Returning to Our Senses [CLOSED]

[notexcalibur]

Characters: Spain, Romano, Germany, Italy, Japan, Liechtenstein (quick cameo by England)
Where: Death City Heights apartment 2A
Rating: PG (for now, though most likely to go up because of Romano's mouth)
Time: Friday, July 16, late afternoon
Description: After visiting Prussia, England takes Spain over to the Axis Apartment. Spain is determined to

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MEANWHILE...

[pedomato]

[Watches Germany leave, and looks at Italy with a soft frown. You'd have to be an idiot to miss the change in the smaller nation's mood, and Spain is only one some of the time.

He gently rests a hand on top of Italy's head.]

Italia? [He's not sure if it's because Italy will miss living with Romano, or something else...]

[miarrendo]

[for a moment, he tries to cover up his expression. Why should Spain feel sad?]

...

[but it doesn't last] It's really hard here. Being human, not being able to feel our people...

[pedomato]

... [Silence, for a moment. He'd just arrived yesterday, but he's felt that loss, and it's been bothering him ever since stepping foot outside of Shibusen.]

We'll get back to them, Italia. [Light hairpet.] And you are not alone here, sí? You have your hermano, and Alemania, and Japón. [Small smile.] And me, too. We'll work together and get home soon.

[miarrendo]

[that wasn't all that was bugging him, but he nods, wondering if he should tell Spain what Romano said to him. He'd already considered talking to Japan about it, though he figured Japan would be uncomfortable hearing about such a thing...

But now, Japan is nearby, too, and Italy tilts his head a bit to look at his former ally. You can stay if you want, but]

It... [turns back to look at Spain] It's really hard for my brother here, I think.

[btw_theymean_no]

[Was going to go back to his own tasks, after shutting the door, and leave the Europeans to whatever visit they had planned, but the topic (and that Spain and Italy were standing in the way) stops him.

Of course, Spain would still be getting used to the idea of being human. He, too, was still getting used to it, even having been here some time now. But he hadn't known, that Italy was having so hard a time, or Romano either.

If it was about Romano, it might be a private conversation. But Italy's look...was he inviting him to stay? He pauses, unsure (and not exactly able to get around them, anyway...)]

[pedomato]

[He follows Italy's line of sight, seeing Japan. It's at that point he realizes that he's... kind of in the way, and gives him an apologetic look. He steps aside, in case Japan does, in fact, want to get around them.

But when he returns his attention to Italy, he frowns again.]

He did seem even grumpier than usual... [Hesitates, here, because he's not sure if there's even a reason to be asking this, but he can't help but think--] Did something happen, Italia?

[miarrendo]

[when it doesn't look like Japan's going to leave, he takes a deep breath. This was something he couldn't tell Germany about, though he doesn't mind telling Spain or his other friend. He felt he could trust them. With Germany, it'd just be... awkward.

He nods and then moves a bit closer to Spain so that he can lower his voice]

He doesn't like Germany. He said really hurtful things!

[btw_theymean_no]

[Almost heads away when Spain moves, but then... Well, it seemed as though Italy were going to include him in this.

And something that he needed to speak quietly, too. Then it really wasn't something he could abandon, now that he had been included.

But, wasn't it normal for Romano to dislike Germany? It seemed like it had always been that way...hadn't it?]

[pedomato]

Alemania mentioned his dislike might get him to say yes to moving in with me nearby, but Romano was so against it when I brought it up... [Which, honestly, is more conflicting than Spain is used to. And while he's known that Romano has really disliked Germany for quite some time now, that doesn't keep him from frowning even more at the idea that he said anything that could truly upset Italy. Romano loved his brother, so why would he...]

... [Hesitates again, but keeps his voice low, turning a bit to make sure Japan is included properly in the discussion.] What'd he say?

[miarrendo]

[drops his gaze. A part of him wanted Romano to move out, sure. Because he was making things difficult. Italy hated being so mad at him, especially after he'd gotten over his jealousy of Liechtenstein and the others]

He asked me if I liked Germany. [a light blush] And I told him si, altro che! Germany is my partner, and close friend and... [and THAT. but anyway] Well. Then he asked me if I remembered I was Catholic.

........... [that should be self-explanatory enough, right?]

[btw_theymean_no]

[...There were still many things he didn't understand about the Western nations. Their religions...

Well, there were some things he simply would probably never understand. Was there something about being Catholic that meant he shouldn't be friends with Germany?

...Then, would it be...?] ...Because Germany is... [What was the word? There were so many names for all of them and none of them ever really made sense...] Protestant?

[pedomato]

[At first, he's proud of Italy and actually lets a tiny smile return to his face. Besides, it's cute. Ah, amor... But when he gets to the end, and Spain straightens up, frowning intently.] Ay dios mío... [A heavy sigh, and he rubs at the side of his neck. He remembers the Spanish Inquisition, and the fact that he's been Catholic himself for centuries. But still... He's--ah, it was so complicated. His feelings for Romano aside, he was angry that Romano would do something like that to Italy.]

He means... [Hands in front of himself, gesturing (hands moving as though trying to fan the words towards his mouth) as he pulled a face. After a silence, he finally exhaled again and gave up.] Eh... Many Catholics frown upon same-sex relationships.

[btw_theymean_no]

[Oh.

...Oh.

He remembered that, the problems the Catholic missionaries had brought up at his house, before he'd barred them from visiting. As though being allowed to visit in the first place had been somehow an allowance for them to voice their complaints on issues that were unrelated to them.

...Oh.

...He hadn't ever realized Germany and Italy had that sort of relationship.

No, it wasn't that. He had, after all, noticed something was different about them. It had been the reason he had offered to share a room with Liechtenstein (besides that she was so adorable...). He just hadn't realized it was...that.

...It must be tied with being human. Everything was so different, with that. Regardless, they had always each been a good balance for the other.

Ah, then hearing that from Romano...]

Then that sort of relationship...I hadn't thought it was so unheard of. [Certainly, from some of Italy's art he had gotten the impression...]

[miarrendo]

[Hearing them talk about it, Italy had started sniffling now. He eventually just plopped onto the floor, half-angry, half-depressed]

He used something sacred against me. [mumbling, he is still glaring at the floor in disgust] It wasn't fair. Just because he hates Germany! He knows how religious I am!

[pedomato]

Italia... [Spain kneels at first, before he just decides to settle on the floor next to Italy. He lifts an arm, putting it around his shoulders as he goes into one of his Big Brother modes. It's painful, seeing the Italian like this. Moreso than it used to be, and that bothers him more than it should.]

What Romano did was wrong. Even if I agreed with him, he's your hermano. Your hermano mayor. It's his duty to take care of you, and he... [A frustrated noise, something to try and get out all of his thoughts and feelings on the situation. Though it hardly helped him, in the end.] Why does he hate Alemania so much?

[btw_theymean_no]

[The floor, right in the entryway... Of all the places in the house...

Crouching down, Japan sits on his heels in front of Italy. At least it'ss a comfortable was to sit. Perhaps not so much as being all the way seated, but on a floor as dirty as an entryway... No, there was no any way he'd put anything but his feet on the floor here.]