Italy was laying down on his bed. His eyes open looking at a painting that he had painted with Holy Roman Empire. He thought back to the promise between them.
"Holy Rome you lied! You lied to me!" Italy cried.
Suddenly overcome with emotion he jumped from his bed, lungeing for the drawer where he knew his knife was. He grabbed the knife and rolled up his sleeves revealing scared skin. No room there. He thought. He rolled up his pant leg. Perfect. His eyes gazed blankly at his unmarked skin and made a few quick slashes. He sighed in relief, watching the blood slowly drop down his leg. Knocking at his door startled him out of his trance. He quickly wiped off his leg and rolled his pant leg down. He opened his door to reveal Japan.
"Itary-kun it is time for runch."
"Ve~ okay Japan!~" answered with a closed eyed grin.
A/N: thanks for reading! I own nothing but the plot.
YOU ARE READING
With Open Eyes
FanfictionHis eyes were open just a sliver, but in his eyes the were deep pits of despair. Sorry I suck at descriptions..... This is my first story so I probably suck....
