SECOND JOB
I do not own Hetalia or any of the Characters thereof.
KEY
(y/n)= your name, (h/c)-(h/l)=hair color-hair length, (e/c)=eye color.
Germany and Italy were sitting on Germany's couch...just sitting their. Italy lay his head on Germany's shoulder and was soon asleep. Germany finished his book, and smiled down at the sleeping nation. He didn't want to move but soon he had to go to his second job.
He shook Italy gently, trying to wake him. One eye cracked open and he looked at Germany through the little slit.
"Mmm….Doitsu…"
"Get up Italy. I have to go to Vork."
"Hm," he popped up at once, hyper as ever. "Ohhh. Where-a do you work?"
"I.. um… I'd rather you not know."
"B-but, Doitsu…" Tears filled the small mans eyes. "Please?" One tear slowly fell down his cheek.
"Fine! Come on." Germany stood, pulling the younger man up with him. "But zhis job I'm Ludwig. Zhats it. Und you have to use Feliciano…. Except around my boss, she knows about us."
"Ve~ OK, Germany."
"Ohhh! This-a place is… This is your-a job?"
"Ja, now be quite."
Germany pulled Italy through the door. A plain black door. Italy looked around in awe. There were stages and poles, some stages had cages around them.
"Doitsu… This is a strip club?"
"Ja."
"W-what do you do?" Germany smirked at Italy as if it should be obvious. Then he pulled him into another room.
"Germany!" A voice yelled. "You're the first one here… like always."
A short girl with (h/c),(h/l) hair, and (e/c) eyes came running up to hug Germany.
"Ja, ja…(y/n) this is Feliciano Vargas or Italy."
"Oh, Yay!" She hugged Italy. "Germany talks about you all the time."
"Ve~ Really?" Italy looked at Germany who was blushing.
"I'm going to get ready now."
"OK, Germany," Italy and (y/n) said at the same time. As soon as Germany was out of sight (y/n) grabbed him and drug him out to a stage. By now the club was filling up and people were going in to the back room. You assumed that they were the strippers who worked here.
"You're gonna like this." She led him to a table at the front that said- RESERVED- VIP. "Stay here…. If anyone goes to sit with you say 'That's boss's chair and I'm her guest today." With that she was off. Italy ordered a glass of wine. The waiter was in an apron and… nothing else. About ten minutes later (y/n) stepped up on the stage.
"And now, because you all love them…. and who wouldnt love two sexy Germanys after all….. Anyways here they are your personal favorites, LUDWIG AND GILBERT! Our own Nazi soldiers!"
She stepped off the stage and sat next to Italy, his eyes wide as the names registered in his mind. The lights went down so it was pitch black. When they came back on the people started hooting and yelling. Italy had a look of pure shock on his face.
First chapter done! Short I know but so are chapter 2 and 3 and no smut until 4. Sorry!