Ok so this is my first Hetalia fic ever and I chose to do it for my fav paring of GermanyxItaly! So this is an mpreg don't like don't read simple as that. Enjoy!^^
For what seemed like the millionth time that month Ludwig found himself face down in the toilet puking his guts out. For at least the past two months he's felt like complete and total crap.
His brother Gilbert was currently banging on the bathroom door mainly out of concern for his younger brother "West open the damn door and go see a doctor! Either that or I go call Feliciano that you've been lying to him when he asks if you're sick." The Prussian threatened as he finally got his brother to open the door.
"Nein! Italy vould be crushed! I just never told him so zat he would not vorry about me. Zat was mein only reason." Ludwig confessed. "Then go get changed and I'll take you to zee doctor." Gilbert ordered as his brother left to go do as he was told.
Ten minutes later Ludwig was in the passenger seat of his brother's car as the albino drove his sick sibling to the best doctor in Berlin. "Luckily the doc already knows that you're a Country or the visit would just get awkward with trying to explain it." The personification of Prussia told the ailing German
"Yeah just shut up and drive before I throw up in here." Germany muttered as he let his sweaty forehead rest against the cool glass of the cars' window. "Don't you dare think about it west! Besides we're here." Gilbert told him pulling into an empty space and helping his sibling up to the doctor's office.
After a short wait Ludwig was called back and the doctor ran a few tests before telling him to go home and rest and the office would call with the results once they came in. On the way home Gilbert all but forced his younger brother to call his Italian lover and tell him the truth about him being sick.
As soon as Feliciano heard that his lover was sick he bought the first plane ticket for Germany and was airborne in no time flat and arrived in Berlin that evening and high tailed it to his boyfriend's house. Once there Feli pulled out the key Ludwig had given him and let himself in before running up the stairs to the strict blonde's room.
After knocking on the door and not getting an answer Feliciano went in and found Ludwig curled up asleep on the bed, smiling Feli untied his boots and removed his coat before crawling onto the bed and curling up next to the sleeping blonde.
The next morning Ludwig woke up and smiled when he found his arms wrapped tightly around his adorable Italy. He had just placed a kiss on the Italian's head when he got up and bolted for the bathroom to throw up the contents of his stomach. Awakened by the awful retching sounds Feliciano got up and followed them to the bathroom where he found Ludwig paying homage to the porcelain goddess.
"Vee Germany what's wrong?" the smaller male asked as he ran over and rubbed the larger man's back "Like I told you on the phone. I'm sick and I won't know vhat's wrong with me till the doctor calls with the test results." Ludwig replied before throwing up again.
After he was done he got up, flushed the toilet, brushed his teeth, and then pulled Feliciano into his arms "Ich habe dich vermisst Italien." He whispered into the other's ear causing the shorter of the two shiver slightly "Mi sei mancata troppo, Germania." He replied as Gilbert barged into the room holding the phone.
"Hey West guess what the doctor just told me. You're going to be a mom! You're pregnant and it's Italy's!"
Just so you know even though Germany is the one knocked up Italy is still the uke. The whole baby thing will be explained in the next chapter. Please review and tell me if you like it. I tried to keep them in charater but expect them all to be a tad ooc.
What they say to each other; Germany: I've missed you Italy. Italy: I've missed you too, Germany.