Author's Note- Sorry if this story is really bad. This is my first fic and I'm kind of bad at writing. Seriously, ask any English teacher I've ever had. If you could please R&R. Please don't be mean and just tell me how I can improve my writing. Now to this very horrible story that probably shouldn't have ever been published in the first place. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. This has some yaoi. BoyxBoy. Nothing hardcore, but if this bothers you, turn back now.*

"Um... Italy, why are you always staring at me."

Oh crap, thought Italy. He had been caught staring at Germany, AGAIN. This had been happening a lot lately. There was something about the large man the captured his attention. Was it his hair? His eyes? The little Italian wasn't quite sure.

"ITALY!"

"Yes Germany?"

"In case you didn't notice, I asked why are you always staring at me. I've noticed that you've been doing that more than usual."

"Oh, sorry Germany." Italy looked done at his feet. He had a cute blush spreading on his cheeks.

The German's face softened at the sight of the blush. Why did he have to always look so cute, thought Germany. "Is there something wrong, Italy?", Germany asked.

"Oh, nothing wrong. Everything's fine. I'm completely fine. Why, does it look like something's wrong with me?", said Italy nervously.

"Well, I just thought something was wrong because you've been blanking out constantly. And you are acting very nervous."

Oh Germany, why can't you see that I love you, thought the sweet Italian. "Well there has been something that has been bothering me."

"What is it? I bet I could help you wi-"

Germany was quickly cut off by a soft, warm pair of lips pressed against his. I can't believe it. This is a dream come true. Germany kissed back harshly. He grabbed Italy around the waist and picked him up. He then carried him off into the bedroom and threw him on the bed. Germany closed and locked the door. Nothing could be heard expect occasionally a soft moan of pleasure.

More AN-* I'm going to let you imagine what was going on behind that door. Don't forget to again, sorry if this is really bad and has some spelling and grammar errors. My computer is stupid and doesn't have spell check.*