Chapter One…

It was a morning like any other. Ludwig walked to the bathroom sluggishly and turned on the water for to fill the tub. Stripping off his clothing, he stepped inside and slowly slid down into the tub. He tilted his head back and right when he was about to close his eyes a loud knock came from the front door. Ludwig ignored it the first time and the second time, but the knocks became more angry and loud.

"Mein Gott," the German grunted to himself. He steps out of the bath and wraps a towel around his waist, not bothering to dry his body. Grunting and mumbling rude things to the door, he finally opened it and a small Italian man stood in front of him holding a basket filled with an unbelievable amount of pasta and wine with some pastries on the side. Ludwig's eyes nearly fell out because of the extreme embarrassment.

"Er," he hid behind the door, "what do you want?"

The Italian man smiled warmly and stepped inside of Ludwig's house, "I just wanted to give you a welcome gift! Wow! Your house is so nice and clean, unlike mine. Ve, big brother leaves a mess all the time. Oh!" The Italian turned around and shook the German's hand. "I'm Feliciano, but you could call me Feli."

"I'm Ludwig."

"So you're the German!" Feliciano laughed, "Everyone has been talking about you. In a good way though! Ve… Not big brother. Even though Antonio tries-"

Ludwig cuts him off, "I'm sorry to be rude, but could you please leave? I was in the middle of something."

"Of course!" Christus, Is he always like this? Feliciano set the basket down and walked to the door, "Ciao Ludwig!" Ludwig was about to close the door, but Feliciano stopped the door. "Since I'm you neighbor, you should come over. We'll cook for you too! Grandpa Roma è una cuoca fantastica! Ve, ciao! See you soon!" Then he walked out.

Ludwig groaned all the way to the bathroom and decided to drain the tub and took a shower instead. Once he was done, Ludwig dried his body and put his clothes on then headed to Feliciano's house.

Hello everybody! This is my first GerIta fanfiction and I hope you enjoy this chapter and the ones to come. I may have difficulty with my German because I'm just learning it. Anyways, I'll do the translations here at the bottom as well. :D Happy reading!

è una cuoca fantastica: Is a fantastic cook.

Christus: Christ. (Sorry if you don't like the use a vulgar language... Even though that's not vulgar.)

Mein Gott: My God.

-La signorina Lani 3