There were many words to describe North Italy, Feliciano: Happy, funny, excitable, cute, adorable, but one word Gilbert never thought he would use for the little Italian was fierce.

It had started as a normal day for the two, the Prussian recounting one of his awesome battles from the past, using a broom as a make shift sword so Feli could follow. "So then he charged at me, me! Like he could really get a hit. So I threw my arm out at the last second and rounded on him, slamming the butt of my sword right into his head! It was awesome!" He smiled smugly, demonstrating the attack with his 'sword'.

"Wow! That sounds so cool!" Feliciano said, eyes wide with wonder. "But..."

"But...? What do you mean but?"

"You did it wrong," Gilbert blinked a few times, wondering if he had heard that correctly.

"What do you mean I did it wrong?"

"Well it wasn't necessarily wrong but it could have been done better. Instead of throwing your arm out you should have-"

"Wait, wait, wait. Are you saying the awesome me doesn't know how to handle a sword?" The albino placed his hands on his hips, staring at the sitting man.

"No, no, no! Of course not! I would never say that! It's just...when I was little Grandpa Rome used to tell me all types of stories about how he used to go into battle and he said that you shouldn't put your arm out like that because someone could grab it or chop it off." Feliciano smiled, proud of himself for remembering something that he had been told long ago.

"Oh really? So how would you have done it?" Gilbert asked, giving his boyfriend an incredulous look.

"Well...uh...why don't I show you?"

The brunette hopped up and took the broom from his boyfriend, examining the end of it for a moment. "Alright! Now charge at me."

"Feli, I'm not gonna-"

"Come on! I can't show you if you don't come at me. Please!" The Italian whined, sticking his lower lip out in a pout. "Pleasepleasepleaseplase-"

"Okay!" The Prussian sighed, taking a few steps back. He'd let Feliciano swing the broom around a few times just to entertain him then maybe afterward Gilbert would show him the proper way to handle a sword. "You ready?"

"Yep!" Feli smiled, placing both hands on the broom. The Prussian sighed again and walked forward, watching the Italian frown. "Gilbert!" He whined. "You can't walk! You have to run!"

"Fine! I'll run! But if you get tackled don't say I didn't warn you!" Gil growled, backing up again.

"Ready!" Feliciano called, getting back in stance. The albino frowned before running forward, eyes focused on his boyfriend. Nearly there, his eyes widened as his saw the Italian lose his smile and his elbow rammed out, slamming into his Adam's apple while the broom swung into his forehead, the force of the hit knocking him back and onto the floor.

'Mien gott!' Gilbert thought, laying on the floor, trying to get his breathing straight. Where in the world did he learn to do that?

"Gilbert! I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you?" Feliciano said, throwing the broom down and bent to his knees, hovering over the fallen ex-nation worriedly. "I hope I didn't hurt you! I'm so sorry! Please get up! I'm sorry!" Tears sprang into his eyes and rolled down his cheeks, the thought of actually hurting someone bringing him to tears.

The albino on the floor coughed, sitting up on his elbows. "I'm fine, Feli." He said, rubbing his throat. "Seriously, I'm perfectly okay. I can take more than a little hit to the throat and head."

"Oh, Gilbert! I don't know what came over me! I didn't mean to hurt you!" The brunette wrapped his arms around him, crying into his shoulder.

"It's alright, Feli. I'm fine." Gilbert said quietly, shaking his head as he rubbed his back calmly.

Fierce was never a word Gilbert had used when describing Feli but it was definitely something he was adding onto that list-at least when the man was armed with a broom.


A/N: Where in the world am I getting all these ideas from? WHERE? I'm like a typing machine here! I never thought I'd be writing one shots at this pace. Maybe it's my love of these two that let me write so much. But yeah, anyways. D'ja like it? Gilbert has learned something new today: You can't be around the Roman Empire with out learning a thing or two. I'm pretty sure he will never sneak up on Feli while he's cleaning. =D So...yeah! Comments appreciated and loved! ~Ciao! Love Stripes!