It had been a few days after they all had fought, and things settled down. A little. Romano was now, more protective of Feliciano than he had been before. Anytime Italy was texting someone, that someone being Germany most of the time, he had to make up some excuse, like he was talking to Japan, or Seborga, or Austria.

It was lunch time and Romano decided to make Italy and Spain some pasta. The house was quite, Spain was outside in the garden, and Italy was in his room doing who knows what.

"Italy, Spain, I-a made some-a pasta!" Romano called from the kitchen. Spain came inside a few minutes after, but there was no reply for Italy, "Italy! It's tomato pasta!" Still no answer.

"Maybe he's sleeping?" Spain said as he scooped himself some pasta and grabbed a tomato that was lying on the counter, but Romano knew something was off. As he was about to go see what's taking Italy so long, he heard rushing foot steps coming down the hall.

"PASTA!!!" Feli wrapped his arms around Romano, smiling brightly. Romano rolled his eyes, and pushed Italy off of him. Hmm, something off, Romano thought to himself. "Here Feli, I made-a you favorite, tomato pasta."

Italy's eyes shone with happiness as he hugged Romano again and said, "Grazie Fratello, I was just on the phone with big brother France." Romano just nodded and handed him a plate.

Before Romano had time to think about it a bit more, the door bell rang. As Spain and Italy were getting their plates of pasta, Romano went to check the door. He looked through the peeping hole, and saw his flirtatious brother. He opened the door and his brother walked him giving Romano a quick hug.

"Ciao little brother~!" Seborga walked into the house, winking at Romano. After he heard what had happened, he came over to take care of his brothers, and to make sure that Italy was alright. After a quick greeting he walked into the kitchen and Italy ran and gave him a hug.

"Ciao Big brother Seborga!" Seborga messed Italy's hair a bit, making sure to not mess with his curl, and hugged him back. Italy fixed him a plate of pasta, as he, Spain and Romano went to the table.

Silence flowed through the room, Seborga's smile disappeared. "So, have-a you talked to-a Germany yet?" Romano glared at his brother. He had still not forgiven the german for making his brother cry, and Spain hasn't forgiven him for punching Lovino.

"Of course not! He-a made Feli cry!" Romano whisper-shouted, trying to not let Italy in on their conversation. Italy was on the other side of the door the separated the kitchen and dinning room, he had his ear to the door, and tried to listen to them.

"How-a do you think-a this makes him-a feel! He's probably so sad--a right now, he loves Germany!" Romano looked away from Seborga, he could feel the anger seeping out of him. Spain looked at the two, he wanted to do something, but he knew that this was a family matter.

"Try to-a put yourself in-a his shoes." Just then Italy walked in, pretending like he didn't hear the conversation, smiling and bringing in the plates of pasta. Seborga smiled at him, trying to hide the anger that rose in him.

"So-a what were you-a guys talking about-a?" Romano shot a glare at Seborga, and he just smiled at Italy.

"Nothing you-a need to worry about-a. It's-a fine, just a little-a work stuff." Romano took a bite of the pasta, and keep silent.

~at Germany's house, and his pov~

Okay, I'll talk to you later, fratello just said he made some pasta.

Okay, Ich liebe dich.

Te amo, I hope this all gets settled soon.

I turned off my phone, and Prussia walked into my room. Hungary and Austria followed him.

"Hey, how is mein awezome Bruder doing?" I glared at him, I still haven't forgiven him for punching Lovino. Then again I was the one who punched Spain.

"*sigh* I'm fine, vhy are jou here Hungary und Austria?" Hungary sat at the end of my bed and Austria sat on a chair to the side.

"We vere vorried about jou. We heard vhat happened, are jou sure jour alright?" I nodded, but in truth I felt horrible making my Italy cry.

"I heard jou cried..." I turned to see Austria sipping a cup of tea. Hungary was about to slap him with her frying pan, but Prussia stopped her. I looked away and nodded.

"Jou must really be in love vith Italy, if a simple fight made jou cry, or have jou gone soft?" I clenched my fist, and my brother stood between us.

"I made him cry...." I said above a whisper. Hungary looked at me, and her expression changed from sad to understanding.

"How serious?" Hungary asked, "How serious vas zhe fight?"

"I punched Romano, Vest punched Spain, Romano punched him back, and I punched him in return. So I am really zhe one to blame." My brother looked down in shame. I placed my hand on his shoulder, and looked him in the eye.

"It isn't jour fault, I lost my temper and zhrew a punch at Spain also. I vas zhe one zhat didn't listen to Italy's cries, but I zhink ve were all to blame," My brother smiled a bit and stood up.

"I promise vest, I vill fix zhis. I promise on mein awezome, awesomeness!" I just face palmed myself. I hope he doesn't make things worse.

~le time skip~

Italy, have you heard anything from my brother recently?

No why? Did he do something?

No, but I think he's planning something...

Well I heard fratello and big brother Seborga, talking about you.

What did they say.

Well Seborga was trying to get fratello to forgive you......
For my sake....

Again Italy, I am really sorry. I never should have punched your brother.

It's alright luddy. Wait!

FELI IS SOMETHING WRONG!! ITALY, FELI, WHAT HAPPENED?!

Come here now, please!! Your brother is here and fratello looks like he's going to fight him again!!

I'M COMING!!! JUST HOLD THEM UNTIL I GET THERE!

~Italy's pov~

I ran down the hallway and I saw Prussia in the doorway and fratello looking like he's going to punch him.

"What-a are you doing-a here!? Get out-a of my house you-a da*m potato sucker!" Romano yelled at Prussia. He turned his attention to me, standing in the hallway. Fratello ran and blocked me from Prussia, sending hatreds and anger to the albino's way.

~Germany's pov~

I got in my car and rushed too Italy's house, hoping I wasn't too late. I drove almost as fast as Romano, still making sure not to hit anyone. I didn't want another accident to happen, I wanted things to get better, but my dummkopf of a brother had to go to his house.

"If Romano doesn't kill Prussia I vill!!!" I yelled in anger. Soon I got to my house and jumped out of my car, not caring to turn it off.

~third person pov~

Prussia stepped towards Italy and Romano, making Spain throw his axe at his head, barely missing it. Prussia looked at Spain, his arua was dark. Seborga glared at Prussia, he never had anything against him, but he hurt his little brother, and he wasn't going to let him get away if he did it again.

"What-a are you doing-a here you da*m potato sucker! " At that moment Germany rushed in, Italy seeing him and wanting to run and hug him, but was stopped by Romano.

"Bruder, vhat do jou zhink jou are doing!?" Germany yelled, turning his brother around and making him look him in the eye.

"I'm going to make things better..." Prussia walked to Romano, never breaking eye contact. When they were face to face, the tension between the two of them were like death itself. Prussia got on his knees and put his head to the floor, confusing them.

"I'm Sorry!! It vas my fault, just forgive me, and don't keep my Bruder and Italy away from each other." Tears streamed down his face, they weren't from sadness, they were from embarrassment. He was begging for forgiveness, the person who is constantly bragging about how awesome he was.

"Just let zhem be together!" Romano glared at Prussia, he was about to say something when Seborga stepped in. He walked over to his brother and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I know you-a don't trust-a them, but for Feli's sake, please." Romano was shocked, but he knew that his brother was right.

"No, I won't-a let him get-a hurt!" Romano yelled, "These two are-a related to Germania, and I-a won't forgive him for-a killing Rome!!" Romano fell to the floor, tears falling uncontrollably. Italy and Seborga were shocked.

"I was-a there the day he was-a killed. Germania killed-a him right in front-a of me! I was so-a weak I couldn't do-a anything to-a help him!" Romano yelled at the top of his lungs. Seborga comforted his little brother on the floor. Italy, who was also crying, comforted him.

"Is zhat vhy jou don't trust us?" Germany looked at Romano with sad eyes. All he could do was nod, tears pouring down his cheek.

"I could never zhink about hurting Italy. I...I love him too much to." Germany and Italy locked eyes. Romano looked at Germany. Romano wiped the tears and stood up to meet with the german's eyes.

"I-a will never forgive Germania," germa sighed but Romano continued to talk, "but I will give you one, One chance. Since my fratello loves you,"

Italy was overjoyed, he ran and hugged Germany, spinning around in the process. "Te amo, and I'm so happy!" Italy snuggled into the crook of Germany's neck.

"Ich liebe dich!" Germany said giving Italy a quick kiss. Italy whined and pulled him back for a longer, deep kiss.

Finally done!! Sorry it's so long.
Hope you liked it!