Song: Something There

Germany/Fem!Italy

The halls of Hetalia High were a madhouse when the final bell rang. Someone could easily get trampled in the rush for the doors, especially a weak, ditsy Italian. Luckily for a certain Italian in particular, she was rescued every day by… But I'm getting ahead of myself here. Flashback please!

~Flashback!~

"Psst! Kiku, what did Mr. Kirkland just say?" Feliciana poked her Japanese friend with a pencil to get his attention. Kiku was a quiet young man with black hair and expressionless brown eyes. He sighed quietly and pointed to a spot on the page in the science book they were sharing. Feliciana's eyes skimmed over the page. Blah blah blah photosynthesis blah blah sun blah blah boring boring boring energy. "Oh, I got it!" she whispered. Kiku raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Their teacher finished his lecture on the conversion of solar energy to sugars for the plant to eat just as the bell rang. Feliciana scooped up her book bag and raced for the door. The sooner she got home, the sooner she got PASTA~! She ignored Kiku's alarmed cry of "Wait Fericiana-san!" She ran outside the classroom and BAM! A wall of students hit the poor girl and she landed on her back. Now she was done for, the crowd would trample her for sure! She barely had time to scream before something grabbed her wrist and yanked her with considerable strength to her feet again. The same force pulled her into a side hallway and shielded her from the mob. Feliciana blinked and looked up, ready to thank her savior.

Serious blue eyes stared into her light brown ones and Feliciana squeaked in shock. It was that scary German kid! He was always so serious and he looked at her funny sometimes. "Are you hurt?" He asked in that deep voice of his. Feliciana blushed a bit and looked down.

"N-no!" she stuttered. "G-grazie! I would-a been c-c-crushed if you hadn't saved me." Her usual chirpy voice had faded to a whisper under the German's intense stare and she quivered slightly. He scared a lot of kids much braver than her with his seriousness and gruff way of speaking. She saw a hint of sadness flash across his face before he nodded sharply. He looked over his shoulder at the now empty hall. The end of the day rush was like a flash flood, here and gone in an instant.

"Vell, I'm glad you're all right. Lebewohl." He turned abruptly and walked away. Feliciana noticed with unusual perception that his shoulders were slightly slumped and his head bowed. Maybe… maybe he was like that Swedish boy, always quiet but secretly a very kind person…

…

Nah.

…

…

…

No way! That couldn't possibly be it! …Could it? Feliciana was lost in unpasta related thoughts as she walked back home. Finally she gave up and looked up at the sky. That boy! He was so confusing. And her tendency to blush whenever she thought about his clear blue eyes or strong masculine features was even more so. She'd never felt this way before, it was new and a bit alarming. "Whatever it is," she murmured, "There's-a something in him that I didn't see before."

~A Time Skip Inside A Flashback!~

Feliciana sat down at her usual table in the cafeteria. She hummed happily as she pulled out her lunchbox which was full of, you guessed it, pasta! She was soon joined by her sister Lovina, Kiku, her good friend Antonio and his good friends Francis and Gilbert. Those three were often called the "Bad Touch Trio", or the BTT, by the rest of the school. Kiku had once tried to explain the confusing name to her. Gilbert was "Bad", Francis had a tendency to "Touch" (Feliciana wasn't sure what that meant but from the way he'd said it she assumed that it was grownup stuff she wouldn't understand), and with Antonio they made a "Trio".

"Ohonhonhonhon! You look as beautiful as ever cher~." Francis purred as he sat down. Gilbert snickered and whispered something to Antonio that made him laugh as well. Lovina glared and probably would have said a few choice words if her mouth wasn't full of tomatoes. Gilbert stopped snickering suddenly and began looking around the crowded lunch room.

"Are you looking for someone amigo?" Antonio asked innocently.

"Oui, per'aps my petit cousin Madeline?" Francis asked not-so-innocently. Gilbert blushed, a startling contrast to his white hair, and punched Francis lightly on the shoulder.

"N-nein! I vas looking for my bruder!" Feliciana looked up with interest, she didn't know Gilbert had a brother.

"Oh, and what brought zhis on? You're usually not full of…shall we say…brotherly love?" Francis was grinning like the Cheshire Cat now.

"Vhatever, I'm too awesome to be offended. Anyvay, mein bruder usually sits vith his unawesome friends but today sissy boy is at a band competition und Vash is sick. So I am going to be awesome und allow him to sit vith us!" Feliciana smiled, even though Gilbert tried to deny it, there were times he could be genuinely nice. He must really care about his brother, she wondered what he'd look like. Was he albino like-

A flash of blonde caught her eye and she turned to look. It was the German boy! He looked back at her from across the room for a bit, his school lunch resting in his hands. His cheeks seemed to get red and he moved to walk in a different direction.

"HEY VEST! COME OVER HERE!" Everyone winced as Gilbert stood up and bellowed. The blonde boy swiveled around and looked at Gilbert despairingly. Feliciana gasped quietly, Wait a pasta filled minute… is he…?

"YOOHOO! OVER HERE! SIT VITH YOUR AWESOME BRUDER!" Gilbert was beckoning to the blonde boy. Oh Holy Roman Empire! He is! Feliciana looked down at her plate and furiously concentrated on eating. Her eyes flickered to the only empty seat…that was right next to her. She gulped and scooted away slightly when he sat down.

"Must you yell all zhe vay across zhe room bruder?" she heard him ask, she didn't dare look up.

"Yes. I must. Othervise you vould ignore me und not be able to bask in zhe glow of my awesomeness." With that said Gilbert promptly ignored him and started an animated conversation with Antonio over whether tomatoes or chicks were cuter. Feliciana had finished her pasta and now had no excuse to not look up and talk with the boy. Wait! Her sketchbook! She frantically pulled it out of her bag along with a pencil.

Feliciana was a talented artist, but now she was working on her hardest picture yet. It was an old childhood memory of when her family had vacationed in Germany. She bit her lip as she looked at what she'd done so far. It wasn't much, but you could discern two children, a boy and a girl, holding hands and looking at some far off mountains. She got to work, defining the children and adding trees. She could remember it all so clearly, the shy German boy she'd met, the fresh sweet air, and the quivery feeling she'd had in her chest.

"You are very good," the blonde boy whispered, his face closer to her ear than was entirely comfortable. She squeaked and whipped around to look at him. Now their noses were almost touching. They both jerked back. Luckily the BTT or Lovina hadn't noticed.

"Grazie! I'm glad you like it," Feliciana said shyly. He smiled slightly and she was amazed by the dramatic effect it had on his features. He should smile more often… She screwed up her courage and asked, "U-um, what's your name?"

"Ludwig."

"Ve~, that's a nice name!" Feliciana was becoming much more comfortable around Ludwig.

He blushed,"Not as nice as yours Feliciana…" Oh, he knew her name? "U-um, who are they?" he stuttered.

"Who?" Feliciana asked utterly confused. His blush deepened and he pointed to her picture. "Oh, that's me," she pointed to the girl. "And he's a boy I met when I was visiting Germany." She heard Ludwig inhale sharply and eyed him curiously. His face was now pale and his eyes were bugged out. "Um…Ludwig?" He snapped out of it and his blush returned.

"I…I have to go," he mumbled, standing up abruptly and almost running out of the room. Feliciana gaped, had she offended him?!

"Don't worry about it Fericiana-san."

Feliciana flinched again. She'd forgotten Kiku had been sitting on her other side. He looked at her and gave a tiny smile. Feliciana hoped he was right and that nothing was wrong with Ludwig. She didn't want anything to happen to her new friend!

…Friend?

…

...Yes, Ludwig was her friend. No doubt about that. She pressed a hand to her chest as the quivery feeling returned. Maybe… he was more than a friend?

~End of Flashback~

Thank you Mr. Flashback! You too Time Skip! Now, where was I? Oh yes, luckily for a certain Italian in particular, she was rescued every day by her German boyfriend. Let's take a look at how they're doing shall we?

~Commencing Flash-forward~

The bell had rung! Feliciana grabbed her book bag and rushed for the door… only to be stopped by a wall of muscle. She looked up and smiled brightly. "Ve~! Hi Luddy!" She pecked Ludwig on the cheek and giggled as his face turned red. "Can you come over to my house today? Please come! We're having PASTA~!"

Ludwig laughed and nodded, "Yes liebe, I'll come." They held hands as Ludwig forged a path through the chaos that was Hetalia High School. Feliciana loved Ludwig soooooooo much, she couldn't believe she'd ever been afraid of him! The way he opened doors, protected her – in other words the way he acted like a perfect gentleman – were endearing and the way he blushed every time she kissed or hugged him was adorable. Yes, there was definitely a lot more to her strict German than met the eye.

GerIta! I love this song and I love this pairing! X3

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