Once we got to the spare room Italy opened the door and walked in, I followed. "Well this isa where you'll be staying." He said happily."Thanks for letting me stay but you really didn't have to do this for me you know." I said worried that he might be in trouble for what he had done for me. "Don'ta worry about it, Germany will get used to you stayinga here for a while!" He said smiling, I didn't really know why he smiled so much, but it didn't bother me at all. I smiled, "Well, I'm not going to be here all that long, I am actually planning on leaving in a few days. I wanted to enjoy the sites here then go see England." I said. "Oh, I see." He said with a sad expression on his face, just seeing it caused me to panic a bit. "I-I could stay longer if you want! I mean it's not like I'm in a hurry or anything..." I said smiling trying to cheer him up. He smiled immediatly, "Alright! I'll show you around tomorrow! You shoulda get some rest now." He said saluting me and walked out the door shutting it behind him. I sighed, what I told him wasn't technically a lie since I wasn't in a hurry to go anywhere, I mean it's only England after all. I pulled my suitcase by the bed and sat down on it and took out some pajama shorts and a large T-shirt with an undershirt since the sleeve hung down on one shoulder. I Layed in the bed and fell asleep in a short time. I woke up six hours later feeling cold, I sat up and looked over and saw my blanket curled up beside me on the bed. I tried to pull it but it wouldn't budge, as my eyes adjusted to the dark I saw something wrapped in the blanket. I looked closer and saw it was Italy, it startled me so much the I screamed and fell straight off the bed making a loud THUMP as I fell. That's when Italy jumped up freaking out like he had been shot. "Ahhhhh Germany help me!!" He screamed then when he ran he kicked me in the head and fell on top of me. He finally realized what happened when I shouted Ow from the blow to the head. "Oh Bama I-I'm so sorry! You're not mad are you?!" He asked freaking out again. My head hurt so much that I passed out from pain before responding, when I finally became conscious I found an Ice pack on my head and laying on a couch, I also saw Italy standing beside the couch looking at me. When he saw that I was awake he smiled widely, "Hey youra awake! Are ya feeling ok?" He asked. I began to sit up slowly holding the ice pack on my head. "Y-Yeah just aving a slight headache but I'm alright" I said with a small smile. Italy sighed with relief "I'm sorry fora kickin ya in the head Bama..." He said. I looked at him "It's fine, I'm not mad, it was only an accident." I said. At that moment Germany walked in, "I see that ve have avoken." He said. "Uh yeah..exactly how long was I out?" I asked. "Four days." Germany said. "What?!" I yelled in shock dropping the ice pack. Germany just laughed, "I am only joking, I have been vanting to do that for a long vhile now" He joked. "Ve Germany don't do that to poor Bama! You're supposed to be nice to pretty girls!" Italy said his cheeks were puffed out as he looked at Germany. Germany was almost shocked at what Italy said, even I was suprised, I felt my cheeks burn and I turned my head quickly. After a few moments Italy realized what he said and his cheeks were a light pink color, he looked over at me. I was looking down at my hands, then I thought of something and looked up glaring at Italy. Italy jumped when he saw my expression the pink on his cheeks vanished almost instantly. "By the way Italy. What the hell were you doing in the same bed as me?!!?!?" I yelled at him. He jumped and hesitated to answer, Germany was looking at him as well, "Ve~ W-Well, I had a nightmare anda...Germany's room smelled like Wurst so much." Germany got mad "You've never had a problem vith jumping into my bed before! So vhy now?!" Italy got scared again by Germany's sudden outburst. "Germany, please let him finish." I said nicely trying to get him to calm down, suprisingly it worked. Italy shifted a bit nervously, "B-But like I was saying, I had a nightmare about....Bama leaving and never coming back..." Italy said, he sounded sad when he said it. I couldn't help but get up and hug him regardless of my headache, it was slowly going away though, I wrapped my arms around his neck and head softly not suffocating him, I laid my cheek on his head with a small smile on my face, his face was near my chest but right then I didn't really care, he was just so cute and pitiful I couldn't help it. "Italy....I do have to leave but I will come back, and you can come visit me whenever you want ok?" I said. Italy nodded, I could feel his tears trickling off his face and onto my skin on my chest, Germany said something about making some lunch then he walked off into the kitchen, I pulled Italy's face away from my chest and wiped away his tears with my thumb, "Italy why are you crying? I told you that you could come see me whenever you want." I said. Italy looked down, "I lost someone very dear toa me anda I don'ta want that to happen again..." He said, I stood over him and ruffled up his hair up alot laughing a bit. "Come on Italy~ I would never leave my best friend and never see them again! I would do my best to see them as much as possible!" I said happily trying to cheer him up, he looked up at me with a smile then hugged me, "Vee~ Thank you so much Bama!~" He said happily. "Say I have an idea!~" I said giving a quick wink at Italy, "Let's all go out for drinks tonight, it is my last night here in Italy, I still have to go see England and murder America for leaving me here." Italy smiled but was a bit disturbed about what I said about America, about that time Germany walked back in, "Did you say go out for drinks?" He said a bit interested. "Yep!~ Since it's my last night here I thought we could go out for drinks!~" I said happily. Germany looked at me for a moment, "How old exactly are you?" He asked rasing an eyebrow. I puffed out my cheeks angerily, "That's rude!! You'd think after 100-200 years I would be old enough for a drink besides I have an ID I am fine!" I said crossing my arms. Italy just sat in the chair laughing at me and Germany. Germany chuckled a bit and patted my head softly, "Alright, drinks it is! But first lunch." He said going back into the kitchen, Italy and I followed after him, I sat down and ITaly immediately sat down beside me, of course since we were at Germany's house we had wurst and potatos for lunch, it was actually very good. "Mmm! This is great Germany!" I said taking a bite of potatos, "Ahh, Danke" He said a light blush appeared on his face. I finished eating and got up putting my plate in the sink rinsing it, "You don't have to do that." Germany said, I turned around, "It's fine, I'm used to doing these things, I have been doing it for over 200 years at America's place." I said with a calm smile, Italy walked over and put his plate in the sink washing his, "Me too but at Austria's house!~ Vee~" He said with a goofy smile. "Really?" I asked looking over at him, "Geez If ya two are going to talk about your life story can't yall do it some otha time?" Germany said coming between me and Italy placing his plate in the sink and started washing it when Italy I were done with ours. "Um..if it bothers you that much Germany, I can." I said nicely. Germany didn't answer back and just kept cleaning, I noticed I was still in my pajamas, I felt so lazy just then. "Um I'll be right back, I have been in my PJ's all day." I said laughing nervously. Italy nodded and sat on the couch looking at the ceiling, I went to the room I stayed the night in and opened my suitcase taking off my clothes and grabbing a white tank top and some jeans placing them on the bed I pulled out a clean bra and put it on, little did I know apparently Italy was curious and was looking at me through the crack in the door, I pulled the tank top over my head and slid it down, I pulled the jeans up and buttoned them when I heard a loud crash. Italy zoomed in and all I saw was my hair flying in front of my face, I moved some of my hair to see Germany holding Italy by his collar of his shirt. I ran over to the two of them, "G-Germany what are you doing?!" I asked shocked. Italy had an apologetic look on his face. "Ve...." Germany looked over at me, I had a confused look on my face, I really had no idea what had happened. "Italy here vas peeping on you while you were changing clothes!" Germany seemed mad at Italy. I looked at Italy and sighed, "Put him down Germany" Germany turned around in surprise, "Y-You don't want to hurt him?!" Germany was shocked, but he placed Italy down on his feet. Italy ran over and clung to me, he kept apologizing, I didn't look at him until I pushed him away from me, I raised my hand and what almost sounded like a gunshot was my hand gliding across his face quickly as I slapped him, I wasn't angry, but he needed to learn. Italy just looked at me shock, his brown eyes laid on mine, his hand on his cheek where I had hit him. I turned and grabbed my black leather jacket putting it on and walking out the door of the bedroom and down the hall into the living room and sat on the couch, I looked at my hand, it was red, I had hoped I didn't hit him to hard....He was just another guy, I was always spyed on by America, so why did this feel any different? Maybe because I grew up around America..Germany walked into the living placing a hand on my shoulder, I looked up at him, "Is Italy ok?" I asked, Germany nodded slightly and sighed walking into his study, "He ish in my room if you wanted to speak with him." He said before closing the door to the study. I sat on the couch for about 3 hours and I didn't see Italy during that time, I was worried that Italy hated me now, he was like a child after all. I got up and walked to Germany's room and slowly pushed open the door, "Italy?......" I said nervously as I poked my head through the door. Italy was sitting on the windowsill looking at the sky, it looked like he was thinking. I walked up to Italy with a sad expression on my face, he turned around realizing that I was behind him. "Oh Hi Bama." He said. "Italy, I'm sorry for hitting you, I probably hit you too hard, I'm sorry, but it's not nice to peep in on girls changing." Italy looked up at me then smiled. "It's fine! Sure you hit me pretty hard but It's ok! I will never peep again!" He said saluting to me, first I was afraid he was going to cry but when I saw his smiling face my heart felt like it was melting, why? I don't understand it. I smiled and laughed, "I guess I set you straight then!" I joked. We both laughed when Germany walked in, "I see you have made up, are you ready to go out?" I turned and looked at Germany with a smile, "Yep, I am Italy? Are you?" Italy nodded "I'mma ready!~" He smiled. Germany grabbed a coat off of the coatrack in his room and walked out we followed shortly after him.