Confessions of a Nation (Hetalia fanfic)

2p! Italy

For the sake of 2ps and Countries, I will use their human names. XD

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As the bottle was spinning, a pocket knife suddenly shot into it, breaking it.

Everyone yelped and jumped back in surprise.

Someone scoffed and all turned to the doors.

"Ve?!" Feliciano exclaimed, jumping to his feet.

He stared at the person at the door and gulped. "You look like-a me..."

The man turned to the Italian and gasped.

They stared at each other for a long time.

The man had hair with a reddish shade of chestnut color parted in the middle of his head, fiery magenta eyes, light tanned skin, and a curl sticking out of the left side of his head. In other words, he was an exact copy of Feliciano, only a bit darker.

He scowled and walked towards the center of the circled countries to reclaim his knife.

His heavy laced leather boots boomed at every footstep of his as he snatched his knife.

"Games are-a my thing-a," he said sternly, "you can't just-a play without-a me."

He twirled his pocket knife and scoffed. "The name's Luciano Vargas."

"He's like someone you could get if you morphed Feli and Lovi together..." Ludwig mumbled.

Luciano swished his knife around like the Spy (TF2) and observed everyone.

"What's the-a game?" He asked.

"Confessions sharing." Alfred replied. "Wanna join on in?"

"If I-a get to invite-a my friends."

"The more the merrier, so sure!"

"I see..."

Luciano whistled loudly and a gang of people entered the room.

They looked exactly like a few people in this very room.

"I'll-a share mine-a then." Luciano smirked, still twirling his knife.

He sat next to a pale man who looked like Ludwig.

"Yeah, I-a had sex with someone-a here..." He scoffed. "Me being-a top."

He glared at a few people and chuckled. "Found you..."

Gilbert quivered and looked away.

"HUH?!!" Ludwig, Feliciano and Roderich exclaimed.

The Prussian gulped and nodded. "Ja, z-zhat's true..."

Luciano chuckled. "Here's how it-a happened-a..."

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"One year-a ago, someone owed-a me a debt-a. I stalked-a on him for a very-a long time-a, until I finally-a caught him. I shot a tranquilizer-a at him, and brought-a him to my-a home. I chained him-a up to my bed-a, and have-a him suck-a me while he was-a still unconscious-a. And, you know-a what happens-a next..."

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Feliciano fainted and drooped on Ludwig's arms.

"Feli?!" Ludwig exclaimed.

Ludwig wanted to stand up to Luciano, but he couldn't. Since he looks rather like a.... Murderer.

Luciano smirked and winked at Gilbert who blushed darkly.

"We need bottle, da?" Ivan chuckled. "But its gone."

"Hmm..." Someone who looked like Ivan slammed a vodka bottle on the wooden floor and glared at Ivan.

Ivan glared back and chuckled. "Ufufufu~ Luciano, spin bottle, da?"

The man scowled and walked back to a man who looked like Yao.

Luciano spun the bottle and smirked.

"The 2ps..." Kiku muttered.

"What, aru?" Yao asked.

"Nothing..." Kiku shook his head. "That's what I now carr these doppergangers of ours."

Yao nodded. "The 2ps..."

They stared at the new group of people who came and nodded.

"The Second Players..."