Germany stroked her short blonde hair behind her ear as she scrubbed the dirty kitchen floor. She sat back on her heels and inspected her work. With a sigh of contentment, Germany got up and dusted off her pant legs. Japan bobbed into the kitchen, looking left and right.
"Umm can I help you, Japan?" She cocked one eyebrow up.
"Oh I was just looking for Italy-san. I can't find him…" Japan frowned and started to walk out of the room.
Sighing, Germany took off her apron she wore for cleaning. "I'll find him."
She stepped outside into the breezy spring air. The flowers were out and the winds rolled through the grassy hills. Germany stood on her porch, scanning for the red headed Italian. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure strumming merrily along on a guitar on a hill to the left of the house. Germany started to walk up the hill, wondering what in the world Italy could be doing up there.
As she got closer, Germany heard a soft yet sweet strumming and a bit high voice singing a cute melody.
"I-Italy?" She asked, tilting her head. The singing stopped along with the strumming. He turned around with a face of confusion.
"Ve~! Doitsu!" Italy smiled with his gleeful look again. "Come and sit down with me!"
"I didn't come here to sit around like a lazy bum! I have work to do. Plus, Japan is looking for you. Now come along!" She swiveled around and began walking down the hill.
Something from behind grabbed her hand and pulled her back. Germany glanced behind and saw the Italian on his knees, begging her to stay.
"Doitsu! Please stay! I wrote a song for you!" Italy stared at her with puppy dog eyes. How could she say no?
"Fine." She sighed and sat down on the grass next to him.
"Ve~!" Italy smiled and started his strumming and singing again.
When Italy finished, he turned to Germany and smiled.
"Did you like it!"
"Italy…"
"Yes?"
"Who was that song about?"
Italy's grin got larger. "You, Doitsu!"
Germany's eyes widened and she stared at Italy's face. A deep blush covered her face. "M-me?"
Italy nodded and reached forward to Germany. He placed his hand under her chin and softly kissed her lips. She stood there, frozen in shock.
Italy giggled. "Ve~! Stop being so adorable, Doitsu!" Italy stiffed up, pretended to adjust his collar and did his bets impersonation of Germany. "You're wasting time by just sitting there!"
Germany laughed and lightly tugged on his hair curl. "Come on!" She rolled her eyes and dragged him along.
"Ve~! That hurts!"
She smirked. "Good."
