So here it is, "I do not own Hetalia or Pasta." There, Lawyers happy?
"America!" Italy exclaims as Canada walks in the kitchen with an upset air around him.
"I'm Canada!"
"Oops. Sorry Canada. You two are just so confusing sometimes."
Italy says in the kitchen with all his cooking supplies all ready to go. Canada looks up to Italy confused.
"What are you planning on making Italy?" That was a dumb question because he knew that the answer would be...
"Paa-ss-taah!"
"I've never actually tasted pasta before." Italy gasps in shock at this frightful news and he knew that he had to fix this situation quick.
"You haven't! Well I must have you make some and then eat it!"
"But Italy!" Canada didn't have time to make pasta. He had much more important things to do but one look at Italy's smiling face and any fight turned to ash. "Oh all right." Italy let out a small yeah and without another word Canada was dragged into a chefs hat and was handed a bucket of water. Now Canada.. let's just say... can't cook.
"What do I do with this bucket of water?" Italy was more than happy to show Canada and so Italy put his arms ove Canada's and guided them to the boiler. All the while, Canada is blushing like wild thanks to the close conatct of their skin.
"What's the matter Canada? Are you sick? You're looking very red." Canada had to come up with an excuse and fast.
"It's just really hot in here." And with Italy being Italy, Italy excepted that excuse without a second thought and continued giving Canada a step by step instruction on how to make pasta.
"..And lastly, we put the noodles in the boiler and wait."
"That's it?"
"It's very simple but it's the best taste in the world."
'I bet that the best taste in the world is your mouth.' Wait Canada says in his mind. 'Why would I ever think that?'
But with Italy's lips just moving and moving, making it harder and harder for Canada to concentrate. Italy has been rambling for a while when he trips over a loose noodle and lands face down on Canada with their lips touching. Canada's eyes pop wide open while Italy's slowly close.
"I take that earlier statement back. Your mouth is the best taste in the world Canada." Italy whispers in content as he just lets himself slowly sink into the kiss.