Hello everyone. xXDarkAngelOfDespairXx here! Recently I have been watching Hetalia a lot and it has inspired me to write a couple of stories based on my favorite pairing... GerIta! That would be Germany and Italy! So this story will stay as a one-shot for now and includes a Fem! Italy. I might go on with it later but only time will tell. Thanks again for your support on my other works and please as always review and favorite . Your reviews and favorites are the world to me. Forgive me now if they are too OOC But I thought It was cuter this way! If you need translations feel free to message me and I'll type up what they mean! Alright... enjoy!

Italy P.O.V

The first rays of sunlight had peeked through the curtains waking her up. The light was in her face and she hated that. She reached to the side of the bed opposite to hers to wake the man of her life up. She patted the area where he should have been but couldn't feel him. She groaned lightly as she pulled the blankets off of her seemingly perfect body. She slowly opened her eyes, sat up and stretched, feeling all of the muscles in her back pull slightly. She covered her yawn with her hand as she got up and went into the washroom. She noticed the little white stick test on the sink she had bought earlier that week and without hesitating took it and did what she was supposed to do. Afterwards, she walked slowly downstairs where she could hear the sound of food bubbling and could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. As she walked closer she could hear a familiar voice singing. Standing cross armed by the door way with one of her hips touching where the door should be, she stayed there a little taking in the view.

It was Germany. He was wearing a black apron and was masterfully cooking something which Italy could not see since she was a few feet behind him. The aroma was so pleasant though. She looked as her husband skillfully used a whisk combining a few key ingredients for their breakfast.

~Flashback~

Just a couple of months ago it had been their wedding. She was over joyed when the German had proposed to her at the most beautiful Italian restaurant she had ever seen. Of course she wasn't so sure on that day if Germany was taking her to one of the boring World Conferences that America proposed (since he loves all types of food he had said that they should all go out for Italian food for the next conference). When they arrived, Germany blindfolded Italy and had the waiter walk them to the back of the restaurant where the only way you could get a seat was reserving it months before. After a few moments Germany took the blindfold off his Liebling and stepped back. When She opened her eyes she could not believe what she saw.

When she opened her eyes she saw the most beautiful rose petal decorated table with a beautiful centerpiece in the middle. It was like nothing she had ever seen. Beautiful red and white candles were lighting the room. Suddenly a group of classical music players started a soft song, completing the whole scene. Italy turned around and saw Germany in a breath taking black tuxedo. His hair was slicked back perfectly and he was smiling while holding a bouquet of a dozen red roses. Italy almost cried at the sight but took the roses from Germany as she immediately hugged him and kissed him. "Amore mio! Ti Amo Doitsu!" Italy said not letting go of her boyfriend. "Ich liebe dich Italien. Do ju know vhat today is?" Germany asked the astounded little Italian. Italy broke the hug as she put her index finger on her cheek pondering. She knew she wasn't at the boring World conference she thought she was going to and she knew it wasn't her birthday either. She suddenly remembered. "Oh! Its our 2 year anniversary from when we started dating!" She said happily. Germany nodded telling her she was correct. " Ja. You are correct mein liebling. Und today is a special day so I brought you here to celebrate." Germany said looking at her glowing face. " So please zit down." He ended, walking over to the table and opening her chair like a gentleman should. Italy immediately sat down. Her beautiful green and white (like when she was a maid ) dress folding as she sat down. Germany sat right in front of her and they stared at each other as they waited for their meals to arrive.

Italy was astounded when their meals came. Germany knew her so well and had ordered one of her favorite meals... pizza casserole with a side of Pasta Alfredo and breadsticks. Italy's eyes light up and after thanking the waiter she dug right in making sure to keep her manners as she ate. After a few bites of their food Germany waived for the waiter. The waiter brought them a bottle of champagne and it wasn't until Italy saw it closer that she realized that it was an expensive bottle. She looked up at Germany who did nothing but smile the whole time. She was dumbfounded and even told her boyfriend it wasn't necessary to get such an expensive bottle to which Germany just shook his head saying that he only wanted the best for her today. When they filled their glasses with champagne they toasted and drank some of the expensive beverage. After putting her glass down Italy realized that something was wrong with Germany. He was slowly turning a slight shade of red and seemed to be slightly shaking. It was almost like if he were in a trance.

"Doitsu...are you okay?" Italy asked him worriedly. Germany snapped out of the trance like state he was in and after taking a deep breath nodded and slowly started speaking. "Italy.." he started, "These two years vith you have been amazing... Ever since I met you I knew you vere special... I don't know if it vas your eyes or your heart that made me fall for you..." Germany said standing up and walking to Italy's side, just in front of her. "….but vhat I do know is zhat I love you..." he said getting down on one knee. "...so please mein leibling... Vill you marry me?" Germany ended with a smile and showing a beautiful shimmering white diamond ring inside a blue box.

Italy who had been sitting this whole time was sniffling and the tears she was trying to hold onto fell defeating her as she nodded. "Yes. I will." She said as Germany took the ring out the box and placed it on Italy's finger. Italy got up and helped her now fiancée get up. She hugged him and suddenly broke the hug with a very passionate kiss. After a while, Germany called out to everyone to come out. It was then when Italy realized that all of the countries were there and had watched the whole thing happen. Some of the female countries (including Belarus) went and hugged Italy and asked to see the ring. The only thing you could hear was little fractions over all of the excitement, mostly those saying congrats and how the ring was a very good and expensive one. All the guys except for one country went and hugged Germany and patted him on the back as they congratulated him. The only one left was Italy's big brother, Romano.

Romano had known about their relationship and knew that one day the Potato- loving bastard would pop the question but he didn't expect it as soon as two years. Two years were nothing in Romano's eyes. After turning around and seeing his little sister jumping up and down and caught her staring at him and waving he couldn't hold back the tears looked away from her direction and finally gave Germany his blessing on the marriage but warned him not to hurt his sister. Germany patted his back and hugged the worried Italian and looked at the tomato loving Italian. "I vould never hurt her. I love her too much to do that." Something told Romano that his little sister would be alright with the German and he smiled as he walked away to find his sister amongst the crowd and give her his blessing on the marriage.

~ End of Flashback~

Germany had noticed the little Italian standing in the doorway and called to her in the bit of Italian he knew. "Ciao amore mio. Avete dormito bene?" He asked her if she had slept well. She nodded and skipped towards him finally giving him a kiss on the cheek while he finished their breakfast. Their breakfast was Wurst, Pasta Alfredo with a side of breadsticks and their orange juice. Italy smiled and then after whispering in his ear, Germany accidently dropped the plates he had just finished getting from the cabinets. They fell to the floor and shattered. He stood their frozen for a couple of seconds looking out the window with is frosty blue eyes and then turned to Italy. He picked her up and spun her around. She was pregnant! He was going to be a father! Placing her back down slowly he held her and kissed her while tears fell from him eyes. "Ich Leibe Dich! I love you!" He said as he placed his hands on her growing tummy. " I love you everyday more my Italian princess. Our baby will have nothing but the finest..." Germany got down onto his knees carefully avoiding the shattered plate pieces and with his hands on the little Italian's stomach he spoke to his unborn baby. " I promise you my sweet baby your papa vill vork hard to get you the best. The best things zhat I couldn't have vhen I was growing up. Always know I love you and your beautiful mother. You both are my treasures and I will do anything...even die for both of you." He smiled up at Italy who was overflowing with happiness and was in tears. Germany kissed her stomach and got up to kiss her and wipe her tears. "Ti amo Italia." "Ich Liebe dich Deutschland."

With a new bundle of joy only months away from making their lives better they were more than sure that this was only the beginning of a wonderful life together.

_Whew! Well that was it! Did you guys like it? Should I make this a longer story? Don't forget to Review and Favorite. If I get at least three reviews and three favorites I will make this a longer story but for now it will stay like this. Unless I get at least three favorites and reviews. Thanks again for your support! Until the next time! Ciao! Ciao! Love ya all!