Italy didn't wake up at all the next morning, his heart to broken to care. Germany walked downstairs with his duffle bag packed full of military supplies and a few personal items, he placed the bag down by the door and walked over to the small lump that lay on the sofa he gently moved the hair which had fallen into the Italians face moving it out the smaller nations eyes before leaning down and gently kissing Italy's cheek "Stay safe for me, my Italy" he whispered before leaving, if he stayed a moment longer the taller nation would of noticed a long stream of tears cascading down Italy's cheek as he cried quietly to himself.
When the small Italian finally decided to move again it was already late in the afternoon and he was hungry there was no more pasta left so he decided to not bother with food and instead he walked upstairs to Germany's room and curled up in the middle of the Germans huge bed "Luciano are you there" Italy asked with a whisper, movement was heard before the bed dipped as another weight sat on it
"yes hun, I'm here what's wrong?" Luciano asked as if he didn't know
"Germany left me because his boss needs him elsewhere, but I don't like being on my own, it reminds me of the bad times when everyone left" Italy replied crying slightly
"I'm here don't you fear little Feli I would never leave you, now how about you close your eyes I won't leave you okay" Luciano said a small smile on his face, Feli nodded and closed his eyes snuggling to the warmth of Luciano "sleep tight"
Italy awoke the next morning to the smell of food wafting through the bedroom door the small Italian moved out of the bed and made his way downstairs his stomach grumbled loudly as he walked into the kitchen, Luciano was standing next to the stove with a giant pot of pasta bubbling away "Luciano where did you find that pasta?" Feli asked
"oh I just went out to get some I thought that you would be hungry, you having been eating much" Luciano replied, Italy smiled slightly at the thought of food, especially since he ached all over his muscles felt like they were burning again, most likely because he slept in an odd position, what he didn't remember was going to sleep with his boots on but then again he wasn't really thinking last night so it could be possible "hun why don't you go watch TV whilst I serve up" Luciano said, the smaller Italian walked out of the room and into the living room and put the TV on the news was showing once again
"another family was found dead this morning the police say that there was evidence that it was the same person responsible for yesterday's family's death the police also say that they had identified that the murder weapon used was a knife and that who ever committed these acts are classified as highly dangerous so if anyone had any information about it the police ask for you to hand it in as soon as possible"
"ooh that's kind of scary" Italy said to himself
"and what would that be hun" Luciano asked exiting the kitchen holding two bowls of pasta
"there's been another family murdered" Italy said before diving into his food, if he stopped for a moment and watched Luciano he would of seen his lips slightly curving into a slight smile "this Pasta is really good Luciano it's the best I have ever had, maybe even better than Germany's" Feli said with a big toothy grin
"why thank you" Luciano replied a hint of jealousy breaking through, the two Italians spent the rest of the day together playing around and eating pasta Feli very much missed Germany but cheered up almost straight away when Luciano said he would share Feli bed so he wouldn't feel so lonely.
The rest of the week was spent like this, but there was only so much Luciano could do to keep Italy happy without Germany being around and of course he couldn't have that, by the time the second week had gone by the amount of murders had gone up all by the same person but no one knew who was doing it, well that was until some strong evidence was put forward, finally there was a witness and the murderers description was given out to the public.
Germany was surprisingly missing Italy, true they had a very close relationship but at the same time German thought that having a few days without the small Italian may allow him to complete his work more efficiently and be able to focus more but no, he spent most of his time worrying about Italy.
listening to the local radios he started to notice that the murders in which really he shouldn't need to worry about were getting closer and closer to his house in Berlin where Italy was staying, knowing this fact made him worry even more about the Italian as this meant he was at a higher risk of being attack, he knew that if anything was to happen he would be told, he also hoped that with Italy being a nation even if injured he'd be able to run away he hoped anyway. A side effect of his worry for the Italians safety meant that he'd became a lot harsher towards his men making sure that they stay in line and punishments to the people who didn't.
Germany's men noticed this change within their nations personification, the superior soldiers went to see about getting Italy back into the unit as soon as it was possible but with the nature of the small Italians injuries the soonest would be was in a week's time, but that all changed that night when the identity of the murder was given out the description from the radio said "a young man with a feminine look short brown hair which has a distinctive curl on the left side, he also has burns running across his face and hands and was seen wearing a blue uniform was seen running away from his last victim holding a knife he is said to be dangerous so do not approach" after that was announced two peoples worlds fell apart.
The Italian turned his head around to see that Luciano was grinning like a mad man and before Italy could scream Luciano leaped towards him successfully pinning him down "what's wrong little Feli don't you want to play our game anymore."
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Dead to me Dark!Italy
FanfictionThinking 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...