When secrets get out

Lost Memories

They reached the big mansions door and knocked, waiting about 4 minutes before knocking again." Maybe its abandoned?" Italy questions allowed trying hard to keep his voice steady. Something was horribly wrong, and he knew it. "maybe so, I'll knock again just to be sure" the blonde knocked 3 times in a row and waited. Once again, they were met with silence. Japan sighed and tried the doorknob finding it unlocked. "Excuse the intrusion" he said politely as they all walked it, Japan leading them with Italy in the back. "it is surprisingly clean for being abandoned, kind of dusty though" Germany thought aloud. They looked around them when a sudden crash sound came from a room to their right. Germany jumped in his place and Italy hid behind him, his feeling of dread increasing.

Japan shook his head". It is probably just a rat, I'll go check don't worry" he put a hand on his sword at his hip and walked to the room, he didn't think it was anything but just in case. He found a kitchen and walked near a counter, he found a broken plate and decided to pick it up. He wasn't sure why, but he felt it was important. He shook his head, picking up the pieces and putting them in the sink in case anyone decided they wanted to come into the kitchen. Calmly walking he made his way back to the others. He smiled softly seeing they had both calmed down seeing him.

Italy was confused, he had this feeling of being watched, while japan was gone he had gone into defensive mode, ready to run or fight if he needed too. So, when nothing attacked, he was confused, more relaxed but still, a stressed sweat had broken out. Germany was calmer but he had been even worse only a few seconds ago. The amount of relieve and calm that washed over him when the short male came around the corner was more than he felt normal. Germany spoke first. "so, it was really just nothing then?"

"yes, a rat must have knocked over a plate, I picked up the pieces and put them out of harms away"

"good, did you see if the sink worked?"

He shook his head." The sink was rusted over, if the water works it would not be good to drink"

With that they walked to the door, but Germany stopped before they left and turned to Italy. "are you feeling any better now?" he was still concerned it seemed." Ve, yes I'm alright, let's just get out of here" he said slightly trying to rush them. He did feel a bit better now, the feeling of eyes and danger had subsided to almost nothing. Germany nodded his head, a soft smile on his face as he held the door for the others.

They'd came back to Japans home and sat abruptly and lazily on the sofa, Japan excluded as he sat down slowly and with straight posture. Germany sighed, he was tired both physically and literally, japans head was clearing from today's activities as he slowly sunk into the couch. Now, Italy, he was beyond confused. Why was he so on edge, why was he so scared, and why did he feel like breaking down in there. He felt like he had been there before. It was familiar yet felt like hell, he should have been attacked knew this, something was supposed to happen.

Maybe.... No not possible, right? He shook, looked out of the corers of his eyes at his friends. "I think......I think I've been there before. No, I know I was. That house, that Hell, that is where I'm running in my nightmares." He curled up, his eyes watering as he slowly remembered, he remembered his nightmares, that house, the Thing that lives in it. He'd pushed it all to the very back of his mind, a mental block had been put up it was so horrid, he wished to forget I again. But now, now he knew, that Thing was really gone now. It couldn't hurt him anymore, or his loved ones.

Germany tilted his head, much like his dogs, confused and concerned and wanting answers. "what do you mean? You've been there before?" he moved closer to the Italian, but he stood up and looked to the Japanese and German men.

"It's over, it's finally over, I'm free and so are you two and the allies and my brother and Spain and Prussia, everyone." He smiled the brightest he had in so, so long, he was free. Japan looked startled and stood walking to Italy in a submissive form like you would a crazed animal. "Feli-kun you aren't making much sense, what are we free from, what's over?" Germany asked similar questions, but Italy ignored them. He suddenly started packing his things. "England, I need to speak to him, if anyone else remembers it's him. He's the one who did the spell to make you all forget." He said hurriedly, speeding around the room with more energy than he'd had in a year.

Germany stood and put his hands on Italy's shoulders, forcefully stopping him. "Feliciano please talk to us, you told us you'd be honest with us." He said with a stern tone, but his brows furrowed in worry and his eyes showed his concern and confusion. "I'm sorry, really, but I can't tell you, maybe a different day but not now. Oh, thank you both for helping me remember even if you didn't mean to. Thank you so, so much."

And with that he ran out of the house with what little he had and made a bean line for England's home, hoping to whatever god there is that the British man was home. Leaving his best friends and old allies behind not understanding anything other than the fact something big had happened that they apparently had forgotten.