Russia seemed mildly surprised that Italy was doing all of this.

when they got to the cells, Ludwig kept his gun trained on France as he shoved a door open. "France, in there. Now."

Italy forced Russia into the same cell. "Good night ass holes."

Ludwig locked the cell door. "Come Italy.. Let's leave"

Italy took Germany's hand. "Italy..." It was Frace. "You're my brother..how can you leave me here?" Italy turned and glared. "I am no brother of yours. You said so yourself." He turned and took Ludwig out of the room.

"Italy... Are you okay? Russia didn't hurt you right?"

Italy waited until they were out of the room to start crying and he buried his face into Germany's coat. "I want my brother to love me.."

Ludwig held Italy close to him. "Italy..." He wasn't sure what exactly to say

He gripped Germany's shirt and calmed down. "I guess he's not really my brother anyway. He just claimed me as that."

"He didn't understand Italy..." He rubbed Feliciano's back

Italy calmed himself as then wiped his eyes. "It'll all turn out ok...one day.."

"Exactly..." He stroked the Italy's head. "You just need to give it time. Once this crazy war is over...."

"I guess so." He couldn't wait for the peace. He let himself stay in Germany's arms for a while.

"Italy, how about we finally go out on the date I had planned for you?"

His frown instantly turned upside down. He grinned. "Really? That would be wonderful."

"Awesome. Just let me get a few things into place and we can go, okay?"

Italy bounded up the stairs. "I'll go get dressed." he went and took a shower, then pulled on the most adorable outfit he could find in his closet.

Ludwig prepared a meal for them and put it in a basket along with a picnic blanket and waited for Italy

Italy jumped up and ran down the stairs as he finished getting ready. "Luwdig!!" He sang and danced in.

Ludwig looked over at Feliciano and smiled. "Hello there Italy"

Italy smiled and took the Germany's hand. "Lets go!!!" He sang.

Ludwig laughed softly and lead them outside and down a path. "We're going somewhere special, okay?"

Italy squeezed Germany's hand and then followed. "Where?" He sang and danced around

"A place I found many years ago that no one else has seem yet." He laughed softly. "So, it's a special place..."

Italy hummed as they walked, getting more and more excited. "Are we almost there?" He asked.