"Ve~ Germany? Are you reading again?"

Germany looked up from his book "Ja. What is it?"

"Nothing" Italy replied, grinning still "just wondering"

Germany shook his head slightly and went back to reading, aware that Italy was staring at him, grinning, from the seat next to him on the couch. Suddenly, (although Germany had expected it), Italy pounced on him, rubbing his hands furiously over Germany's chest, giggling and laughing. "tickle tickle tickle!" he cried out, moving his hands faster.

Germany grabbed his wrists "knock it off" he grunted dismissively.

Italy struggled against his hands "N-No fair!...Let go!" Germany held Italy's small wrists with one of his large hands, and with the other opened his book and began reading it again.

After awhile, Italy finally he stopped struggling, giving up, when he got an idea. A sneaky idea. He relaxed his arms and tapped Germany's wrist with one of his fingers.

"you done trying to tickle me..?" he asked, not looking up from his book.

"mm-hmm!" Italy nodded, smiling again.

Germany turned to him, closing the book, and leaned forward, most likely to lecture him about not acting like such a child, or bothering him while he was reading. But as soon as he did, Italy sprang up fast, and planted his soft lips firmly on Germany's. After sitting back down, the blush across his surprised friend's face made Italy giggle softly, and he tackled Germany again to tickle him more.

"Wha- WAIT! WHAT THE-?!" was all the German could stutter out before he and the small Italian fell from the couch to the floor, Italy tickling him all over.

"Oh, you little-!" Germany tried to get back up, but Italy didn't let him. Soon small chuckles were heard as Germany tried his best not to give in, until those small chuckles became deep, rough laughter that sounded as if it hadn't been used in years.Italy would have to work on that.

"Okay!..okay! Y-you win!" Germany cried, still trying to contain his laughter, his hands held up in defeat.

Italy climbed off, triumphant, as Germany sat up next to him.

"Now it's MY turn" Germany lunged forward and pinned Italy to the ground. Italy squirmed as Germany roughly rubbed his fingers against Italy's small chest and sides, causing him to to squeal and laugh excessively in that high-pitched, adorable way of his. Germany smiled.

"Okay okay! Y-you got me back! You g-got me back! G-get off!" Italy squeaked as he laughed so much his eyes watered up. Germany slowly climbed off and let Italy catch his breath. After he did he reached forward to give Germany a hug, but Germany stopped him.

"not so fast. There's still one thing I haven't paid you back for" He said calmly

"Ve~? What is it?" Italy asked, confusion in his big, honey-colored eyes.

Germany smiled warmly. He gently wrapped an arm around Italy, pulling him closer, and then planted his rough lips on Italy's smaller ones. At first Italy was taken back, but he closed his eyes softly and leaned closer, indulging on the kiss.

After a minute, they broke apart, gasping for air, and Italy laid himself down in Germany's lap.

"Ti amo, Germany" he murmured softly, before drifting off in his arms.

Germany smiled and sighed contently, stroking the Italian's soft auburn hair "Ich liebe dich, Italy"