hetalia | [Fanfic] Show them no mercy! 2/5

Title: Show Them No Mercy. (2/5)
Rating: 15+?
Warnings: Violence and some very crazy nations.
Characters: Canada (Matthew), Finland (Tino), N. Italy (Feliciano) and S.Italy (Lovino).
Summary: Done for anonymous on the Hetalia Kink-Meme. [Italy (N)/Finland/Canada- Italy and Canada finally snap (what causes it is up to anon) and join with Finland to show the world how much made of badassery they really are.]

In Feliciano's house, Ludwig is waiting, patiently. He hears the screaming, which is coming from the direction of Lovino's house, even with the windows shut.

He won't bother going over. Last time this happened, it didn't bear thinking about... walking in on Lovino and some woman...

Ludwig shudders, and tries thinking of other things. Kiku enters with a tray of tea.

"Shouldn't Feliciano be here by now?" Kiku asks, slightly at a loss for things to say.

"Yeah. But he's probably forgotten. That kid's such an idiot."

"He's a powerful ally, though. One will never have a famine while Italy-san is around."

"Only if you love pasta. And need a lot of white flags."

"Well, I suppose that's true."

There's silence. The shrieks from outside continue.

"I wish he'd shut up."

"It is rather annoying, I suppose."

"I bet he's with a woman."

"Perhaps."

More silence. The screams have stopped.

"I thought he was never going to stop. This is amazing tea, Kiku."

"Thank you."

"Italy should come back soon..."

"I hope so."

As if on cue, they hear the sound of the front door opening and closing.

"Ah, it appears he is back." Kiku says, relieved.

"Speak of the devil..." mutters Ludwig.

...

Lovino manages to enter his house, trembling and humiliatingly weak.

Ow... every part of his body is in agony. He can hardly even crawl... how ridiculous.

With fingers that are slick with blood, he slowly punches a number into his phone.

"Hello?" a voice on the other end of the line asks.

"Antonio, it's Lovino. I need..." Oh, God, he was actually going to say it. "I need... help."

There's a loud, sudden burst of static, and for one horrible second, Lovino is afraid that Antonio has just hung up.

"S-sorry. I just dropped the phone... Did you actually say you needed help?"

"Yes." Lovino says, grudgingly.

"What happened?"

Lovino takes a deep breath and immediately regretted it. Feliciano must have cracked his rib.

"Just please come over."

"Oh... okay..."

Lovino guesses that Antonio was too shocked to ask questions. He would be, too.

Ugh. Why hadn't he fought back more? Maybe it'd been the shock of his air-headed brother looking so cold and... crazy.

He hears the sound of Antonio putting the phone down, and drops the handset he holds in aching, bruised fingers.

...

"I'll see you soon." Feliciano says, waving goodbye to Matthew and Tino in his usual air-headed manner.

He steps inside, and hears the sound of Kiku and Lugwig talking.

Gah! They were supposed to have had a meeting today! How could he have forgotten?!

"...going to ramble on about pasta, I bet..."

"...perhaps..."

"...idiot..."

"...it is true he's not the cleverest person..."

Feliciano freezes, seeing red. How dare they talk about him like that, especially in his own house! They should be grateful he even bothered to give them keys!

"...think he's probably here..."

"...shush..."

Feliciano opens the door, not bothering to paste on his trademark smile.

"Are you okay?" Ludwig asks. "You look a bit--"

"Shut up."

Ludwig is surprised.

"What?"

"I said, 'shut up', Ludwig." Feliciano couldn't have put more venom into the words 'murderer'.

"Pardon me, Feliciano, but why are you so mad?"

Why?
Feliciano thinks, bitterly. How can I not be mad at them talking about me like that?

He turns to face Kiku. He sees red again.

Kiku yelps, out of shock, as the room around him is destroyed by Feliciano. A china teacup whizzes through the air, and smashes right next to him.

"Feliciano, you will stop this right now!" Ludwig bellows.

Feliciano stops, a heavy silver candlestick in hand. He times the blow just right, the effect being Ludwig crashing to the floor, right in front of a horrified Japan.

"Italy-san, what's gotten into--" Kiku is cut off as Feliciano hits him, too.

...

"Feliciano, what have you done?" Matthew asks, over the phone.

"I... I don't know!" Feliciano sobs, acting more like his usual self. "They were making fun of me, and I snapped, and..."

"We'll have to move the plan forward now."

"I know." Feliciano sniffs, feeling miserable.

"Calm down. All it means is that we'll have to be a bit faster. I'll tell Tino, and you just clean up the mess you made. They are still alive, right?"

"I wouldn't kill them!" Feliciano protests.

"I'm just making sure! Look, we can't afford to mess up again, okay?"

"...Okay..." Feliciano wipes his eyes, and looks towards the bloodied room.

"So we'll have to get everyone else finished before the end of the week."

"That fast?!"

"Well, you did bring it upon us."

"Sorry."

"Just as long as you understand, right?"

"Right."

Uh... Italy's slightly more normal, and slighty more... crazy. God, I'm scaring myself!!

[Fanfic] Show them no mercy! 2/5

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