"I hurt my big brother France. They're going to come and take me away now...they're going to make me go back to that place...for the bad people.." He was complelty out of it. He wasn't sure who he was talking to. He wasn't even sure if the voice was in his head or real. "If you're not going to take me away...does that mean you're here to ask me the questions...to see if I'm a crazy...?" His accent was much thicker than even normal.

"Crazy? You aren't crazy, and you sure as hell aren't going anywhere!" Ludwig said, sitting on the bed

Italy rufused to move himself even an inch. "Holy...Roman....?" He whispered faintly, looking at Germany oddly. "You came back for me...it's been a while....I'm actually a boy you know..I'm not a little maid, but I hope you can like me anyway, because I missed you when you were gone away.." He thought Germany was someone else entirely.

Germany frowned for a second. Holy Roman? "I'm fine with that..." he said quietly, knowing Italy would just want to hear that.

Italy was smiling crazily and he laid one hand on 'holy roman's ' cheek Tenderly. "Oh, I've missed you do much, but we can't be together the same way we were before because there's a man who loves me and even though I don't know where he is right now, I know he'll never leave me....you left me you know...all alone that day back with Austria. He was always to so mean and he wouldn't let me play his piano. Then I turned out to be a boy even though I didn't know it. That's even more reason we can't be like we used to. You're a guy and I'm a guy...and Germany's a guy too, but he's a homo so it's ok." He was babbling like this, having no idea that he was talking to Germany. "But I'm gla he's a homo, because I'm deathly and madly in love with him. I want him right now, but for some reason I can't remember what I did to make him not want me anymore. I think it's because I killed big brother France... Do you think he'll come back soon?"

"I do think he'll come back soon Italy. I'm sure he loves you too much to let you go." Germany kissed Italy's forehead. "I'm glad that you're happy Italy. That makes me so happy." Ludwig stood up. "I have to go again..."

Italy sighed softly. "I figured you would leave me again. I'm probably just dreaming anyway." He closed his eyes as tears started to brim at the edges.

"Hey, Italy, don't cry. I can stay for longer if you would like... But, I must leave before your Germany returns..."

He shook his head. "When will he be back here? I miss him..."

"More than likely in a few minutes..." he sighed "you'll see me again one day, okay?"

Italy sniffled and closed his eyes. "O-Ok...tell Germany to wake me up when he comes." He drifted off to sleep.

Ludwig left the room to unslick his hair and went back into the room to sit beside the sleeping Italian

Italy sighed softy in his sleep, dreaming a little. His dreams were mostly about Germany and himself together in a field of flowers. The thing was, sometimes it was Germany there and sometimes it was holy Rome. "Germany.." He whispered in his sleep.

Ludwig looked down at Feliciano. "Italy?" he slipped his han into the Italian's.

Italy had still been dreaming, waking up when he heard his name. He clutched the familiar hand that was in his own and he lace his fingers in between Germany's. "Ich Liebie Dich." he said softy, using German the best he could. Then he remembered. "Big brother France!" His voice sounded panicked and he jumped up from the mattress, running to his big brother, completly bypassing Japan. "B-Big brother...? Wake up!" He gasped, shaking the man when he didn't stir. "Is he....?" Japan shook his head. "He is resting. You should be as well." Japan glared at Germany as he said that. Italy glared back at Japan. "It's not his fault you know." He walked back over to his love and embraced him. "I had a weird dream. You were gone and someone.....from my past was there. I really missed you."

"I'm not leaving you Italy... Come, you need your rest." he picked the Italian up and walked them back to the bedroom. "you do need rest mein lieber..."

Italy smiled and nuzzled Germany's shoulder affectionately. "What if I don't want to rest? Can we at least talk for a little while?"

"we can do that" he looked at Italy "we can do whatever you want"

Italy nodded and kissed the other. "Anything?" He questioned.

"anything, mein lieber." he kissed the smaller nation's forehead

Italy captured Germany's lips with his own and then moved down his neck with feathery kisses. "Are you sure?" He asked

Ludwig shivered "yes.. Anything"

Though Italy still wasn't positive if Ludwig was up for what it was that he wanted to do, he was going to try and see what happened. once in the bedroom, Italy stood on his own two feet and shut the door before pushing Germany down onto the bed and kissing his neck, nipping at the pale skin just slightly. "I want...to try something I've never done before...do you understand what I'm asking Ludwig?"

Ludwig's face tinted a light pink. "Yes... I know what you mean Italy."

A small smile traced Italy's childlike features. "Then will you give me what I want?" He purred softly.

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