I stared at them in an almost awe.
I never noticed before how close they were, and I couldn't find the words to express my surprise.
They still kept on kissing; it brought back some of my long forgotten memories of Holy Rome, the man that had captured my heart so long ago.
I couldn't believe that I hadn't noticed how my best friend's had felt for eachother.
They still hadn't noticed me, so I walked out of the room; the door slid shut quietly behind me.
I did what I often do, and called my brother, Lovino.
He answered after a bit, sounding slightly breathless; may be he and Big Brother Spain were fighting again.
"What is it, Feleciano?" His voice like usual sounded sort of mean, and definately annoyed.
"Germany and Japan were kissing!" I release in a rush as if the world would explode if I kept it to myself.
"They are?" My big brother actually sounded surprised at the thought.
"Yeah, I went to talk to Luddy, but he was kissing Kiku in Luddy's room. I didn't want to interrupt, so I called you." I chimed in a rush to explain to my brother to the best of my ability.
Big Brother Spain said something to Lovi, and it sounded like they had begun to fight.
I heard Spain's voice briefly enter the line, "I thought that Ludwig was seeing Italy."
"Idiota." Lovi grumbled in response to the strange thing that Spain had said.
Of course. Luddy and I saw eachother, we trained together!
"How long as this been going on?" Roma asked me.
"I don't know." I responded cheerfully, and Romano sighed.
"I could call Gil." Spain suggested from somewhere by my brother.
"Just leave me alone." Roma grumbled; how come they didn't get along?
"Do you hurt, or something?" My elder twin brother asked me; it was so strange to hear him ask a question such as that.
"I didn't get hurt in training!" I reassured him.
"No, do you miss Germany?" He asked; that's a really wierd question.
"He is still here?" I managed to respond to Roma's silly question.
"Not what I meant. Is your heart broken, Feli?" The emotion that was in my brother's voice was one that I hardly ever heard in his voice, and he called me by my nickname!
"Why would I be? I want them happy; it just surprised me is all. I miss Holy Rome all the time." My voice dropped to a saddened one at the thought of my lost love.
"Idiota." Roma repeated, but this time towards me.
"What did I do?" I asked.
"Why do I bother?" Romano grumbled, and hung up.
Aw! He hung up on me!