APH: Hold GermanyXItaly

He tossed and turned in his bed, memories of the one he once loved circled and danced in his brain. He remembers how he would take his hand when he needed it, and always put up with him. How sweet and gentle he was even when the world seemed to be falling in around him. He sat up in his bed in a cold sweat, tears ran down his face.
“I know I’ll never see him again…” Italy mumbled sadly
“Why did he have you go off and leave me…I feel so alone now…and his face keeps haunting my dreams…” He curled up in a ball and cried until a light flicked on in the darkness, he looked up sniffling. He heard the sink run for a few seconds and then shut off then loud foot steps echoed through the small house. Veneziano looked around the house, his dark room –which was originally covered in his paintings- looked dark and scary to him. He heard a cat yowl and race through the house
“Japan and his stupid cat…” A deep voice muttered outside his door
Veneziano got up, his entire body shaking, and walked towards the door. He opened it a crack and looked outside. A larger man with blond hair, and ice blue eyes was picking up a small brown cat and walking down the hall with it.
“L-Ludwig…” He said softly, almost to soft to hear.
He closed the door and walked back to his bed, his heart pounding. A soft warmth creep through him, Do I love Germany…? No, I can’t…I still love Holy Roman Empire he laid back down and closed his eyes. Sleep wrapped over him like a dark blanket.

He stood, as a young kid, in Austria’s home. The walls high up, and paintings everywhere. Italy walked down a hall, looking at the old red carpet and he could hear a piano in the distance. He felt something pulling him forward, he started to run. A light filtered through a door way ahead, he ran faster and burst through the door hoping to see Austria and Holy Roman Empire, only to feel disappointment crash over him like a wave. The room was empty, the piano sat alone. No music came from it. Veneziano walked towards it and put his hand on the keys, no sound came from them at all. Then everything started to break away, the floor started to break off and crash down below him and the furniture followed with it. Italy ran trying to get to the door, he jumped from one tile to the next before they feel. He jumped off the last one and grabbed the handle. He pulled the door opened and jumped inside. He sat down panting for a few seconds and looked up, the image he saw made tears roll down his face. A young, blond haired, blue eyed boy stood in front of him with his hand out. Smiling Italy reached forward to grab his hand, but when his hand went down Holy Roman Empire yanked his hand away and looked down at Veneziano. He turned and started to walk away, Veneziano opened his mouth to scream out to him but no words came out. The darkness around him swallowed it. Tears ran down his face as Holy Roman Empire started to run, faster and faster until the darkness ate him as well.
“N-no” Italy said chocking on his tears, words finally formed as he screamed out “no, please come back I love you please” he collapsed, his heart shattered in his chest. Tears beat down his face and fell to the ground.

“Italy wake up”
Italy opened his eyes, two blue eyes stared back into his. Concern filled them.
“You were yelling” Germany said and sat down on the side of his bed.
Tears fell down his face
“I had a nightmare…” He said through sods.
Ludwig sighed, he picked Italy up and took him back to his room and laid him on the bed.
“You can stay with me tonight Veneziano” Germany said sitting next to him.
Italy leaned over and hugged him, Germany held him as he cried for a few more minutes. Whipping away his tears Italy snuggled into his side of the bed and lay so he was looking away from Germany. He felt Germany lay down as well; soon sleep came over him quickly. No dreams came to him, and he rested peacefully for the first time in a long time.
   He opened his eyes and yawned only to find someone holding him and his arms around the person as well. It took him a few minutes to realize Ludwig was holding him in his sleep. He looked up at him; he was snoring softly and muttering something about Japans cat in his sleep. Chuckling Italy snuggled closer to him and closed his eyes, his heart was beating fast and warmth filled him from head to toe and a happiness he hadn’t felt for years swept over him. He laid there for what seemed like only minutes, but in reality hours swept by. Ludwig mumbled something and opened his eyes, he jumped back when he realized he was holding Italy.
“I-Italy” he said, his face a soft red
Veneziano smiled, his face redder
“Are we going to go get pasta?” He asked jumping up and running into the kitchen. Japan stood over a pot of  tea and smiled as Italy ran into the room. Happier then he seemed to be in a long time.
“Morning” He said calmly
“Morning Japan!” Italy said giving him a hug and running towards the cupboards.
“Damn cat!” Germany yelled as he tripped into the kitchen, Japan chuckled
“Have a nice sleep?” Japan asked nodding towards Italy.
Ludwig plopped down on a chair “Yeah…Italy don’t make a mess”
“Yes captain!”
Japan walked out of the kitchen, it wont be easy getting Ludwig to admit his feelings, but I’m sure I can do it