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"Listen..." Your mother told you.

You were both seated in the shadow of a huge towering tree. You watched as your mother sang a high, clear note that rose high into the branches of the trees.

Above you, birds chirped and sang the note to each other, until you could hear it in the highest branches of the tree.

"Try" Your mother told you.

Your brow furrowed with concentration. You took a deep breath and let out a note a little higher than your mothers. But halfway through the note you heard your voice crack.

This time, instead of mimicking the note, birds chirped and tweeted a series of broken notes to each other, making it almost seem like they were laughing.

You frowned and rubbed at your eyes. A gentle hand reached out and turned your face upwards. 

"Keep trying, and perhaps someday, you will sing even better than the birds."

~ ~ ~

You woke with a start, as usual. Constantly struggling to survive had that effect on you. You closed your eyes and waited for your heart to slow before opening your eyes again.

Above you were wooden rafters, dotted with obscure knots in the planks. You were in a bed, it took you a moment to realize. How long was it since you had been in a real bed? The sheets were warm and comfy, and at the moment, you wanted nothing more than to curl up in them and wish this nightmare away.

But that wasn't an option.

You threw off the covers to your bed, only then realizing how cold it was. Your jacket had been taken from you, but the madman seemed courteous  enough to leave you in your tank top and jeans. However, even those were dirty from beeing worn for such a long time.

The room itself was sparse. It had completely wood walls, no paintings or windows. The only furniture in the room was the bed, a dresser with a mirror, and a chair.

There were two doors opposite of the bed. Upon seeing them, a new hope surged within you. You rushed over to the first door and felt your hope fall when you realized there was no door nob. You pushed on the door, but it was locked. A string of curses escaped you as you leaned on the door, hearing something fall to the floor as you did. A note.

Ciao, Bella~

I hope you enjoyed your nap. You have a very pretty sleeping face.
The door next to you leads to your bathroom. I want you to be clean and wearing 
the dress in the top drawer of the dresser when your escort arrives at eight.
If your cleanliness doe not meet my standards, I shall have to bathe you myself.
Don't disappoint me~

You couldn't help but shiver at that last sentence. The clock on the dresser read 7:15. That gave you plenty of time to get ready. Knowing Italy would follow up on his threat, you made your way to the shower. Everything about it reeked of cleanliness. The countertops, walls, tiles, and floor were starch white. Even the towels and soap were completely white. Italy was definitely a man of detail.

Using the sponge (white, of course) You scrubbed every inch of your body until you were afraid it was raw. You did not want to risk having to be touched by that madman if you could help it. However, this was a difficult process, considering how long it had been since you had taken a decent shower. 

By the time you were done, you had ten minutes left. You dried and brushed your hair, leaving your clothes in the hamper. The dress Italy had chosen for you was a simple white sundress with a bow in the front and strings that tied in the back. Italy was also kind enough to provide you with underwear, you noted with a little disdain.

You straightened your dress and waited the remaining two minutes by watching the clock tick by ever so slowly. 1 minute, 50 seconds, 30 seconds, 15 seconds, 5 seconds...As soon as the second hand hit the twelve, there was a knock on the door.

"Are you decent?" A voice asked.

You stood and brushed yourself off. "Yes." You replied.

The door opened to reveal a man who, you could have sworn, had the same face as Italy. However, this man had messy, blonde hair, gleaming red eyes, and a curl that stuck the opposite way. There was a long scar that ran across his right cheek. A silk scarf was wrapped around his neck and tucked into his jacket, which seemed to mimic Italy's.

You had heard rumors that Italy had a brother, but never until now did you believe them.

"Come with me." The man said. No introductions, no explanation, just a simple command. You let out a shaky breath and followed him.

You watched him as he led the way in front of you. just by looking at the way he walked, you could tell he was different from his brother. Italy's walk had a certain swagger, almost as if he was slinking. He almost shuffled down the hallway, his hands tucked in his pockets and shoulders sagging. You considered speaking to him, but effectively decided against it.

You couldn't tell how many hallways you went down before you came to a a large hallway with tall windows on either side. You paused for a moment to look out the windows and try and peer at where you were. You were only able to see what looked to be a garden before you felt your arm seized. 

"No dawdling." You were ordered. 

You complied, but the Italian refused to let go of your arm, and held it to the point where you winced from pain.

At the end of the windowed hallway were a pair heavy, intricate doors. The man stopped in front of them and rapped on the door twice. From within came a smooth voice: "Entrare"

You were led inside, and as soon as you came into sight of Italy, you notice his brother's hand vanish from your arm. He stood behind you at attention. You glanced over to where he stood before a smooth voice caught your attention.

"Over here Bella~"

You turned, to see Italy sitting, legs crossed in an expensive leather chair. He had a knife in one of his hands that he was toying with. His chin was propped on his fist, a satisfactory smile on his lips.

"Grazie, Romano. That will be all."

The man, Romano, merely nodded and turned to leave. You wanted to call out to him, beg him not to go, not to leave you alone with this madman. As soon as the door clicked shut you felt a horrible sense of dread fall over you. 

The room seemed to get colder as you heard an amused chuckle from behind you. "Come closer ragazza."

You stayed exactly where you were, turned halfway away from him, staring at the floor.

"Ve~ Defiant, are we?" he asked. You could hear him get up from his seat, and you suddenly had the urge to run. "We will have to fix that."

A gloved hand brushed your cheek, and you jerked away from his touch. There was a pause, almost as if he was hesitating. 


You felt a hand connect with your cheek. The force of the slap made you fall to the floor as your head spun.

Surprise and shock registered on your face as you put a hand to the warm spot on your cheek.

Italy bent down in front of you. You instinctively flinched as he raised his hand again. This time, however, you felt fingers caress the welt on your cheek. The touch made you blush and shiver.

His fingers trailed to a stray piece of your hair, which he twirled in his fingers before abruptly seizing your chin.

You were forced to stare into violet orbs filled with hate, malice, and a look of...hunger.

"Listen, _______." he spoke in a deadly tone, and at that moment all you wanted to do was get as far away from him as possible.

"I'm not sure you understand, songbird..." he paused to lick his lips. "You are mine now. You belong to me. This is your cage, my castle. If you try and fly from it, I will not hesitate to stain that lovely skin of yours with blood." The knife in his other hand was pressed on your cheek for emphasis.

Your eyes grew wide as he spoke. This man was beyond deranged, past the border of insanity. His eyes and his smile depicted something else entirely. Something much more sinister.


You shook as you managed a nod. The deranged smile on Italy's lips turned back into a cheerful one.

"Bene~!" He put a hand in his pocket, and you half expected him to pull out a gun. Instead, a paper was gently folded into your hands.

"This is the song I want you to sing. Practice it, memorize it, and learn it. I want to hear it tonight at dinner." a finger twirled that stray lock of hair gently.

You shivered, but remained still, knowing the consequences if you pulled away.

Italy smiled and stood, leaving you on the floor. He turned his back towards you and strode back towards his chair. "Romano will escort you back to your room."

You turned behind you, surprised to see Romano standing in the doorway. Having no hand to help you up, you rather ungracefully stood, swaying a bit as you did.

As you were escorted out, you cast a sidelong glance at your captor. He was looking at his hand, the one he slapped you with. There was almost a look of sadness in his eyes.

Romano left you at the door to your room, and as you turned to enter, he grabbed your arm. "I'm saying this for your sake, so listen. You can't defy Italy. When Italy wants something, he always gets it."

You gently pried his hand from your arm. "Thank you, Romano." You muttered, not meeting his eyes.

The door clicked shut.

You waited until Romano's footsteps faded down the hallway before you began to cry.

Dear gosh.

More creepy writing! :dummy:
My sister read this and she literally had this expression. o^O
I should stop writing creepy stuffs.

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animefreak2016 Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
When I first started reading :

Snow White confirmed.

*tries to sing but voice cracks*
*and chokes*

Okay maybe some other singing Disney Princess that has a scene with birds outside...
IreneTheAwesome Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2015  Hobbyist
when i try to sing snow white... i always sounded like a bird dying.
btw sorry for my grammar 
HetaliaChinaAru Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Great story!
queenofbadassea Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2015
not creepy
Unwanted-immortals Featured By Owner Dec 13, 2014
Just a question.. Are you planning on a part three? If not then can you tell me the song she got :3 I like songs 
queenofbadassea Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2015
me 2 :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
Unwanted-immortals Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2015
queenofbadassea Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2015
awesome right
Unwanted-immortals Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2015
Superdaughter2 Featured By Owner Nov 17, 2014
I love your creepy writing for you know how to use emotions and keep us aka audience on toes! I hope I say it right 👍😄 bravo!! Encore to next chapter ❤❤ please 🐯
TicciTimber Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2014
XD now I wanna see your sisters face XD
Love the I the only one who was all like woah Italy you creepy when the reader(or in my case OC) read the last sentence of the letter when reader(OC)woke up?
Risa-Lalicata01 Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2014
Ohhhhhhh this is kinda dark.... Me Likey this~a story^U^
animeforever01 Featured By Owner Aug 19, 2014  Hobbyist
It is dark... but it's Luciano, so I love it!
Lillica424 Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2014  Student Artist
Catarien Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014  Student General Artist
You and me both bro
GumiTheCarrot Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Will there be a part 3?
SacredNinjaBunny Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You should totaly right a 3rd one!! That would make my day
KittyMcScratch Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
I'm not good at memorizing stuff... OH LAWD!! I NEEDZ JESUS!!!Llama Emoji-07 (Hopeless or Scared) [V1] lol :D <img src="//"> 
IGame101 Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
how would i know the tune if its on paper?
LifelessQ Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
For some odd reason, I want to hug Italy....

To much pasta for me...

*puts pasta plate down*
WayOfTheNinjaFTW Featured By Owner Jun 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
whenever i read this i just get this wierd feeling..... *shudder* not a good one at all *shudders again*
kittykatrocks12 Featured By Owner Mar 14, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
For some reason I feel bad for Italy I don't know why
E-Sane Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
An now you've left me on a cliff hanger. And let me know why the caged bird sings.
CrimsonShea Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
If I were in this situation, I'd be all like :iconpervy2pitalyplz: on the inside when he said I belong to him xD
TicciTimber Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2014
XD I wouldn't.
I would be like WTFW(What The Fluffy Waffles)on the outside.
On the inside I would be all like Man...what a drag, I better get to explore the place.
Not kidding.
RedwallChick1303 Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I hope if you get the time, you'll write some more of this :'D I love it, and it's really good with nice writing and it's all around awesome :meow: Don't force yourself, but if you want to, I can't wait for part three!
Zephyros22 Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2013  Student Writer
Oh my, You do realize that there is fifteen chapters to this, correct?
I have it all under 'my songbird' folder in my gallery. ;D
RedwallChick1303 Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist


God bless you so much ;u;


gymleader97 Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2013
More, love. Pweaseie?~ :icon2penglandjoyplz:
Nightcoregirl101 Featured By Owner Apr 16, 2014
That emote is adorable >3<
Ainkoo Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2013  Hobbyist
O A O !!!! Don't stop gurl~ CONTINUE ~ PLZ
koyfish13 Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2013  Student General Artist
Don't stop girlllllllll an is dare a 3 part
AmuletAmethyst Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2013  Student General Artist
no, don't stop writing this stuff!! 

or I'll send 2p America and his baseball bat to kiiiiiiillllllllllllllllllllllll     yyoooooouuuuuu..... *grins creepily and dark aura appears*
Zephyros22 Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2013  Student Writer
ahahahahahaha, I'm sorry. oAo
AmuletAmethyst Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2013  Student General Artist
dont worry................ur still riting so its oooooooooooooooookkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk   *grins creepily and dark aura appears*
Xyla-tomatoes-14 Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist

oh~~~ how I love insane people! My favorite kind of person~ Sanity is Overrated *smiles sadistically while eating a 2p England's cupcake without dying*

Oliver- *frowns* I thought I put poison in that one...

Me- *grins insanely* You did... *fades into shadows with cupcake*

Oliver- O.o

brittny-the-wolf Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
*shudders as i stand next to Oliver* don't worry we can make more
Oliver: OK!
me: YAY *walks away*
Allen: What just happened .-.
Matt: I don't know
Xyla-tomatoes-14 Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Xyla-tomatoes-14 Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
RaniAnderson Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013  Student General Artist
Awesome. That's all I have to say. XD That and please write more! This is too awesome not to keep going, X)
Niketa211 Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2013  Hobbyist
Love this fan fic!!!!! When will there be a chapter 3?
Fluffy-Tornado Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2013  Hobbyist Artist
Nuuuuu why Italy why????!!!
KathyBrine Featured By Owner Oct 31, 2013  Student Writer
I can't memorize well, Italy....
1Seven-Sins1 Featured By Owner Nov 14, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I can't memorize well either .......
KathyBrine Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2013  Student Writer
At least he can end my misery in this story
1Seven-Sins1 Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
KathyBrine Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2013  Student Writer
I was eating a cupcake but when I read the part where I was captured my cupcake landed on my door....
1Seven-Sins1 Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
That's amazing
KathyBrine Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2013  Student Writer
I threw it at my door. It was stuck there for 4 minutes!
michiganlovesromano Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
* shoots luciano* ass im ot your fuckig song bird your a lil fuck go die * walks away*
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