Ball: Something concerning childhood Telescope: Uncertain changes Diamond Jewelry: A symbol of love
Italy curled up behind the shed where it was quiet and he was well hidden. Germany had already jogged way ahead of him, insistent on training even though the war was over. For reasons he wasn't sure, Italy continued doing it with him. The shed was isolated into the woods and the only noise was the chirping of birds. It was warm and Italy had gotten up earlier than usual that morning…
Italy was in a never-ending field. He began walking, not sure where he was going. He felt something in his hand and pulled the object in front of his face. It was a small, blue telescope. He looked up and was shocked that there was suddenly a night sky filled with sparklingly diamonds strung in a web of gold chains.
Italy was entranced by it until he felt something hit his head. Rubbing the spot, he looked down and saw a rolling red rubber ball. Italy spun around, stunned. Walking a distance away from him was someone he had not expected to see. It was someone who had not appeared in his dreams for a long time. He was so clear, though, and Italy felt like someone ripped open an old wound.
"Holy Roman Empire!" he screamed, running down the field. No matter how fast he ran Holy Roman Empire got farther and farther away, never turning around. Italy slipped on the slick grass.
It took him a while before he propped himself up. Holy Roman Empire stopped, motionless, and Italy could hear his heart beating in his eardrums. He started to turn around and Italy's heart stopped. Staring back at him was Germany, his blue eyes blank.
Italy awoke with a start, too stunned to fully move. It was all clear. He finally realized all of it. Germany had been so weird after that waiter got mad on Valentine's Day and for a second his eyes had a weird glint. Austria and Hungary had suddenly appeared and pulled him aside, whispering frantically. Then Prussia was there and tried to calm down his brother who had suddenly got really angry. But then he turned around, looked at Italy, and left the restaurant. It was a while before Germany had answered his phone calls after that.
Italy got up and started running back to Germany's house. He couldn't remember the last time he had ran this hard not running away from something. He saw Germany walking towards him, obviously going to check behind the shed to find him. He halted, surprised to see Italy.
Italy stopped silently and reached up. He ran his fingers through Germany's hair, undoing it. Then he stepped back and gasped. "Avrei dovuto saperlo."
Germany looked just like the Holy Roman Empire. He was the Holy Roman Empire. He hadn't died or disappeared like he thought. He was there, standing in front Italy. Austria, Hungary, and Prussia had hidden the secret from him. He wasn't sure why, but it didn't matter anymore.
Italy leaned up, forgetting the height difference. Germany smiled and met him halfway, bending down to kiss him. They finally broke apart. "So you finally got it?" Germany said gruffly, his stoic demeanor returning.
"Yep," Italy laughed, tackling Germany into the grass with surprising strength. He kissed him, slipping his tongue in and tangling his fingers in Germany's hair. "Promise you won't leave me again. Promise."
"I promise," Germany whispered, his hot breath on Italy's lips before they crashed together again. Italy rolled his hips, pressing their groins together. Germany moaned and grabbed him by the waist. In an awkward series of movements, they were both naked.
They were alone in the woods and for a second they looked into each other's eyes. Time stopped, rendering the woods silent and still. Then Italy began kissing Germany down his body, his fingers tracing over hard muscles. His lips ghosted over his abdomen and he stopped there, running his tongue over the skin slowly. Germany moaned at Italy taking his time and reached down, pulling that one hair. Italy whined and his light fingers clawed at Germany's skin in ecstasy.
He lowered his head and ran his tongue over the tip of his dick. Germany gasped at the feeling of the sudden heat as Italy took him in his mouth. He could feel himself over the edge and Italy gripped Germany's hips to keep him from thrusting forward too much.
Suddenly Italy stopped and Germany looked up in surprise. He crawled back up until his face was once again inches away from Germany's. "I want you to take me." Italy couldn't help but think the look of utter shock on his face was cute.
"But… Are you sure?" Germany had never done this before. He was outside and caught off guard. He wasn't even sure what to do.
"Oh, yes, I want to be with Germany!" Italy chirped, kissing him quickly before looking into his eyes again. Germany sighed.
"But won't it hurt without… without… anything."
Italy laughed and Germany flipped on top of him. "Don't worry about that!" He put his legs on Germany's shoulders.
Germany blushed, but slipped his fingers in anyway, one by one. Italy squirmed a little but for once in his life didn't whine. Once he was ready Germany slipped into him, moaning at the sudden tightness. He slowly went in and out of him until he bumped that spot.
It was that spot that made Italy cry out and arch his back. Germany pulled out and pushed back in over and over, hitting his prostate. Italy was dizzy and he shook with his orgasm, never noticing that Germany had been taking care of his neglected member. Not long after Germany leaned into Italy, coming inside him.
They laid in the grass for a time afterwards with Italy in Germany's arms. "Lo ti amo e sono felice ti ho ritrovato," Italy whispered, his cheeks mysteriously wet. Germany wiped away the tears in surprising gentleness.
"I know. I love you, too…"
~~~~~~ Phew! I don't know if anyone wanted an update, but I've been so busy lately. I'm on break right now, though, so I thought it would be a good idea to continue. Obviously I'm a little rusty. It's not as epic as I planned. I wanted it to be hotter and more omg-this-makes-this-pairing-seem-like-the-perfect-love-story. Speaking of which, I just read Romeo and Juliet. Romeo got on my nerves. Sorry if I slaughtered the Italian. I used a translator. Hopefully it says, "I should have known." and "I love you and I'm glad I found you again." Awwwww. Anywho, I don't know who will be next. Finding the symbolism is a bitch. Please, please review (but don't tell me I suck). I can only take so much of that. Thank you for reading 3
