Hello all! Near the end of the school year I was introduced to the wonder that is Hetalia, and I finally finished watching it a couple weeks ago. This is where the name of this drabble set comes from, as I am basically jumping on the Hetalia bandwagon x3 Anywho, my OTPs and other pairings I like can be found in my profile, as I am taking requests for this drabble set. So enjoy! ^_^

Shooting Range

Pairing: GerIta

Rating: K+

"Veee," Italy whined as he barely grazed the cardboard cutout target that currently looked like France. Shooting was so hard! Why couldn't Germany just leave him to his white flags? After all, that and art were what he did best.

The brunette's arms wobbled slightly, still suffering from the recoil of the handgun.

Really, if I can barely handle this, how am I ever going to get the hang of this? Veneziano thought despondently. Germany's got a great military and Japan has his navy; even my fratello is better at fighting than me - he at least knows how to use a gun properly.

Thinking of his brother brought up an argument they'd had recently. It was, as usual, on the subject of the younger Italy brother's choice of company. Romano had had some especially choice words for Germany and his opinion on the man who was 'corrupting' his innocent little brother.

Veneziano's grip on his gun tightened as an uncharacteristic surge of annoyance ran through him. It was his life, and even if together he and his brother made up one country, he could do whatever the hell he liked!

Four quick shots emptied the rest of the clip into the target. Two of the bullets had missed, embedding themselves to the wall on the right side of the target. One hit the cardboard France in his left arm and the last bullet buried itself in the blonde's chest. It wasn't in any of Germany's designated 'kill zones' (outlined in red permanent marker), but far better than Veneziano had managed any time before. He sighed as he let his gun-wielding arm fall to his side.

"Italy?"

The sudden voice made the brunette jump, and a very unmanly squeak escaped him. He laughed as he saw who it was. "Hey Germany, is it lunch time yet?"

"Nearly. You're getting better," the blonde commented as he observed the target set up.

"Veeee," Veneziano whined as his previous bad mood slipped away.

"One of the main problems you're having is your stance," Germany observed. Italy turned questioningly only to find the taller man had moved into his personal space, his chest pressed flat against the Italian's back.

Veneziano nodded, not trusting his voice at the moment as his heart pounded against his chest at the other man's closeness.

"Your feet are too close together and your arms aren't level enough," Germany lectured as he nudged the Italian's left leg farther from its counterpart and straightened his arms out so there was barely a bend at the elbow. "Unless you're aiming for a headshot, always aim just a little higher than you think necessary in order to compensate for trajectory."

"Ahh, Germany," Veneziano stuttered slightly as the blonde man moved his hands so that they were gripping the gun along with Italy's. "My clip's empty."

"Oh," the German commented. He craned his head to get a look at the box where he'd put ammo earlier. It was empty. "How long have you been at this?"

"I think an hour or so," the brunette replied.

"I guess it's time for lunch then," Germany reasoned. He let go of Veneziano's arms and moved away, stopping when the younger man didn't almost immediately follow. "Italy?"

"Ah, yes, lunch!" Italy shook himself out of his stupor, laying his gun down in the empty ammo box before running after Germany. "Vee, Germany, can I make pasta? Maybe some garlic bread too?" The blonde man nodded and blushed slightly as the brunette latched onto his arm with a content "Veeee~".

So there's my first published Hetalia fanfic! ^_^ Also, ignore all the stuff about the guns, or feel free to correct me. I know pretty much nothing about guns save what a friend of mine has told me while we were working on a DCMK/SG-1 collaboration. Which reminds me, I have a hell of a lot of stories to work on...

Reviews are luv!

EDIT: Oh my God, I found the most epic GerIta picture and it immediately reminded me of my drabble! If anyone can link me to the original artist, I will give you cookies! Real ones! If you live in Minnesota that is. Otherwise, you're stuck with giving me a request ^^;

link: http: /24 . media . tumblr . com / tumblr_lnku6nEDGT1qdvanno1_500 . jpg (remove spaces)