This is my first ever fanfic. Please don't shoot me.
This is a very crack pairing. But I find it to be cute and I hope you will as well~
Chapter 1
"First Encounter"
"Another boring Summit meeting over with…" Greece yawned to himself as he walked out of the meeting room. He hadn't really been paying much attention as to what was going on seeing as he was napping most of the time, but he knew already that nothing had been accomplished. That's how it always was, and that's why he never cared to actually take part.
Still partially asleep, his eyes seemed as if they had weights attached to them. Closing them for just a moment, he felt himself bump into something fleshy. The fleshy thing uttered a small "Eep!" as it too felt the impact. Opening his eyes he saw a small brown haired boy holding a small white flag looking at him.
"Sorry about that, Italy…" He muttered, scratching his head.
The little Italian smiled and waved him off, "Its alright, Greece."
Greece muttered a quiet "M'kay…" before the boy skipped off to join a small black haired nation and a larger blonde.
Greece lazily watched him go. He had never really taken any notice of the small nation before. Sure he knew of the kid, their countries were close together, but he had never actually looked at Italy. Greece noticed the boy's many girlish qualities; from skipping around to seeming overly excited about every little thing. If Greece were to put him into a category, he'd place Italy as "Super Uke." Giving a slight shrug he continued his way back home.
Finally making it back to his house, he didn't even bother trying to make it to the bedroom. He just simply plopped down on the couch to finish his interrupted nap. But, after awhile of laying there, he found he couldn't fall back to sleep so easily…His thoughts seemed to be holding up a barrier against any oncoming dreams.
Sighing he decided to just let themselves get sorted out. He was a little surprised to find that the thoughts most clouding his cranium, were those of the small brown haired boy earlier. The boy was rather cute the way he pranced around like a little school boy. Greece would normally think this attribute in grown men annoying, but it seemed to fit Italy. The boy just seemed so innocent…
After laying there for a long while, Greece finally felt the long awaited sleep seeping through the barrier of thoughts. Letting sleep slowly take over, his final thought to himself was that he should go and visit Italy the next day. Soon after he was lazily shifting through several dreamscapes filled with brown hair and white flags…
Getting up the next day, Greece went through his normal morning routine; getting washed up, dressed, having a quick breakfast, and feeding his many cats. Once all this was finished he remembered his plans to visit Italy that day. Giving a yawn he lazily walked over to the telephone and dialed the boy's number.
After hearing several rings, Greece finally heard the Italian's voice come through the phone.
"Hello, you've reached the Vargas residence! Sorry I didn't pick up, ve~ I'm most likely making pasta or-" Greece gave a sigh and hung up the phone. He really hated hearing voice messages. He decided he would just go pay the Italian a visit unannounced. Who needed to verbally establish visitations anyway? That was too overrated…
Grabbing his jacket the Greek man slipped out into the cold morning wondering why in hell he was even doing this…
More is soon to come~ ^^