So, hallo leute- I am NOT even close to like fully understanding elementary German- so if I mess up please forgive me- but I'm at least not using google translate and have actually been trying to learn it for a year. I DO NOT own Hetalia, I don't even know my idea for the plot yet so just go with it, Germano isn't one of my big ships but I'm vibing with it lately and I don't see many well non-smut Germano fics. Also I really like the idea of Romano being ftm because I myself am ftm and yeah- Lovino got me through some tough times and I relate to him. I might be starting another fic since I got a request and I'm waiting for the info. Forgive my English mistakes as well because I went to sleep at 1am last night and woke up at 6:30 this morning (it's 10:27 am rn) and I got coffee took my meds, got a quick shower and wrote this and I'm still not awake AND rambling like anyone actually reads this... Anyway- hope you enjoy and I will try and Update July Pain soon.

I've been thinking about another RusAme fic but today I'm in more of an Ameripan mood- Also my bipolar II has my mood all over the place which sucks for my school work- But good news for you guys because it means I have tons of inspiration and creativity.

The German/Deutsch I didn't translate next to what it was saying in parenthesis- is meant to be that way, it's simple enough if you google translate it you'll know what I said, but the point is he wasn't confident saying what he was in a language he was comfortable with and used to. (I don't condone using google translate for things that are more complicated than what a kid who just started using words can say though- because while it's getting better- it isn't at all reliable.

Now that I've written a really long author's note enjoy this first chapter.

So lets be honest here- I don't know what the fuck happened. One minute I was hanging out with Tomato Bastard and his idiota friends- And the next I was on the floor barely able to breathe. I woke up in the hospital, my binder long gone,

"What happened?" I asked, my eyes closed not knowing whether I was alone or not.

My question was answered by the cold hand on my head and the cooing of my younger brother, "Lovi? Are you okay? What happened?!"

I was his elder by two years, and by nation standards I might as well be his twin after all- to us nations 2 years might as well be two seconds.

I go to answer holding back a wince when I take a deep breath, my eyes slowly opening, "I was with Spain and his idiota boyfriend the Frenchie and that Sr. Potato, we were on a walk and I fell over cause I couldn't breathe and then I woke up here."

Feliciano, the poor bastard had dark circles around his eyes, "Fratello! You couldn't breathe because you didn't take the breaks you needed, your ribs were crushed, not damaged but enough loss of oxygen to make you pass out."

I rolled my eyes, "Well I was out with them what was I supposed to do? Slip into a bathroom and come out with boobs? They don't know because they don't need to." I defended myself.

My northern brother frowned furthur, "Fratello, I just want you to be safe. Do you know how scared I was? What if you were having a bad reaction to your last dose? Did you bring your packer? What if you'd had to pee and they didn't have an open stall?"

I sigh, "Fratellino, I'm really glad you care but don't you think I've thought this stuff over? I mean I have to go through it everyday. Anyway, I'll have a talk with Tomato Bastard, I've wanted to spend more time at home anyway, I'm surprised him and Francis haven't fucked in front of me considering their constant tension. I'll be fine."

My brother smiles- and I know I'm fucked, because it's not one of his normal too happy smiles that I know is fake, it's a goddamned genuine smile, small and breathtaking, which is how I know I won't be happy with what is about to happen.

Before he gets a word out, "What the fuck did you do?"

The smile grows, I see him holding a suitcase- my suitcase. Fuck.

"Well, you see, I got Toni to give me all your stuff, because Ludwig and Prussia and I want you to move in with us at Germany's. They were really worried and you know I can't trust you around France- on a normal basis especially if he finds out your- circumstances. Not that there's anything wrong with them! But you know Francis, he would probably make you feel awful about everything. Then there's also the fact that Germany and Gilbert wanted to help take care of you as much as I did since your ribs need time to heal." He rambled and I sighed,

"I'm not getting out of this am I?" He shook his head. Well fuck.

When we get to Germany's- well I guess our house, I take a look around. It's nice, though of course I'd never admit that out loud, it looks like something you'd expect to see on a small farm or at a ski resort. It's a small, though not overly so house, with a 'Pennsylvania Dutch' feel, as the Pennsylvanians aren't Dutch- they were germans and said 'Deutsch' but were misheard and it stook. Tan main walls with chocolate trim over it, making the outside of the home look cozy, though not indulgent.

As we walk inside the house I remember, "Aren't there only two rooms here? I'm not sleeping with Bird bastard!"

Feliciano smiles, a normal one this time, "No, you aren't- I figured you'd sleep with Germany, since he always makes me feel safe. He's very wary about being overly touchy so you don't have to worry, and he's really good with sickness and injuries."

I blush- thinking of being so close to and taken care of by the man I'm always so rude to.

"Why would he want to help me though?" I ask confused.

Before Vene can answer, a deep voice speaks up making us look up, "Because it's the right thing to do, besides, I know you only treat me the way you do because you're concerned about your brother. Also Prussia has been looking for an excuse to talk pranks on other nations with Feli and this was a good opportunity." My breath has stopped at hearing the most I think I've ever heard the German man say. He doesn't speak much in more formal situations, but in personal- especially embarrassing ones, he can be quite the chatterbox.

I huff, putting on my persona once more, "Well- if you think I'm going to say thank you, I wouldn't hold your breath." He smiles at me.

"Come on, I'll show you where your zeuge (stuff) goes." I follow him, through the cozy living room, down a hall, and come into a room with a modest queen size bed, with nice looking though not feminine looking sheets that are black and blue striped horizontally, and the blue matches his eyes.

He opens the closet, and a few empty dresser drawers for me to put my stuff in and sits on the bed watching me unpack. I hope he doesn't notice how tense I am with him watching me, I'm wondering if he can see my hips even though I wore a loose shirt over my binder and a shaper made to make my torso look more masculine.

I hold back a flinch when I hear him start to ask me something, "If you don't want to talk about it I understand, but are you okay? Was (what) happened?"

I internally debate whether I should come out to him or not, after all- to all the nations except Vene I'm stealth, even Antonio doesn't know, and that dumbass raised me. I think about Germany's laws (we do have influence on our less crazy political leaders after all) I remember he's very liberal himself, and his country is very accepting, I don't know much German but Feli taught me as much as he remembered, I hope I say this right but I don't think I can explain in English…

I turn to face him, I look him in the eye and say, "Ich- ich bin ein transmann."

He quirks an eyebrow, "Und? So was?"

I blink, out of all the things I expected and prepared myself for- this was not it, my eyes widen and my jaw drops, "Was it obvious? Did Feli tell you? Why are you so nonchalant?"

While I rambled I thought about how it was the perfect reaction, the kind you want, not making a big deal of it but that isn't how things work in this world. Before I freak out more he grabs my hand bringing me to the present.

He smiles, "Nein, Ich kenne nicht. The thing is, it's not a big deal. You're still the man I knew you were when I met you… What does that have to do with you being injured?"

I start laughing, really loudly- my brother walks in and looks concerned. He turns to Ludwig, "What happened?"

Germany is frowning in confusion, "Sorry, that was probably not easy, not knowing how I was going to react, but you're Lovino, it's still you." With that said he turns to Feli, "He told me he was trans, I might've surprised him with my reaction- I don't want to speak for him though."

My jaw should be on the floor, I whisper, "Who would've thought potato bastard- I mean Ludwig…" I smile at him, "Thank you, I'm stealth with the other countries though- don't want it to be a big deal and to answer your question, my ribs were hurt from wearing my binder too long, and now my lungs, ribs and sides have to heal."

He frowns, "I'm sorry, I can't imagine, it must be awful to deal with- but please try to be safer. You and Feli are really important- as countries and as yourselves, don't take that away from us."

My eyes widen, I laugh, "I'm starting to understand how psychology was formed in your country."

Feli laughs now, "Ve, I know- Lud has always been almost as philosophical as we have." He turns and leaves the room with a, "Get along you two."

I frown, "I have to go get a shower, and I won't be able to wear my binder afterward- can I borrow a sweatshirt to cover up for dinner with, usually I take one from Toni saying I'm cold."

He nods, getting up and grabbing a thick, but soft sweatshirt with the words Universität München and the letters LMU underneath. It's forest green, and smells like cumin, cedar, amber, and quite surprisingly apples and sweet bread. I try not to blush as I think about how nice the scent is and hurry to push Germany out of the room.

"Anyway, tell Feli I'll be down for dinner, I'll find the bathroom myself."

As he walks out the door I sigh, "I have a bad feeling about this."

Leave a comment if you have any feedback- or just to let me know what you think! It always makes my day just to see someone looked at my story, even if they didn't leave anything. But I like knowing how I did too so... I have no idea how long this will be or anything really- we'll probably figure it out together.

Chao- Obsessed