Chapter 10 – China town, Aru? –

"Mhm… Doitsu…" Italy started to whimper in his sleep, rolling left to right. "Mhm… Doitsu's wurst is good…" he rolled off the leaf and licked the sand. He opened his eyes, tasting the sand in his mouth…

"Eww… Salt watery sand…" he got both of his hands and used them to wipe the sand off his tongue, trying to take the taste away.

"Germany?" he looked around, seeing his friends sleeping in the leaves that are post to look like a beds.

Italy stood up, looking around while he feels the sand between his toes. "Hmm…" He yawned while he started to walk off, not noticing that someone was behind him

He kept walking and walking, his feet were starting to hurt because of the pebbles in the sand. He looked behind him, seeing trails of blood on the sand, and then he looked under his feet, seeing some of the pebbles attacked his poor feet.

"Vee~" he sighed, he blinked and noticed a leaf on the sand, he grabbed it and carefully wrapped it around his left foot, his right foot was okay but his left wasn't. The left foot was mostly bruised and cut.

He started to walk again, he felt someone was watching him and he turned around, seeing Russia looking at him.

"Russia?" Russia started to walk to him while he smirked with delight.

"You WILL become one with me." He suddenly bashed himself into Italy, making Italy fall into the sand, letting the sand get into his eyes.

"Argh!" he screamed, trying to rub the sand out.

"Da… I love your screams Italy… I really do." Italy tried to stand up but Russia forced him back down, His hands on Italy's wrists, holding them both tightly so Italy won't push him off.

"Why are you doing this?" he shouted while his eyes were now overflowing with his tears. The tears kept falling down on the side of his cheeks, falling into the sand until the sand absorbed the tears, making them fade away.

"I wanted to do this with you" His head bobbed down, using his tongue to lick Italy's neck. Italy stared at Russia with terror in his eyes; he didn't know what Russia was about to 'DO'

"Russia! Stop!" he yelled, kicking his legs at the big Russian, he started to scream, using his lungs to shout for someone.

"GERMANY!" he cried out for his best friend, crying in terror. "GERMA-"He got cut off by the Big Russian's hand then suddenly he stopped kicking, noticing that Russia was sitting on his legs.

He stared at Russia with his amber eyes; he saw the same eyes like he did in the cave.

'Something must be wrong with Russia…' he thought while he kept staring. Russia stared back making Italy look away, turning his head to the side.

"Italy?" Italy heard someone, the voice… is it? Germany?

Russia's eyes widen, he quickly stood up and ran into the forest/jungle, fading into the leaves and trees.

After Russia was gone, Germany saw Italy lying on the sandy ground, he thought something was wrong.

"Italy! Are you alright?" he rushed towards the Italian; he knelt down, checking if his best friend was alright.

Italy looked at Germany; his tears were still overflowing but Germany quickly wiped them away with his thumb whilst he smiled.

'I guess he is okay… Ja that's good.' He thought whilst he picked up Italy, walking down the beach to the camp.

'I don't think I should tell Germany about Russia… No! Russia is now my friend, I should just tell them that he is acting strange, I won't tell the part that he tried to do something weird to me.' Italy thought, resting his head against the German's muscled chest, breathing in and out to the rhyme of Germany's heartbeat.

Italy looked forward, seeing the camp and his friends, Japan, America and England.

Wait is that Russia over there? He blinked, seeing the big Russian sleeping on the leaf bed still.

Was it just my im- no it wasn't it felt so real. Damn I really need Pasta soon; I think I'm going crazy! He thought.

Germany stopped and placed Italy on the leaf bed, by the time he did that Italy stared at him whilst he stared back, Amber eyes staring into his Sky blue eyes.

"Your eyes are so Beautiful, Germany." He said while he giggled with happiness.

"Ja… Yours to." He whisper but Italy could hear him, he smiled.

He got up and hugged Germany, closing his eyes while he felt the embrace of his body touching the Muscly German.

The German could feel their bodies embrace each other, he couldn't help but blush at the moment, he carefully touched Italy's back while he hugged him back, and He kept smiling while the tint of red was still there in his cheeks.

"Germany…""Italy" they both said their names. When the hug ended they both smiled at each other.

'I can't help but fall in love with this pasta idiot…' he thought, blushing.

'Ja… I do love him.' He smiled at himself.

He watched Italy run to Japan and England, he could hear most of the words then he noticed something, he stared at Russia while Russia was staring at Italy. Russia was smirking, licking his lips whilst he stared at the Italian.

He slowly looked at Germany, grinning, making Germany angry but he didn't want to make a scene so he kept quiet, for the moment.

Time went on and they didn't see Italy entering the forest, no one had followed him, not even Russia because he was still being eyed on by Germany

Italy rushed out of the forest, carrying some food; he used part of his shirt to help him carry the food back to the camp. They all stared at the Italian, wondering what the hell he has on him.

They stared at the food, seeing that the food wasn't 'from' the jungle but somewhere else.

"Vhere the hell did you find that?" Germany asked the Italian while the Italian pointed to the Jungle.

"I could show you if you like?" they all nodded and followed the Italian into the jungle, following his every step. Finally after all the damn walking they had to do, they all stopped at this weird place.

They looked up seeing a sign; the sign had 'China Town' on it. Everything was brightly colourfully; you could hear the entertainment inside. They all gasped while their jaws dropped, expect Russia. Italy giggled, seeing all their expressions.

"Vhat the hell!" he said while they all saw China walking out of China town, greeting them all.

"Hello, aru." China said while he held a hello Kitty head against his chest.

"Ah, China-san… "China suddenly dropped the kitty head and hugged Japan, sadly Japan hid behind Germany.

"Hey Russia" China said, running up to Russia, hugging him tightly

Russia stared at China while his body was being held. He kept staring then he stared at Italy, seeing Italy staring at him with his Amber eyes.

'Cute…' Russia thought. He tried to smile but that smile formed into a smirk, making Italy shiver abit, trying not to let anyone notice.

Italy tried to smile back, trying not to hesitate. Russia saw him smiling; he couldn't help but blush so he looked away.

China looked up at Russia, staring at his reddened face; he smiled while he gave Russia a kiss on the lips.

Russia gently pushed him away, walking back to the camp while china stood there, frowning.

"Russia… aru…" China slowly walked to his china town; the others went back to the camp.

Night was nearly coming and the Italian was walking up a cliff to watch the sunset. He sat down on the rocky cliff, he had a nice view of the sun plus it was nice and it wasn't that cold.

He felt the breeze hit his curl, moaning lightly.

He heard footsteps on the rocky cliff; he turned and saw America walking up. He smiled at him whilst America sat next to him.

"So, dude, what are you doing here?" he said, staring at Italy. "I wanted to watch the sunset." He smiled, moving his toes whilst he giggled.

"Cool." They both watched the Sunset. The sun was going down slowly, making the sky go blue to orange. It was so beautiful, seeing the colours.

America looked at Italy, blushing at the sight of him.

'I got to confess…'

"Italy…" "Veeh?" he stared at America, smiling again.

"I… Love you." He forced a kiss on the Italian's mouth whilst the sunset flashed its Orangey lights against the two, making a big shadow of those two together against the rocky cliff floor.

America used his hand to touch Italy's head whist the other was on Italy's back. He moved his hand to the curl, pressing it gently and smoothly while the Italian moaned softly.

"Please… America, Ah… stop." He said after he pushed America off him, he pressed his teeth against his bottom lip, trying not to let his moans out.

Italy stared at America's eyes; his eyes were filled with Lust and passion. Italy felt his body moving backwards, feeling his back against the rocky cliff floor.

He felt something under his shirt. He looked down, seeing America's hand under his shirt; he felt one of his fingers rubbing one of his nipples.

Italy eyes widen and quickly pushed America off him, letting America's ass touch the rocky floor.

"Ow, dude, not cool!" he said. He looked at Italy, seeing Italy curled up into a ball whilst he heard his cries.

"Italy… I'm sorry…" he walked to the Italian.

Italy looked up, seeing America with his watery eyes. "Don't-""Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything… I only confessed then… I went out of control… it could be that I haven't had Hamburgers or cola." He said while he brushed his hand through Italy's hair.

"Veeh~ it's okay." He blushed when he remembered that America said "I Love you" to him.

They both saw the moon risen up to the night sky while the stars popped out.

"Let's go back." He held out a hand for the Italian, Italy grabbed his hand and America pulled him up.

They both smiled at each other, walking down the cliff and back to the beach, walking again to the camp.

"Italy!" he heard someone yelling his name. He saw Germany running to him.

Germany smacked Italy on the head, making Italy scream a little. Italy looked at Germany, rubbing his head.

"Why did you do that!" he yelled while his tears were about to come out.

"Vhy did I do that? Because you missed training!" he smacked him again, but America stopped him by catching his fist.

"Dude, don't bully the cute one, it's not good treating cute things like that." Italy blushed, hearing the 'Cute' two times.

'He thinks… I'm cute?' he thought while his cheeks were blushing bright pink, he giggled. 'He thinks I'm cute! Yey!' he thought again

Germany glared at America and America glared back, Blue eyes against the Blue eyes! Italy watched but he got bored, skipping back to the camp to play with Japan.

"Oh Und It-"he looked at the spot where Italy was, noticing he was long gone.

"Great…" he sighed while he glanced at America. "That stupid Italian." He sighed again, walking back to the camp but he was stopped by a hand touching his right shoulder, he turned around, seeing America glaring at him.

"Dude, I want you to know something." "Und that is?" "I Love Italy and you can't stop me from making Italy mine." He smirked while he brushed pass Germany, gently knocking him to the side whilst he walked back to the camp.

His eyes widen, turning back. He glared at the American walking towards the camp, he saw him smiling and talking with the Italian.

"Even though I love Italy… I…. I can't let America have him!" he said to himself, rushing back to the camp.

Everyone went back to sleep then morning came. They were all suddenly awaked by the sound of something whilst the huge wind made all their belongings and other things (Like the leaves bed.) tumble in a different direction.

They all looked up, watching one Helicopter land onto the sand, the sand jumped when the Helicopter landed, then the sand landed back down.

Someone opened the door, smelling the fresh air whilst they stretched. They all looked at this strange person.

It was a Guy with White hair and red eyes, he smirked. A little bird tweeted, landing on the Albino's head.

"Keseseses" his laugh was strange like he was. We all saw him staring at Germany.

"Yo Bruder! The Awesome Prussia is here to come to get ya!" he said while he smirked with delight. He jumped up and walked up to Germany, slapping his hand against the Germany's back.

"Oh… it's you" he sighed, why did it have to be his Brother.

"Yo Italy! How is my Super cute Italian doing!" he hugged The Italian in a big embrace then he stopped, smiling at the Italian.

"Veeh! I'm fine." "The Awesome Prussia has arrived! Now get on the Helicopter." He commended. They all nodded and stepped onto the Helicopter, inside were white leather seats; there was enough for 7 people. Everyone sat down whilst Germany looked at Prussia.

"Bruder… Vhere did you get this Helicopter?" Germany asked. "Kesese, Vell, this is my own Helicopter." He lied but sadly Germany wasn't buying it.

"You don't even have a Helicopter, Bruder…" he started to glare at his Brother whilst Prussia's face went abit pale.

"Vell… I found it and I borrowed it." he slowly said.

"So you stole it!" Italy bounced up; he had a smile on his face. Prussia's face went paler whilst he felt a strong glare.

"Kesese…" he laughed abit, trying to forget that Germany was pissed off

"YOU IDIOT!" Germany clenched his hand into a fist and punched Prussia's head.

"Ah! Don't bruise the awesome Prussia!" he said whilst his hands were covering his head.

"Bruder… Vhen ve get back home, you better return this Helicopter!" he yelled at Prussia. Prussia felt the spit from Germany's mouth… Eww… He thought.

He wiped the salvia off his face, and then he turned around to the controls and toke off.

'Great, Stupid Bruder had to ruin the moment…' he thought, frowning whilst he controlled the helicopter to take the nations back to England's place.

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DONE! FINNALLY!-!

I forgot the Pasta party but that will be on Chapter 11 – Italy's Pasta Party –

I'm still trying to do my best also there is another one I did!

Germany Is my heart and soul it's a Gerita One shot and I thought I did good on that xD

Well Ciao! I see you readers on chapter 11!

R&R : )