Holiday (SpaMano with lil bits of GerIta, USUK, PruHun, and platonic RoMerica.)

13 - Why

"It is in all the hands of Romano-kun."

I sat there, silent.

For a second, I was about to call out and yell, "Why me?!?!!" or something, but I thought about it, and he was right.

It really is up to me to talk to Feliciano.

"In the meantime," Japan continued, "we will guard Romano-kun as much as possible. We are all nations, part of the world. And I imagine that all of us would like a world where everyone cooperates with each other. Therefore, we will be sure to give him all of our support."

"Yeah!! Romano and I are totally homies, after all!"

"You're a bloody wanker, South Italy, but I'm here for you."

"Aiyaa, I'm in!"

"No problem! Hey, does anyone want pancakes, now that the mood's been lifted up a little?"

"It's not a celebration, little Canada. But honhon, I will support Romano with all of my romantic, handsome heart. He is, after all, the big brother of the little nation I had grown up with."

"What?!?!! Okay, gayness aside, France, but I'm pretty damn hungry..."

"I mean, your name is Hungary..."

"Oh, shut up!"

I smiled to myself. These guys...

I've always thought they were nothing but annoying bastards.

But...they really are all good guys.

...Good bastards.

"Kesesesesese, don't tell me none of you realised I was here!!"

We all looked behind, and Prussia was there, running a hand through his snow-white hair, his red eyes piercing us.

"What the fuck? How long have you been here?!" I gasped. Prussia cackled. "Ever since you and Toni walked in the room, haha!!"

My mouth gaped open. "You...heard everything?"

The albino snorted. "You mean your ugly crying and shit? Psh, yeah."

"H-Hey—"

"Ugly?" Antonio laughed. "Lovino crying is just about the cutest thing I witness all the time."

"A-Antonio!!"

"You should hear him when we're in bed—"

"I will fucking strangle you—"

"Kesesesesesesese!! Toni, you never told me your boyfriend was so funny and cute!!" Prussia snorted, rolling all over the ground.

"C-Cute?!" I spat out, horrified. Antonio and his two stupid ass friends laughed, and Prussia grinned at me.

"Anyway, in other words, yes – I did hear everything. It's sad, really. Little Italy going crazy," Prussia sighed, his smile fading. I got out of the bed, and pointed my finger at him.

"He's not fucking crazy!!" I screamed. "He's just..."

"He's going through a hard time, and so are you," Antonio said, squeezing my hand, "and you need to relax, Lovi. I know it's hard, but let's try, okay?"

I nodded, and sat back down. He kissed me, and ruffled my hair. "We'll find a way, Lovi. Sure, it's up to you when it comes to talking to Feli, but we'll all be here to help. And I'm here when you need me, Lovi."