Torture (2p! Italy X Reader) (DISCONTINUED!!!)

III - The Axis Powers

Two weeks have passed away ever since Luciano kept on torturing you for fun.

He seemed to enjoy it so much; according to him, torturing you is even better and fun than the other people he has killed.

You had scars everywhere in your body, blood marks on you as well as bruises from Luciano's hard punches.

You leaned back against the cool metal pole and sobbed softly.

Then the door opened, the light from outside blinding you a bit.

"Here she is!" Luciano announced; you knew it was him some you knew his voice so well. "(y/n) (y/l/n)!"

"Your new torture toy?" A voice asked. It was somewhat a  Japanese accent to your ears.

"Vell, jou sure have many toys that jou always use to torture vith..." A German accent was heard.

Luciano grabbed you by your chin and stared at your (e/c) eyes with his magenta colored eyes. "I do, don't I? I-a love playing with my-a toys..."

A Japanese man stood next to Luciano.

He had short dark brownish-red hair with blood red eyes and a scowl on his face.

He wore a black version of the Japanese Imperial Navy Uniform, along with a purple cape and white gloves.

"She's got quite a figure, Ruciano..." He said. "A very sexy one..."

"Shut up, Kuro." Luciano galred at the Japanese man. "She's-a my torture toy...!"

Kuro rolled his eyes until a tall, muscular German stood next to Luciano on his other side.

He has several scars; one beneath his left eye which extends across the cheek, and three down his right forearm. His eyes are a light pinkish purple, with dark lines beneath.

He wore a khaki jacket, hanging from his shoulders and a black German WW2 field cap. His tank top is loose, and his uniform trousers are black.

"Kuro's right, Luciano..." He said. "She does have quite a figure und so much beauty."

"She's mine!" Luciano growled at the German. "Shut up Lutz, she's my toy!"

"How rong have you been torturing her?" Kuro asked, grabbing one knife from Luciano's table for torture tools and twirled it around his fingers.

"Let me-a think..." Luciano mumbled. "Ah! Two weeks, nonstop! I-a never stopped-a hitting her!"

Kuro approached you and knelt next to you.

"What's her name again, Ruciano?" He asked.

"(y/n), why do you ask?" Luciano replied a little bit confused.

"Sperr her name for me, prease." Kuro said.

"Why?" Luciano asked, still confused.

"Just sperr her name!" Kuro yelled.

Luciano rolled his eyes and spelled your name for Kuro.

He nodded and wrote those letters of your name on you arm.

You groaned in pain and slightly cried.

"Che cazzo?!" Luciano exclaimed. "Get away, Kuro!"

(What the fuck?!) 😗

Kuro got away as soon as he finished writing your name on your arm.

Lutz yawned and scoffed. "Zhat vas a good one, Kuro."

Kuro rolled his eyes and stood next to Lutz. "Arigatou..."

"What was that-a for, Kuro?!" Luciano yelled at Kuro.

"You shourd share your toys, Ruciano." Kuro smirked. "You're too mean..."

Luciano gritted his teeth and grabbed a knife.

As soon as he was about to charge into Kuro, Lutz pulled him by his jacket, causing him to stop running.

"For someone vho loves to pick up on fights, you're quite useless..." Lutz said.

"Let go, bastardo!" Luciano yelled.

"Besides," Kuro smiled darkly. "Why are you so protective against (y/n)? Do you rike her? No, wait...do you rove her?"

"No!" Luciano protested. "I do not-a like or love her! She's-a my toy! I should not-a let anyone-a break her!"

Your eyes slightly widened.

"What does Luciano mean?" You thought.

"You said it yourserf, Ruciano." Kuro scoffed. "She's your favorite toy. You rove torturing her! You said she's the best!"

"Ja," Lutz nodded. "Jou really love her. Vhy von't you regret it?"

"'Cause I-a don't love her at-a all!" Luciano protested.

"Do you know how many innocent girrs you have kirred, Ruciano? 365 innocent girrs, arr around the worrd!" Kuro yelled.

"So what?!" Luciano yelled.

"If jou love torturing (y/n) so much," Lutz said. "Give her time to recover. Then jou could torture her all you vant!"

"Our time is-a almost done!" Luciano yelled. "A century is about to-a finish in-a a few months-a! I don't-a want to-a sit on my-a ass, giving (y/n) time to-a recover! I-a love to torture her!"

"Our time? What does that mean?" You thought. "Half a century? What do they mean?"

Lutz lets go of Luciano's jacket, causing him to trip.

Lutz grabbed a key and unlocked the lock on your chains.

"Che cazzo?!" Luciano exclaimed. "Why would you-a let her-a go?!"

Kuro understood what Lutz was doing to (y/n).

"We're doing this for you, Ruciano." He said. "If you want to torture her so much, ret her recover for a short time."

"Now-a why the hell would I-a do that?" Luciano asked angrily.

"So jou can torture her even longer than the people you've killed in half a century..." Lutz said.

Luciano looked at you in anger.

"If you won't agree," Kuro said. "We wirr just agree with ourserves."

Luciano scoffed and looked away from Kuro and Lutz's sight.

"Fine." Lutz scoffed as he picked you up. "Ve vill just do vhat ve vant..."

Lutz went up the stairs, Kuro following him from behind and left Luciano in the basement.

The sunlight blurred your vision; damn, its been 14 days! You haven't seen the sun in days, oh, you missed it!

Lutz went in the mansion of The Italy Brothers.

Flavio was surprised to see Lutz carrying you.

"What?!" He exclaimed. "What-a happened to-a (y/n)?!"

"Do jou have an extra room?" Lutz asked, not answering Flavio's question.

Flavio stammered. "Well...I-I-I...well...there is-a one in the attic...I guess...I don't know..."

Lutz went up the stairs with Kuro following him.

He laid you on a bed and blinked slowly.

"I wirr get some medicine or shit..." Kuro said.

"Might as vell, Kuro." Lutz said, turning to the pale Japanese man. "Danke..."

Kuro rolled his eyes and went down, the stairs, his purple cape waving and flicking as he walked.

"Might as vell go to sleep, (y/n)..." Lutz told you.

As soon as the muscular German told you that, you fell asleep on a bed for the first time on what seemed like forever.