Sorry guys ! I had my internwet turned off before I left for Vacation ! Sooo sorry.. I would have updated sooner! Please don't shoot me!
So here we go:
After that things seemed to go back to normal
"Germany !
Germany ! "(-.-)
"Ja ? Germany responds, half paying attention while trying to read his manual on how to teach an Italian army how to dig a trench. "
"Look at me ". (-.-)
Germany looked up shocked to see the Italian wearing a Lederhosen.(Lederhosen its like wearing a cowboy outfit in California but in Germany"-Prof Renton)
"Germany isn't it cool !" (-.-)
Germany stared at the Italian, quite amused. He really wanted to tell him that he should go take it off but knowing Italy that would mean here and now. He wasn't too comfortable with that now.
"Italia wha-what are you wearing ? "
"Its a Lederhosen silly Germany!" (^.^) "And look I bought one for you too!"
"Italy, those are worn to - WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Italy started to undress the tall German man.
"What's wrong Germany? I want to match!" (^.^) Italy beamed a smile.
Germany took the suit and walked to his room. After about 10 minutes the German walked out of his room red faced.
"You look great Germany!" Italy said almost jumping up and down with excitement. " Lets take a picture and show Japan."
"Definitely not!" Germany crossed his arms but somehow Italy convinced him to take the picture.
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"Oh! I almost forgot ! This was the whole reason I wanted to come over. " Italy left the room briefly to return dragging a beer keg. He could hardly move it. Germany rushed over.
"Italy, you can hurt yourself doing that!" Germany Grabbed the barrel and carried it over his shoulder."I'll take it to the kitchen." Germany thought I will have to make him workout with weights. He set the Keg down on his kitchen counter.
"Do you like it Germany?" Italy rocked back and forth on his heels.
"Danke Italy, that is very thoughtful of you." Ludwig blushed, he walked over to his cabinets to get out a couple of beer mugs,
Italy smiled back at Germany.
"We should drink now !" Italy seemed excited, even though Italy usually wasn't into beer, well not as much as he like wine.
Germany smiled.
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It's already morning. Germany thought to himself . He had a headache so he rolled over slowly.
"ITALY !" Germany now in panic.
"Yes Germany ?" Italy said innocently
"Why are you in my bed?" Germany shouted in confusion. Italy looked confused as well.
"You don't remember?" Italy frowned; that was rare for the Italian he either smiled or skipped right to sobbing.
Germany out his hand over his face and groaned. He noticed something strange on Italy's hand.
"Italy whats that ?" It seemed to bother Germany more than anything else. Italy moved his hand a little and winced, a trickle of blood ran down his arm.
"I seem to be tied to the frame. You tied my wrist to the bed last night. It really hurts." Germany's face went white.
"Italy whatever I did to you I'm sorry" Germany reached to untie the small whimpering Italian from the bed.
"Its ok Germany, we just had both a little too much to drink. It's not like anything really happened anyway ." Italy examined his hand.
"Nothing happened?" Germany looked puzzled, he took Italy's arm to look at the damage. Italy kicked off the covers. Germany looked down, for once Italy still had his pants on.
"You tied me up to keep me from hugging you. Does it bother you that much that I hug you ?" Italy looked a little sad.
"Yes.. I mean no.. Its just. Its fine you can huge me." Germany picked up Italy and sat him in between his legs. He grabbed Italy's arm again and kissed around the cut area. Italy looked down blushingly. Germany whispered "Let's go clean this up."
Ludwig led Feli to the restroom where he took out his first aid kit. He took out a bottle of iodine, a tube of triple antibiotic and some bandages. Italy grabbed onto Germany's shirt with the other hand as Germany cleaned up the wound and bandaged it.
"I'm sorry, I really am." Germany said in a quiet voice. Italy leaned into his chest.
"It's fine I forgive you but forgive me first."
Germany was again confused.
"Forgive me for running out on you."
... { end of part 3}...
So that turned into drama and fan service. Hmmmm .. wonder what's happening next ... :P
Don't shoot me plz.. because then I can't finish writing my spamano fanfic… Yes I do myself wonder where that is going.,. and I hope I haven't lost any of you because of the slow update really. I am truly really sorry…
Again sorry for sucky imitation of german, Italian or other people in this fanfic.. I am American.. scratch that.. MEXICAN AMERICAN.. add in that my parents don't like other people other than Mexicans … yep that's my excuse… But I love every one . I really do.. That's it I'm not Mexican American I am officially Earthling.
Review plz? anyone ? It helps alot .. alot...