Germany, and Italy finished dinner in uncomfortable silence. They split the bill, and went back home. Neither one of them looked at the other. They didn't want to admit what was almost done, before Lovino decided to interrupt.

"Gute nacht Italy." Germany said turning to walk to his room.

"Buonanotte, Germany." replied the Italian.

Germany closed his bedroom door, and slumped against it. His nervous tic of running his fingers through his hair, in full effect. So close he had been to kissing that beautiful Italian, before his damn brother had interrupted. He saw the evil glares Romano gave him during the rest of dinner. Now, he felt he made a giant ass of himself. Really could anything get much worse? He was back to square one. He sighed, and undressed for bed. Clad only in boxers and a tank, he feel face first into bed, completely emotionally drained.

Italy closed his door, and walked over to his bed stripping off each layer until he was nude. He climbed under the covers, and then pulled his knees to his chest. Everything was going so great, until Lovino interrupted. If Germany really was who he hoped he was, a kiss would have sealed the deal...maybe. Then he began to cry. It hurt all so bad. He loved Germany so much he really did, but the ghost of his past was deep in his subconscious. It wasn't fair! He straightened out his legs, and fell back into his pillows, hoping for a dreamless slumber.

Germany was rudely awoken by someone banging on his door. The sun was pouring in through the window, and he wondered when was the last time he slept in like this? He crawled out of bed, and put on a pair of pants, padding over to the door. He was halfway to it, and dodged it as it flew off the hinges and came clamoring into the living room. He was pissed, but then saw who it was. His blood ran cold.

"Bruder, the awesome me does not like to be kept waiting!" Prussia announced, walking in with Lovino behind him

Ludwig sighed "Gilbert you dummkopf! Meine door! To vhat do I owe this... honor." He practically spat out the last word.

Feliciano came out into the hallway rubbing his eyes tiredly. Germany was grateful he remembered to wear some pants!

"What's going on? What happened to the door? Oh Ciao Lovino, oh and Gilbert." Italy said with a smile.

"Ciao Feli. Gilbert, Antonio, and I want to hang out with you today. Go get dressed." Romano said, with a lilt of sarcasm, but that's just how he spoke.

"With me, why?"

"Don't question us, ja? The awesome me vants to hang out vith you!" Gilbert said. He had an air of arrogance, but seriously he calls himself awesome.

"Ve...is it okay Germany?" Italy turned to look at Ludwig, who just shrugged.

"I don't care. I have a mountain of work and a meeting with Japan. And now a door to fix. Do vhat you vant."

He waved his hand lazily as he walked back to his room to find some tools to fix the door. Once they we're gone he planned on screaming into his pillows, and most likely breaking something.

Italy was dressed, and being pulled along by Prussia, and Romano before he knew it. It wasn't so bad seeing some German sites, and hanging out with his brother, his brothers boyfriend, and best friend was nice. It wasn't till later on when Romano had to go, it got weird.

"Well me, and Antonio have to go open the restaurant. Have fun you two. Ciao." He waved at Prussia and Italy. When he turned around, his face twisted into an evil smile which disappeared when Antonio laced their fingers together, and pulled him along.

"It's still early. Vant to take an awesome walk in a nice park by here?" Prussia asked, somehow his arrogance wasn't so strong.

"Sí that sounds nice. Plus Germany will be happy if I stay out of his way." Italy said with a genuine smile.

"Vhy do you care vhat my not as awesome as me bruder, West, thinks?

"Ve..it's complicated."

"I've got time."

-Meanwhile at Germany's-

As planned Ludwig screamed in frustration into his pillows, and promptly broke another chair. He couldn't focus on work after getting dressed, and barely managed to fix the door. It wasn't until Kiku was there, that Germany had settled his bad mood.

"Konnichi'wa Doitsu." Japan said with a bow when Germany opened the door.

"Guten tag, Japan." Germany said gesturing Kiku inside.

"What happed to your door? Where is Italy?"

"Out vith his and mein bruder. That's also what happened to mein door."

"Oh..." Kiku might have asked more but the look on Ludwig's face told him to keep quiet. He was good at reading the atmosphere.

They discussed plans, trade, and all things business related without incident. Something was gnawing at Japan so he had to ask.

"How did that Holy Roman Empire thing go?"

Germany outwardly flinched "Oh, vell Italy confirmed what you said. That was all."

Kiku wasn't stupid, but he accepted Germany's answer. Secretly he shipped Germany and Italy together. He is Japan, yaoi is a big thing for him. He knew the two boys cared for one another, but something was distancing them. He thought he might try and figure this thing out. Germany was telling Japan his goodbyes

"Remember we have a world meeting tomorrow."

"Ah scheisse. Danke Japan I almost forgot. Gott I've been so forgetful lately. This isn't like me."

Japan put his hand on Germany's shoulder "Don't worry, Doitsu. I promise things will get better. Sayonara!" With that cryptic message he was gone.

Germany cocked his head to the side, confused. He decided to try and get work done until Italy came back home.

-back in the park-

Italy finished spilling his heart to Gilbert on a park bench. They were good friends, Italy could trust him.

"So this Holy Roman Empire, who I will now refer to as HRE, was your childhood love. And now you've been plagued by your past, and it's annoying mein bruder?"

Italy nodded furiously tears streaking his face "I don't want to upset him, but it seems that's all I'm good at!" He began wailing again.

Prussia put his arm around Italy.

"Don't cry please. What can the awesome me, do to make you feel better?"

"Unless you can find someone for me to love, nothing!"

Gilbert felt a heat creep into his stomach. He had a giant crush on Italy for so long, and now he actually had a chance. The normally dimwitted Italian, was actually serious right now. This was his chance.

"Vhat if I told you I could find someone who loved you?"

Italy looked up "Oh look there's a canary on your shoulder!"

"Someone who cared about you a lot." Prussia moved closer to the Italian.

"Oh my gosh he has on a little hat! Carino!"

Prussia sighed, and grabbed Italy by the chin. He pushed his lips onto Feli's, and the two tumbled into a deep kiss.

Italy felt a spark ripple up his spine. He went to wrap his arms around Prussia, but stopped. This wasn't right. He gently pushed Gilbert away.

Prussia looked at Italy with concern. Even though he was panting, and red faced. He still cared deeply for the Italian.

"Gilbert, that was nice. Grazie, but I don't want to rush into anything."

Gilbert stroked Italy's cheek with the back of his hand.

"For you meine leibe, anything. At least let me, and my awesomeness, walk you home."

"Sí. That would be nice. Germany is a scary place at night!"

"I'll protect you. Don't forget I'm awesome. This will make the passage in my journal the best yet, thanks to you Ita!"

Gilbert's heart might have stopped for a second when Italy, his Ita, wrapped his arms around his and laid his head against it.

Italy was just feeling tired, and confused. That kiss with Gilbert was amazing, but all he could think about is how Germany, and his lips might feel. Oh man, how would he explain this to Germany. Things just got more complicated!

A/N I'm addicted to plot twists huh? Sorry!

Translations: Gute nacht-goodnight

Buonanotte-Goodnight

Bruder-brother

Dummkopf- stupid or block head

Meine-My

Ciao- used as hello and goodbye both informal

Konnichi'wa-Hello

Guten Tag-hello

Scheisse- shit

Gott-God

Sayonara- good bye or see you later

Carino- cute

Meine liebe- my love

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