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Romano left the house, after having talked with Antonio about the situation. The latter gave him full support for his decision, and they talked about having Venechiano stay over for a couple of days.

But that was 5 minutes ago, and he only cared about right now. As he ran down the greenery of Antonio's tomato plants, Romano thought about what Venechiano said on the phone; how he stuttered on I'm, how he almost broke down on dead body. 'Damn it…he better be okay!' Romano thought, as he leapt over the fence that protected Spain's property.

Now of all days, Romano decided to sleep so far away from his fratello. 'No…it's that damned Ludwig's fault for doing that to him!! He should've never rejected him!'

South Italy stopped at a fence that was covered in odd ornamental barbed wire. "What the hell?" He said, as he tried touching one. Nothing happened; well, it was ornamental after all. But it was so…well…stupid. Romano, suddenly remembering why he came here in the first place, climbed the gate's walls and started running again. He was stopped again by Austria, who seemed to be going in the same direction as him but more calmed.

"What do you want?! I don't have time to just stop and listen to your-""Time? What could you possibly be doing on my property that you can't even stop?!" Austria retorted. "Looking for that stupid macho potato you call Germany!!" Romano exclaimed, glaring at Roderich. Roderich made an 'o' with his mouth, as he turned to the direction in which Italy was running. "But….I'm looking for him as well. He seems to have run out of the house…he left his shoes in the house though. He couldn't have gone far…" Austria trailed off, beginning to walk.

Romano shook his head, "I'm going to Venechiano's house to check for myself where that ass really went." He ran past Austria in the same direction.

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"Mmm…G-Germany…" The brunette moaned hands entangled in the blonde hair as he rolled his hips. Said male continued to bob on the other's length, enticing Italy to moan louder.

"Ah…G-Germany?" Italy, displeased after Ludwig stopped, asked. Germany gave a quick blow to the hardened organ before looking into Venechiano's chocolate eyes. "I think I heard something," He got up, "I'll go check it out." He was walking towards the door when Italy called out to him. "What?" He asked.

"I-I'm coming with you-WOAH!" Italy slipped on a stray piece of clothing, and landed on his back. "Oww…" "Italy! Are you okay?" Germany said, as he went over to aid the other country. He crouched down and leaned between Venechiano's legs t get a closer look, but stopped when Italy let out a sudden gasp. "What's the matter?" Germany asked, looking at the other's crimson flushed cheeks. Italy did nothing but arch his back and mewl with delight. He kept at it until Ludwig backed away, and he shivered from the missing warmth. "H-Huh?" "You're here on the floor making weird noises and all you can say is huh?" Ludwig asked, not helping but to let his eyes roam around the other's body.

That's when he saw it, Italy's erect length. He sighed, "Again, huh?" Well, that problem had to be solved right away didn't it?

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Both Romano and Roderich stood in front of the door to Venechiano's house. They both took a deep breath, before opening the door. The living room was more or so clean, and the kitchen looked okay too. The dining area was the same, and they checked every single closet. Nothing. So all was left was upstairs—and Romano would damn sure check the bedroom first. They silently creeped upstairs, and stopped in front of the bedroom door. There wasn't even the sound of wind.

"On the count of three..." Roedrich started "One...two..."

With a shouted 'three', Romano kicked opened the door and ran in. "Jesus Christ!!" He screamed seconds later, running back out. "Fr-fratello? What're you doing here?" Venechiano said, sitting up in the bed as he rubbed his eyes sleepily. "What am I doing here?! I should be asking what the hell are you doing with him!" Romano pointed at the German sleeping contently beside his brother. Austria blushed and hid his face. "Oh my…"

Venechiano's entire face went red as he got fully engulfed into the situation. He pulled the covers up to his bare chest and fidgeted nervously. "W-well…G-Germany has a fever and…." "And?!" "And I didn't want him going back so...Um…late at night!" Romano stared at Venechiano for a good minute before countering. "That's a bunch of bullshit lies!!!"

With that sudden outburst, Germany woke up. "Mmm….what the?!"

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"And that's what happened, Ve!" Venechiano proudly exclaimed slurping up the pasta he had caught in his fork. Germany sighed and covered his face of embarrassment.

The black haired male giggled. A blonde beside him tried to hold in his laughter by covering his mouth, and another blonde sat with jealous-filled eyes looking at Germany.

"Well, Italy-kun, you seem very ecstatic about the whole thing." "Pfft….ecstatic? I think you mean proud, Kiku!!" The blonde haired blue eyed male said, finally letting out his laughter. "Ah…I'm so jealous, mon amour. You got to taste Italy before I did…" The last said, picking up a cup of wine to take a sip.

"…….Shut up." Germany said, leaving the table.

This was really gay to write. Of course it's yaoi, but, I just can't help but to call this outright gay. XD

Plus, to make things worse, I was listening to Sexy Back while writing this. I swear I'm such a douche.

This is totally going to be rated M now just for that yaoi moment.

If you don't know, Italy was telling the story of how he and Germany got together to France, America, and Japan over lunch. You'd be damn right if you said Alfred was probably prone to spurting out soda from laughing too much. Never talk about your sex life in public, people!!!