A/N Blehh hey everybody ^^". Sorry I didn't bother making a new chapter for this oneshot. Well formerly oneshot now twoshot :D. Or ya know w/e lol! So this chapter is in Germany's state of mind I guess and I guess y'all enjoy.
Disclaimer:…if I owned Hetalia why would I have wasted my time writing fanfics then?
Warning(s)- Shounen-Ai, BL, Yaoi, Man/Man Love, Shota? (only saying that cause of past love :P) need I say more to get it through your heads?
Don't like, don't read and don't bother flaming or trolling cause I'mma just ignore block or report ya c|=
Orz~
'How is it you are able to captivate me so?' I think as I watch my ally, Italy making his incisive 'Ve's' whilst sleeping in a nearby pasture.
How is it you capture my attention without even doing much?
"That feeling you feel Germany-san is called love." replies my petite Japanese friend Kiku as we have coffee at a small café in Hamburg.
As those words leave his mouth, my coffee leaves my mouth as I sputter and go to cleaning up the dribble and puddle I've made.
"That's impossible! I hold no feelings for that Italian airhead besides those of friendship." I say half heartedly as I be rid myself of the brown drink soaked napkins.
"All I am saying is what I have observed. Do not take my word for it. But I shall say this; 'What the heart wants may take awhile for a person to realize unless the mind gets what the heart is sending. So what you may feel for Italy-kun may not be registering inside your mind but your heart might know already." as the man says those words, it makes me start thinking for a bit.
After that impromptu meeting for chit chat ends, we both go our separate ways as Kiku heads to a nearby airport to get a plane back to his country.
It was a pretty sunny and warm day for early March so I decide to just take a long way home so as to sort out my thoughts.
Maybe Kiku has a point.
'For a man who has a high percentage in providing the world with 2-D women, he sure can have his moments of proverbing.' I think as I look ahead to see a man walking his St. Bernard.
As I walk further and further, I realize that I am in a field. A pasture with long unkempt grass to be more precise.
I realize something else too as I decide to walk through the green mass of plant. A certain Italian man lying on the grass not to far away from were I was at the moment.
"Typical of him to go and doze off somewhere even though I told him to practice drills while I was gone." I mutter very irksome and in wonderment at how that man is the grandson of the once great Roman Empire.
As I start speed walking to him getting ready to shout in his ears for not following what orders I had left him to do, I get a tad feeling of just standing there and watching him.
He was asleep as I expected of him. Usually I would just unconsciously yell at him for slacking off but, at this moment I just…well it's hard to explain.
The way he just snores out random 'Ve's' and the way his auburn hair is tousled in with the grass makes me not want to disturb him.
I decide to just sit down next to him and await until he decides to wake up.
'…oman Empire. No p-please don't leave me. Please I…you.' I hear the man mutter out something that makes my ears perk up.
At that exact moment I have a random flashback from what I am guessing is my younger years before I was what I am now. The personification of Germany.
As I walk off with my army, sadness emitting from me, I hear a voice in the distant calling for me just as I reach the big wooden gates.
"W-wait no Holy Roman Empire no don't leave!" I hear someone calling what assume is my name at that time.
I inwardly gasp as I recognize who it is that is calling my name. It was Italy! And he was wearing a maids dress. I blush a bit at seeing him in women's clothing.
I hear him pant for breath as he can't run far as his smaller body can't handle much.
"Chibitalia? Have you decided to join me as the Holy Roman Empire?" I say as I look on at the younger Italy.
"No!" he answers back rashly as it seems as if I have asked that same question over and over again and it has started to make him annoyed.
"But why? Together we could become the greatest Empire the world has ever known. Maybe even greater the your Grandfather Rome was." I answer back as I try to persuade him to join me once again. I feel redundant now as I ask him again only worded out differently.
"That's exactly the reason why I will not become an Empire with you! My Grandpa tried to do the same thing and look at how he ended up. Dead! Whenever he would come home from fighting another useless battle, I would always find new scars on him and I cry myself to sleep as I could do nothing but act clueless while he literally killed himself as he either succeeded or failed at conquering a new country or city-state!" as that lengthy explanation left his mouth, I stared on shocked at how much emotion he had held in him and yet hid behind a clueless façade. As I stared on shocked, I could see tears rolling down his face.
"…I know what happened to your Grandfather but I have a reason why I want to do this. I…I-I love you Chibitalia and I would go to the ends of the Earth to prove that to you even if it means killing myself in the process. I KNOW what may happen to me as I try to gain it all but I'm doing all for you." I answered back my eyes seeming to hold a stern look on its face as I saw Italy's tears dry up.
Everything was in slow motion as we somehow ended up kissing.
'I have always loved you since the 900s…Chibitalia.' as those words came to my mind my memory ended with me (or at least younger me from what I could concur) got a broom as a going away gift from Italy's younger self.
I walked off promising to Italy that I would return for him someday
As that memory faded I felt a strange sense that their was someone else here.
And then I saw it.
It looked to be a small boy. Whether nation or not I could not tell.
He looked to be clad in a black hat and matching cloak. And looked like a shocking resemblance of me!
I did not know whether to be shocked, scared, or in bewilderment.
Just as I stared at him, he turned his head to me after just staring at Italy, sadness and regret in his eyes.
"Please take care of my Italy. Protect him for all its worth like I wasn't able to. That is all I beg for." as he uttered those words to me, he started to fade away as the sunlight decided to shine right at where me and the tan skinned man was lying in sleep.
'What the? Hmm must've been the trick of light or something yes…that's it.' I made myself believe that might be the case as I realized Feliciano was starting to awaken, a great thanks to the sun as it was now at its highest point in the day meaning it was somewhat noon.
"Mmm ve~. Oh Ludwig! A-ahh I erm well…you see I know you left me stuff to do but while I was out running, I found this amazing pasture and the sun was at the perfect spot and yes that's it. A-and I-I'm sorry pl-please don-" I cut off his blathering with a sharp raise of my right hand.
"It's okay. You are very very lucky that I'm actually in a good mood now so I'll let this slide. For now. Now get up and let's go home." I said a, tinge of respect and sharp orders in my voice as I cleaned off dirt or grass that had caught on my pant legs as me and the Mediterranean man arose and started on our way.
As we started to walk, I couldn't help but have a strange nagging feeling about what I had heard Italy mutter in his dreamlike state and in that odd flashback I had had.
"Hey uh…Feliciano, when you were younger did you ever like someone say, in a romantic way? E-ehh it's just that I'm curious is all." I replied quickly as I flustered a bit and cleared my throat to try and make a slight blush move away from my face.
A pregnant silence was met as I looked over and saw Feliciano's face was scrunched in an emotion I could not identify.
"…I did once. But that was then and this is now. I had promised myself to never fall for another after a certain faithful day. But maybe my views on that promise I made myself might change." as he said that, he got back his goofy grin and his eyes opened as he started up at the very blue sky, looking as though he hadn't but a care in the world.
"Ah ok. Well I'm sorry if I asked and erm well…we should keep walking." different emotions ran through me as I replayed the last sentence he had said as I resumed walking. Almost reaching a sidewalk as the grass thinned more and more.
"Hey wait up ve~. Hey Ludwig? I just realized something…" said Italy as he got a thought that didn't involve pasta or women of any sorts.
"And what per se might that be?" I mumbled as we started to walk on concrete.
"You called me 'Feliciano' instead of 'Italy'! I knew that you would warm up to me ve~!" as he said those words he started to hug me which almost made me lose my balance as I froze up. Feeling foreign at physical contact that didn't include one trying to attack me.
After a while, I wrapped my own arms around his waist as we just stood there and hugged.
I looked up at the sky and I saw something that made me think anything could happen.
That same boy as who I concluded might've been Holy Roman Empire appearing as he smiled down at me.
"Thank-you." were all the words he said as he once again faded and his words echoed to no one but me.
Heh, I guess anything IS possible. And maybe just maybe I AM falling in love with someone.
A someone who goes by the human name of Feliciano Vargas~
A/N Ahh ok so that is it. Rate review and yea you know the whole schtick. I hope you enjoyed. If you may not have understood what the hell I was writing cause it may seemed as if it does not go with this story it does if you thin about it c[;
Ok so currently, I am working on the next chapter of my SasuNaru story 'Bittersweet Memories' for any of my viewers is a fan of Hetalia and knows of my story. I am also working on some more stories that I may or may not get to publishing on this site depending if I'm not to busy or lazy :P.
Derpz~