A Cute Coincidence

I OWN NOTHING! This is mpreg so if you don't like...leave! Hetalia yaoi and mpreg!

Italy was up and ready to have another pasta filled day. He went to go make some pasta for breakfast but he felt sick all of a sudden and he ran for the washroom. "Good morning, Italia..." Germany said and looked beside him for his lover but he wasn't there. He went out of the room and rubbed his eyes. He saw Italy running towards him. He didn't get what Italy was doing. He just spread his arms open like he was going to hug Italy. "I love you too Italy..." Germany smiled and waited for a hug back but Italy ran past him and retched in the toilet. Germany just stood there with eyes closed and arms open. Prussia came in and he was very drunk at the moment. He walked up to Germany, who was still in his weird position. Prussia just stared at his brother. He didn't know what Germany wanted but he knew he wanted a hug so Prussia hugged his brother. Italy came out and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked at Germany and Prussia. "Is he gonna stay like this?" Prussia drunkly pointed at Germany. Italy poked Germany's shoulder. Germany snapped out of it and looked down at his brother. He turned red as pepper. "W-what are you doing here, brother!" Germany yelled as he attained his composure. Prussia snickered and went off to the guest room. Germany shrugged it off and looked at Italy. "I thought you wanted a hug?" Germany asked, looking at Italy with a confused look on his face. "I was running to the washroom, Germany. I got sick suddenly and went to barf a bit, Ve~" Italy smiled and went off to make some pasta. Germany shook his head and went to his lover. He wrapped his arms around Italy and sighed. "You have been sick for the past two weeks...We should call a doctor..." Germany said. Italy froze for a moment. Germany looked at Italy. "NOTHING BUT THE DOCTOR! I'M SCRAED OF DOCTORS! PLEASE GERMANY!" Italy cried and hugged his boyfriend. Germany sighed and did the unthinkable.

"Prussia, I need help."

"Why do you want me to help?"

"You know almost everyone! You know every fresh news so you must know anyone who has this problem!"

"I have no idea..."

"...Fine."

"Wait."

"..."

"I know someone who told me about this problem...He told me this 3 months ago..."

"Who is it?"

"Who else would it be? The one who wouldn't stop talking even for a second."

"...Why do we have to go there? Last time we went there, we almost got killed..."

"Just do it if you want an answer!"

"Fine."

Italy was sitting in the car, all excited to where Germany was taking him to. He giggled in the passenger's seat. Germany smiled for Italy looked so cute all happy like this. He finally stopped by the drive way. "Were here, Italia..." Germany sighed and unbuckled his seat belt. Italy stared at the hose that owned the drive way. "Why do we have to visit...them? I don't want to almost get killed again!" Italy cried but Germany just sighed and hugged the country and said everything is going to be alright. They walked up to the door and pushed the door bell. And all of this was heard from inside,

"Get the door."

"Why should I get the door!"

"You're closer to it!"

"I am the one who can't really stand much!"

"YOU BLOODY GIT! YOU CAN JUST STAND AND GET THE DOOR!"

"I can't! I am not allowed to!"

"Okay...And why is that!"

"...Cuz I'm hungry..."

"OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"

Someone finally opened the door. England. "What is it you freaking people want! Hurry so I can get Alfred a burger!" England yelled and crossed his arms. Germany sighed and explained. "So...Prussia told you..." England sighed. "He did but not exactly what...What is it, England?" Germany asked his enemy. "Well, it's this..." England said and opened the door wider to show America sitting on the couch and playing video games. Italy and Germany stared at America and looked at England. "WHAT! You can't freaking tell!" England yelled at the two. "Aw c'mon, Brit! No need to yell at them..." The American said and stood up. He had a hard time, Germany could tell. America faced the two with a cute smiling face and a huge belly. "Yo,guys~" America smiled and walked up to the three. Germany and Italy just stared at America's huge swell in interest. America had a small frown on his face. "Guys...I said hi. No need to stare at the babies now...They will get scared~" America laughed and put a hand on his belly. Germany and Italy looked up at the American. "Hi, America...We need to know things..." Germany coughed. America smiled brightly. America looked much happier and less serious. He wasn't serious from the star anyways...right? "Well, sure~ You may stay as long as you want~" America smiled and let the two in. England shot a glare at America and America kissed England's cheek. "Love you too~" America smiled and walked to the couch and sat himself down. Italy sat beside America and smiled at him. America smiled back. "Can I touch?" Italy asked. America smiled. "Sure~ Why not?" America said and exposed his belly to Italy. Italy gently placed a hand on the American's belly and his eyes shot amazement and joy. He rubbed the smooth flesh gently and surely. America liked being rubbed like that. Italy felt a kick against his palm. "Ve~ The bambino kicked!" Italy smiled and another kick touched his hand. This kick seemed strangely different from the other one. "I am just on the fourth month and it is suppose to kick on the fifth but it seems they are really playful~" America smiled. Italy nodded and another kick touched his palm. "Why do the kicks feel different from each other,Ve?" Italy asked as he looked up at the American. "You too? Wow! You had the same feeling as England! He said we might have triplets and I just said it was his imagination but he said I was getting pretty big too soon..." America explained and looked at England who just finished America's burger. Italy removed his hand from the swell and smiled. America put his shirt down and began eating the burger. Ketchup and mustard was splattered all over his face and shirt. England sat down and looked at Germany. "England..." Germany said with his head hung low.

"Yes?"

"I...I think Italy is pregnant..."