Chapter 3 (Little things)

A couple of days have passed since Italy fainted and yes he was still in the hospital. Germany was waiting in the meeting place. There wasn't really a meeting but America called everyone over for some stupid reason. Germany never planned on coming in the first place but it was about Italy so he had no choose. Most of his days now was visiting Italy and everyday the small nation was getting that little but more stronger.

Germany pulled his chair in as the american stood up to start talking.

"We all know that Italy is... um yeah and i was just thinking that we should throw him a small party!" He yelled and everyone listened to him. Germany wanted to punch the American in the face so hard that his nation's economy would go down the drain.

"I agree with america" Japan said quietly and some of the other nations nodded some. Germany was still thinking it was a stupid idea.

~Later~

Germany looked up at the sky. The meeting was still going on but he was told to go to Italy's house and find anything that would be good for the party. Which he doubted he could find, He pushed his hands in his pocket and pulled out his key chain and looked at the Italians house key.

~Flash back~

"Germany!" Yelled the small Italian as he opened his front door for the German to enter. The smell of cooking pizza was strong in the house. "Thanks for coming I really mean it!"
"It was nothing" The German mumbled as he stood in the door way and placed his car keys on the boot rack. The Italian quickly pulled on his shoes and Germany was upset because the Italian wasn't ready yet because he was the one that called him here. Italy had called early wondering if the German wanted to go for a walk with him. He found it pointless at first but Italy some how made him come over and take the walk with him.

"Done!" The Italian smiled "But I can't tie my shoe can you do it for me Germany " He asked with his puppy dog eyes which the german could never turn down. He sighed heavily and kneeled down grabbing the Italians laces and tieing them quickly but tight so they wouldn't come undone. The Italian thanked him hundreds of time and they started on their walk through the large and beautiful City of Rome. The city wasn't what Germany was used to but he bared with it. He didn't understand why the cars would never stop and how the Italian's never got hurt crossing the street. The German walked as the Italian skipped around in the streets and flirting with any pretty girl he saw. The walk was turning out to be more of a hike and never seemed to end.

"Italy can we go back now?" The German sighed and looked up to see no Italian. "Italy?" He said "Italy!" He yelled a bit louder. Great he had lost him. Germany turned his head and looked down the street. He sighed as he started to make his way back towards the house.

The German walked up to the doorsteps of the house and went to open it. Nothing happened. He tried again and nothing. he gave up seeming that the door was lock and his car keys were inside the house. So he couldn't go anywhere and he didn't now where Italy was.

"Great why is it this the only time you lock the door" He hissed at the door and sat down wait for the Italian to get back. He wasn't going to be gone long. right?

"Germany?" The Italian voice asked and looked down at the sleeping German. Germany quickly opened his eyes and looked up at him. The sun was going down and the Italian was staring down at him. The German stood up and stopped himself of beating the smaller nation.

"s-s-s-sorry Germany I didn't know I lost you and I couldn't find you im really sorry!" He cried putting his hands in front of his face hoping that the German wouldn't do anything to him. Which he didn't for some reason.

"Get my keys..." He snapped at the Italian.

"ok, ok" He said as he unlocked the front door and went inside. For some reason it took Italy longer then he had hoped for and when he came back he was holding more than one key...

"Italy did you get the keys mixed up" He groaned.

"n-no!" He smiled and held out the keys for the German to grab. "One is a set of house keys for my house" He said

"And why would i need them"

"To come see me.. I know im a pain and you wouldn't want to but if anything happens i want you to have these keys. SO we can stay friends forever and ever and we will never have to be apart!" He smiles and the German blushed looking away. "Germany keep these keys so if you ever need me you can come over because im always there for you even though i really can't do much"

"OK Italy" The German nodded taking the keys in his hand.

"See you later Germany!" Italy yelled as the German made his way to his car. "And remember we are going to be friends forever!"

~Back~

The german looked up at the house. The streets were full of the thin layer of water and no one walked The side walked. The City looked sad and lonely. His feet were soaked through full of water but now he really didn't care. He pulled at the door. It was locked so he took the small key and put it in the lock. The click told him that the door was now open and he could go inside. The house was a mess. Mostly moving boxes full of Romano's old things. Germany sighed as he could still smell the smell of pizza and Italian foods in the house, He pulled off his soaked shoes and made his way towards the stairs so he could see what he could find in Italy's room. The German was annoyed that the house was a mess and that the water from outside was all over his pant legs and stuck to him.

The Italian's room was a mess of course He looked around and made his way to the bed and leaned down hoping that a rat or something gross wouldn't come out. No. Under the bed was pretty good a couple of boxes and a few lost socks. He reached under and grabbed the first box he could find and pulled it out it marked "My Favourite things" So it might have been some used to him. He opened it and looked inside. He was confused by some of the things he had seen inside. There was an end of an old push broom, A little girls green dress, A small hand-made doll and small thing's Germany and somewhat gave him. The clip of a grenade, a stopwatch, A small pen that didn't work any-more and other things. The German smiled at the things inside but wouldn't be used for the party then something hit the floor. He looks over and picked it up. It was a small book for writing and he opened to the first page. It read "Diary"