WoW, I actually didn't think there was going to be a second chapter. Even though I knew how Lilli would respond, I didn't know if I would write it. Well I did, and more to boot! Also, please let me know if I've ruined it. That was one reason why I didn't want to continue, I didn't think I could keep up the "goodness" I like it but I also think I failed.. Oh well let me know if you want me to continue. Oh ya, some of you wanted me to add pairings. While I can read pairing stories, and I agree with a few, I wont write yaoi, I just can't! Maybe I'll prove myself wrong, but we'll have to see.

"Tell me I'm beautiful." Her eyes were alight with the fires' glow, bathing her smooth skin in golden warmth. Her honey hair hung softly above her shoulders in an innocent recreation of his own thankfully off set by a ribbon, it suited her; she was beautiful! More so then Vash could have ever imagined.

This was the lost and hungry little nation he had saved, the child he cared for and raised. His ward, his shadow and shy little friend. As the years prolonged she had become stronger, independent and, inevitably, older. Yet he was still her 'big bruder' and she was his comfort.

"Vash?"

Switzerland lifted his head, unaware that it had fallen, and smiled again at his sweetheart. "You are the most beautiful being alive." He was rewarded with a giggle and a pat on the hand.

"Good, but surely that didn't take such deep thoughts?"

"No, but trying to understand how I became so lucky does." He massaged the back of her hand with his thumb. The mantel clock chimed eleven, Vash gazed up at it reprovingly.

"That late already?" He grumbled and got to his feet holding out a strong hand for Liechtenstein. She took it, though after two failed attempts Vash was ready to pick up the entire chair to save her the strain. As the cosmic universe decrees though, three is the charm, and she was on her feet though bending immediatly to put away her mending.

"Lilli! Please let me," he took the cloth from her and found the fallen bobbin of thread, he heard her sigh and quietly pad out of the room. Squeezing his eyes tight with a groan he stored the sewing and followed her. She was one of the most patient people he had ever meet, which wasn't hard considering his acquaintances, but lately she was finding his protectiveness a mite overbearing. She had told him as much, which hurt more than he knew it should, and while he saw her point, it was hard for him to change.

Especially since her naivete had brought her closer to catastrophe than any of his overprotecting had. She simply trusted too much and far too often then was good. And that was when their child didn't depend on her for his safety.

They say having a child changes your life, and not even the most schooled, or knowledgeable can be wholly prepared for parenthood. Not even industrious Germany who, according to Prussia, had read every book written on the subject. Still, he had raised Lilli, even taken care of Austria, but the second that little babe inside his Liechtenstein began to grow and let the world know of it's existence, he was out of his depth and been struggling since.

He came into the room just as Lilli was turning down the bedsheets. She was already dressed her nightgown, the blue one he had bought for her, and her ribbon lay on the nightstand along with a brush and glass of water. He must have dawdled more than he'd meant to, cautiously he walked up to his lover and wrapped her in his arms.

"I did it again, didn't I?" Her head nodded into his shoulder, her soft hair getting caught in the days growth on his chin. "You know I only want what is best for you."

She pulled away and looked up at him, her eyes scanning his face, after a moment she smiled. "I am grateful." He tilted his head and kissed her lips, a shiver ran through him as he felt his kiss returned. As the shiver speed through his veins it lite a fire, forcing his kiss deeper, strong and more ardent.

"Vash, Vash! You are clutching to hard!"

Switzerland's eyes popped open, and as if Lilli had burned him, backed away quickly, his arms held up in penitence. "Liechtenstein I am so sorry, are you alright" He didn't move, though he desperately wanted to, the fires of passion still burned in his veins and it was taking all of his will not to resume their kiss.

"Ja, I am fine" she smiled though was flushed herself, which only made her more alluring, with her lips moist and her ample chest rising and falling in excitement, it was enough to turn him into a pile of ash. Lilli patted her hair and cheeks and sagged down on to the bed.

"Not tonight Vash," she cooed, lifting her legs into bed "tomorrow is a busy day, I will need my rest." Switzerland saw a flash of ankle before it was covered, and tried to quench another spark. It was all in vain however, closing his eyes he lumbered over to his wardrobe, pulled out a pair of pajamas and his robe, but instead of putting them on he shuffled into their conjoined bathroom. If Lilli had any chance of resting that night he needed a shower, a very cold shower.

As he steeled himself to jump into the freezing water a revelation came to him: That was how it happened, how his innocent ward became his passionate lover, and mother of his child.

Through a simple kiss goodnight their lives had been transformed forever.

So the Germany bit is a nod to FroggyFrans' When Pasta is to Blame. which I totally recommend.