This is back to the Hetalia universe. LudxFeli (GerIta). I wrote this at camp, so it was somewhat inspired by my own experiences... minus the romance.

Feliciano yawned, blinking up at the darkening dawn sky. Ludwig had called him to attention only a few minutes before, and had then left to use the bathroom saying, "Don't move a muscle or I'll make you run until your feet drop off!"

And so he stayed… sort of. The brunette's posture was relaxed as he twirled on the spot, letting his arms fling out to the sides. Humming loudly to himself, the Italian wished that he was still in bed (seeing as it was only four in the morning), when something caught his eye. There in the blackness, a lone light flickered into existence.

"Una lucciola! Che bello!" Feliciano cried, his wide amber eyes sparkling with surprise and joy. Forgetting his orders almost instantaneously, he leapt after the glowing insect.

When the commanding nation returned, he found his ally crouching several meters away. The brunette giggled like a delighted child, blissfully unaware of the irate Germanic behind him.

"Italy!" Ludwig loomed out of the early morning shadows, catching the shorter nation off guard.

"G-Germany…" Feliciano looked frightened, but his posture suggested excitement. "Look what I found!"

Holding his cupped hands out to his taller counterpart, the Italian urged him to extend his own. Finally, the blonde allowed his leather clad appendages to join the tanned company of his ally's. When he did, Feliciano opened them to reveal a single firefly resting on his soft finger pads. It flickered gently before whirring into action and fleeing into the open air above them.

"Oh…" The brunette nation's face fell, and for a moment, he looked as if he would cry. Ludwig hesitated.

"D-don't worry about it." He ordered, his voice somewhat softer than it usually was, "We can catch more tonight."

"Okay!" Feliciano jumped up, a grin on his face. "Can I have my morning kiss now, Captain?"

After a scathing review of his poor military behavior and lack of motivation, the Italian sniffled, "Why do we have to get up so early in the morning, Germany?"

Ludwig hesitated for the second time that day, then cursed. How can he make me lose focus so easily?

"We get up early to fit more into the day… and because it's peaceful."

"Ve?"

A faint blush crept across the blue-eyed nation's pale cheeks as he clenched his square jaw. After consulting his watch, the blonde replied, "Follow me, double time."

Feliciano could feel his apprehension melting away as he kept pace with Ludwig. The forest was cool and the air, fresh. Squirrels chattered from the shadowy brush, and birds had begun to sing up the sun.

"Germany? Where are we going?"

"You'll see." Perhaps it was the early morning light, but the blonde's ears were as red as thee tomatoes so loved by Antonio and Lovino. Now the only sounds were those of the twigs and leaves crunching beneath their boots, and the huff of Feliciano gasping for breath.

Suddenly, the trees stopped and gave way to a rocky clearing with a clear view of the still-hazy horizon. The view was breathtaking. The golden sun was peering through the grey veil of dawn, tinting the sky a pale yellow. Up above, the retreating evening spread hues of indigo, lavender, and pink across the morning canvas.

"Italy," Ludwig called him over, gesturing with his large gloved hand. Feliciano hadn't even realized he'd stopped, and quickly ran to his captain's side.

"Germany, this is beautiful…" He stared at the wide open sky as though it were his first time seeing it.

"They say it's romantic to watch the sunset," the blonde began awkwardly, "but I thought that, maybe, you would-"

"Grazie." The Italian got up on tip toes, flinging his arms around Ludwig's neck and pecking him on the lips. "This makes waking up so early worthwhile. "

"R-really?" The taller of the two swallowed nervously, his bashful eyes not meeting the other's.

"Si! Most definitely!" Feliciano giggled contentedly, "If I can watch the sunset with you, I know it'll be a good day!"

Una lucciola! Che bello! - A firefly! How beautiful!