Italy has been alive for a long time. he's seen many things come and go; empires, family, and even the one he loved. He knows that everything will wilt and die, but that's why he loves flowers so much. Because they will always bloom again. NOTE: this is my first story...so have fun! UPDATE: COMPLETED

Joe had no one, or so he thought. Will didn't want him to feel alone anymore. A fanfic about true love between two boys.*~Warning *~ contains sexual themes ( my first fanfic so please by gentle in the comments )