The Carnival Scenario

"Umm... Germany?"

"Ja, meine leibe?"

"Why did you use me in a Carnival costume as a scenario?"

"How do you know about that?"

"I'm SAS, but that's beside the point. So?"

"Because you look so verdammt liebenswert dressed like that" I crawl over to my bushy-eyebrowed lover, nusseling my face into the crook of his neck, my arms wrapping round his petite waist from behind. I feel his face heat up.

"L-Ludwig... You do realise that if you want me to dress like that all you need to do is ask" i pull back, shocked. Arthur isn't a prude in bed, he probably gets that from his days as a pirate and his punk era – he likes it rough. But i never expected THIS!

"R-really? Arthur I won't force you to do anything" he turns around in my arms to face me, wrapping his arms round my neck, pulling me down so that our foreheads touched.

"Your not forcing me to do it... I want to" he replies huskily, normally acid green eyes darkened and heavy lidded with lust.

I smirk "You know Ich leibe dich, right?"

"Ja, mein meister" Capturing his pink lips in a heated kiss, my toung invades my smaller lover's mouth – he knows what that does to me when he calls me his master. I can faintly taste tea, Arthur's only vice. He moans softly, leaning into me.

… And then he pulls away from me, walks over to his suitcase – grabbing a black bag from inside it, shutting the lid after. He walks to the bathroom door, only then does he turn to look at me. He winks and closes the bathroom door. I flop ungracefully onto our bed, my mouth open. By the time my mind has wrapped around what had just happened, the bathroom door reopens.

Verdammt! He is beautiful – the canival costume only exsentuating his beauty.

"So...?" he blushes cutely, obciously embarrased. I stand up, lunge towards him. As I grab his waist and throw his on his back on the bed, he lets out a feminine squeek. I pull of my black undershirt and crawl towards him, covering his body compleatly. Our faces meer inches apart.

"Mein Gott, du siehst absolut umwerfend. Sie merken, dass Sie nicht in der Lage, richtig zu gehen für eine Woche bei minimalem"

"Ja, meister"

I growl animalisticly. Meine gott.

NEXT DAY – At Axis Training

"UNO" shouts the northern half of Italy

"Ni" says Japan at normal volume

"Right, it's time to start ze training. Today we're going to -"

"Commander, I've got a question about yesterdays training" interrupts Feli

Sigh "What is it then?"

"You never said what you'd do if you were cornered by England dressed in a Carnival costume"

"That's not a question, that's a statement Italy-san"

"Well then... what would you do Doitsu?"

My normally composed face turns an alarmingly bright shade of red at the question

"Umm... walk away" I lie

"Your lying Germany-san"

Gott verdammt they're ganging up on me

"No I'm not" I start to slowly edge away from Japan and Italy

"Ve- You are. So..."

"... What would you do?

"Why are you two so interested?" I shout back at them, then turn on one foot and walk (CoughRunCough) away.

"Ve- He's so naive"

"Nani?"

"He doesn't understand that he loves Mr. Engalnd. JAPAN! What the...?"

"..."

"He passed out with a massive nosebleed? Ve- Such a fangirl"

Translations

German

Ja, meine leibe? - Yes , my love?

verdammt liebenswert – damn adorable

Ich leibe dich – I love you

Ja, mein meister – Yes, my master

mein Gott, du siehst absolut umwerfend. Sie merken, dass Sie nicht in der Lage, richtig zu gehen für eine Woche bei minimalem - My god, you look absolutely stunning. you do realise that you won' be able to walk properly for a week at minimum

Japanese

Nani? - what?