Italy awoke to find himself still in the strong Germans embrace, he carefully wiggled his way out in the hopes to find some food, as his stomach kept grumbling at him, the floor was cold to the touch leaving his bare feet to slowly freeze against it. He quickly and quietly tiptoed out the door and onto the carpeted floor of the landing, before walking down the creaky staircase towards the kitchen.
The cupboards were almost bare with just a few cans of sausages and potatoes, but near the back there was the holy grail of all foods Pasta Italy carefully reached to get to the packet but found that it was just out of reach, with his arms not being long enough he walked into the dining room and pulled out one of the chair, dragging it into the kitchen and next to the cupboard where he stood on it to reach, Italy managed to get to just reach the packet but the chair became unbalanced and the small Italian fell towards the ground.
Luciano stood watching the little Italian trying to reach the Pasta from the shadows he found the struggle cute to watch, he moved silently behind the unsuspecting Italy and rocked the chair roughly causing him to fall backwards off the chair, though instead of letting him fall onto the floor, he stepped and caught the falling nation the Pasta wasn't so lucky "Hello again Hun" Luciano said placing Feli upright on the floor
"Ciao Luciano, what are you doing here" Feli asked picking up the pasta from the floor
"Well I came to say hello, but since I'm here would you do me a little favour?" Luciano said leaning closer
"What would that be?" the oblivious Italian asked
"All I need you to do is to close your eyes just for a minute okay" Luciano said, Feli closed his eyes just for a second as asked before he found himself falling to the cold hard ground.
The Italian find himself being woken up by an angry looking Germany "Feli are you okay" he asked as Italy sat up on the sofa whilst blinking the sleep from his eyes
"I'm fine Luddy its okay" Italy replied
"If your fine would you like to tell me what you were doing lying on my kitchen floor unconscious" Ludwig asked voice slightly raised, Italy knew that he couldn't tell him the truth as he made a promised to Luciano that he wouldn't say anything about the other Italian
"I was getting the pasta down and I fell that was all that happened Ludwig" Italy snapped back "erm... I'm sorry Luddy I didn't mean to shout, I'm still a bit tired" the Italian said in a pace quicker than usual
"It's okay Italy I shouldn't of gotten mad at you, now how about you go watch some TV whilst I make you that pasta okay" the German stated, Feli simply nodded leaning over to pick up the remote, his body ached all over, though some of the pain was from areas he hadn't hurt though he didn't think too much of it.
On the TV there was the usual war news, with the usual headlines stating why Germany and the Axis would win and why the Allies were doomed to failure "...and today a German family were found dead in their home In Berlin, they were found to of been brutally murdered and mutilated with the cause of death has been stated to of been from the wounds they had suffered rather than a decisive blow, there were no witnesses or any leads as no one was left alive, information has not be released on whether this is linked to any other, though it's been suggested that it was done by an anti-government faction, if you notice anyone acting strangely please inform the local authorities" Italy didn't think too much about it there was a lot of murders because of the war
"Anything exciting happening in the world today" Germany asked placing a bowl of pasta down on the table in front of him
"Not much just a weird murder but there's a lot of that happening now..." Italy said happily before attacking the bowl placed in front of him, the only thing he could ever beat was a bowl of Pasta.
"That's sad but true, Italy I've been ordered to go back to the front lines that means I'm going to have to leave you alone for a while but soon you will able to re-join me okay" Germany said
"err but I don't want Luddy to go, can't you stay" Italy asked with pleading eyes
"I'm sorry mien Italy but it's an order, I have to leave tomorrow morning so you've got me until then" the German tried to not act sad that he had to leave his hurting Italy alone, but he didn't have a lot of choice his führer was annoyed to find out that he had left the frontlines without informing him, so he wasn't going to try his luck by sitting around much longer
"But Germany if you leave something bad might happen, please don't leave me I don't want to be alone, I want to be with you" Italy sobbed as he spoken, the food has long since been forgotten he was holding the German around his waist crying loudly it actually broke the Germans stone heart to see how scared the little Italian has become
"Feli you need to stop acting like a child, as much as I want to stay here I can't disobey orders, and if you carry on like this you're going to cause your burns to hurt more so please stop crying" his voice started out harsh but softened towards the end after a while the Italian had stop sobbing, he had cried himself to sleep, Germany left him on the couch gently laying a blanket over the frail body, he went up to his room and started to pack things he would need back on the line.
Luciano stood back enjoying the German's and Italian's conversation the amount of hurt in little Italy's eyes, soon oh so soon that hurt would change it would turn into something much more beautiful it would turn to anger, malice, hatred and best of all murder and oh how he couldn't wait, after the German left the room he sat on the couch by Italy's head and started gently stroking his soft hair "soon my little Italy soon you won't care about that German or your brother or any of your friends, soon you'll be mine all mine and no one will be able to stop us so you just wait you will finally pay back all those who saw you as weak all of them" he whispered gently "soon"
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Dead to me Dark!Italy
FanficThinking that even the sweetest and calmest people can't be change or broken would be wrong, Italy was that sweet calm person true he would usually runaway from battle and avoid doing the things he hated, but how can you not be affected or changed b...