Thank you for all of your views you wonderful people~! In celebration of me passing my boaters test and now being able to drive a boat here's a new chapter~!

Oh and by the way I have nothing against Romano. I'm sorry about how short this chapter is!

If I have messed up on any of the words in German or Italian please tell me and I will correct it. The same goes with any other grammar mistakes!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia (and be glad I didn't because if I did it would probably be fluffy!)

At a near by grocery mart Germany gets out and asks the young lady at the front counter of the store if they had seen the small Italian.

"Si, there was a young man who ran past here a couple minutes ago. I think he went down the path across the street that leads to a local park, but I'm not completely positive. That road also leads to a fresh produce market." She informs him.

He thanks her before exiting the building and back into the pouring rain. The rain has been worsening since this morning which was not a good sign at all. He needed to find Italy soon before the weather created something dangerous to the citizens like flooding. Following the cashiers directions, he walks across the street and down the narrow path that lead to a wide opening. The opening split off into two trails. Germany chooses the one on the right and ends up in a small park. Over the sound of the rain Germany could hear the soft sound of some one crying.

"Italia? Is that you?" Germany asks as he walks towards the sound of crying.

The crying stops. Germany still approaches the play set slowly.

'How embarrassing vould this be if it vasn't him...'

Germany tries again. "Italy, if you come out we can get pasta on the way home." He reasons with him.

Italy's head peaks out from his hiding place.

"Can we also get some gelato?" Italy wipes away his own tears with the back of his hand while he looks up at Germany hopeful.

Germany rolls his eyes. 'Bribery is almost too easy vith him! I need to remember never to leave him alone vith Prussia...'

"Ja. We can get gelato too." He responds. "Can ve please go now?" The rain was causing Germany's usual slicked back hair to lose the gel holding it in place and fall in his face.

"Si~!" Italy runs out of his hiding spot smiling again and hugs Germany.

The torrential down pour lightened a bit. Germany looked down at the cheery Italian pleased that he was acting normal again. Germany smiled... well, tried to smile but it ended up being more like a grimace. (sorry but he doesn't really know how to smile...) Once Italy unlatches from Germany he grabs his hand. Italy starts skipping happily while holding onto his hand. Germany walks beside the Italian making sure he didn't walk into a tree or something stupid like that.

'I still have no idea how he does it... not running into a single thing vith his eyes closed.'

After they left in the car Germany kept his promise and drove to a store so Italy could get all the supplies he needed for a spaghetti dinner that he wanted. Germany paid for the supplies for him and helped him bring all of the bags to the car. Then they drove to a cozy little shop that sold gelato. When they got inside Italy was all bubbly and happy like he usually was but there was a faint glint of sadness in his eyes that Germany tried not to catch but he couldn't stop noticing.

'I feel so bad not noticing this before. How could I miss something so important? It should have been obvious how many times I've seen him bruised. He vould always smile and seem so honest vhen he vas lying but I should of known something vas vrong!'

"...What kind are you going to get?" Italy asks him bringing Germany back from his inner thoughts.

"Oh um I guess I'll have what you're having." He responds.

"Due gelati pesca per favore." Italy tells the employee on the opposite side of the counter.

When they get their gelato and pay, they sit down at the seating area within the little cafe. Germany uses a small plastic spoon to eat his gelato while Italy just licks his gelato. With out noticing Italy gets some gelato on the tip of his nose. Germany chuckles at him. Italy looks back confused.

"You have some gelato on your nose." Germany informs him.

"Oh!" He takes a napkin and wipes it off. "All better?"

"Ja."

As Italy continues to eat his gelato the occasional 've' passes through his lips from happiness. Germany watches him with a watchful gaze trying to distinguish if he was actually happy or not. The sorrowful gleam in his eye was still there. When the gelato was done they walk out to the car. Italy was going on and on about his latest trip to the pet store.

"...so anyways, there was this really fluffy kitty and it was so cute~! It had pretty eyes and a little pink tongue." Italy continues on as he sits in the car next to Germany.

"Italy? Could you please do me a favor?" Germany asks.

"Of course~! Anything for you Germany~!" Italy smiles.

Germany pauses for a second. "Italy, will you please be happy?"

"Ve~ What do you mean Germany I am h-"

Germany cuts him off. "Nein. I mean really be happy. I know for a fact that you are still unhappy and I will do anything to make you happy again." Germany says in a serious tone.

Italy's smile falters a bit. "I-I'll try to be truly happy, but it's going to be hard."

Germany grabs his hand for reassurance. "I know it will, but I will be here to help you."

Thank you for reading~! It would be very nice if you review! Bye bye for now~!

Words to know:

Nein= no (German)

Ja= yes (German)

Gelato= frozen dessert similar to a frozen yogurt or ice-cream

Due gelati pesca per favore= 2 peach gelatos please (Italian)