Hi! It's me! Sorry I haven't updated any of my stories . I've been grounded...
This story is an RP I did with my friend on Facebook. It started out as something random, then I ended up liking it a lot! So I turned it into a fanfic :) Hope you like it!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing other than the plot line...
Feliciano was trying to keep up with Germany as they attempted to run their mile-long run, once again. The pair has never gotten past the 1/4 of a mile mark though. "V-Ve...Doitsu...My side hurts..." he was panting slightly.
Germany kept up his pace, glancing back at the Italian boy. "Keep running! Don't stop!" He barked. "You need to stay in shape!"
The Italian groaned slightly and continued to run "B-But...it hurts..v-ve...more than yesterday.." he whined "C-Can we at least take a break?" he tried catching up.
Germany sighed, slowing his pace to a jog. "You can valk. But don't stop! You'll just make it vorse." He glanced at Italy, hardly breaking a sweat.
Italy nodded and walked. He had sweat going down the side of his face. They were about to get to a half of a mile, meaning the Italian hadn't ever run this far when he wasn't in retreat. He rubbed his eyes slightly, and opened them for a couple seconds before they returned back to their normal position.
Germany glanced behind him, keeping up his pace. He knew the Italian boy didn't run long distances unless he was retreating. He wanted him to be strong, so he pushed him when it cam to training. "So vhen are you going to start retearting, like you normally do?" He asked.
"Ve...I don't know...I'm tired..." Italy said, glancing around as he walked. It was quite a pretty path they ran on. It was in the woods and the trees were very green. The Italian got distracted and stopped to look at a purple flower "Ve~ Doitsu~ It's purple!" he chuckled happily, kneeling next to the flower.
Germany stopped with a sigh. "If you don't get moving," he said. "Zen I vill have to chase you myself." He walked up behind Italy. "Did you know I can kill a man, viz just mein thumbs?"
Italy looked up at him. He looked slightly scared and upset at his words "V-Ve...Y-You would kill me..?" he asked, standing up and backing away slightly. He felt a small tear form in his eye as he backed into a tree, he had stepped on the flower as he backed up.
Germany sighed. "Nein. But if you don't start running, I might." He looked at Italy with a cold stare, folding his arms over his chest. "You are so lazy. If you don't start training, you'll get fat!"
Italy frowned and started crying. The Italian had always been really sensitive and got offended easily. He started running in the opposite direction. He wasn't in retreat mode though. He was just running away from the German, crying.
Germany tilted his head. "Maybe...I took it too far zis time?" He asked himself. He went off looking for the Italian boy. "Italy! I'm sorry! Vhere are you?" He called for Italy, feeling bad for making him cry.
Italy had run off the path and into the woods. He sat under a tree and cried silently. Would Doitsu really do that to him? Even after they pinky swore? He was picking grass out of the ground as he cried and thought.
Germany stood on the path, sighing. "Zat fool is going to get himself lost...I didn't mean it. I vas only trying to scare him!" He sighed, leaning against a tree.
Italy had soon fallen asleep, leaning against the tree in the woods. He sat against it, his eyes closed. He had dried up tears and tearstains on his face. He would most likely forgive Germany when he woke up. This happened every once in a while.
Germany found Italy about an hour later and sat down in front of him, watching him sleep. He would wait for the Italian to wake before apologizing.
Italy stirred slightly. After a little, the Italian started waking up. He rubbed his eyes "v...ve..."
"Hallo, Italy." Germany said, standing up. "Come on. Ve're going home..." He held out his hand, offering to help the Italian.
Italy blinked the sleep from his eyes and looked up at him. He then looked down, not sure if he should take his hand or not.
"Look. I'm sorry. I vas just trying to scare you into running. It's not good for you to just eat und sleep all ze time." He knelt in front of Italy, his expression soft.
Italy looked up at him. He wiped his eyes again and nodded "Ve...S-Sorry...I'll try better next time..."
"You don't need to apologize. I vant you to do vell. Zat's vhy I push you so hard." He stood up and held out his hand. "So let's go, ja?"
Italy nodded and took his hand, standing up. He fell a bit forward into Germany, his right leg had gone numb, so it was hard for him to walk.
Germany caught him, blushing a bit. "Do you need help valking?" He asked, making sure Italy didn't fall again.
Italy nodded "V-Ve...I can't feel my right leg..." he said, looking up at him. He was leaning against his chest a bitand clutching onto the German's shirt.
Germany looked away, blushing. "F-fine...I guess I'll have to carry you." He picked Italy up and began walking back towards the path.
Italy chuckled and looked around. He tried to tell Germany where to go "Ve! I think we were supposed to go-nevermind, that's not right...hmmm.." he thought and looked around more "I think we just went in a circle."
Germany glared at Italy. "Ve're not lost so be quiet. He finally found the path and began walking along it.
Italy looked down when Germany glared at him "Oh..O-Okay..." he sighed "Ve..Sorry." he apologized again. He did that a lot.
Germany sighed. "Don't apologize...Can you feel your leg now?" He asked, stopping for a moment. "I can't carry you like zis forever."
Italy shrugged "Ve. You can put me down and if I fall, then I can't feel it." he said, looking at him.
Germany put him down, ready to catch him if he fell again. "Alright...But even if you can't, you can just valk it off..."
Italy lost his balance a bit, but caught himself before he could fall. "I can feel it a bit..." he started walking around in a circle to try and wake it up.
Germany watched him, glad he didn't have to carry him any more. "Good. Let's go zen." He started walking down the path again.
Italy nodded and followed. He walked next to Germany, happy they could just walk together and not run. He liked it when him and Germany could just talk and hang out in peace and not have to talk about war or training.
Germany remained silent as they walked home. He seemed to not want to talk at all. He didn't mind walking with him, but sometimes he was hard to understand when he spoke.
Italy looked around and chuckled "Doitsu~ Want to have a sleep over tonight? We can watch some movies and all that fun stuff!" he smiled and jumped happily.
Germany looked over at him. "I suppose...But you're not sleeping mein bed again."
Italy frowned "Ve..What if I have a bad dream again...?"
"Too bad." He spoke bluntly. It wasn't that he wanted to be mean, it was simply that Germany felt strange every time they slept in the same bed. This boy was so hard to read, Germany simply wasn't sure what to do with him any more.
Italy frowned and crossed his arms "Fine.." he walked next to his friend. They soon returned to Germany's house.
Well! There it is so far~ Hope you liked it :) It's kind of slow right now, but it'll get better! I promise!