It was supposed to be a simple dinner. Germany and Italy were going and a triple date with Romano, Spain, Canada, and Prussia. Canada wasn't there when they were discussing it, since he had some work to finish up, but maybe it was better that he was not there. They decided to just make a big pot luck and bring it to Spain's and Romano's house, that's when it all started.

"There is-a no way I'm letting one-a, and no way two potato jerk-a faces into-a our house!" Romano yelled at Spain who had just accepted to let the pot luck at their house.

"But fratello...." Romano glared at Feliciano, who hid behind Germany. Prussia, who usually doesn't care, was boiling with anger.

"If I-a don't like you to-a start with, why should-a I let a-" Prussia ran up to Romano and punched him in the jaw. He stumbled backward, falling down. He wiped some blood away from his mouth. Prussia was being held back by Ludwig, and Feli was trying to keep Spain, and Romano calm.

"Vhat, SAY IT! NOT LET A VHAT!? INSULT ME OR MEIN BRUDER AGAIN AND I MAKE SURE JOU HAVE MORE ZHAN A LITTLE BLOOD DRIPPING FROM JOUR MOUTH!! Prussia lashed out, trying to free himself from his brother's grasp.

"HOW DARE YOU HURT MY LITTLE LOVI!! YOU USELESS EXCUSE FOR A COUNTRY!" Spain voice was laced with as much venom as he could muster, scaring Feli, who was trying his best to keep him calm. Prussia's eyes went wide, shocked, and looked like he would cry, and now Germany was also angry.

"HE'S A USELESS EXCUSE FOR A COUNTRY?! SAYS ZHE FALLEN POWER!! JOU ARE NO BETTER ZHAN BRITAIN!!" Germany pushed Italy out of the way and punched Spain in the face, making Romano retaliate and punch Germany in the gut. Prussia socked Romano in the gut, and soon it was a full out fist fight, with Feliciano's useless attempts to stop.

"Germany please stop!" Italy grabbed Germany's arm, stopping the fight. Tears were streaming down his face, Germany looked at his boyfriend, regret taking over.

"Italy..I-I'm sorry." Germany tried to wiped his tears, but Italy flinched away. Romano stepped in front of Italy, pulling him back. To see his brother cry like that made him, if possible, even more enraged, but he knew that if he lashed out again it would only make it worst for his brother.

"G-Germany, please just l-leave..." Germany was shocked, tears almost filling his eyes also. He sighed in defeat and dragged his brother out, slamming the door behind him. Italy fell to the floor, a crying mess, holding on to Romano.

"F-Fratello, is it *sob* a-alright if it...s-stay here tonight?" Romano hugged him gently and nodded his head. I never should have said that, look what I've done. But I just want to protect my little brother, Romano thought as he rubbed Feliciano's back soothingly.

~Germany's pov~

I was driving home with my idiot brother. I can't believe I made Italy cry, I should have controlled my anger better. I felt something drop on my leg, and I realized I was crying.

"Vest? Zhis is totally unawezome..." I pulled over, and Prussia pulled me into a hug. He and Italy are the only people who have ever seen me cry. I sat there crying like a child who was lost, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Vest, let me drive." I didn't answer, I just got out and we switched seats. The majority of the ride consisted of him soothing me, and talking to me in german.

"Vhy, vhy did I lose my temper!?" I slammed my fist repetitively on the dash board in front of me, not caring that me hands were now red from the action. My brother tried to calm me down, to no avail, but soon we got home. He helped me out, and wrap my arm around his shoulder so he could help me to my room.

"Come on Vest, are jou going to cry jourself to sleep." I felt so helpless, like a baby, what happened to me. Italy. Italy, I loved him so much, I never want to see him cry, or show any trace of sadness ever again. I want his smile to be there, always.

"I'm sorry bruder, I messed up really bad. I.....I just lost my temper and zhrew zhe first punch, I made all of us fight, and little Italy cry. I'm not awezome." Germany's crying calmed down but he still stayed silent. After a sleepless night, Germany passed out from exhaustion.

~le time skip brought to you by sadness~

~Italy's pov~

I woke up this morning, my eyes puffy and my pillow soaked. I looked around and saw my fratello beside me sleeping, but his eyes seemed a bit swollen also, as if he also cried. I grabbed my phone and saw six new messages. All from Ludwig.

Italy I'm sorry.

Please pick up.

I never ment to hurt you, and especially never wanted you to cry.

Please Italy, I feel horrible.

Just say something, and whatever you say I promise I'll be fine with it.

Even if you say you want to break up, I want you to know, Ich liebe dich.

I looked at the messages a bit longer before typing a response.

Luddy, I love you too. But you really hurt my brother, and I couldn't stop it from happening. I....I just need time to let this all settle down. Te amo.

The little dots appeared on the corner of the screen, I waited for the text to show up.

*sigh* Okay, I understand. I love you also. But when you feel up to talking I'll be here.

I decided to lighten the mood, just a little.

Did you really write the word "sigh" lolz 😂?

Did you really just say "lolz"?

I smiled and turned off my phone. I got out of bed and went to make some pasta for breakfast.