Summary: Feliciana, an Italian girl, stays after school to finish her painting when she meets a very handsome pianist from Germany. AU, Genderbending. Fem!ItalyxGermany, very slight PrussiaxFem!Canada, SwedenxFinland, and Spamano. Rated T for mild language and an appearance from France.

Author Comments: Here's Chapter 4! ^_^ enjoy!

Disclaimer: Yada yada, don't own Hetalia. Yeah. x3

"…they were huge, Ludwig! But mine were bigger…" Feliciana trailed off as she fiddled with her cell phone. Ludwig tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "Ve~, and when I squeezed them, they were all round and firm!"

"Feliciana," Ludwig sighed, looking to the passenger's side of the car.

"Hey! Maybe you could feel them some time, Ludwig! Or I'll send you a picture!"

"Feliciana! We're here."

"Oh! Yay!" Feliciana jumped out of the car and quickly started off through the movie theatre parking lot. Ludwig gave a deep sigh and stepped out of the car, following after her. He, honestly, didn't think he could stand another story about Feliciana's prize-winning tomatoes. "Ludwig!" He turned his head just in time for his friend to snap a picture of him with her phone. She giggled and pressed a few more buttons, changing the background from the Italian flag to the picture she just captured. "There! Look!" She shoved her phone into his face, grinning widely. Ludwig just looked at it, blushing a tiny bit at how unattractive he found himself in the photo.

"Beautiful." He replied sarcastically.

"Ve~, maybe I could take a picture of myself and send it to your phone! So that I'm always there when you check the time!"

Ludwig's ears turned a dark red. "Ah, I don't have a cell phone."

Feliciana looked at him as if he'd just grown moose antlers. The German couldn't help but feel irritated at her look of incredulity. "You don't? Why not? What if you get into an accident? Or your car breaks down? Or you're shot by that scary Russian boy in your class that's probably still communist? Or-." Ludwig placed a hand over her mouth quickly.

"Feliciana, I'm a safe driver, I know how to fix my car and use a payphone just in case, and you really shouldn't stereotype people." Although, he was quiet perturbed by that boy named Ivan whose smile was never as innocent as it looked. Sighing deeply, he slowly removed his hand from her mouth. Unfortunately, she continued to flip out.

"Ve~, that's what they all say before they're out in the road in the middle of nowhere without a cell phone!"

Ludwig grumbled and shoved his hands into his jacket pockets. "I don't need one, Feliciana." Feliciana looked up at him, eyes filled with tears. Sighing, the German boy surrendered. He seemed to be doing that a lot around the Italian girl. She must have been rubbing off on him. "Fine, fine. I'll ask my dad for one next time I talk to him, okay?"

Feliciana started jumping up and down, any sign of her tears having disappeared. Ludwig was starting to get used to her constant mood swings, although they still surprised him a little when they happened. "Oh! I want to go with you when you get it! Can I, can I, please?" She begged.

"Feliciana, who else would go with me?"

"Ve~, that's a good point! We are kind of best friends!"

Ludwig nodded, his face a scarlet colour. "I guess."

"Yay! I've never had a best friend before!"

He turned his head to reply, but he was met with nothing. Great. When he finally spotted her, she was running off in a random direction, grasping at the air. Was she chasing a butterfly? A leaf? Whatever it was, Ludwig new he had to catch her before she was smooshed by a car. He really didn't feel like explaining to Lovina why her sister was a human pancake.

Right as he started to go after her she stopped, turned to him, and ran back, some unknown object in her hand. 'Oh dear, what do she have now?' Ludwig wondered, watching her excitedly half run, half skip over to where he stood. It was quite cute, actually. The way her hair danced in the breeze, the way she awkwardly stumbled over her long, slender legs, just to laugh it off. Even though she irritated him, it was moments like this that made up for all the times she got on his nerves.

"Ludwig! Ludwig! Look what I found!" Feliciana said, opening her hands a tiny bit. Ludwig peered into the darkness, trying to see what she was trying to show him.

"Feliciana, have you been hanging around that Arthur kid again? You know he leaves bad impressions on you."

Feliciana's smile faltered, but she regained it quickly. "No, Ludwig. It's a wish. They're those little white things that float around. If you catch one, you get to make a wish on it! Then you blow it away!"

Ludwig was just about to tell her how ridiculous it sounded, but thought otherwise. He didn't dare to upset his little Italian friend.

"Okay, then. What are you going to wish for?"

Feliciana smiled and closed her eyes, bringing her hands close to her chest. "Ve~, I wish Ludwig and I can be best friends forever!" She said, so softly Ludwig almost couldn't hear. His face turned red as her words sunk in. The Italian opened her hand and blew the little white fluff from her palm, watching it float off into the distance. When she looked at him, he couldn't help but see a slight hint of red tinting her cheeks. "Do you think it will come true?" Her eyes looked anxious, worried that he thought differently.

Ludwig, in an unfamiliar act of playfulness, tousled her hair, smiling warmly down at her. "There's no doubt in my mind that we'll be best friends forever, Feliciana." In all honestly, and as much as he denied it, he cherished his friendship with the Italian, no matter how much she annoyed him.

Feliciana's eyes brightened noticeably, and she tossed her arms around his neck, hugging him closely. "I'm so happy to hear that!" Ludwig blushed, for what seemed like the millionth time that day, and patted her awkwardly on the back. She quickly let go and twirled in a circle, grabbing his arm and starting off towards the theatre. "Ve~, we should see Eat, Pray, Love, Ludwig!"

The German grimaced. "No, Feliciana."

"But why not? It looks so good!"

"I'm not one of your girlfriends! Take your sister to see it!"

"Ve~, but she already saw it with Tonio! And I really wanted to see it with you!" Her eyes were pleading. No, don't give into them!

"Fine, fine! But next time, we see something I want to see. Understand?" Ludwig was such a sap for the Italian.

"Ve~, of course, Ludwig!"

Before they finally stepped inside, Ludwig took one last look out at the sky above. The clouds were a dark gray colour and the air was getting chillier. He, desperately, hoped it didn't snow while they were inside.

Ludwig was thankful when the movie ended. It was a good movie, but it just wasn't his kind of movie. And, of course, little emotional Feliciana started crying at the end, causing Ludwig to awkwardly pat her arm, attempting to offer some kind of condolence. They hadn't been friends for long, but it was like he'd known her for years. Ever since that day in the music room, he wasn't able to get his mind off of her. And a few days ago when she had unexpectantly come over, they had shared so many things about themselves, which made him feel very close to the Italian. Of course, there were still things he had yet to know, but he would learn these things over time. As much as he hated to admit it, he never wanted those moments with her to end.

When they got outside, Ludwig groaned in annoyance. Of course! Of course it would snow when he least wanted it to! Dammit!

"Ve~! It snowed! Ludwig, Ludwig, let's make snow angels!" Feliciana cried, tossing her empty bag of popcorn into the trash and running into the soft, pure white pillows of ice. Before he could stop her, she was rolling around, getting her clothes drenched. Great, now his car seats would get wet!

"Feliciana! Stop that! You're getting snow all over y-!" Just as Ludwig was about to finish his sentence, he was stopped when something cold hit his face. Wiping the snow out of his eyes, he spotted a very evil-looking Italian grinning at him from ear to ear. Oh, it was on now. Ludwig picked up a clump of snow and started balling it up, earning a shrill "eep!" from Feliciana. "No! Don't, Ludwig! Ahhhh!" She screamed, running over to a tree to hide behind. Ludwig chased after her, aiming at her shoulder. What? Just because she hit him in the face didn't mean he had to do the same to her. He was a gentleman, after all.

When it connected with her shoulder, she let out a "veeee~!" as she ran further down the parking lot and hid behind his car. Perfect, she was trapped. Ludwig slowly snuck up on the oblivious Italian, peering around at her from the back of his car. She looked worried and anxious. Well, she had the right to be! Ludwig was a master at snowball fights, what with Gilbert practically forcing him into the game every winter. Ludwig had to learn how to get around somehow since it was always three against one.

It was such a thrill to him, sneaking up on her like that. He was going to enjoy the look on her face when he scared her out of her skin. Ludwig quickly threw it and hid back around the corner, her scream giving him indication that he'd hit his target.

"Ve~! Ludwig, I give up! I surrender! See?" She pulled a random little white flag from her pocket and waved it around, biting her lip nervously. Wait, where the hell did she get that?

"How do I know you're not bluffing?"

"Ve~, you mean like lying? I-I would never lie to you, Ludwig. I promise!"

The blond sighed, stepping out from his hiding spot. It seemed the game was over. And he was actually having some fun, for once.

"Ludwig!" He heard before he felt himself falling backwards into the snow. "I was so scared! I thought maybe it was that creepy Russian guy trying to get me or something!" She hugged his midsection tighter, pushing him further into the snow.

"Fe-Feliciana, g-get off of me."

The Italian looked up at him, tears almost flowing over and down her cheeks. Ludwig sighed and pet her hair softly, looking down into those chestnut orbs he liked so much. "If you stop crying, I'll let you come over and have some hot chocolate before I take you home." He remembered Lovina's stern warning that she had to be back before dinner, or else. He really didn't want to know what or else meant.

Feliciana's eyes widened and her lips curved into a smile. "Ve~, really? With lots and lots of fluffy marshmallows?"

Ludwig sighed and nodded down at her. "Yes, yes, with lots and lots of fluffy marshmallows."

"Yay!" Feliciana scooted up and laid a peck on his cheek. The German's eyes widened, shock causing him to lay stiff. Okay, he hadn't been expecting that. He was forced out of his thoughts when the weight lifted off of him and his friend's enthusiastic blabber drifted off to the other side of the car. Ludwig stood up and fumbled with the keys in his pocket, his heart beating at an abnormally fast pace. Oh, he was going to have to buy a book on Italians, and soon.

Car doors slammed and feet shuffled up towards the front door. Ludwig was only half paying attention to his friend's random chatter, the kiss on his cheek still lingering against his skin. He couldn't ignore the feeling.

"Woof!"

Feliciana's mouth stopped for a second. "L-Ludwig, what was that?"

"It sounded like a dog." Ludwig mentally went through all the dogs he had, but none of them sounded as puny as that. "It wasn't one of mine, that's for sure."

"Ruff! Ruff!"

"Oh my gosh, Ludwig! The snow is barking!"

Ludwig looked over to see two tiny black dots and a pink triangle hidden away in the snow. He stepped over to it and reached out, pulling a tiny dog out from beneath the white ice. "What are you doing out here? Did you lose your owners?" Ludwig was great with animals, especially dogs. The white ball of fluff gave a shrill bark and stuck its tongue out, panting away happily.

"Aww! Look at her! She's so cute!" Feliciana held out a hand, which the dog graciously licked.

"Hanatamago!" A soft voice yelled from the house next to Ludwig's. A boy with violet eyes and blond hair quickly ran over to them, another blond following after him. "I'm so sorry about that! She gets out a lot!"

Ludwig smiled, which Feliciana couldn't help but stare at. "That's quite alright." He ruffled the fur on top of Hanatamago's head and handed her back to her owner who gratefully took her.

"Thank you for finding her! She's such a bad dog sometimes."

"Ve~, she's so cute! Can I come play with her some day?" Feliciana asked, looking back and forth at the two.

The shorter boy looked up at the taller, slightly frightening one. "Of c'rse," said taller man replied, giving an icy stare to Feliciana who just giggled and patted the dog on the head.

"Yay! Oh! What are your names?"

"I'm so sorry! I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Tino, and this is Berwald."

"Tino's m' w'fe," he commented, wrapping an arm around Tino's waist. The shorter blond giggled nervously as his face turned a deep shade of red.

"W-we should get going now! Come over any time you like, ah-."

"Ve~, I'm Feliciana!" The Italian animatedly held out her hand, which Tino shook happily.

"I'm Ludwig," the German nodded to the both of them, a soft smile on his face.

Tino giggled and held out the dog who gave them both one last lick on the cheeks. "It was very nice to meet you! Say bye, Hanatamago."

"Woof!" She replied, tail dancing joyously.

"Bye, Hanatamago! Bye, Tino! Bye, Berwald!" Feliciana yelled after them as they left.

Ludwig, having forgotten the kiss by now, unlocked the door and stepped into the nice, warm house, shutting the door behind Feliciana.

"Ve~, they were nice! That dog was so cute!"

Ludwig nodded. "She was."

They both walked to the kitchen where Ludwig made some hot chocolate, then scolded Feliciana for using up half the bag of marshmallows for her own cup. They sat at the table and talked for a while, about the wonderful day that they had and about the holidays coming up. He couldn't hold back the tiny smile that graced his lips, watching the Italian talk vivaciously as she sported a hot chocolate mustache.

Author's Comments: Yay! I think this is one of my longest chapters. O.o which is kind of sad, because I was aiming for 3,000 words. xP buuuut, that's okay! Oh, and apparently, smooshed isn't a word. So, for those of you who don't know what it means, here you go: Smooshed: v. The act of being flattened. xD yeah, I have an odd sense of humor at 2 in the morning. O.o odd meaning I find it flippin hilarious, then the next day it isn't funny at all. xD heh.

Hahahaha, did any of you think Feli was talking about something else at the beginning? Pervs. x3 teeheehee. (Apparently, I'm one too for writing it :3)

Can you see Feli trying to get Ludwig to go see Eat, Pray, Love with her? I haven't seen the movie myself, but I'm sure it's one of those girly movies. x3 I thank my Princess for choosing the movie for me. xD I was about to say Toy Story 3, but when she suggested Eat, Pray, Love, I was like, that's perfect! xD

I hope it wasn't too fast-paced! I get really worried about that. xP and I hope it wasn't boring, either. I know that my view of exciting is different for others. ^_^

Ugh, I get so jealous when I write about snow! xD I live in the South, so the weather pretty much suuuuuucks! It's 80 degrees in winter! Can you believe that? I have my A/C unit on! Someone send me money to fly to Canada, please! xD hehe.

I was told yes to Finland x Sweden, so I had to put them in here. I really didn't know how to incorporate them in, so it was kind of awkward.

And I, honestly, didn't mean any harm by calling Ivan the 'creepy Russian' or a Communist. He's one of my favourite characters, so I just found that it might be fun to poke a little fun at him, is all. ^_^ I'm not saying all Russians are Communist; it's like saying all Germans are Nazi! x3 so, I hope it didn't offend anyone, because I really don't mean to.

Oh! Yes! THANK YOU ALL for the reviews! I love them so much! ^_^ I read them when I'm sad, and they cheer me right up!

Well, that's it for now! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and look for Chapter 5 next week! ^_^ oh! And, have a great Thanksgiving for all of you that celebrate it! ^_^

Okay, I'm done blabbering now. ^_^