Weak. Defenseless. Dependent. I'm sick of being all these things, having to depend on my allies, I'm done with this. Naturally, I turned to the strictest and mostdiligent worker I know. T-That's why I picked him, of course. No other reason! Quickly I made my way to his house, hoping that he's home, I nervously pounded on the door.

Germany opened the door with his usually neat blonde hair ruffled up, and wearing only his red boxers and a loose shirt. Stammering, I tried my best not to blush, but of coursefailed miserably.

"G-Germany? C-Could you p-please…" My mind drew a blank. What was I here for again? Pulling myself together, I remembered my purpose. "C-Can you train me?"A surprised look flitted across my Germanic friend's face.

"Ja, of course I can. Tomorrow. Six a.m. Don't be late." And on that final note, Germany shut the door in my face, leaving me dumbfounded. That was…direct, but that's Germany for you. It's actually one of the reasons I like him so much. He's actually a very sweet fellow, but he has a very gruff exterior. His icy eyes have a certain warmth to them, even when he's barking orders at you. Nervous beyond belief, I decided to speak to my closest friends, which strangely are also Germany's closest friends. Sighing, I addressed my carefree companion.

"Italy, you know him better than anyone, what does he like in girls?" I asked my Italian best friend. Italy pulled out his thinking face, which he thought made him look serious. In reality, it was adorable and made me want to pinch his cheeks.

"Ve…Germany doesn't have much experience with girls….but he loves potatoes. So you should make him potatoes." Italy nodded, as if to add emphasis to his brilliant plan. I facepalmed at this, and laughed lightly. That's Italy for you.

"Ano...Germany-san has a hard time expressing his feelings. I would not be surprised if it takes him a while to figure out he does have feelings for anyone." Japan, my aniki, joined the conversation. This actually made me feel at ease. Maybe he's just as nervous as I am.