Man, it's been way too long and I am so sorry that I got way too distracted and fully forgotten about this story. But luckily, I know the idea of it and have this chapter finally finished. This shall finally be finished. :)

~Bittersweet Chocolate~

"Ve, Romano," Veneziano begins as he finished a good amount of chocolate from the box. "Why is big brother Spain buying you a lot of stuff that you broke?"

"Shut the fuck up, Veneziano. He fucking broke my shit, not me."

Veneziano couldn't help but tilt his head as he looks at his flustered fratello. Romano is in a cranky mood still when Veneziano visited him today. Veneziano had a box of German chocolate that's quite yummy with a little bitterness in them and he want to share the sweets with his fratello. Romano first refused but then his stomach growled really, really loud.

And here they are now, two fratelli sitting across each other and eating some yummy chocolate. Veneziano is so glad Romano is enjoying the chocolate. Romano never likes Germany's sausages and many other foods in Germany's land. Romano loves fine wine but swears and curses to never even tasting a drop of beer in his life. Sure, beer tastes icky to Veneziano but Germany does like his beer a lot. He did drink a barrel of it in the first day of Oktoberfest.

"So, Romano," Veneziano begins again. "Why is big brother Spain buying you a new bed, a new couch, a new table, a new door a new desk, a new wall, and a new bathtub?"

Romano's face reddens even more. It looks like Spain must have really angered Romano for breaking a lot of his stuff…

"He fucking broke them, that's what!"

Veneziano just nods and watches Romano furiously eating a piece of chocolate. Veneziano tries not to more his butt as Romano took his pillow to accompany his chair pillow.

Veneziano couldn't help but think and remember as Romano keeps eating more and more chocolates. It's been quite some time he hangs out with grande fratello Romano. Even though Romano curses and yells a lot, Romano is a caring brother who just needs to be more open. Romano did hug him tight when Veneziano had run away from Austria's home that time…

"Ve, Romano," Veneziano sighs out as if in relief. "I never told you this but… Do you remember when I ran away from Austria's house…?"

Romano stops eating a chocolate and blinks at Veneziano. It's been barely a day since he took care of a very younger fratellino. But then there's the other memory, the memory of the past.

He remembers that echoing bad news that Veneziano found out. Before that, Veneziano would always make sweets as much free time he had that didn't involve his usual siestas and listening to the prick bastard's piano sessions. Sometimes, back in those days and years, Romano would help make sweets with Veneziano while secretly making pasta for Veneziano to eat later. Veneziano was and sometimes still is a picky-eating son of a bitch. But Veneziano would never eat the sweets he made. Romano had "asked" him plenty of times why Veneziano would waste good food like that and Veneziano would just smile and answered with complete happiness and confidence that it was for Holy Rome.

Of course, Romano found out before Veneziano. Spain never did successfully keep his meetings and chats secret from Romano. France had confessed Spain as if Spain was some might clergyman ready to forgive and cleanse his sins. Romano said nothing. Romano still made sweets with Veneziano. Romano stilled asked Veneziano why he would waste good food. Romano still listened to Veneziano's answer.

As much as he didn't like Holy Rome back then, Romano still loves and cares about Veneziano. He did not want that happiness to go and disappear.

Of course, Veneziano found out still…

"Yeah… I fucking remember…" Romano answers.

Veneziano then lets out a soft giggle.

"Ve…I meet two people after I got caught by a scary person…" Veneziano lets out. Romano now has his full attention on Veneziano. Could he mean… "There was one that looks like big brother Spain a bit except older and happier… and a caring big brother mommy…"

Romano tries not to scoff or flip Veneziano off for actually calling him a "mommy" as he listens more to Veneziano.

"I was very, very sad back then… Ve… I really was unhappy when I found out what big brother France did with… him…" Veneziano looks down at the table, his shoulders a bit tense. "I really thought… believed everyone –big brother France, Austria, big sister Hungary… Ve… I thought everyone was a traitor back then when…"

Veneziano takes a deep sigh out. "Ve, I even thought you were a traitor, Romano…"

"Veneziano…" Romano breathes out and looks at his fratello. As much as Romano wants to know and is damn curious of what Veneziano has to say, sadness doesn't fucking fit on Veneziano's face. "You don't have to say anything–"

"N-No! I have to!" Veneziano interrupts. "I've been ignoring and forgetting for too long a-and I really want to share it with you…!"

Romano silences as he watches Veneziano take deep breaths. It has been quite some time that he had been with Veneziano. Though they were brothers, they were never exactly close. They had different caretakers, different cultures, and though they look similar, they were completely different personalities. Romano would hang out with Spain, Belgium, and sometimes Netherlands while Veneziano's would be Japan and potato bastard. Times like this are rare and very valuable…

"Ve… I ran away, fratello…"

"I know, damn it… I remember…"

Veneziano lets out a quiet giggle at Romano's answer. He looks up at his grumpy and cranky grande fratello and smiles. Romano is here with him…

"Ve, these two people I met after I ran away were very nice people. I don't remember what they look like fully but I remember their kindness." Veneziano begins. "I remember one was really, really nice and is like a mama… He didn't like being called a mama but he's still very kind… Ve, I think you would have like him, fratello!"

A splash of warmth goes into Romano. He tries to keep a straight face even though Veneziano had practically praised him. Fuck, it feels good for Romano!

"Ve, I really like him, fratello. He made pasta, he comforted me, and he had a really nice smile!" Romano couldn't help but slap his mouth with one hand as his mouth is making a shitty and loopy smile at the praise. "I'm really thankful that I met him… and that he took care of me!"

Veneziano couldn't help but giggle and relax. Remembering his kind and caring caretaker has soothed Veneziano at sad times when Germany couldn't be there. He really wishes he could remember more of what his caretakers looked like –even they are dead and resting. They had taken care of him when he was so sad and mean after finding out about… Holy Rome…

There was that one man that coincidently named Lovino that Veneziano really loved. He was like Grandpa Rome, caring yet strong. Grandpa Rome would take care of Veneziano, show him everything involving art and how pretty women are, and tells Veneziano about Romano. Grandpa Rome would talk about Romano as much as he can –even when they are painting. Grandpa Rome would tell how Romano would be such a leader and warrior since he left Romano in the woods just like he was when he was small. Grandpa Rome saw a lot in Romano that he even named him Romano because he was really the "son of Rome". It's really sad that Romano doesn't see how precious he is to Grandpa Rome…

"W-Well, go on!" Romano shouts out with his cheeks bright red and a wavering smile on his face. "T-Tell me more about this caretaker!"

Veneziano smiles. IT's great that Romano wants to hear more about one of Veneziano's saviors. Though, Romano doesn't like to hear about Luddy though…

"Ve! He's really, really handsome when I first met him!" Veneziano begins. "He tried his very, very best not to curse in front of me, even though I heard you swear and cuss all the time when you visit me every time!"

"I don't curse that much, damn it…" Romano grumbles and eats another chocolate.

Veneziano just giggles at this. Romano can be so funny at times as he literally makes sailors blush at how much he curses. And Romano can "bite" as much as he "barks" at times. Romano could grab one man's collar and pull him so Romano could head-butt him with his hard forehead while doing something called a "sucker-punch" on another guy. He did it twice or more.

"But I wish you could meet him, Romano!" Veneziano says after giggling. "He is very kind and really wonderful… Ve, he was like a hero to me! He had held me when I was crying and remembering about… stuff…" Veneziano looks away and takes a deep breath in. "I believe because of that moment… I began trusting people again… Ve, I begin to realize that everyone needs a chance…"

Veneziano looks up to Romano who is looking at him with wide eyes. Veneziano wishes he had Romano's eyes, unaffected from the harsh lights and irises that seem to never stay the same color at a time. Ve, Veneziano really is jealous of his big brother…

"And…?" Romano seems to choke out. Maybe the chocolate is a bit tough to chew? Or maybe Romano didn't chew enough?

"Ve," Veneziano sighs out and giggles under his breath. "I was really precious to him…"

"You still are." Romano automatically said. Veneziano actually blinks and looks at Romano as Romano then seems to realize what he said is really confusing. "I-I mean, you still are precious to people and fuckers and shit! P-Potato bastard and I are good goddamn examples!"

Veneziano couldn't' help but smile at this. Romano is really nice if he just opens up more to people.

"Ve, grazie," Veneziano coos, "That means a lot of me –especially coming from you, grande fratello!"

"Yeah, yeah, shut the fuck up." Romano grumbles though a blush on his cheeks and his curl shaping into a heart says otherwise. "You know, you could praise me more time from time than stupid potato bastard –it's damn appreciating if you did."

Veneziano couldn't help but bite a little of the inside of his cheek. Is it really appropriate to praise Romano? Grandpa Rome did say compliments from others can blind what people are trying to achieve. Grandpa Rome had to work hard and long so other nations and tribes will know him as this popular and strong guy who gets both the ladies and the men.

But if Romano wants… okay then!

"Ve, okay, fratello," Veneziano answers with confidence, "I'll try my best!"

Veneziano salutes to Romano, hopefully using the right arm than his left. Germany really did teach him some good things that Veneziano tries to remember. Romano acts like he doesn't care and eats another chocolate. Veneziano just lets his arm settle down and grab a chocolate. He does like chocolate just like Romano!

"So," Romano begins and for some reason, is looking away. "You met some… human that cares about you a-and shit… I-I'm glad…"

Veneziano nods enthusiastically. "Ve, because of him, I learned to live my life to the fullest and be as happy as I can be, for him and… Holy Rome…" He then looks up with his chin seemingly pointing at Romano. And in one fluent move, Veneziano breathes out a sigh. "Even if Holy Rome isn't' here, I'll try my best to be the happiest person –as if I'm living for them! Ve, he taught me to be happy as much as I can…"

Romano slaps his mouth and crouches down a little. His curl is twitching and still has the heart-shape loop. Is there something wrong with the chocolate?

But Veneziano continues on. "He even helped me with my human name, Feliciano –happy –so I can remind myself to be as happy as I can be."

Then Veneziano giggles. "Ve, he also taught me something that he didn't say!"

That somehow seems to snap Romano from crouching and hiding his mouth with his hand. Actually, that sentence made Romano quickly sit straight up. It is only a few seconds that he actually sits straight before quickly hissing out a curse and crouching down again. Veneziano wonders what's wrong with Romano, could it have something to do with Spain somehow braking Romano's furniture?

"W-What the fuck did he –fuck! –what did you learn?"

Veneziano couldn't help but chuckle. He feels so mischievous right now! Veneziano may not know how to throw a grenade and war stuff like Japan and Germany but he does know about love. He had seen those shy and loving glances from Hungary when she stayed with Austria and Italy painted mustaches in all of Austria's portraits. He had seen a few maidens just stared and awed at their beloved. He had seen a happy married couple arguing but later forgive each other to love one another day. He had seen lovers stare each other from afar with that certain and specific look that is only given to the ones they love. And his caretakers, though they are both male and in that time, they were a couple.

"Ve, my caretakers…" Veneziano actually leans toward Romano and whispers in soothing sigh-whispers. "They were men but I could see that they were lovers."

Romano actually blushes at this. "H-How the fuck did you know?!"

Veneziano giggles. Even though Romano said he's an expert in romance and has big brother Spain as his lover, he doesn't know when people are in love.

"Ve, it was really, really obvious! They didn't kiss or anything but the way they look at each other…" Veneziano sighs deeply as if swooned at the memory of discovery. "Ve, you could never mistake that look…"

"…Oh…" Romano croaks out and quickly takes two chocolates in his mouth.

Veneziano nods. "Ve, that's also the reason why I took a chance with Luddy!"

Romano freezes and actually almost chokes on the chocolates he had in his mouth. Luckily, Romano spits the two chocolates on the table. Veneziano really hates to waste such good chocolate. Romano is staring wide-eyed at Veneziano.

Well, Romano still doesn't like Germany…

"Cosa?!"

Yup, Veneziano knew that reaction was going to happen but he didn't think it was going to be now… Romano must be really, really shocked about this. But Veneziano has to get everything off his chest or else he would forget or even worse, never have the courage to do so again.

"Ve, it's true!" Veneziano shouts with new bravery and determination. Sí, just like Germany! Germany will be so proud! "Sure, Germany was scary when I first met him and he didn't believe I was a tomato fairy but he didn't kill me and he knew about Grandpa Rome! Ve, soon Germany was Ludwig and now Luddy and I never regret since he really is nice, Romano! He can have his weird faults but I really, really like him! A-And if my caretaker can be open with his lover, s-so can I!"

Veneziano sucks a deep breath in and holds it. He is waiting for Romano's reaction. Veneziano should have had a speech for this but he is never good at remembering stuff like that. He is good at remembering recipes and eating yummy pasta and doing art. But Veneziano hopes what he gou out is enough for Romano to pause and think –but Veneziano is afraid that he will see Romano's angered face... Germany will be really disappointed if he keeps closing his eyes shut like this though…

So, Veneziano slowly takes a peek and then blinks both eyes as he doesn't see Romano's angered face…

He sees Romano's wide-eyed, mouth-opened shocked face…

"Um," Veneziano tries to start. "Grande… fratello…?"

Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak!

CRASH!

Spain sighs. He really does feel guilty borrowing money from both Francis and Gilbert and even though both said it's okay and he doesn't have to pay them since "he had a great time and beat both their records on rounds". But Spain doesn't get what both mean in "rounds".

However, his phone is ringing now!

Now why would Romano call him now? He did say –actually, yell –that he wouldn't talk to Spain until he got everything on the list… Could his tomato changed his mind and forgives him? Oh, Spain has to find out!

"Hola, what is it, Roma–"

"VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! BIG BROTHER SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN! ROMANO FAINTED AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

…Oh…

Well, it's finally finished and done. It took way longer than it's supposed to be but at least it's finally done. XD

I had a nice time writing this and it's really satisfying to actually end. :D

I hope you guys had fun reading and have a nice day. Ciao!