Note: Teehee. I hevn't writen the final chapter yet. :3 I have like a paragraph written but that's it. And These chapters are shorter than I suspected I should have just made the whole story one chapter. XD I'll do the 3rd one when I finish. :P

It was morning. Italy didn't want to wake up for anything today. But unfortunately for him, it was a work day. And that meant and Axis meeting. And Axis meeting meant he had to be with Germany.

Italy arrived to the meeting slouched and tired. The two other countries, Japan and Germany looked up at him in confusion. Italy just gave them a quick glance and took his seat. Japan looked at Italy and felt a bit troubled for him. He wasn't his happy self like in the other meetings. "Italy- san? Are you feeling okay?" Italy looked up at Japan looking exhausted and depressed. He didn't say a word. All he did was nod his head and looked back down to his lap. Germany noticed Italy not paying attention and examined him for a moment.

"Italy? Do you have anything to add to what we're talking about?"

"No..." Italy muttered and began to feel a little frustrated.

"Okay... Well we were just taking about-"

"Non mi interessa." Italy said in Italian meaning "I don't care.". He said it so that Germany or Japan couldn't understand what he was saying. If Germany understood what he said, it would just make things worse.

During the whole meeting, Germany was puzzled by the way Italy was acting. Italy would usually spout out random and childish ideas. But today, he just had his arm folded on the table and his head resting face down on top of them. Every few minutes, Italy would raise his head up even though he was clearly not paying attention either way.

The meeting seemed to take forever to end. When Germany finally released everyone to leave, Italy packed up without saying a word. When Italy was ready to go, Japan had already left the room which meant that Italy and Germany were alone in the room. Italy was ready to dash to the door but Germany interrupted him before he could do anything. "Hey Italy, do you want to go to that restaurant you told me about?" Italy froze in fear not knowing what to do. He was surprised that Germany wanted to go with him, terrified to talk to him right now. Italy thought fast and turned around with a confused look.

"But I thought you said you had a lot of work to do."

"I need to get out. What about you?" Italy gave hims an immediate answer.

"Oh! I did a lot of it last night so I don;t have much left." He lied. He hadn't do any work last light. But he didn't want to miss this opportunity with Germany.

"Great, so do you want to go tomorrow at seven?"

"Sound good!" The two countries made an arrangement and Italy left feeling satisfied. At first, Italy thought that Germany hated him. But now, he thinks that he might actually care about him...