No! NO! I have to stop! Why CAN'T I stop?!

Warm rays of sunlight shown through the windows of Germany's bedroom. The blonde nation shifted as the bright light hit his face. Reluctant, he opened his eyes and saw that it was almost noon. He hadn't slept in this late in quite a long time. He went to sit up but stopped as he heard a little grumble. Germany turned his gaze upon a man with reddish brown hair lying next to him, his head on his chest.Italy. For a moment, Germany had almost forgotten about the night before, when he and Italy had the night of their lives together. A warm smile spread on the blonde's face as he gently wrapped and arm around his lover. There was another grumble, then a small laugh. "Ve~ I was wondering when you were going to wake up."

"You were already awake? Why... Why didn't you wake me up?" Germany asked, surprised that the Italian had awoken before him.

"Because I love you, Doitsu! Plus you looked so... so peaceful. I didn't want to ruin it, so I let you sleep in late after turning your alarm clock off." Italy giggled, looking up at Germany's icy blue eyes.

"You little-!" A smirk formed on his face. "How did you manage to do that without waking me, liebe? You know I'm a light sleeper."

"Ve~ I was just as surprised as you are! I went to roll over, but then fell out of bed... I thought for sure you'd wake up, but when you didn't and simply turned onto your side, I... well I noticed how peaceful you looked while you were sleeping and then I had a little voice in my head saying 'Hey! Turn his alarm clock off and let him sleep. He deserves to sleep in for once!' and so I did. Even when I clumsily got into bed again, you didn't wake up. You must have been really tired." Italy explained as he rested his his head against his lover's chest again. How he loved the German's muscles. They acted as firm, yet warm and comfortable pillows for the smaller nation.

"Ah... I see. That was very nice of you." Germany said, lightly kissing the top of Italy's head.

"Ve~ Yeah." Italy replied.

Germany chuckled. "Want to get up?"

"What? No! Oh, god, no!" Italy giggled. There was a hint of worry in his voice that Germany picked up on almost immediately.

"Are you alright, Italien...?" he asked.

"Si... I was just thinking about mio fratello." Italy muttered sadly.

"Oh...? He still hasn't returned your calls?" Germany asked.

"I didn't hear from him at all. He wouldn't talk to me after what happened at his house the other night. He just wanted to know how close I had gotten to tracing the camera signal back to the Allies computers. Then he left again." Italy let out a sigh.

"I'm sure he'll be okay." Germany said, trying to comfort the man he loved. He never could stand it when he was upset.

"I'm not really worried about him getting hurt or anything. I know this is going to sound crazy, but... I think there might be something going on with Spain and Romano. I mean, he looked so hurt when he saw the way Spain was acting towards Belgium even though he knew he was drunk. I think maybe-" Italy was cut off.

"They've been sleeping together." Germany blurted out.

Italy let out a few giggles. "Okay, no. i wouldn't take it that far~"

"No, I mean Romano had told Preußen that they've been sleeping together." Germany stated.

Italy's golden brown eyes widened as he sat up and looked his lover in the eye. "You mean together? As in... the naked kind of together?"

The German let out a sigh. "I'm sorry I didn't say anything, seeing as he's your bruder, but... I promised your brother that I wouldn't."

"Does... Doesn't everybody else know? Am I the only one he didn't-" Yet again, Germany cut the Italian's sentence short.

"Oh, god no. Romano didn't even mean to tell mein bruder. He said it just came out." Germany stated, gently fixing the few strand of hair that had fallen into his lover's eyes.

"How could my own fratello keep something like this from me?" Italy said, still in shock.

"I think he's afraid you'd go telling everyone else." Italy gave the Germany a confused look. "Kind of like how you told everyone about Shanna and China."

"O-Oh... I see. That was kind of out of line when I did that..." Fratello must really need someone to talk to." Italy said.

"Probably. We've been kind of busy. Maybe we didn't hear the phone go off." Germany said, trying to reassure him.

"Yeah." Italy agreed.

About an hour passed and both Italy and Germany arrived to the Axis Powers meeting, only to find a silent Romano and a semi-impatient Japan.

"Sorry we're late. SOMEONE decided to turn my alarm clock off." Germany said, flashing a smirk to the peppy Italian beside him.

"Oh! You two didn't have to- I mean, if you still wanted to be alone..." Japan said, putting the pieces together in his mind.

"No, it's fine." Germany stated.

"Mhm~ It's perfectly fine!" Italy giglged, kissing Germany's cheek, of which turned a light shade of pink.

"So, how is the entire search for the Allied Forces going?" Germany asked, sitting down next to his Italian.

"Well, I found their meeting place, no thanks to you two bastards, but they obviously knew we were tracing their signal." Romano stated in an unusually soft tone. "They left in a hurry... The cars were gone but everything else was still there."

"Uh, we should go back. Um, Germany and I can snoop around, and-" Italy was interrupted.

"Nothing left. There was a, um... giant buzz saw. It was Russia's planning, since the metal had Russian writing on it." Japan noted, flipping through the journal that he and Romano had recovered. "This was all we could save. I know it's not much but we need to go through it to see what we kind find that might tell us where they are or what they're planning."

"Maybe we should get Spain to help-" Italy was abruptly cut off.

"SPAIN- ...Spain's not part of this anymore." Romano said coldly.

"So... he's not going to be around anymore?" Italy wondered.

"I... I don't know, Veneziano. Not... Not for a while." Romano stated.

"Well, maybe we could call Prussia or Belgium? Maybe they could help?" Japan said hesitantly.

"I... I don't think Belgium would be in the mood do to any researching right now." Romano stated. "You know... I gotta go. You bastards can do whatever you want!" At that, the moody Italian stormed off leaving the other nations puzzled.

"...I... I think I'm going to go talk with Spain..." Italy muttered.

"Eh? Why?" Japan wondered.

"O-Oh, uhm... Well... Maybe he is willing to help and mio fratello is just in a bad mood? You never really know." Italy quickly covered.

"A-Ah! That's a good idea, Italy. You go to Spain's and have a talk with him. Japan and I will say here and go through the journal." Germany said.

Italy lifted his hand to his head in a saluting fashion, though with the wrong hand. "Yes sir!" He giggled.

Germany shook his head. Italy was always too cute when he did the simplest mistakes. He kissed his lover goodbye and watched him quickly run out the door, clearly in a hurry to get to Spain's.