Hello! This is my first Hetalia story but I am a long time fan! So the Euro 2012 is going on and right now Italy is facing Germany…I have no clue who to cheer for now. I tried to draw Italy and Germany playing soccer/football but that failed so now a plot bunny is eating away at my brain so that is why I am writing this. I have a headcanon that the nations play the sports only in competitions against other countries so America wouldn't play with the Red Soxs while they are facing the Yankees (just an example to make sure I am not confusing anyone. Enjoy!

Italy walked up to Germany's hotel a little nervous. They would be facing each other tomorrow in the Euro 2012 semifinals and Italy wanted to talk to Germany before the game. He knocked on the plain white door that just had a number to distinguish it from the rest in the hotel. He only had to wait a second before the door swung in and Germany was standing in the door way.

"Ciao Ludwig!" Italy said grinning happily, excited to see his friend.

"Hallo Feliciano," Germany said a small smile on his face. He opened the door more and gestured Italy inside. They walked in his room which was very big and luxurious and Italy made a beeline to the huge bed in the middle of the room. He plopped down onto it and made a happy noise that Germany thought sounded suspiciously like a vee~. Germany closed the door and walked over to the bed looking down at Italy.

"Feliciano isn't there a bed just like this in your room?" He asked a little exasperated at his small Italian friend.

"Si there is but this one smells like Ludwig!" Italy exclaimed grinning up at his German friend. Germany got a small blush on his face and cleared his throat and walked into the small kitchen that was a part of his room.

"Would you like something to drink?" He asked opening up his fridge.

"Sure vee~" Italy replied back still on Germany's bed. Germany grabbed two bottles of water and walked back into his bedroom. Italy was now sitting criss cross on the bed looking around the room. Germany handed him his water and sat next to him on the bed. They sat in silence just sipping their water for a couple of minutes. Finally Italy broke the silence by turning to Germany and saying,

"Ludwig I want to promise each other that tomorrow we play our best, ok?" Italy held his pinky out to Germany.

"Ja I will try my best," Germany agreed, wrapping his pinky around Italy's outstretched one. Italy had a giant smile on his face and almost tackled Germany in a hug.

"Thank you! I wanted to make sure this would be a good game and it wouldn't get in between us. I know I asked every game we face each other but Ludwig is my best friend and I love him!" Italy said really fast and unlocking Germany from the hug only too kiss both of his cheeks. Germany's face was turning bright red but Italy didn't noticed. He had hopped off the bed and grabbed the football that was in the corner with all of Germany's equipment.

"Vee~ Come on Ludwig lets practice a little before tomorrow!" Italy ran toward the door with the football under his arm and stood there grinning back at Germany from the doorway.

"Ja let's go," Germany agreed smiling. He followed the Italian out of the room and down the hallway listening to him chatter about his teammates and of course pasta.

Well that was pretty short. I just had to get it out before my brain became a breeding grown for plot bunnies. Right now it is around 65 minutes into the game and Italy has 2 goals why Germany has none. I might make another chapter when someone wins. I might even make one depending on who wins today and them going against Spain. But it depends if you guys want one! Bye don't forget to review!