AN:
I know, I know..I have to be working on other things..but...I started poking around on Youtube and started thinking..what if Germany and Holy Rome met? What would be said?
And so..this was born.

Enjoy.

This definitely wasn't what he'd expected when he'd gone out for a walk through an old meadow with Italy.

The excitable brunette had bounded off immediately, chasing butterflies, his nonno's old cloak flying behind him like a dress. It was entertaining to watch from a distance. Germany had decided to sit down on the side of a hill and wait on Italy to be done playing.

It was there that a small youth found him, icy eyes an exact copy of his own, but much older, much wiser.

The male's blue eyes followed Italy's form as the brunette chased after a bunny. He'd figured out before he fell that Italy was a boy. But that didn't stop him from loving the Italian.

"You're Germany,"

Germany raised an eyebrow. No question. He examined the other male and half smiled. "You're what's left of Holy Rome."

Holy Rome tilted his head. "No."he said. "You're what's left, I'm only a spirit of what used to be."

Germany was quiet for a while. His eyes had gone back to Italy when the cheerful brunette had collapsed on the ground in laughter, playing with the flowers around him.

Holy Rome was watching this as well and spoke. "He's not as weak as you think. He'd do anything to protect those who he's close to. Even if it killed him."he said quietly. "I have a request to ask of you."

Germany glanced at him sideways before he nodded for him to go ahead, eyes returning to Italy's slender form.

"Take care of him. Italy...he's an amazing person, sees the best in those that can't see it in themselves. People will take advantage of that. Don't let others hurt him if you can at all help it. And...tell him...tell him I'm sorry."

With that, Holy Rome was gone. Italy turned back to look right then to see Germany looking much more sullen than before. He frowned, moving to kneel in front of the German. "Come play."he said, tugging on one of his hands.

Germany gave a faint smile and nodded. "Yeah, alright."he said, getting up and allowing Italy to pull him along.

Even with the odd meeting, he did keep his word. And he dealt with a crying Italy as well. But, he wasn't going to let Italy go at it alone. Not if he could help it.

This can be continued if you wish..just let me know.