Remember Me: A Hetalia Fanfic

Chapter 8

Important Italian vocabulary for this chapter- Fratello= brother. Ragazza= girl.
That's basically it, the rest is pretty easy to figure out.

~Italy's POV~

My time with Germany was limited.
Ever since he met that Rena girl, he had been flirting with her instead of training with Japan and I, or can just making pasta with me or complaining.

I didn't realize at first, but I was jealous. Germany was my best friend.
Japan and I had been hanging out with each other in my room all day, giving Germany and Rena time to flirt.

Romano went to Spain's so that "he could insult him," but I had a feeling he was lying. It seemed to me that Romano enjoyed hanging out with Spain more than he would let on.

Japan was reading some sort of backwards book, and I was drawing little kittens eating pasta.

I was, for once, annoyed with one of my best friends.

"Itary, is everything arright?" Japan asked.

"Don't worry, Japan, I'm perfectly fine!" I lied with a fake smile.

He saw right through the lie, and sighed.

"What is wrong this time?" he asked me.

I sighed in defeat.

"I had another nightmare about Holy Rome almost-a killing some ragazza."

Japan crashed his eyebrows.

"That is rather strange. It doesn't seem rike he is the kind to just kirr someone," he noted.

"Sí, and I also had another dream about some-a other girls; ones that looked like us. They knew about us."

"That is also very odd and unusual."

"Sí."

There was a long pause.

Japan was thinking.

Hard.

"Anything else bothering you?" He finally broke the silence with an uneasy expression.

'Yes!' I wanted to exclaim.

I decided to lie instead.

I nodded my head a little too rough.

"Itary..."

"Yes, Japan?"

"Terr me the truth, prease."

I averted my eyes from his serious expression, ignoring him.

"Itary, prease answer me before I carr Engrand here to ask you the same question himserf."

That got me to spill my little ball of rage.

"Fine, it's Germany! I feel like he doesn't care about us anymore, only Rena."

Japan nodded, and I could have sworn I saw a tiny smile spread on his face just for a second.

"The feering will pass. Mister Germany just isn't used to dating yet. Prus, she's a human from Germany, his own country. He's just trying set a good impression."

I nodded, unsure.

But I was still very...

Jealous.

Jealous of not having my best friend by my side.

Jealous that she took him to herself.

And something about her...