A/N: Wow minna~ thanks for the reviews ^^ It made me so happy! I never even thought that this fanfic is worth a review to begin with! Thanks for being so patient you guys, and thanks for your encouragement for me to upload the second chapter! *bows*
Erhem…so since I haven't figured out how to reply reviews on fanfiction yet, I am going to reply and thank them here.. (yes, I am that new…OTL)
Inuaiko: Thank you so much! I will try to develop more to the story da!~
Blaqkxbird: I appreciate your selfishness XD I usually tend to be a little selfish sometimes..=,= Thanks for the encouragement and support!
Xxilikecatsxx: XD yepp…you guessed it, that's the whole point of the story XD Thanks for the review!
Disclaimer : Unless I gave birth to Hidekaz Himaruya, or probably the other way around, Hetalia would be mine. But I'm not. So strictly saying, Hetalia isn't mine. TT_TT
So then! Let's begin with the second chapter!
"ON YOUR MARK ITALIEN!"
"I'M READY CAPTAIN!"
"ONE!"
Both grabbed their forks and spoons off the table in preperation
"TWO!"
Both Leaned closer to their plate
"THREE!"
And they scarfed the whole plateful of spaghetti like a couple of maddogs.
Both nations couldn't even think at the moment, blinded with hunger, heat, and urge to finish the plate, they didnt realize what was coming on to them as time passes on. The young Italian's face was tinted a nice shade of pink, as he slurped and sucked on the yellowish straps of doom. The german's face doesn't look any better as well, lust prominently seen from his "piuttosto' eyes, face flushed a darker shade of pink as he continued scarfing both meat sauce and spaghetti straps alternately.
A minute passed by with the two still trying to fit said spaghetti in the contents of their stomach, after having to eat God knows how many sporkful of spaghetti, both nations decided to give it a rest.
"Doitsu...I..can't take it anymore..." The Italian whined as he cradled his bloated figure in his hands.
The German started putting down his eating apparels as well, right after that sentence of encouragement given by the now 'pasta' sick Italian.
Germany looked back at the pot of Spaghetti standing tall and proud at the kitchen counter. It's impossible. Even after they scarfed two plateful of its contents, it still looked as if it wasn't even touched, full of yellow strings waiting to be swallowed by its mighty creator. When would this end? The German quietly spoke to himself.
In any moment now, the wine will finally take its effect, Germany thought. Now all he should be able to do before that happens is to prevent the blonde and the Italian from being drunk. The german quickly took a bar of chocolate from the refrigerator, hoping it would solve his problem.
The german quickly tossed half a bar of chocolate to the whimpering Italian.
"Italien! That bar of chocolate!...Eat it! Schweiz said it could help your...flushed state.."
The Italian all but complied to the now...also..flushed German.
'Schweiz had told me that chocolates can prevent drunkiness, I do hope this would work.' The German prayed as he took a gigantic bite of dark chocolate.
Unfortunately for the poor German, the Chocolate was labeled in pure, difficult Italian language that was so difficult to understand, even for Germany himself.
The Blonde quickly spitted out the bitter chocolate that he had just bitten previously
"VERDAMMT! THIS CONTAINS LIQUOR!" Well that did not help at all.
"ITALIEN! SPIT IT OUT! SPIT IT OUT RIGHT NOW! "
"Doitsu...It's so hot ve..." The Italian started to moan, clearly not helping the German's intentions at all.
"Italien...why do you keep a liquor...based chocolate...in your fridge..." The German couldn't help but notice the Italian's soft...pink...pouty lips...the way chocolate liquor is dripping out of his- ..MEIN GOTT! WHAT IS HE THINKING!
"Doitsu~ "
Chocolate dripping from his lips...
"I...I can't..."
Sweet, sweet, chocolate...
"Do...ahh..."
That broke the line.
The German quickly crushed his lips to the Italians liquor dripping ones. Both minds hazy and blinded with lust and arousal without actually realizing so. The Italian was a little taken aback to say the least, but who could blame him? With such heat and arousal, its suffice to say that even the pasta loving italian would respond to the guilty act of pleasure.
"ngah...doitsu..." Chocolate trails are starting to drip out of the dazed italian's mouth, some dripping into the german's mouth, allowing him to taste the liquor contained in the chocolate both nations had previously eaten.
"Italien.." Germany's voice was muffled between the Italian's liquor covered lips, between two soft pink cushions as pink tounges darted out to taste more of each other's cavern.
Germany, obviously not knowing where this is going to end up, decided to break the sinful act. That, and the fact that they were both running short on oxygen.
Both Nations panted harshly after the kiss ended. The Italian's mouth now smeared with liquor, chocolate and saliva.
If that was supossed to help the german's now developing "PROBLEM' then screw the chocolates.
The german dived in the Italian's neck, biting each inch of the exposed skin. Self control flew by itself out the window, transforming the german into a wild, hungry beast that the german himsef didn't even knew he possesed.
" do- stop...haa...that tickles ve..." the Italian writhed underneath said beast.
The german continue his ministrations to the drunken Italian beneath him,
That is, until common sense kicked back in the German's crashed system and allowed him to literally scramble a few meters away from the Italian he just..molested.
And there goes Mr Silence once again, whooshing through both nations who at the moment are not able to say a word to each other.
The german was flushed a deep red as he crouched back down to the dining chair. Covering his face in embarassment, While the Italian was panting harshly on the messy kitchen counter he was previously cornered in.
The german abruptly stood up and muttered some apologies to the still panting Italian without having any eye contact whatsoever.
What would I say to him tomorrow? How can I have lost control like that? Verdammt Italien is my only friend too, well...nein, there is always Japan, but Italien was special. A special friend?-
"doitsu...the chocolate didn't help me feel any better..." The Italian moaned out, cutting the blonde off his thoughts.
The german sighed. "It was supossed to, until I found out It contained liquor."
"ve? Ohh...I think that one's from France nii-chan.."
Silence.
"erm...Italien... Entschuldigung.." Germany bowed his head in embarrassment.
The Italian only stared at said german with watery eyes, either from tears, arousal, lust? The german pondered.
What if he never want to speak to me ever again!
"erm….Italien…I just got a little….out of control…please forgive me…"
Silence
Oh shit. The Italian's mad at him!
"It-Italien!" The german struggled with all of the Italian vocabularies that he learnt..."SCUSA!"
Silence
A snort
A giggle
A confused german
A giggling Italian
"Italien? What's so funny?
"*giggles* Doitsu...*snort* you're saying it wrong..." The Italian tried to hold back his laughter at the dumbfounded german.
"h-ha? It's scusa right? Sorry? It- Scusa is sorry in Italian right?" The german knitted his brows in confusion.
The Italian giggled a few more times and smiled at the german "Scusa is sorry, but it's used in a different sentence ~ve"
The yellow maned- brows knitted even further.
"excuse me?" The german tried comprehending what the Italian just said
"that's right!" The Italian smiled
The german is now more confused than ever. What does he mean by 'that's right!'
"uh..sorry Italian I don't know what you're talking about." The german admitted defeatedly while raising his hand.
"ve? Scusa is excuse me." The Italian simply defined.
Ohh. So that's it. Well that made the german look stupid.
"so...uh...so-sorry?
The Italian smiled. "Va bene, Il mio amore." as he stood from the counter and walked over to where said gaping blonde is standing.
"J-Ja, what does that mean?" The german stuttered as the Italian leaned even closer towards him.
"It's okay, my liebe."
Ok,,, I will like stop right here, cause it is starting to get out of plot. = =
Anywaaaays, Sorry for the terribly long update cause I'm that lazy,^^ fufufufu, but still, I'm not that slacked to think of what happens in the NEXT CHAPTER!
So please stay tuned to this fanfic, and review! *bows*
Flames are for grilling wursts! ;D