HELLOOO~~ This was written due to Hot Cocoa by the Von Trapp Children. (You know the Von Trapp Children from the sound of music 3 ) If you haven't heard this song then you should. : D
Hot Cup of Cocoa~
-Germany&Italy~
Snow was fluttering, falling softly to the ground. Germany was following Italy's footsteps in the frozen world. Shivering he wrapped his scarf more closely around his neck. Having forgotten to grab his mittens, he blew on his hands to keep them warm.
Not ten minutes ago did the first snowflake fall. Germany was occupied with war plans and did not see Italy flee outside. Unfortunately not shortly after the first snowflake, the storm had become a blizzard. Germany soon realized that Italy had run out there without a jacket or anything to keep himself arm.
"That idiot! He's sure to get himself killed." Germany mumbles trying in his best attempt to keep his hands warm. He took a deep breath, now was not the time to talk about the death of his closest… friend. That is what he was right?
He pauses for a moment. Italy was only his friend… just a really close friend… As if in a memory, two words crept into his mind. "Doitsu Germany!" Those words, he had always run towards those words…. Why? Italy is an undeniable idiot. Always getting himself in trouble. Whenever he heard that cute obnoxious voice he always rushed to Italy's aide.
"No time." Germany replied to his mind, now rushing down the path of Italy's footsteps. The snow falling faster then thought was possible and the wind aiding is the snow. Soon the tracks would be lost.
"Doitsu…..germany…..Doitsu…" The pleas for help could be heard, without hesitation Germany shot toward the voice. When he finally reaches the voice, he sees Italy's hand sticking out of a pile of snow. "…Doistu…" His voice fading.
"You really are a handful." Germany grabs the hand and pulls Italy out of the snow. He gazes at Italy, who's colors are changing to purple and blue. "Again, you don't grab coat." Germany lifted Italy into his arms carrying him Bridal style.
"Germany…. Ti amo." Gazing up at Germany's face, Italy fainted in his arms.
"….." Germany became silent. Love, he loves me? How is that… but…. I can't… Then a sudden realization hit him in the head. He has always been there when Italy needed him. He always took care of Italy, always telling him to put on warm clothes and to sleep with clothes on to escape illness. That cold last week he had not left Italy's side at all.
"Ich Liebe Dich." He kisses Italy on the forehead. Germany, ignoring the blizzard and the cold that was slapping him in the face, removed his coat and wraps Italy in it like a blanket. With Italy in his arms, he ran in the direction that he remembered home was.
OOOOOOOO
Slowly Itay's eyes open; he notices that covering him is something familiar and green. He felt warm. That hand that had pulled him out had been Germany indeed. He could hardly believe it. He thought he was dreaming once again when Germany had come to save him again.
"Germany." Italy calls out weakly. Germany walks out of the kitchen holding two steaming cups of hot cocoa. "..You came."
"Yes, Italy." Germany scowls, holding a cup of hot cocoa to Italy. "Ich Liebe Dich." He smiles as Italy takes the hot cocoa.
Italy's face turns red. Germany was smiling at him. GERMANY WAS SMILING! He could hardly believe it.
"Italy please wear your coat next time." Germany took a sip of his hot cocoa. So did Italy.
"Thank you, Doitsu." Italy smiles back.
Doitsu- means German, so He's just sying Germany twice. : D
Ti amo- I love you
Ich Liebe Dich- I love you.
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