Ng: I don't own Hetalia, but I do own this pasta! :3 Second I do not own the song this is based on Your Guardian angel by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.

Italy: NG! NG! Can I have some pasta?

Ng: But it's the only thing I own.

Italy: Please!

Ng: Fine.

Italy: Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

Germany watches the Italian run about slightly amused. He had a large smile on his face, which made Ludwig want to laugh until tears came out. He would never admit he had feelings for the man. He wondered how he could be so happy, so carefree when everyone was fighting and tensions were high. Italy might have been a horrible warrior, but he would always have Germany to protect him. That was the only way he would show Veneziano that he loved him. He never realized that the Italian was making him a better person.

Later that night, Italy had a nightmare and he ran to Germany's room. He pounced on the bed "Germany! Germany! Germany! I had a terrible nightmare. Can I please sleep with you?" Ludwig looks at the Italian and sees he's on the verge of tears; whatever was wrong with him had really upset him. He nods toward the Italian.

"Whatever the nightmare was we can talk about it in the morning. Okay" He looks over to see that Veneziano was already holding onto him cuddling. His were tears forgotten and a happy smile on his face. Ludwig gently brushes the hair from his face and kisses the top of his head.

Italy cared about Germany and wondered why Germany didn't seem to see it. He was trying his hardest. He would go and fight, so what if he lost terribly and Germany had to save him. He was trying. All he wanted was for Ludwig to hug him and say he did a good job.

Germany sighs and shakes his head having to save Italy again. This was getting so exhausting. Some part of him wished Italy would fight on his own. The other was afraid that he wouldn't need him anymore and abandon him. He didn't want that. He looks down at the sleeping Italian in his arms. "I love you Veneziano" He whispers gently kissing his lips. He almost laughed at the taste of tomato sauce and pasta. The man in his arms meant the world to him and he didn't want to lose him.

Germany stares at the Italian wondering what to say and how to say it. He watched him run around. "Italy! I need you to promise me something?"

The Italian looked at him. His brown eyes stared into blue. He wondered what Germany would want him to promise. He did as Germany told him. What if he wanted him to leave? Veneziano started to panic."Germany! I promise I'll be better with the fighting! I'll try harder not to be weak. Please don't make me leave."

Germany blinks. "Italy, please calm down. I would never kick you out. I was about to have you promise you wouldn't leave me. Italy, you have taken me down. I am yours. You keep my skies a bright blue even in the darkest times. Veneziano, I…I…I love you." He gets up red faced and crosses the room until he is face to face with Italy. He tilts his chin and kisses Italy deeply. He wraps his arms around Italy's back.

Italy blushes bright red. He kissed back and held Germany tight. He didn't care what happened. He knew that he would always be safe in Germany's arms. He breaks the kiss for oxygen. He snuggles into Germany's chest. "Ludwig, I promise to never leave you…You're my guardian angel, and I love you with every breath I take."

Author's note: How's this? I think I'm going to make a series of Song fics. All Hetalia and my favorite couples. Some are obvious like this one and others are my own delusion. I'll even write some for fans, if they have a song and a couple for me. That is if I feel like I can write it.