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Ivan approached you slowly, but you seemed not to notice.

Something was wrong. No...something was more than just wrong. "(Name)," he murmured, with the friendly voice of an older brother who was nonexistent in your life. "Are you alright?" he asked, cornering you, now.

You looked up at him, and squeaked quietly as you pressed yourself harshly against the wall in an attempt to make yourself smaller. The Russian man had no reaction. He simply trapped you against the wall.

"(Name)," his voice was stern, and low, sending shivers up your spine. "I need to know what's wrong," he stated in a stern voice that almost sounded dark. Before you could answer, a voice called out to you, "Ve~! (Name), bella, I want to get to know you~! Do you like pastaaaaa~?"

Feliciano poked his head into the room, and stared for a moment at you and Russia.

"...Ve! Germanyyyyy! Russia is hurting (Nameeeeeee)!" The Italian cried to his best friend.

Ivan growled a little, and pulled away from you, leaving you speechless for a moment. Germany sighed as he entered the room. "Feliciano, what is this about Russia harming (Name)?" he asked, casting a slight glare to the bubbly Italian.

"Ve! Ivan was getting in (Name)'s personal space even though she looked pretty scared! He even had this scary look on his face!" Italy exclaimed as tear bubbles formed in his eyes. The German sighed, closing his icy blue eyes as he did, and pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Feliciano, it's obvious that (Name) didn't get hurt. Don't make such a big deal out of it," he grumbled, turning on his heel, and not giving you a second glance.

Somehow, you'll never know why, this didn't bother you in the slightest. You weren't sure if you were a fan of him, yourself; he seemed rather strict and frighting, but yet somehow gentle and kind.

You'll never know if even that made sense, but whatever. Italy hugged you, utterly surprising you, as he cried like he ran out of pasta but was still hungry, in which you pushed him away.

"Bella (Name)! I want to get to know you! Please hang out with me?" he begged gently, taking your hands in his despite the fact that you had pushed him away when he hugged you.

"O-Oh...O-Okay...Just please try not to touch me..." you responded after a moment, keeping your gaze diverted. "Yay!" the Italian cheered, a smile touching his lips again. "Let's go, then~" Italy led you away from the room, unaware of the little trail of blood that followed, from the wounds on your back reopening.

"...(Name)?" Russia called after you. A scream came from down the hall. "HOLY FUCKING HELL, LOOK AT ALL THE BLOOD!"

~~Timeskip!~~

Italy held a look of concern on his face as he cleaned your back so he could change your bandages. "Ve...(Name), bella, how do you feel?" he asked, gently disinfecting the wounds. You hissed in pain, your paled fingers clutching the fabric of his bed in a death grip.

"I-It hurts..." you quietly responded. Italy's soft hands lightly glided over your skin every time he had to clean up the blood, gently tracing the marks of all the hardships you had to face. "Bella..." His voice was soft. "Do you know who did this?"

You shook your head. "No..." you responded, your stomach churning as you did. 'Liar,' you bitterly thought. 'I'm a liar...and I deserve the punishment he gives me.'

"Are you sure?" Feliciano asked softly, finishing up with the disinfectant. You nodded. "I'm sure..." you answered. Feliciano got to thinking about how to make you feel better as he sat you up so he could wrap the medical gauze around you again. He smiled when he got an idea.

"Ve~! Bella, wait here, okay~?" he said to you as soon as he finished with the bandages. "Eh? Why?" you asked, confused. "It's a surprise~!" he answered, standing to leave. "I'll be back~!" he added, leaving you in his room, holding a heart shaped pillow with the Italian flag colors printed on it. "O-Okay," you responded, hesitant to listen to him.

Of course, what other choice did you have?
Yup

Just finished it (at 3:52 in the morning...)

And I know it's short, but I just wanted to get it done! >m<

I own nothing

part VI: you're already here, silly! >w<
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Norwayfan17 Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2014   General Artist
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FlutterShy2232 Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
This is wonderful aru! * bows * Respect.
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PastaPyro567 Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2014
Danke! ^w^ 
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PastaPyro567 Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2014
SO CUTE~ 
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