At a stream a blond with shoulder length hair was washing up. They did not have their tunic on or their boots, those were sitting farther away from the stream next to a shady tree. They scoop up water in their hands and rubbed it on their face. The water dripped down from their nose slowly. They heard a whistle and a piece of cloth was draped on to them.
"What is a pretty girl like you doing without a shirt?" They turned around to see a young man with messy brunet hair. The blond could not understand what they just said.
"What?"
"Eh? What?"
The blond was happy for a moment before noticing that the brunet had his head tilt in confusion.
"Uh..."
"I am sorry about sneaking up on you! I normally don't do that to girls!" The blond stared at the brunet.
"You can't understand me can you?" The blond continued to stare, "You aren't Roman?"
The brunet smiled very wide. The blonde's lips trembled into a make-shift smile.
"Your smile is beautiful!" The blond tilt their head.
"Beautiful," The brunet pointed at his mouth.
"B-bea-beautiful?" The blond asked the brunet.
"Yeah! Your smile is very beautiful! I like it a lot-" The blond raise their hand to stop the man from talking.
"I do not understand you! I am sorry!"
"What?" The brunet tilts his head. The blond removed the cloth and handed it back to the brunet.
"Woah, woah, woah! Put that back on! I have never met a girl to do that. You are one strange girl!" The brunet shoved the cloth back to the blond.
"Girl?"
"Yeah, girl as in a girl, women, that is what you are. I am a boy, a man."
"Boy?"
The brunet nod, thinking that the blond could understand him, "You know boy!" The brunet started to show off his small muscles. He stopped when he noticed that the blond was more confuse. He sighed and picked up a stick and started to draw in the dirt.
"What are you doing?"
The brunet had finished drawing a picture that looked like a girl.
"Girl," The brunet pointed at the picture and he begins to start a second picture.
"Girl?" The blond asked. The brunet looked up and nod.
"Boy," The brunet finished his second picture and this time it was a boy.
"Boy?" The blond asked. The brunet and nod and pointed at himself.
"Girl," The brunet pointed at the blond and then at the picture of the girl.
The blond paled, "You think I am a girl? A girl?"
The brunet nod, "You are a very beautiful girl!"
"I am a guy, a boy! A BOY!" Now it was the brunette's turn to pale.
"You are a boy? But your hair! A boy!"
"Boy," The blond nod. The brunet seemed to be calm now but looked back to the area he had come from.
"ROME! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"OVER HERE! I FOUND A STEAM AND A PERSON!"
It was some time before the blond saw another person, in armor. He started to look for something that would be used a weapon.
"Where is your armor?"
"I took it off and put it...in my tent?" The brunet shrugged sheepishly.
"Who is this?" the man in the armor pointed at the blond.
"A boy," The brunet replied.
"I can see that! Only an idiot would mistake him for a girl. I guess you would have. What is his name Rome?"
"I do not know."
"Ask him! See if he knows Latin!"
"He doesn't."
"Ask! Do gestures! Get him to tell us where we are!"
The brunet turned to the blond to give him his attention, "What is your name? Name?" He picked the stick back up and wrote letters in the dirt this time, "Name and where are we?"
The blond understood what the brunet wanted, "You are in my land, my territory. My name is Germania."
A/N: No this is not the story that I needed a name for Germania. That's something else. This popped in my head last night…I think I saw a picture/comic on DA called Restraining Order. I do know where this is going! Do not worry! Please Review! Please!