Today was the day of the party for Germany so it was October 2nd the day before his actual birthday, Japan insisted that we did the World Meeting and his birthday party all in one go. It was huge there was many people that went and I could tell that Germany was feeling awkward about it because he was a bit grouchy by all the gifts being thrown at him. I don't think he celebrated his birthday often or very well at least since he didn't seem to be liking it all very much. America went on and on about how his gift was the best gift while everyone else's gifts were lame. I felt strange knowing that my gift would look sort of lame in comparison to what some of the other gave him, I didn't have a ton of money to spend on lavish gifts and I wasn't super creative to make a super neat gift either. I got a nice birthday card, wrote it in German the best I could I took a few crash course lessons from Prussia knowing that he would help me if I humored him some.

I spent the whole time thinking about how Germany saved me from that guy, that smile on his face when he looked at my card. It was so strange was I actually developing feelings for the guy? Whenever I saw him at work he was always really nice to me, even requested to have me make my special silver cake with raspberry jam for him. Germany stuttered more when he spoke to me now but whenever it was about World Meeting stuff or strictly work he spoke smoothly but the second it changed he stuttered and his accent got really thick. Which caused me to have a bit of a problem understanding some of what he said but the German I had been learning helped me some. He would have Italy come with him some times when the delivery guy was there, he wasn't fired as they couldn't afford to fire anyone without loosing a lot of business so I was left to deal with the creep. Germany and Italy would walk me out when the guy was there, scaring him off – well Germany scared him off while Italy was scared of him and kept timidly reaching for his trusty white flag.

Walking over to Germany I handed him a card giving him a broad smile, feeling happy hoping that he would like my gift. I eagerly watched as he read the card laughing softly picking up the notice card slipped out onto his lap. Picking it up he read it over giving me a curious look.

"It's for the special reserve room it gets you a free cup of elite coffee, a specialty food and whatever maid you would like to choose from all for yourself. The reserve rooms are private and have their own t.v and computer set up as well as many books to choose from, I got you one of the ones from the library I figured you would like that – you like to read right? Japan told me you did. . ." I said feeling a bit shy all the sudden as he looked over the card and gave me another one of those knock-out smiles.

"But what if I asked for you?"

"Well I would be your maid for the time being." I said giving him a bright smile.

"I like this a lot, thanks Wales."

"C-call – me Ceri." I blurted out, it wasn't very common for us to call each other by our first names just being called by our embodiment, only did you call your closest friends by their actual name.

"Thanks Ceri – you – you can call me Ludwig. Let's use this tomorrow – I couldn't think of a good place to go and I didn't want to cook anything."

"Okay! I'll make it super fun for you!" I said happily, clapping my hands feeling excited.

Germany's POV

She just gave me a card for my birthday with a special invitation to a VIP room at the cafe where she works at. How lovely – these invitations are really expensive he had wanted to go try it out once but being a $100 visit that was a lot of money to spend but to get this for a birthday present was fantastic. Plus he could choose any maid – there was only one that he wanted and that was her – Wales. . .Ceri as she allowed him to call her by her first name. That was just another sign showing that she was feeling comfortable around him! It was hard to talk to her even though he saw her several times a week at the cafe or at the Meetings but he was working harder on talking to her. It was almost like it was perfect for the delivery man to have been such a creeper to her and he shown up when he did because now he always accompanies her to her car making sure that she makes it there safely. England was responsible for helping her but he never seemed to care probably because he was use to his brothers and not having to take care of his relative she is such a small defenseless woman. But it didn't matter now Germany made sure she was safe she listened to all the defense tips he gave to her, even practiced them during breaks as he sometimes caught her talking to herself about fight techniques heading to the break room. It was cute watching her work though sometimes he got really jealous as all the attention she paid the customers was the attention he wanted. It was apart of her job though – to treat all the customers like they are the only one there and treat them like royalty. She was fantastic at it everyone always flocked to her, enjoying being with her. Germany knew that was just work persona for her as during World Meetings and when he spent the little time with her when she wasn't working she was more relaxed though was still treating you like you are the only person around solely focusing on you when you talked to her.

"I will tell her how I feel tomorrow." Germany vowed under his breath as she left talking to Japan about something, probably work.

October 3rd Kawaī Meido Kafe – Library Private Room

I had ushered Germany into the Library Private Room, I told him to wait for a few minutes and I would be back. I had allowed him to pick out the outfit he would want me to wear as a freebie which brought some amusement to me as he stared at all the outfits I had to choose from and he blushed like mad when he found the one he wanted me to wear. It was cute to see the stern German blush, it brought a big smile to my face.

It was a very pretty dress that he picked out it was in the colors of the German flag, so black, yellow and red. It was called a Dirndl a dress that most people associate with Oktoberfest it was the traditional length dropping at the knees. The bodice part and skirt were red in color, the blouse was black and the apron was yellow and there was some white lace on the blouse to accent it with. It was made of thin cotton versus a thicker one or even wool as they can be made of but in the shop it can get very hot so a lot of the outfits were made out of a thinner cloth if they were elaborate outfits like this. I had a Victorian dress I wore on occasion that was made of thick velvets it was miserable to wear but it looked so cute that I wore it when it was really cold out and I was manning the front desk.

I pushed a trolley forward into the room and gave Germany a big smile as he noticed me walking into the room. The look on his face was priceless. . .it made my heart beat like mad as the look he gave me was stunning. Those big blue eyes stared at me looking me over suddenly made me very self-conscious that was a bit strange as I normally got looks like that but coming from him was a bit different. Maybe it was because I like him?

"Master Ludwig here is a cup of our finest coffee, freshly roasted this morning by our lead roasters. I made you my specialty silver raspberry jam cake, I decorated it specially for your too." I said cheerfully presenting the small cake that had the German flag on it with a few cornflowers surrounding it as they are the national flower for the country.

I proceeded to cut the cake for him, placing a slice on a small plate, sitting beside him I took the fork piercing a small piece I raised it up to his lips. Ludwig looked completely embarrassed at the thought of me feeding him the food, shakily he lifted his hand to reach for the fork. I gave him a pouting look, urging him to go along.

"I'll take the first bite from you Master Ludwig." I teased, moving the fork back a little as if to take it for myself.

I wanted him to enjoy this VIP room treatment and I wanted to make him happy. His eyes went wide and opened his mouth, sliding the fork in his mouth he bit down on the food taking it and enjoying the pleasant taste of the cake. Slowly Ludwig got over the slight embarrassment of having me feed him the cake. We had mild conversation, about his party yesterday and how his birthdays normally went. He went to read the newspaper and drink his coffee I started to massage his shoulders as he read, he was tense all the muscles on his shoulders were tight. I hummed a little song as he read, I could feel him become relaxed under my fingertips.

All the maids did different things for the customers of the cafe, we all had specialties and of course we all new the basics. Hence why customers had their favorites due to what specialties you wanted to deal with. We never went across the line with any of our services we were a respectable cafe. Though sometimes the customers did not believe we were and would try to get us to do a little extra here or there but they would be swiftly taken care of by the bouncers who worked the front and monitored the hallways of the private rooms.

"Oops." I said as I reached down catching a drop of tan foam that was about to land on Ludwig's white shirt.

"Danke. . ." Ludwig said as he eyed the foam moving down my fingers as I was moving my hand over to a napkin to clean them off.

"Master Ludwig. . ." I said in soft voice as he grabbed my hand dabbing at it with the cloth.

"Did you burn yourself? That is still very hot." He asked inspecting my fingers.

"No Master Ludwig, the foam is not hot – I did not want to dirty your nice shirt." I said softly looking at him, locking eyes with his as he turned to face me.

"That is good, your skin is very pretty I wouldn't want to see it scarred up because of me I would feel very bad." He said giving me that broad pleasant smile my heart skipping a beat.

"It would take a bit more than some hot coffee to burn up my skin Master Ludwig." I said smiling at him, he was still holding my hand – his palms was a bit sweaty feeling, was he not relaxed?

"Still delicate skin like this should stay nice and flawless." He said – kissing the back of my hand gently lips resting on my skin.

"Oh Master Ludwig you are such a sweetie. That is nice of you to say that. Are you enjoying your time? Would you like me to continue your massage or would you like to play a game? Or even look over the dinner menu?" I asked feeling a bit giddy over that, trying to recover and talk about work again.

"Dinner would be nice. . ." He said looking away from me there was a deep red blush on his face.

"The VIP room offers some of the best foods that the normal rooms do not serve, take a look here at the menu. Would you like me to read it to you Master Ludwig?" I asked, opening up the menu.

"No I can read it myself – plus you need to decide what you want to eat."

"Oh Master Ludwig the maid does not eat with the customer – well no more than a trial bite." I said as I cleaned up some of the mess, making room for the menu.

"But you are also my guest for dinner as well remember? It's my birthday. . ." He said placing a pair of glasses on his nose reading the smaller print of the menu for the descriptions of the food.

"Well of course I forgot. . .what should I have, Master Ludwig?" I said as I leaned over his shoulder peering at the menu.

I could hear his heart beating like mad as I leaned into him looking at the paper, the menu started to shake a little, I reached out a hand and held it steady. I could tell by the corner of my eye that Ludwig was a bit nervous and blushing – was he having similar feelings like I am? Something about being close to him like this was different feelings than it was when I was like this with other customers, this I was actually enjoying. Normally it was just work and it felt normal but standing next to this German with his beautiful smile, blue eyes and lovely blond hair and that strong masculine smell just felt. . .good.

"How about that?" He asked pointing at a item on the menu.

"French onion soup? That sounds delicious Master Ludwig. For you?"

"I'll take the curry wurst with the pasta and red sauce."

"Good choice Master Ludwig, a beer to go with it?"

"You offer that?"

"Yes in the private rooms full course dinners and a huge selection of beers and alcohols to choose from." I said happily showing him the selection of booze to choose from.

"Yes a nice dark ale will go well with this - you should get some white wine to go with your food. Oh are you allowed to drink while working?"

"No, I am not suppose to Master Ludwig. I'll have a tea to go with my food." I said smiling sweetly at him as I left the room to place the order.

Germany POV

"She looks so beautiful in that dress! Her hands are so small but she is a genius at massages. I thought I was going to die of embarrassment from her feeding me that cake, mein gott my heart was racing like mad with her standing so close to me like that. She smells so pretty and that dress looks so good on her. I am glad that she didn't burn herself – all to not get my shirt dirty."

I arrived back in the room after placing the order I had ordered a beer for him to enjoy while he waited for his food to be cooked. It didn't take long for full course food to cook just because there wasn't many people in the VIP rooms tonight and they always took priority over the main floor food. I read the newspaper to him, reading as much of it in German as I could which made him happy when I made a few mistakes and he corrected me on it.

"So where did you learn German?" He asked quietly.

"I asked Master Prussia to teach me a little I wanted to be able to write your birthday card in German. With you requesting me a lot lately for your table I thought that I should try and learn a little you get a bit thick in your accent sometimes and it can be a bit difficult so I want to please you and learn it so we could talk better, Master Ludwig." I said smiling looking up at him.

"Wow, Ceri that is so kind of you I would have never expected that of anyone. How about I teach you German? I speak it a lot better than my older brother does, he speaks old German anyway that's why you are translating some of that strange."

"Master Ludwig that would be fantastic!"

"Food is here!~~" There was a loud knock on the door as a cook came in pushing our food on the trolley heading our way.

"Master Germany must have a appetite going on ordering two meals." The cook said eying me then Ludwig as he placed all the food on the plate along with my tea and another thing of beer.

"She is my guest for dinner, I do realize that it's not a common thing for a maid to have dinner with the customer but she is also my guest tonight. It's my birthday." Ludwig explained us to the cook as he gave me a smug look.

"Hmm, enjoy Master Germany." He said bowing then leaving us.

"I hope he doesn't get you into trouble." He said looking concerned, taking the knife and fork.

I placed a smaller napkin on his lap and then one tucked gently in his shirt, it was a messy meal and I didn't want him messing up his nice clothes. He blushed as I did it feeling way too pampered by the treatment I was giving him.

"I hope you don't do that for all your customers." Ludwig mentioned as he took a sip of the beer.

"Only to the ones I like, Master Ludwig." I said giving him a coy smile.

"Well I feel honored then." He said giving me one of those smiles again.

We ate dinner in silence with the occasional comment on how the food taste, though once we finished we started to talk about football. Talking about the last game where my team had just barely won against Brazil in a epic win in the middle of a rain storm everyone was determined to go forward that pausing the game because of the rain was not going to happen. The alarm went off ending the three hour time slot that I had booked for us, which was the maximum that could be booked for a room. We had been playing a game of poker at the time when the cleaning staff came by to tell us our time was over. Normally I have a clock set but I forgot about it as I got caught up in having a good time with Ludwig.

"Wow we've been here for a long time." Ludwig said looking at his watch. "Well I'll drive you home now."

"Yes, thank you Master Ludwig. Let me clock out." I said getting to my feet.

Ludwig had picked me up from my house and drove us here, he followed me as I went to the hallway leading to the dressing room. I changed back into my street clothes and headed to the hallway to meet him. He had a slight disappointed look like he wanted me to be in that dress still, I was pleased to be in jeans and a blouse it was a lot comfier. The dress was very pretty but a little restricting in the movement. We chatted cheerfully on the drive home about the experience of the VIP room and if he enjoyed his birthday. It felt great I had a lot of fun – felt like a date almost.

"Well we are at your house, Ceri." Ludwig said parking the car into the parking spot behind my car getting out of the vehicle.

Ludwig came around the side and opened the door for me, holding a hand out for me to take. I felt his hand grip might tightly as he pulled me to my feet, holding my hand still as he lead me to the door way. My hand was so small inside his hand I liked the feeling of his hand holding mine tightly.

"Thanks sharing dinner with me, I had a lot of fun." I said as I grabbed the front door key out of the set of keys.

"I had a lot of fun too. Um. . .Ceri can I say something?"

"Sure. . ." I said as slid the key into the cylinder.

"Ich liebe dich." He said looking down at me, that beautiful smile on his face his blue eyes staring deeply into my emerald green eyes.

"You love me? - Wait. . .so you have feelings for me too?" I asked completely shocked eyes wide.

"Yes, I love you. You?"

"Ich liebe dich." I said shyly my heart beat going like mad.

"Wunderbar."

"So you called me liebling – that means darling you have had feelings for me for a while haven't you?" I asked curious the question just coming back to mind.

"Oh yes, I sometimes say that to you under my breath when we talk, I – didn't mean to be strange by it though. If just seems natural to say to you. . ."

"Well don't say it under your breath any longer okay? I like it." I said giving him a big smile, reaching up brushing a stray strand of blond hair out of his face.

Ludwig placed a hand on the back of my neck pulling me forward a hand on my waist as he placed his lips against mine. I let out a gasp as he kissed me passionately, I could hear his heart beating like mad – just like mine was. Placing a hand over his heart I felt it underneath my palm if felt good as it was smacking against his ribcage. I kissed him back looking him deep in the eyes when we surfaced for breath again, I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me.

"I wanted to kiss you all night." He said softly in my ear.

"Well now you can kiss me whenever." I said giving him a bright smile, pecking him gently on the lips.