I was delted idk why so her are my Fan fics

I do not own hetalia

"Germany?" Italy asked.

"Ugh what is it, Italy?" said the German as he sat across form the Italian.

They had been playing poker and for some unknown reason, Italy was winning.

"I am hungry, Germany."

"Than go get some food, you know where my kitchen is."

"Ok, thank you, Germany." Said the happy Italian as he skipped off to the kitchen. Italy decided on making a sandwich. So he got out some bread, mayo, mustard, ham, and pickles.

He was about to head back to the living room to join Ludwig. Just than, he heard an unmistakeable voice.

"Feliciano, were you off too so fast?" The small Italian looked back only to see a smirking Gilbert behind him.

"Oh hi, Gilbert, I was going back to play some more cards with Ludwig."

"Cards with West, how boring. How about you and me have some real fun hmmm what do you say, Feli?"

"What do you mean?" asked Italy, vary confused by what the albino had said.

"You know what I mean, Feli." Said Gilbert as he moved closer and closer to Italy, backing him into the kitchen counter.

"G-Gilbert, please don't do this," said Italy, turning his face away.

"Do what, Feli?" He said putting his hand on the side of Italy's face focusing him to looks at the older man. He snaked his other hand down to start working on his belt.

"N-no please don't," pleaded the Italian with tears building up in his eyes.

Prussia pulled the Italian into a kiss and held the back of his head so he could not break free.

Just as Prussia got Italy's pants undone Germany walked.

"Italy, are you planning on coming back or ar-."

Germany stopped mid sentence when he saw what his brother was doing to his Italy.

Germany grabbed Prussia's arm and pushed him up against the wall.

"What the hell do you think you're doing to my Italy, bruder?" Germany asked his brother as Italy sank to the floor.

"Oh you're Italy? When did he become yours, you're not even going out. So why can't I have some fun, he is unattached." Said Prussia smirking

"J-Just leave him alone bruder. you hear me!"

"Ja."

"G-Germany, it's ok I am fine," said the Italian, a little scared due to Germany's tone.

"I-Italy, you're shaking." Germany softened his tone and made his way over to comfort the younger man. Italy got scared and moved away.

"Oh, Italy." Germany than turned back to Prussia and gave him a dangerous look. "I swear to gott, Gilbert if you did anything to traumatize him…"

"Relax bruder, he'll be fine. He just needs to clam down."

"Gilbert, go back down to your basement now!" the older man just smirked and walked away.

Ludwig walked over to Italy, picked him up and carried him up stairs. Italy was still very afraid so he wiggled and cried in Germany's arms asking him to please let go and put him down.

Germany felt bad but he could not let the little Italian down, he knew this. He got to their bed and he set the Italian down. Italy was still crying, Ludwig sang him a soft German lullaby while stroking his hair. After a while he clamed down and even stopped shaking.

"Italy, please look at me." When Italy heard that he froze up but when didn't feel a hand forcing him to look he slowly turned his head to look at the German.

"Oh Italy, I am truly sorry for what my brother did to you. I-"

He was cut off by Italy jumping into his arms.

"Germany!" he cried "I was so scared!" Germany hugged Italy.

"It's ok, Italy, now get some pj's and get some sleep ok."

Italy nodded, Germany walked out and Italy pulled on some pj pants and thought the t-shirt he was wearing was good for now. He sat cross legged on the bed and thought what Gilbert had done was unwanted but Italy did he …like it?

Italy shook his head, no he didn't. it was bad and horrible and sexy? Italy looked down and saw he was aroused by thinking about what Germany's brother had done. He blushed and covered it up with his hands even though there was no one there to see.

Did Italy like Prussia? No. He was in love with Germany; it was just something new so it was arousing for him. Maybe he'll ask Germany to try something like that and thinking about that got him even harder but he was really sleepily. So he did what Germany had said and went to sleep. As he drifted off, he didn't even hear a sneaky albino boy come into the room.