I was in a fluffy mood...I have no excuse.

Warning: I am a native English speaker with very little knowledge of French and Japanese, siblings who kinda sorta know German and Spanish, and access to the internet. If I ended up butchering your language or got something completly wrong then I'm sorry and if you point it out then I'll fix it.

Edit: Thanks to Albinokitten for the fix.


"Hey Germany," the blonde nation looked up from the papers he was reading and stared at the nation lying on the couch next to him.

"What, Italy?"

"How do you say ti amo in English?"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

He shrugged. "Just curious…"

"I love you." He responded quickly before turning back to his papers.

"What about French?"

Germany gave the other nation an apprehensive glance only to receive an innocently curious one in return. "Je t'aime."

"How about Spanish?"

"You would know that better than me…"

"Huh? Oh right, te amo." There was a pause before, "what about Japanese?"

"Aishiteru."

"How about Austrian?"

"Austrians speak German…"

"Then how about Hungarian?"

"Szeretlek te'ged."

"Greek?"

"S'ayapo."

"Bulgarian?"

"Does this even have a point?" The blue-eyed nation sighed, growing tired of the game.

"Maaaaybe…"

Germany sighed in defeat and chose to play along with whatever Italy was up to. "Obicham te."

"Russian?"

"Ya tyebya lyublyu."

"Swedish? Turkish? Chinese? What about Tagalog?"

"Jag älskar dig. Seni seviyorum. Wo ai ni.Did you just make that last one up?"

"No." He looked expectantly at the other nation. "Don't you know it?"

"…Mahal kita."

Italy grinned like a maniac. Germany turned back to the papers hoping that he was done.

"Germany…"

"What now?"

"What about German?"

He raised an eyebrow at the brunette. "Ich liebe dich."

Silence, then, "Your language is funny."

Germany blushed. "No one asked you." He quickly buried his face in the papers whose purpose had been completely forgotten at this point.

"I like Italian the best…" the blonde just grunted in agreement, not really caring. Italy took the opportunity to scoot across the couch until he was kneeling right next to the other nation. "Germany…"

"What do you want now?" he replied without even bothering to look up.

Italy threw his arms across the other nation's shoulders and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Ti amo."

Caught off guard, Germany blushed and coughed awkwardly as the brunette smiled at him. Eventually he made eye contact with him and felt his lips turn up into a smile too. Carefully the blonde leaned over and planted a kiss on the Italian's lips.

"Ich liebe dich auch, Italy."