yes out of fear. I feign a small smile and laugh. "Ve, I said yes because there is not a reason to say no. I'm not afraid of Russia more than I am of any of you." My reply shocks them, but their questions are cut short as Russia enters the room again. They scatter as he sits next to me, setting a small container of ice cream down on the table. I smile softly and look around the room. I see Germany talking to Prussia and turn back to my ice cream. "Thank you, Russia. It's vanilla with peanut butter cups and caramel, right?" He nods and I smile, making sure Germany is watching when I kiss him. Prussia walks over slowly and tries to smile at me.
"Hey, Italia, I was wondering if you wanted to come over to celebrate your marriage. I want to taste your cooking again before you are locked up." He laughs and I look at Russia who nods.
"Ve, why not? What time would you like us over?" Prussia looks a bit shocked at my answer and thinks for a bit. He must have thought I would say no.
"Whenever you want, I guess. We don't really care what time as long as you come over." I smile at him softly and nod. He walks out with Germany as I eat my ice cream.
"Ve, Russia, do you really want to go?" He nods and watches me eat. "Germany is my ex boyfriend and I didn't get the impression you liked him."
"I don't like him much, but I need to speak with him and you have friends there you want to see, da?" I nod and drop the subject until he speaks again. "I was planning to make our marriage official before the wedding, but I guess I can wait a while." I blush intensly once I figure out what he means. We never dated so we never had sex...I try to eat calmly, finishing quickly and getting up to leave.
"Ve, I have to go home and get ready before we go. What time should I get there?" I ask. He stands as well.
"I will pick you up at 4 pm sharp your time. Don't be late or you will be punished." He smiles and waves before walking off. I shiver as my brothers and my cousin Spain congratulate me on my marriage. Romano is too scared to insult him, so I just smile and nod. I look at the time and almost have a heart attack.
"Romano, Seborga, we need to go! It's already 3 o'clock!" We say our goodbyes and go home.
  I take a short shower and change, making sure I'm outside before 4 pm so I don't get in trouble. At 4 sharp, Russia pulls into the driveway and opens my door for me. I get in and buckle up as he drives. The ride is longer than normal since we drive in silence. Prussia comes out to the car and greets us. I smile as I get out, feeling instant regret and nervousness upon the sight of the house. Germany is on the couch with the dogs when I enter. He looks up and I see his face brighten until Russia comes inside. Prussia leads me to the kitchen and smiles, already having set up everything I need. He leaves and the boys in the living room talk for a while. Once I get the water boiling, it gets quieter. I stay quiet, confused. "I see you're able to move on enough to get married again." I jump at the sound of Germany's voice.
"Vehehe, yeah, I guess so..." I reply. He sighs softly and I look into the livingroom, seeing only him.
"Why is it that you're the only one for me, but you can move on and find someone new?" I turn back to the food and sigh, breaking the noodles in half before putting them in the pot.
"Ve, Germany, you broke up with me so you only have yourself to blame." I say, barely able to hide my despair. It goes silent once again and I stir the noodles. He probably went wherever the other two ran off. I start cutting up tomatos and mushrooms along with onions and little peppers for the sauce.
"Italy, I thought of you the entire time you were gone." His voice breaks the silence and I jump once again. He's right behind me!!! I turn to face him and look him dead in the eyes. He pins me to the counter and I glare at him.
"You did nothing to get me back. I cried for weeks and tried to kill myself before going into full on depression because of you and now you want me back since you see me with another man. I'm not like that and I know you don't love me anyways. If you loved me, you would've tried to get me back sooner." I say, instantly feeling bad about it. He gets off of me and stares at me with a certain sadness in his eyes before walking back into the livingroom.
  Russia soon joins me in the kitchen to watch me cook as Germany and Prussia try to organize a board game. I finish the spaghetti and canolis, bringing them to the livingroom and setting them on the coffee table with some plates and forks. Russia sits quietly next to me and wraps his arm around my shoulders. After eating and playing board games, Russia and Germany bring out their respective alcohols and set them on the table.
"Everyone gets drunk before we leave." I get up and get the wine Prussia keeps for me and come back to the table. Russia takes the wine from my hand and gets me a glass more than half full of vodka.
"Drink this and I will let you have your wine." I look at him before taking it from his hand.
  He wants me to drink something strong before I drink my weaker alcohol. I smile before taking a sip, remembering the taste from before. I chug the vodka as if it's a shot and slam the glass on the table. Everyone cheers and drinks until we are all piss drunk except for Russia. He drank more than everyone and still looked sober. I get in the car, hugging his arm as he drives to his place. I giggle and follow him into the house, letting him lead me through it. Every once in a while, he turns to look at me and gives me a chance to strip him. He opens the door to a room I think is his bedroom or a spare. I walk in, pulling him in with me and closing the door behind him.
  His hands devote themselves to unbuttoning my shirt as I reach up to take off his coat. He heated the house just for me...that's nice of him. I smile and slide my shirt off, revealing my chest. His shirt is harder to get off since he wears layers, but it's worth it. His body is toned like Germany's. All I can see is muscle! He undoes my pants before his own, stripping us both naked in seconds and pushing me into the bed after throwing his scarf to the side. I look up at him. I haven't done this in a long while...He leans down and kisses me, sticking his tongue forcefully into my mouth. I kiss him back, noting how his saliva tastes like pure vodka since we just got done drinking. His dominance makes me a bit hot and impatient. He trails his kisses down to my neck and bites hard. I moan loudly and throw my head back. He doesn't waste any time with the kisses themselves. He pulls away from my neck for a bit before shoving a cold finger into me. I yelp softly and grip the sheets. He kisses my lips again, shutting me up as he moves his finger inside me. "Mmmm~" I moan into the kiss and try to be calm as he adds another. After a while, he has all three fingers in me and I feel myself feeling a bit more pleasure than pain. He pulls his fingers out and I shiver from the lubricant he used. I relax and wrap my arms around his neck as he shoves himself inside me. I yelp loudly, tears stinging my eyes. I pant softly and calm myself to the point where it doesn't hurt anymore.
  Russia seems more than pleased to hear my yelps and moans. His hips move slowly in a circular motion for a bit until he loses patience and speeds up, causing only a small amount of pain after a while. My moans grow louder and echo throughout the dark room as he hits my prostate. He's way bigger than anyone I've ever had sex with...it's weird, but I love it. I like how rough he is with me like he's not afraid he's going to break me. I run my fingers through his hair and try to regulate my breathing, failing and panting even harder, more moans escaping me as he slams roughly into me and makes the bed hit the wall with force.
  After only a couple minutes, the pleasure becomes too much and I hold in my cum, knowing he would be upset if I didn't. I bite my bottom lip and pull his hair. Afraid to pull out his hair, I move my hands down and scratch at his back, causing him to moan. He gets rougher with me and it becomes almost impossible for me to hold back. I feel blood over my fingers just as he slams into me harder and cums. I let myself go and relax completely. My pants echo through the room as I get weak. I'm so tired. I can barely keep my eyes open, but I need to fix my breathing at least a little bit before I fall asleep. After about 20 minutes, I calm enough to breathe normally and Russia wraps me in his arms, pressing me to his chest and helping me to fall asleep.