Chapter one ~

It was a bright sunny day in Italy when the adorable nation woke at noon. 'What should I do today?' Italy thought to himself as he stretched as he opened and closed his eyes trying ti get used to the afternoon sun. He had wanted to to spend the day with Romano, but he had become so moody and scary for some reason, probably due to big brother France or somrthing like that. But anyways Italy decided that life would just be easier if he stayed clear of his twin brother the time being.

It was warm today as Italy walked out on the balkeny with his cup of esspreso. 'Japan is busy with political matters today, so I can't call him. Big brother Spain is going to be busy with Romano, so that means France and Prussia wouldn't but be far behind to cause trouble.' Italy shuttered thinking about what happened last time the three of them got together when his poor brother was angry.

So that only left one person, his bestest best friend in the whole world. "Doitsu." The nation said looking down at his feet smiling to himself. He went into thought about the tall muscular German who kept the small nation safe when in trouble. He had the most stunning blue eyes he had ever seen. He also had the most beautiful, soft, silky blond hair. He then thought about how warm his strong arms were when he ran into them from big bad England.

Italy loved Germany very deeply. He wished everynight that he could tell him how he felt. But he was scared that Germany would think he is weird and wouldn't want to be his friend anymore. So for now he would just love from a far.

Italy felt the warm breeze aganst his skin and was brought back to the real world from his thoughts and went to go call his friend to see what he was doing today.

Germany had been awake since the eary hours of the morning. He had already ate his breakfast, read the newspaper, walked his dog, and had just finished the lastest novel he had picked up from the second hand book shop last night.

He put the book down on his coffee table and looked around his quite house. Germany bent down in his arm chair to pet his dog. surprisingly he was kinda feeling lonely. He was so used to his brother, Prussia running around the house making messes, (that Germany was constantly cleanning) talking, yelling, singing, stomping around with that little anoying thing he called Gilbird - basicly doing whatever he pleased. But he was gonne out with France. And if he wasn't wecking havic. Italy would be here talking a mile a minite, "Doitsu! Doitsu! My shoe is untied. Doitsu! Doitsu! I fell and scraped my knee. Doitsu! Doitsu! I'm hungry. PASTA~!"

Germany softly chuckled to himself thinking about Italy with his bright smile, soft hair that always smelled good, and that infamous hair curl witch was forbiden to ever be touched. Italy was always happy whenever he saw him. He liked that whenever Italy was around he give him his undevided attention.

Germany snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of the telephone ringing.

"Hello, this is Germany speaking."

"Hi Doitsu! How are you today? I'm good. Oh well you never asked did you haha thats ok. Anyways I was wondering what you were doing today? I thought maybe we could spend the day together. I'm not doing anything today and everyone is busy. We could go out and eat, maybe pasta. Ohh I love pasta! Every kind too..."

Italy was going on and on and on about everything under the sun he could think of to talk about. Germany secretly liked listening to everything he had to say all the time. So he let him go on for just a second longer to hear his voice before intrupting him.

"Italy?"

Oh God how Italy loved to hear Germany's voice. It sent shivers down his body.

"Ye-yes Doitsu?" Italy half way thought that he was going to say he was busy.

"I actually have nothing to do." Germany could feel his face getting warm, he was blushing a bit. But why? "I would really like to spend the day with you. It's kinda quite around here."

Italy started squeeling into the phone and jumping up and down holding the phone. He also started talking so fast that Germany was missing everything he was saying. At one point he even had to hold the phone away from his head to save his ear. When Italy finally calmed down enough to talk, Germany started to talk.

"What would you like to do today?"

"Ummmm well I just got up so I would like some Breakfast, or lunch. What time is it?"

Germany sighed, "It's one in the afternoon." Germany then did a face palm. How could someone sleep so long? "You said you wanted pasta right? So I will be over to your house soon so we can go to your favourite place."

"Ok Doitsu see you in a bit." Italy said happily. Italy put down the phone clapping and singing to himself. 'Serious time' he said to himself. 'I need to find an amazing outfit that Doitsu will love.'

Oh my Gosh, first chapter down. What do you think? Comments are always welcomed. I want to know what everyone wants. :) Thanks for reading 3