Italy/Germany-

Two people could only be so different, right? But they eventually have to have something in common. ...right? Why is it so hard to find something we both have in common? There has to be a reason for why we became friends... If there isn't a reason, then we wouldn't be...friends... But...there isn't a reason for why we became friends. At least, not that I know of. We're nothing alike. I'm quiet and serious. I don't think I've ever seen him take anything seriously. He talks all the time and never stops. I never talk. Am I missing something?' I stared blankly at his mouth as he blabbered on and on, not noticing that I wasn't paying attention to what he was talking about. '...well...I guess it's because he's just naturally nice...' Suddenly, he paused and his smile faded slightly.

"Hey? Is something wrong? What are you thinking about?" His eyes stared up at me in confusion, and grabbed my arm quickly, laying his head on my shoulder. At least, as close to my shoulder as he could get. "Is something bothering you? Will you tell me?"

I opened my mouth to speak but stopped myself. '...and he's clingy...' I shook my head and looked down at him. "No, nothing is wrong..."

This time he shook his head and pulled my arm down so he could be the same height as me. "...are you sure? You look like something's bugging you," he mumbled.

"We're very different, aren't we?" I asked, humming slightly. "You're very emotional and talkative and touchy and...I'm not."

He laughed and shrugged his shoulders. "So? We're still friends! Right?"

I frowned. "...yes, but why?" When I said this, he frowned.

"...uh..? What do you mean by that?"

"I mean," I began to explain, "we're friends, but...why are we friends?"

"Uh..." His brow furrowed slightly while he searched for an answer. "W-well...uh...I don't..." He frowned and hugged my arm tighter. "It-it doesn't matter, though, right? We're friends! That's all that matters."

"...right..." His smile came back immediately, but it looked a bit more nervous and uncertain. "But...just to have a reason...why?"

His eyes shone slightly and for a moment, I thought he was about to start crying. "W-well...hm...because we're so different, we just get along naturally! Opposites attract," he explained, smiling happily up at me.

I felt my mouth twitch up into a smile and nodded my head slightly. "Right..."

Another short chapter, and it is in Germany's point of view, if you can't tell. And...going off on a tangent for a moment, but...I just finished Pokémon Y tonight. And...my God. Such a beautiful game. Great graphics, a pretty solid storyline...just...I was amazed. And I still am.

...Sorry. My little tangent is over.

-PizzaPasta