Trigger Warning! Mentions of self-harm scars.

"Can we meet them after we're done with the book?" Lilli asked. Everyone looked at her as if surprised, but all nodded in agreement. Alfred looked hesitant, so did Matthew and Jett. The three looked at each other and shurgged.

"I don't see why not, but preferably not all three of ours at the same time." Alfred said. Anthony and Wendy both gave out short laughs. When everyone looked at them Anthony decided to answer for the both of them.

"When all one hundred of us are in the same room, its absolute chaos, hell, when its just the sixty-six of us, you can barely get a damn word in." Anthony said.

"No cussing." Alfred said, as if it was an instinct, which at that point it was.

"Sorry Dad." Anthony said. Romeo gave him a look that said 'bruh you literally cuss all the time, I know, and I know that you know, that you are not sorry in the slightest'. Anthony shot him a look that told him to shut his damn mouth.

They worked out the details before they finally decided that they should continue reading. Alfred was slightly worried, as he knew that some of his kids were not the biggest fans of some of the countries, though most had no grudge against them. He shoved those thoughts to the back of his mind. His thoughts were along the lines of I'll burn that bridge when I get there.

Toris decided that he didn't want to read anymore so Gilbert decided that he would read. Once he got up, he read the first few entries on the page and came to the conclusion that someone (most likely Feliciano) was going to cry.

Italy taught HRE how to dance. He never got any good at it, but whenever Austria would play the piano Italy still loved to dance together with him.

Feliciano smiled at the memory.

Italy is the only person to see Germany cry.

Feliciano's smile faltered, remembering what happened.

Feliciano tells Lovino everything. So when HRE left and never came came back, Feliciano went to his big brother and cried and confessed to him how much he loved HRE. Lovino helped Feli get through it and absolutely hated HRE after that. That's why he hates Ludwig so much. He reminds him too much of HRE, and he doesn't want his younger brother to go through that again.

Feliciano looked across the room at his brother, who had looked at him, and he wanted to go crying to him before he remembered that they weren't talking at the moment. So he just cuddled into Ludwig more to get some comfort.

Gilbert decided that they would stop after the big whump reading that was coming. So he continued on. He had seen the two Italians not talking, and he hoped that they would talk it out over all of these entries. It was like the book knew what needed to be said.

Feliciano has asthma. He's had several dangerous attacks before, and Lovino was there every time. Even though it doesn't seem like it, Lovino gets very worried about his younger brother and tries hard to look after him.

Both Italians were wanting to go talk to each other, but they both decided to wait until the next break came.

Romano hates to accept other's kindness because he doesn't think he deserves to be loved. And yet for every person who has ever shown him affection, he finds himself loving them so intensely it hurts.

Feliciano was seriously resisting running over and giving his brother a hug. In that time Gilbert had read over the next entry and decided that after the next entry, he would go straight into the one after that. He quietly texted Antonio to keep a hold of Lovino after that next entry, and texted Anthony to do the same with Romeo.

When he saw Italy's self-harm scars, he broke down crying. The thought of someone so innocent and bubbly- someone he loves more than everyone or anything else in the world- doing that to himself. Germany couldn't handle it.

Both Lovino and Romeo tried to get up, but Antonio and Anthony did as asked of them and held them while Gilbert read the next one, which was admittedly fairly funny.

Italy once stabbed Austria with his push broom because he didn't get pasta.

They calmed down and Elizabeta was trying not to laugh, Roderich pouted, and Gilbert let out a small laugh before he continued with the reading.

One night Feliciano, Ludwig, Gilbert, and Lovino had gone drinking, and someone was hitting on Feli. The guy bought him a drink, and he took one look at it before he dumped the entire thing on the guy's head, and said very calmly said, "I spent a large chunk of my life dealing with the mafia, you think I don'y know when my drink's being drugged?" Ludwig and Gilbert had frozen in shock while Lovi congratulated Feli on what he did.

Most people just stared at Feli, some cheered a bit for him. He just sat there and thanked the people who congratulated him. Gilbert and Ludwig kinda relapsed into their shock. Lovino sat across the room and was giving a proud smirk. Gilbert got out of his shock and continued reading.

Dear Diary, he lied. He's never coming back.

Hardly anyone knew what that was talking about, but those who did, immediately looked to the one who wrote that entry.

Feliciano was crying. He could feel the stares of the ones who knew, but he didn't care. He looked at Gilbert and motioned for him to keep going.

Gilbert was hesitant. It was time for the big whump. After that he wasn't sure that Feli would be okay with this next one. He decided that, fuck it, he'll suffer the consequences.

"After this one we'll take a break." Gilbert said before he took a deep breath and read that damn entry. The thing would definatly cause some question to come from his little brother, and a quick beating from Elizabeta too.

Germany is the Holy Roman Empire. He doesn't remember much. One of the few things he remembers is a small girl in a green dress giving him a push broom.

Feliciano hadn't even heard the end of the entry before he was on his way out of the room. Lovino was following right after. Romeo was tempted to go, but knew that that was going to be how his brothers made up. And it was going to be ugly after all that had been read.

Feli had ran into an unused bedroom and slammed the door behind him. Lovi ran straight into the door. They both slid down the side of the door they were on. They were both crying.

"Feli, please, talk to me. I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry. I shouldn't have said what I said. I know I fucked up, and I fucked up bad this time. Just please talk to me fratello." Lovino said before he broke into a sob.

Feliciano couldn't stand the sound of his brother sobbing, besides, Feli was always the nice one, always the one to accept the apology should it come. So he did what he thought was best. He stood up and opened the door. Lovino fall, as he didn't expect it.

"You could have given me a warning." Lovino said as he stood up. Feliciano just gave him a look saying 'bitch I don't think so'. They stood there for a few moments, just staring at each other, before they simultaneously ran to hug the other. They were both somehow crying even more.

"You know what sucks Lovi, after Holy Rome left, I promised myself I wouldn't fall for anyone that hard again. But it kept getting harder and harder to keep that promise the more Ludwig was around. And now here I find out that the guy I'm breaking that promise for is the same guy I made the stupid promise because of." Felicino clutched at Lovino's shirt tighter than before.

Lovino guided his little brother to the bed, and they just cuddled togther, both crying their hearts out. After a while, he decided he would pull up his brother's sleeve to see the self harm scars the book was talking about. He ended up crying more.

There were scars so old they were basically gone, and some that had healed with time but would be there for a while longer. There were some that Lovino could tell were from only a few weeks prior to the start of the readings. And there were some that were so new that he could tell that they still hurt, and he knew they were the aftermath of the fight they had less than two days before.

"I'm not gonna ask about it, I don't have much room to say anything, but from now on, I want you to promise, and I'm making this promise too, that if you ever get an urge, come talk to me. If I feel any urges, I'll go to you, or Antonio, and you can go to that potato bastard, just talk to someone. Okay?" Lovino was looking into Feliciano's eyes the entire time he said that. Feliciano just responded with a nod.

"So, I was gonna stay out of this, but I figured we needed some family bonding that didn't end up with a fight. And I brought someone with me." Romeo said as he stood at the door, happy that his brothers had finally made up. He stepped to the side to reveal non other than Grandpa Rome.

-_-_-

Right after Feliciano and Lovino ran out, no one knew what to say. Ludwig was confused as to what had made Feli so upset, Roderich and Elizabeta were about to berate Gilbert for not telling Ludwig about the fact that he was HRE, and Gilbert was thinking about the best way to fill Ludwig in on what had just happened.

Right as all four of them started to move, and flash appeared, and everyone got ready to read a note, but it wasn't a note there at all. It was the Ancients. All of the countries were stunned into silence. Especially those who had a hand in having the Ancients be called Ancients.

"We thought we would pay you all a visit in person." A woman with copper skin and long black hair said. Alfred and Matthew ran up and tackled her in a hug. Native America hugged them back.

All the nations quickly got out of their stupor and went to hug their parents. Some of the younger nations were confused but hugged the Ancients anyway. They all broke out to talk with each other, the only ones staying in the room being Romeo and Grandpa Rome.

"How about we go check on your brothers?" He said in his cheery voice, Romeo nodded. And with that, they made their way to the unused bedroom.

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Thank you for reading the thirteenth chapter of A World of Secrets. Holy shit this just keeps blowing more and more than I expect, like 1.76K reads, are you guys serious?!?!?! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the ungodly amount of Italy angst, I figured I was being too nice to him and Romano even when they were fighting, so I decided fuck it, a full chapter of giving a big ol' fuck you to our favorite Italians. And now the Ancients are actually a big part of it, holy shit so much is happening all at once. If any of you have some names that you use for them, please tell me as I only have one for Rome. Also, my mom wants to read this and I'm trying to convince her that that is a bad idea so pray for me. Another also, HAPPY APRIL FOOLS, we have survived 3 full months of the worst year ever, so good job us. One last also, I'm starting to work on an original story, so if you guys think I should post it in this account or another, please let me know. And on that note, I will see you guys next update. Bye!