Italy x Reader .:Ti Amo:. 1

September 19,  the day (Y/N)'s country had fallen, centuries ago, the day (Y/N) died in a war.
Italy sat at the worn out grave stone, deep in a forest. His usual jumpy, and hyper self had disappeared.

-flashback bought to you by the awesome Prussia-

"(Y/N)! Chibitalia!! We're are you?!" Hungary called, searching be hind the furniture. She heard giggling behind the window curtain and walked over to it. Whipping up the cream coloured curtains she yelled, "Found you!!" Looking down at the two little figures, she smiled in victory. "Awww... She found us..." (Y/N) sighed.
"Don't you have some chores to finish?" Hungary put her hands on her hips.
The two nodded and headed to the garden to sweep.
"Ti amo!" Italy said to (Y/N) smiling.
"What?" Said (Y/N) questioning what the young Italian had just said.
"I'll tell you when we're older and stronger!" Italy hugged her.

-1 year time skip bought to you by that Tamato-loving bastardo!-

(Y/N) walked into the main room were a messenger had just arrived, to see Italy crying on the floor. She ran over to him.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" She asked in a worried tone. "H-holy Roman Empire..." muttered the child. (Y/N)'s eyes widened. 'This wasn't supposed to happen, he has to come back, He promised Italy he would...' She thought.

The day she heard Holy Roman Empire was leaving she felt sorta sad, although the two didn't really talk much, sadness hit her, like a sack of potatoes.
Tears began to stream down her cheeks as well, she held Italy tighter and hid her face it the shoulder of Italy's dress.
"Please don't go, (Y/N)" Italy muttered. "I won't" you lied, you knew someday you'd have to fight in a war as well. The rivalry between (C/N) and (Insert country name here) was swelling up.