A/N: oh my friggin' gosh! Please forgive me! I am busy and was being lazy.

Plus…

On the happy note I got my first review! Please review my story. R&R!

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I flipped when I got the review. Please, also rubyredroses1 gave me some ideas for this chapter *smiles wickedly*

ON WITH THE STORY! ^_-

Romano's POV

San Marino was insistent on glaring at her older brother, Romano. Romano honestly was a little hurt but he didn't care. Mari could not wear the frilly seductive dress any longer. Why the ****, was she refusing to change.

His eyes wandered around the faces in the living room. His gaze landed on the sturdy German. That potato eating *******! What did he want from her! I had spied the picture of him, obviously San Marino's handiwork. I scowled. Mari was once again smiling and happy, drawing with her other brother.

She constantly glared his way, though. Romano sighed. Why of all the sort of sensible people in his family, why did Mari have to go to the dark side? Spain looked at me, he smiled teasingly.

"Roma, please stop the seething. Let's just relax and be thankful she's okay." Spain had to go and put it bluntly. Mari's eyes softened at her brother's, Spain, words. She ran to me and gave me a hug.

"I'm sorry, Fratello. I wanted to visit Venziano and lots of conflicts appeared and … I'm sorry." She released her grip on me and I smiled at my sorella.

"Its fine, Sorella. Just, next time let us get you more clothes." "Plus a safer way of travel." Spain butted in. now all the tension was vaporized from the room.

Italy's POV

I watched everyone in the room as the tension lifted. I rubbed my hands together, and it was time to think hard. San Marino would make a perfect girlfriend to Germany. They were such an adorable couple. My new job has started, and it is MATCHMAKER!

I rubbed my hands together but soon enough my airheaded-ness took over and pasta related thoughts invaded my mind like a tidal wave.

"Mari, let's go shopping! Let's all go! C'mon family bonding!" I pleaded. Germany shook his head, but I rejected. "Yes Germany, you are a part of this family." Germany frowned. I smiled in triumph, which never happened here.

"But I should change first, shouldn't I" Romano smiled and nodded.

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Narrator view

The family was at a big mall in the city. Romano and Germany were not having an ounce of fun, but the others sure were. They were laughing and smiling. This only caused the two downers to scowl and grimace and sigh in annoyance.

Mari was practically skipping with glee, who was finally out of the maids dress. She was now in a very simplistic outfit of big sweats and a large hoodie. People looked at her funny, probably asking themselves, 'why is that cute little girl wearing those clothes and with those men?'

Romano and Germany sighed in unison. That's when the unexpected happened.

Prussia walked straight up to them with a trailing Gilbird. San Marino never having heard of the person or his pet; was in physical and mental awe. Her mouth agape and eyes wide, the cute girl grabbed the albino's attention. Even in the clothes she was wearing. Germany mental face slapped himself.

'Why oh why, did Prussia have to be here? Today?' Germany thought. Romano's thoughts were equal more or less, but with cussing involved. Prussia put on his special face, the one to attract pretty young girls to the bad side.

'D****, you Switzerland.' Prussia thought bluntly, I had almost gotten Liechtenstein. 'but this girl is a total rival to Liech." Again, bluntly.

He walked over to Mari. Prussia had failed to notice the others, do to his urge to take this girl with him. (A/N: oh u know what I mean… don't make me say it.)

"Hello, I am Prussia and this is Gilbird." He said surprisingly charmingly, while pointing to his little yellow bird. Prussia made Gilbird fly around her head and chirp. Mari was smiling and giggling. Germany thought she looked adorable, but unknowing to his self, jealous. Germany accidentally let out a low grow-like noise and Prussia noticed them. "Hey, bro! Your awesome half has arrived." He said, just being Prussia.

"Wow! Germany he is your brother? Oh! I am San Marino, call me Mari." She said in that sweet Italian accent of hers. Germany just nodded gloomily. "Can I hold Gilbird?" she asked tentatively, being shy. Prussia smiled, more like a smirk.

"Sure, Mari." He held her name out a few extra beats, trying how it felt on his tongue.

"Stay away from my sorella, you vital regions stealing ******!" Romano said straight forward. Prussia cussed in his head, girls with protective brothers. Arggg.

"Prussia, just go bother someone else. Like Austria." Germany put in, trying to be helpful. Mari was cuddling Gilbird, both looked extremely happy. "Oh, gosh…"

"He is so cute and soft! I love you, Gilbird!" she squealed. Many face palms went around, along with groaning. Prussia could only smirk, and Italy, matchmaker, was just given some ideas.

"I have so many birds." Prussia stated dramatically.

"Seriously! Romano won't buy me one!" she said. Gilbird flew to her head and sat there. Mari would not stop smiling. (A/N: my head cannon: Prussia has many birds and they're all called Gilbird)

"Wow! Gilbird hasn't taken a liking to someone in awhile. Do you want him?" he exclaimed casually. Gilbird was getting comfy in Mari's hair.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she said getting louder with each 'Yes!' Prussia smirked and nodded.

"Fine, but now we have to go." Italy protested. Everyone looked up; this was so unlike Italy's normal behavior, Italy was also pouting. Prussia had decided to stay, counting that he was family. He had explained that Gilbird could deliver messages so they could talk, in the future. Mari said sure and that, that was so cool...

"We are splitting into groups of two. Spain & Prussia, Romano & me, and finally Mari & Germany!" he had happiness and secret mischief in his eyes. Everyone groaned a little except for Germany and the small girl.

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Germany's POV

Out shopping, me and Mari were having quite a good time. They were talking and laughing. I was having fun.

They were walking around a certain level and looking around. Mari had spotted a shop called, "Clothes 4 u!" it was clearly a teen store. Mari smiled and rushed in. she picked clothes and tried them on, she showed me everyone. I had preferred her skirt and blouse rather than the shorts and tank top.

After we finished in that one store, Mari had gotten quite a few bags, we headed to the food court for ice cream. This was going to be my treat.

San Marino's POV

We were going for ice cream and Germany was buying. This was one of the happiest days in my life! I got to shop with him, and model for him, and now he's buying me ice cream! Somebody pinch me! Okay, okay, I have a crush on tall, blonde, muscular German. When I finally excepted this thought blush came to my face and I got nervous. While thinking we were already at the ice cream place.

"Mari, what would you like?" he asked me politely.

"Umm… Cookies and cream cone?" I asked. He nodded and ordered for me. Germany had ordered chocolate. It was getting very crowded inside, so we decided to go enjoy our tasty desserts next to the pond. I still had Gilbird on my head, he had fallen asleep and I thought he was too cute and quite a good accessory, to take off. I liked my cone; we sat on a park style bench, near the pond. The pond had coy fish that kept blowing bubbles.

"Is your ice cream good?" he asked beside me. He sounded kind of awkward and unsure of what to say.

"It's amazing. Thank you." I said politely trying to make it un-awkward. I put my cone towards his mouth. "Wanna' lick?" I asked. He had bought it for me, was the least I could do. Thinking that certain though I blushed fiercely and was embarrassed.

Then I felt the cone move in my grasp, I looked up. Germany had taken a lick. I smiled and breathed out quietly.

"Very sweet." He said. "You and this ice cream are in par." I was shocked by the compliment, but very happy also I blushed.

"T-thanks Germany." I had managed to spit out.

Italy's POV

I sat at a bench near them quietly; I was watching their romantic progress! It was going great! Now to step it up a notch. Thank goodness, Roma isn't here or someone would have died. Or at least brutally maimed. I called over someone with a saxophone.

"Play a nice romantic song, near them!" he instructed, while handing him a twenty. I may be not very smart but love is a thing we Italians take seriously.

San Marino's POV

So there was kind of an awkward silence going on, and it bothered me. I had changed into one of my new out fits, this one was a short skirt with a tank top with lace flowers on it. On my feet were normal black flip-fops. I was thinking of good things to say, when a really romantic saxophone song played. My heart started to beat a little faster and I felt my face get hot. I looked over at Germany, he was blushing also. He looked at me, and I couldn't pull away from his pretty blue eyes. His eyes looked softer when they looked at me.

That is when I braved up and made my move. I leaned forward and Germany closed the gap, we were kissing! I was new at this, but Germany was too. At least I thought and it was not awkward. After a few seconds we broke apart.

I smiled to myself. This was the best day ever. I sighed and scooted closer to Germany, he put his arm around me slowly. I closed my eyes and just smiled, and so did he. Even though are faces were red and hearts thumping, we smiled being oblivious to the world. I sat there leaning on Germany and listening to the saxophone with my eyes closed.

Italy's POV

It actually worked? They kissed! Yes this was going in the history books! Finally! I had to cover my mouth from screaming with joy. I ran away to go find the others and to make pasta. Passsttttttaaaaa!

Germany's POV

I was shocked, happy, nervous, and intrigued. I actually like this small little girl leaning on me for support. My eyes were proud and I was lucky. Gosh! Italy was getting me with all of his lovey, dovey-ness.

Romano's POV

I looked around for my stupid, airheaded Fratello; he was nowhere to be seen.

Spain's POV

I was walking to a store Prussia had told me to meet him at, when I saw the pond. I went outside to see its beauty, when I saw Germany and Mari eating ice cream. I sat down and watched the whole show take place. Now I walked away smiling, love is a precious thing, especially young love.

A/N: yesss! How was that? Sorry for the wait. I have been reading fanfictions lately, so if you have a one you think I might like, review and tell me about it. PLEASE R&R! I BEG OF YOU. Remember you get your name in my profile and the next chapter. But please review with something to say not just bashing or random stuff. If you want to tell me about your story, so be it! Go right on ahead.

~LIECHLAND

P.S. sorry been in the mood for romantic stuff, but I am not very good at it. So SORRY!

P.P.S should I continue? Or is it finished?