My first Hetalia fic and my first finished story (even though this is just a one shot) Please review and remember I unfortunately don't own Hetalia I just own the plot line.

It was stupid really Germany thought to himself as he watched his Italian friend do laps. It was stupid that he fell so fast and so far in love with Italy so that by the time he noticed it was too late and now Germany couldn't ignore these feelings building up inside of him, he fell to far to get out.

"Vhy?" Germany muttered to himself pondering on the question. He was so deep in thought that he hadn't noticed that said Italian stood right next to him.

"Why what?...Doitsu" Italy asked curious on what could be perplexing his friend so much, maybe he could help Doitsu, after all he was his friend. But maybe being more than just a friend would help also? Italy didn't know what he should do but maybe hearing the problem might help with his solution, whatever it may be.

Germany jumped in surprise he had been so deep in thought that he hadn't noticed "Italy" he said in a soft smooth tone, he couldn't stop himself from saying his name, it just sounded so amazing and the word itself he found to be perfection when said out loud. He looked down into Italy's eyes to find he couldn't look away; Italy didn't seem to want to look away in fact could Germany see a bit of hope for something more in Italy's eyes?

"Doitsu..." Germany loved it when Italy called his name, not that he ever showed it. Unfortunately for Italy saying Germany's name successfully managed to snap said German out of his trance of sorts and back into reality.

Germany quickly gained his composure "ITALIA! Vhy are you not running? A further 50 laps for having a break" Germany was back to his old self again and was now looking at the Italian who was giving his usual happy and giddy grin.

"Ve, ve" Italy said before going up onto his tiptoes and giving Germany a quick kiss on the lips before heading off to go for another run, Germany instantly caught Italy's arm and pulled him into a proper kiss, it felt as if a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders and he was pretty sure there were a couple of explosions going off in his mind. Germany pulled away before it could get any more heated and his mind wonders on to more mature ideas.

"Veeeeee, did my solution work?" Italy asked Germany just nodded his head he was at a loss for words.

"Doitsu, why do we always do laps?" "I like to watch you do exercise" Germany replied, the deep red blush that would put tomatoes to shame. Italy smiled and went to do his laps, suddenly doing them wasn't as annoying anymore especially since he found out Doitsu was watching his every move. It seems going to see France for advice on l'amour was a good idea even though if Romano found out it would not be a pretty sight.