I'm sorry for the long wait I was going to update earlier but I was really tired. Please comment on my story. It helps me as a writer. I also take suggestions. "W's and O's" are page/line breaks. I do not own Hetalia!

OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW

Germany was totally caught off guard by what Italy had just told him. So many things started going through his mind. 'I have never really been loved before, other than my brother. On the other hand, he really isn't much of a brother. Most of the times other countries and regular people fear me, but now someone is telling me they love me? Does he even realize what he is saying?' These kinds of thoughts were running through the German's head.

Italy took a leap of courage and looked up at the German standing before him. Looking through his tears, he could see Germany was lost in thought. He had certainly flabbergasted the German this time. Italy's tears began to slow while waiting for Germany to respond.

As Germany's coherent thought process came back, he soon noticed he was blushing immensely. His face was absolutely ruby red. He looked down to see Italy with a blush matching his own. Germany could see the little Italian was waiting for a response, but he didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Italy could see the ferocious blush that had taken its place on Germany's cheeks. He could tell that Germany was speechless.

"I'm sorry Germany! I should have kept my big mouth shut! Please forget what I said." Italy said this and dashed out of the room. 'I'm such an idiot. I can't believe I confessed to Germany. He obviously doesn't like me back.' He thought to himself as he ran into his room and locked the door.

Germany barely noticed that Italy had left because he was once again lost in thought. He couldn't help but feel happy as he remembered Italy saying he loved him. It made the German's heart swell with joy. Then he thought to himself, 'Why do I feel so elated at the fact that Italy loves me? I'm not a homosexual, yet for some odd reason I do feel a weird attraction to him.' Germany sat sown on his bed still lost in his thoughts. 'I never thought of me and Italy together like that before. Why does he even like me in that way? All I do is reprimand him and tell him to train more, but I do save him quite often. I've never thought of being with a man before. Plus it goes against my morals, but we're countries and we last forever. I don't really know, but maybe it could work. We are close friends after all'. Germany thought to himself. 'I've got to find that stubborn Italian first.' He thought, forgetting Italy had left.

OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW

Italy jumped hearing at knock at his door. He knew who it was but asked anyways. "Who is it?" He asked weakly.

"It's me, Germany. Please let me come in." Germany said this hoping Italy would let him in willingly.

Italy couldn't help but to comply. He slowly undid the lock and let Germany in.

Germany calmly walked in and closed the door behind him. He could feel his blush arising once again.

OWOWOWOWOWO

Sorry to leave you hanging again. I will try to update soon.