I'm soooooooo sorry for how late this chapter is! My life has just been really hectic.
So this is gonna be a long Authors note so if u wanna skip it, I'd do it now :)
On May 27-29 was Anime North. There I made a major realization and have changed some things in my life. I also met some great and amazing people :3 I even got to meet one of my awesome readers! (You know who u are ;) ) I also discovered that many of my readers are probably under the age group of 15, which kinda scares me...O.o (but I don't judge ^^) I'm also in contact with a bunch of awesome Hetalia cosplayers and now I do RP's :D (I'm pretty sure I can do any characters but I've been told I do a very good Spain and Germany). I'm can't wait for next year XD (this year I went as Fem!Germany and next year I wanna go as Pirate!Spain for at least one day).
Also if u guys r interested I plan on posting info about my stories on my livejournal account (link is in my profile), and I also might post my cosplay pictures either on LJ or DA. I've also finished one of my Hetalia amv's. It is posted on my youtube (link is in my profile).
I wanna put out a huge thank you to all my readers. You guys make me so happy with every comment, fav, and alert. This story will soon be coming to an end, probably 3-4 more chapters and that's it. But I will have a sequel ;) and if u guys are intereseted I'm going to be posting a joint story with my friend Jinxcookiecutter, the author of 'The Crime'.
I have discovered Eurovision! I'd heard of it, but I hadn't known much about it. My friend Lego Dinasaur sent me a bunch of videos from it and now I'm totally loving it XD. (And I totally love Alexander Rybak)
I aslo want to mention my change in my fav pairings. At first I only liked Gerita, Spamano,GR/JPN and US/UK. Then I got into PruCan, GR/TRK and even RUS/CH. Now I'm even getting into Germancest, Itacest, FrUK, US/JPN and evn really random pairings like GerFin (lol so fun to RP) and Spanada(also RP)! What has happened to me? I blame Fanfiction. I wouldn't even have thought about those pairings if it wasn't for it. I'm even reading a fic where Italy and AMERICA are together. AMERICA! -_- I'm starting to scare myself...
A shoutout to Sunni D. Lockhart, who was awesome enough to mssg me after I faved their story. Thank you for being a fan :D
So now on with the story! There will be an Authors note at the end as well :3
Germany awoke to an empty bed the next morning. Getting up, he realized that Italy wasn't in his room or the attached bathroom. Pulling on an undershirt, a pair of sweatpants and slicking back his hair, he headed noise, he went into the kitchen.
Standing there, humming softly to himself was Italy. His back was to Germany as he worked over the counter.
Quietly, Germany came up behind him and slipped his arms around him, leaning down a little to kiss his neck. "Morning," he said.
Italy jumped a bit but recovered quickly, giggling. "Morning Doitsu."
Germany rested his chin on Italy's shoulder. "So why are you in here? You're usually sleeping at this time."
"I thought that I'd make a big breakfast, seeing as we didn't eat dinner yesterday…"
"Oh, r-right," Germany said, turning red at the memory. "You don't need to though."
Italy turned around so that he was facing Germany. "I want to."
"Can I help you then?" asked Germany.
"Sure!" said Italy. "Could you set up the table?"
"Of course," Germany said. He leaned down to kiss Italy lightly on the lips, when a loud booming voice announced;
"The awesome Prussia is home!"
Germany jumped away from Italy quickly turning around to see his older brother standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
"Kesesese!" Prussia snickered. "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. Please, continue."
Germany glared at Prussia, his cheeks a light pink.
"Ve~ Why are you home early Prussia?" Italy asked, oblivious to his earlier comment. "You said you wouldn't be back till tonight."
"Well, Italia-chan," said Prussia. "France received a call from one of his many lovers and went to see them. Meaning that the awesome me had to come home a little earlier than planned." He sat down at the table. "So, what's for breakfast?"
"Egg omelets, wurst, coffee and biscotti!" Italy said cheerfully.
"That sounds great!" Prussia said.
"Yes, it does sound good," said Germany. "Too bad it's just for me and Italy."
"Aw, come on West," Prussia whined. "I'm hungry!"
"It's no trouble," added Italy. "I can make enough for all of us."
"No," Germany said. "Let him make his own food."
"You're such a prude, West" said Prussia, standing up. "I'm going to my room."
When Prussia started to leave, Germany walked over to the cupboard to pull out cups and palates. Prussia looked back about to make one last smart-ass comment, but stopped when he saw Italy. More specifically, he noticed the purple marks that were all over his neck and torso.
"Kesesese!" Prussia started laughing. "Way to go West!"
"What are you talking about?" asked Germany, as he set the dishes on the table.
"What I'm talking about, is those lovely bruise that Italia-chan happens to have…"
"Was?" Germany turned to look at Italy. Seeing the blemishes, he began to blush fiercely.
"What are you talking about Prussia?" asked Italy. "What bruises?" He looked over himself; first his hands then his arms and finally his chest.
"Ve~? Where did these come from?" Italy poked one of the marks. "I don't remember walking into anything…"
"Are you serious?" Prussia stared at Italy. "Kesesese! Italia-chan, those marks are from West here, suc-Ow! That hurt West!"
Germany glared at Prussia who was now rubbing the back of his head, which had just been smacked.
"I though you were going to your room?" said Germany.
"Yeah, I am," Prussia said. "My awesomeness doesn't deserve this treatment." He walked out of the kitchen.
"After I…make a detour," he thought to himself as he headed up the stairs. "Kesesesese!"
Germany sighed as Prussia left. "Finally, peace and quiet." He grabbed the cutlery from the drawer and placed it on the table.
"Doitsu?" Italy said. Germany turned around to look at him, and saw that tears were forming at the corner of his eyes.
"What's wrong?" asked the German, concerned.
"Am….am I sick?" Italy asked. "Do these bruises mean I'm going to die?" his tears started to run. "I don't want to die! I'm too pretty to die!" He grabbed onto Germany, and continued blubbering. "I only just got to be with y-you and n-now I'm sick and I'm going to die a-and-"
"I-Italy," Germany was a bit flustered by Italy's panic attack.
"-I want to eat every kind of pasta with you, I want to-!"
"Italy!" Germany grabbed Italy's arms and forced him to pat attention. "You are not sick and you are not dying!" he said in a stern voice.
"I-I'm not?" Italy stopped crying and looked at Germany in confusion.
"No, you're not," said Germany. Italy still looked confused, but then grinned happily and hugged Germany.
"Ve~! I'm so happy!" He said. After a minute, Italy spoke again. "But Germany…." He looked at the larger man with wide golden-brown eyes. Why do I have these bruises?"
One embarrassing conversation and delicious breakfast later, Italy and Germany were both sitting on the couch in the living room. Germany was reading a book and Italy was lying across his lap, taking an early siesta. When he was done reading his book, Germany took off his glasses and carefully placed both items on an end table. He didn't want to wake Italy up; he had woken up early to make breakfast after all.
With nothing left to do and not being able to get up, Germany preoccupied himself by running his hand through the sleeping Italian's hair. A few minutes passed and Italy began to stir. Germany stopped moving his hand, hoping that he hadn't woken the smaller man up. Italy mumbled a sleepy "Pastaaa!" and went back to snoring quietly. This caused Germany to chuckle. He leaned over to place a quick kiss on Italy's forehead, when a loud banging came from the front door.
Italy shot up, hitting Germany's jaw with his forehead, which caused them both to yelp in pain.
"Wah! Don't hurt me! I'll do whatever you say just don't hurt me!" Italy cried, his arms up in surrender and his eyes watering.
"Italy, calm down," said Germany, rubbing his sore jaw. "It's just someone at the door."
To prove Germany's point, the person banged on the door again.
"O-oh," Italy said, lowering his arms. "Sorry Doitsu."
"It's okay," said Germany, "But we should get the door before whoever's out there breaks it down."
"I'll get it!" Italy said happily hopping off the couch, and running to the front door.
"Italy, wait!" said Germany, about to remind him that he was only in boxers, but Italy was already opening the door.
Germany got up and walked into the foyer, just in time to hear someone yelling at Italy.
"Why aren't you dressed?" demanded Romano who was standing in the doorway, Spain beside him.
"Ve~ Hi fratello, hi Spain nii-san!" said Italy.
"Hi Ita-chan!" Spain said. "Hello Germany!"
"Hello," responded Germany.
"You!" Romano said pointing at Germany. "What did you do you do to my little brother?"
"I have no idea what yo-"
"Don't give me that bullshit stronzo!" shouted Romano. "I'm talking about last night! What did you do last night?"
Both Italy and Germany blushed. "L-last night?" questioned Germany. "We-I…"
"Are you two fucking blushing?" asked Romano. "I knew it! I'm going to kill you, you potato-bastard! How dare you take my brother's innocence!" He lunged at Germany, but both Spain and Italy grabbed him and held him back. Germany tensed.
"Ve~ big brother, please stop!"
"Lovi, calm down!"
"Let me go!" Romano snarled. "No one takes my baby brother's virginity and gets away with it!" He continued to struggle. "It hasn't even been a fucking week!"
"Romano, what are you talking about?" Italy asked, while trying to hold him back. "Germany hasn't taken my virginity!"
Romano stopped struggling. "He-he didn't?" asked Romano confused.
Italy shook his head rapidly and both he and Spain let go of Romano.
"Then why the hell were you two blushing?" Romano faced Italy. "And how do you explain those fucking hickeys all over you?"
"Oh! Is that what they're called? Italy asked. "Germany told me I have them because when he bites and suc-"
"I know how you get them!" yelled an embarrassed Romano. "I'm asking how you got them if you two didn't have sex!"
"Ve~?" said Italy. "Well first we started kissing then Germany used his mouth on my neck and chest, that's how I got this….hickeys? Then he, ah…t-touched me, um, down there…"
Romano glared at the blushing German. "After that, you called," continued Italy. "And then, when we finished talking I helped Doitsu." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "He really liked it when I used my mou-"
"Stop!" shouted Romano and Germany.
"Ve~?"
"Feli," Romano said, looking pale. "Please keep the stupid potato-bastard's 'preferences' to yourself, please."
"Italy you shouldn't talk about those sorts of things to other people," said Germany, his cheeks red.
"Um, ok," said Italy.
"Well now that's all cleared up," Spain said, laughing. "You want to get dressed Ita-chan?"
"Eh? But I want to stay~" whined Italy.
"Hell no!" said Romano. "I came here, just to pick you up, so you are coming home, whether or not you want to!"
"Aw…." Italy pouted. He left the foyer and began to walk up the stairs. Germany followed him, not wanting to stay with a glaring Romano. He wondered how Spain could possibly put up with the grumpy Italian.
When they reached the bedroom, Italy grabbed his clothes from where he left them and got dressed.
"Hey, Germany," Italy said. "What should I do about my underwear?"
"O-oh, um don't worry about it," said Germany. "I'll wash them, and then I'll give them back to you."
"Okay! Thank you!"
They left the room and headed downstairs. Before they reached the foyer, italy pulled Germany back. "Eh? Ita-?"
Germany's words were cut off by Italy kissing him.
"What was that for?" asked Germany blushing, when they separated.
Italy giggled. "I just wanted to say goodbye properly." He grinned. "I couldn't really do it in front of Romano…"
They walked into the foyer, catching Romano as he pushed Spain away.
"Hey, that's not fair!" said Italy. "Why do you and big brother Spain get to do things, but me and Germany can't?"
"T-that's cause…cause…" Roman tried to come up with a good answer. "Don't question me! I'm the older brother, damn it!" He smacked the back of Italy's head.
"Owie! That was mean~" Italy whined.
"Shut up! We're leaving now!" said Romano. He started to walk out the door.
"Bye Doitsu!" said Italy, hugging Germany and walking after Romano. Spain made a quick apology to Germany and followed after the other two.
Germany watched as the three of them got into Spain's car and drove off. Closing the door he decided to go for a run, and headed upstairs to change.
Prussia heard Germany leave the house. Sighing he headed into his brother's room, camera in hand. He had already looked through the footage of the previous night, but because of where it was hidden, all he had was a shot of their backs.
"Maybe I can sell the Audio to Hungary," he thought to himself.
Looking around the room, he found a good hiding spot for the camera that could actually capture something.
As disappointed in the actual footage Prussia was, he couldn't help but be excited for his little brother 'growing up'. "Nothing like a good blowjob to make a real man out of him, kesesesese!"
Once he setup the camera, he left the room before Germany got home. Getting caught was not an option.
Translations:
Was-What
Fratello-Brother
Stronzo-Asshole
So what did you guys think? I thought after last chapter I'd have some very silly Italy moments. He's still the lovable idiot we all know and love :D and I did not forget about the camera! And was Romano freaking out good? I know I already went through the part where he was slightly excepting of the relationship, but there is a reason he is so extremly protective. But that will be expalined in a different story X3
Next chapter, The World Meeting! This will be fun :3 Hopefully I'll be able to finish writing it in a week and then I'll type it up and get it posted in two? I have a lot of events and exams coming up, so i'm not really sure .
And one last thing! I want to put out a huge glomp to all my new Hetalia friends. You guys are totally awesome and I can't wait to see you!
Until next time ciao~