Hetalia, Found You!

Chapter 6: Apologies and Acquaintanceships.

I don't own hetalia.......

Yet....

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Hetalia, Found You!

Chapter 6: Apologies and Acquaintanceships.

Ilvero Amore's POV

I opened my eyes groggily. 

My breaths came in short gasps, and I was extremely warm. There was a chilly material on my forehead, and I realised it was a cloth.

Great, I have a cold.

I looked to the side of the bed, panting. There sat Feli, whimpering.

"Hey.... Italy.... Don't cry... it's only a cold...." I breathed out to hm, seeing the tears at the corners of his eyes. I reach up shakily to wipe them away, and he holds myy hand to his cheek.

I'm confused. It's only a cold, so why is he exaggerating it? I close my eyes again, and relax. Italy puts my hand back down to the bed and holds it, and I gently squeeze it. His hand feels oddly cold as he squeezes back.

*_*_*_*_*_* Time skip *_*_*_*_*_*

He had fallen asleep. He was in the chair next to me, and I was being quiet as not to wake him. I hear some mumbling downstairs, and furrow my eyebrows. Did  just hear my name in that incoherent mumble? I strain my ears, and try to hear.

"...mububusdj? jncoihkndmc... she is a nuisance! She shouldn't even be here! I hate her!" I hear America say.

I grip the sheets were my heart is, and tense up as pain washes through that area. That actually physically hurt... I knew my apology was a fail... but.........

He hates me?

I put my head down, and a lone tear rolls off my cheek. I wipe it away, and slow my breathing as much as I can. After a few minuets of silence, I carefully take my hand out of Italy's, and place the blanket over him.

I get up silently, swaying slightly as I walk, and get my jacket. I pull it over my body, and walk to the desk. I pull off a piece of paper, and grab a pen.

' To America.

Thank you for letting me sleep here, even though I am a nuisance. I know I shouldn't be here, but I came to apologize. I truly am sorry. I'm sad to hear that you hate me, but I guess  deserve your hate.

Once again, I am sorry.

From, Ilvero.'

I put the pen down, and fold the note in half. I place it by the vase with my flowers in it, and walk to the window next to Italy. I look to him, and wonder about if he feels the same.

Does Italy hate me too? Does he find me a nuisance? I am always causing trouble for them...

I look at him with soft eyes, and sigh.

I lean forward, and kiss his cheek tenderly. I lean back, and see him blushing slightly.

"I don't know if you think I'm annoying either, but I sure as hell don't think you are. In fact.. I-" I heard someone running up the stairs. I quickly step to the window, and open it.

Great! I'm on the top floor of a 3 floor house... Ahh, screw it!

I jump out the window as someone reaches for me. I land on my feet, bending my knees to lessen the impact. I look back to the window, and see America. I look away, hurt at what he said, and hear him start to climb out also.