Hello everyone~ ChiruChiru-chan here~ no I'm not Japanese but I'll act like it I want to~
Thank everyone for reading my fan fiction. Lemme start off by saying this is Shonen-ai, yaoi, BL and all the other terms for it, this one doesn't have anything over the level of PG I would say so myself! This series is Axis Power Hetalia, its a cute series I suggest you take a look into it! Its super funny. I hope you like it! Anyways this'll be updated from time to time, so I hope you enjoy reading it and will continue you to follow me!
In the midst of WWII, it's just them three all alone, Germany, Japan and Italia. Japan and Germany are acceptable soldiers; Italia is the one that needs to be improved. Day after day Germany oversees the training for Italia, but knowing that silly boy who loves his pasta, there is absolutely no improvement. Something grows but it's not the warrior spirit of little Italia.
"Germany!" Italia shouts, "Isn't this good enough?", his breaths are fast and quick. He's hunched over hands on his knees trying to catch his breath. Germany and himself were on the training field while Japan got to relax. Italia didn't think it was fair, being so childish and after running for so long, he was becoming tired and hungry. Even Germany can hear the rumbling of Italia's stomach from 3 meters away.
"Finish your last lap Italia, or it'll be five more!", Germany responds in his dictator voice, but seeing the unsatisfied face of Italia, "And maybe if you finish this one, we'll have some delicious pasta for lunch," he grumbles as Italia takes off running at full speed. "Maybe I should use that for motivation more often." Germany begins to think, while chuckling at how fast Italia begins to move. He darts after him and waits at the exit for Italia to finish.
From far away even Japan can see what's going on, high in a tree, he watches both Italia and Germany grow in more ways than one. "It won't be too long" he thinks with a smile on his face after seeing Italia hug Germany, before running off the field, but that wasn't the strange part. Italia does that all the time, it was the look of pleasure on Germany's face that set the thought off in his mind like a bomb.
-End Prologue-
"Germanyyyyyy," Italia begins to whine, obviously about the meager lunch, Japan had scrapped up for them. The time now is far from when we first saw them. They're stranded on an island far away and hopefully, their enemies don't know where they are. Germany looks at Italia and shakes his head in an apology. They were all used to getting full course meals, with delicious food, but the fruit and fish they were eating know weren't nearly as good as what they had. "Hmph," Italia sighed, tears streaming from his eyes because both his stomach and tongue didn't enjoy the food.
Germany side and cut an orange, cooking a new fish he drizzled the juice from the fruit onto it. When it was cooked thoroughly he handed it to Italia, feeling sorry for him, he kissed his cheek "This should taste better and it's just for you." he smiled as Italia eagerly bit into the fish, and sighed with pleasure. Japan eyed the two curiously, suddenly feeling like a third wheel, he decided they needed to disappear for a while.
"Germany, don't you think that Italia and yourself should go and collect some firewood for the night, I shall get started on the shelter." he suggested taking a bite from a tropical fruit. Germany nodded in agreement, and obviously Japan could build the shelter since he was so qualified in making miniatures. He could scale it up to size.
Germany's mood starting to get lighter, they weren't in such a jam, maybe he could think of it like a small vacation that was like a wilderness retreat."Come Italia, let's get some firewood." he said grabbing him from the collar of his shirt and dragged him into the jungle that was behind him. Germany drew his sword and slashed at the limbs of the trees and piled them into Italia's arms.
"Germanyyyy," Italia began to whine, the climate of the jungle was humid hot, too hot for him. He was coated in layers of sweat, Germany didn't listen he just kept trudging on. The load in his arms was giving them a cramp, Italia began panting hard and losing energy. His breath was coming in slow into his lungs and the temperature of the jungle seemed to grow as the continued deeper. The steam was affecting Italia's head. "Germany, can we stop for a while?" Italia asked moving the bundle of firewood from his view so he could see him more clearly. Germany wasn't there, the sound of his boots trekking forward was steadily becoming further and further from him.
Italia's heart started to race, he dropped the firewood he collected and frantically ran after the departing sound of Germany's boots. He slapped the branches and leaves out of his way. "GERMANY!" he screamed when he couldn't hear the sound of the boots anymore. "GERMANY!" he called again, tears forming in his eyes, "JAPAN! I'M SCARED SAVE MEE!" Italia stopped running and waited for the calls of his comrades.
"ITALIA! THIS WAY!" he heard Germany yell from deep in the jungle, his heart leaped and he started running toward the sound of Germany's voice. Italia was overjoyed he hadn't completely gotten lost in the jungle. He was still weary from the heat earlier, and the running and adrenaline rush of being lost was taking its toll on him. Italia was so delicate sometimes, as he began tripping over roots, animals and fallen trees.
Germany heard the crashes Italia was causing behind him, he started to walk back to meet him. Italia would be frazzled Germany started imaging. He chuckled, Italia would be shaking and crying, then he'd cling to him, of course the firewood they collected earlier would be gone from being dropped. Oh well, they could always get more, he thought was he stepped into a clearing. "Italia," he said as the sounds were very close to him and out from the brush Italia came out. Just like he predicted Italia came running to pounce on him and Germany awaited his hug and closed his eyes.
"GERMANY!" Italia's cry pierced through Germany's awaiting bliss. Italia has fallen into a pit of quick sand, and as prepared he was for that he began to panic yet again, struggling to free himself from the pit. Italia's stomach was beginning to fill with dread as he was stinking quicker into the pit. Italia began to shake and cry.
Germany was shocked as he saw Italia fall flat on his face into his pit, he suppressed the urge to laugh, but the feeling was gone once he realized the danger Italia was in. He sprung into action. "Don't struggle, you'll be fine! Don't panic, I have your back remember?" Germany recited the words Italia spoke what seemed like so long ago.
The words struck Italia hard, he was surprised Germany remembered that, he smiled and his eyes watered up. Italia then began to obey the commands Germany barked to him. He attempted to float as Germany looked for a vine strong enough to pull him out with.
As scared as he was for Italia's life, Germany was doing all he could to make sure he didn't start panicking too. He started pulling vines off of trees and began testing their strength. Germany was moving as quickly as could trying his best to save Italia. "Finally!" he declared as he threw the vine to Italia, "GRAB IT AND HOLD ON!" When he was sure Italia had the best grip on the vine, he started pulling with all his strength. With the last tug he gave, Italia was free from the pit of certain doom, and he landed on top of Germany.
"THANK YOU SO MUCH!" Italia squealed, as he attacked Germany with nuzzles and hugs. Feeling completely safe in arms, he fell asleep after his assault with affection, while laying in Germany's arms. Germany smiled as he sat up, Italia fast asleep in his lap, he ran is fingers through his hair and played with the one curly hair on his head. He scooped up Italia and carried him back to the beach to get the quick sand washed off before it hardened and he couldn't move. The whole way back, Germany was praying silently to his god, thanking him for letting him save Italia and that there was completely no harm done to Italia.
"I wouldn't know what to do without this idiot, he makes the war fun for everyone," he thought to himself, "he might be a big baby at times, but it's worth it. All the laughter he brings and the stupid moments, he makes life exciting." Germany subconsciously leaned forward to kiss Italia's forehead, and before his lips met the skin of Italia, he stopped, realizing what he was doing he blushed. At that exact moment, he was escaped the leafy jungle and was now on the beach and Japan was eyeing him.
"Where's the firewood?" he asked simply, but his eyes were on Italia's unconscious body in Germany's arms. Japan thought he knew what happened and with a secret smile, he urged them on. Germany's face flushed again and he was flustered as he removed the dirt caked clothes from Italia's body. It wasn't weird for men to see each other naked and he needed to do this for Italia who couldn't. Germany's heart began racing as he tried to unbutton Italia's shirt.
"I just can't do this!" he whispered exasperated. Germany got up his senses tingling from touching Italia. "I shall be fetching firewood, since Italia dropped it trying to find me, please clean him off Japan." he muttered walking back into the jungle tearing up the trees up in frustration. He absolutely did not have any feelings toward Italia that were more than a friend! He blushed as he thought of Italia's sweet sleeping face and tore another leaf. "Or am I just trying to hide it from myself?" He began working quietly shutting his mind off. Germany walked back with his collected pile of firewood, and started helping to finish the shelter with Japan, his own mind still numb.
-End Chapter One-