Author's Note

I'M UPDATING! YAY! So I remember getting a request for Italy and a cake, I don't think this was quite it but I tried to do my best I could! I hope that you enjoy this even though its short!

Felciano: /Veneziano

Lovina: Nyo! /Romano

Roderick: Austria If this isn't the proper spelling could you guys tell me? That would be much appreciated!

"Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake!" A young 7-year-old boy by the name of Feliciano Vargas was happily stuffing him self with an italian cake made by his slightly older sister Lovina, who was trying desperately to get a piece of the cake.

"Feli!I want some cake too!" you stared with big (eye color) eyes at your friend, wearing an adorable pout on your chubby (skin color) cheeks. You barely made eye contact with him though, because of your two year age difference, your small five year old body barely reached over the top of the coffee table the three of you sat. Feliciano stopped eating the cake and looked down at the plate that had only crumbs on it now. "Sorry (Name)... We could make some more?"

"N-no its all right..." you sputtered out trying not to let tears slip. Feli heard some sniffles coming from your side of the coffee table and dared to look up at your face, which now had tears strolling down.

He hated disappointing you, since you looked up to him as a big brother and all, and he hated even more when he was the reason why you were crying. So seeing your red face have tears strolling down at an alarming rate and your cute little nose dripping with snot sent him in to tears leaving the nine-year-old girl helpless and in dire need of a parental figure.

Lovina puffed her cheeks out in a fury, "Look what you did now idiota! She's crying! And why the hell are you crying to, you wimp!" This just sent the two younger kids in to more tears, Feli crying because you were crying and because of the insults, and you crying because you got no cake and because Feli was crying.

"Shit!" Lovina muttered a few more curse words under her breath before boiling over, "IF YOU TWO DON'T SHUT UP I'M GOING TO GET TONI TO COME AND PINCH YOUR STUPIDLY CHUBBY CHEEKS TILL THEY FUCKING BLEED!"

Instantaneously, the both of you did shut up at the threat and now only pathetic sniffles could be heard. Lovina sighed in relief but her hold body tensed when she heard the crash of Papa Roderick's teacup from the nearby kitchen.

"LOVINA!"

The italian girl jumped to her feet and raced out the door not wanting to bear another second in her adoptive father's piano room, listening him vent his anger and scold her through his piano, or "stupid piece of shit" as she liked to call it.

Roderick's purple silk shirted self was stomping through the living room where the kids had been and after Lovina who was bounding over the hills of their countryside home, to her very good friend Antonio's home.

You and Felciano stayed silent for a minute before laughing your silly little head's off, completely forgetting about the "cake tragedy".

20 years later...

"Bella (Name)! Why won't you let me have some?" Your Italian best friend was pouting, even going as far as too open his adorable brown eyes to make you cave in to letting him have just a bite.

"No! You wouldn't let me have the cake in fact you stuffed it all down before me or Lovi could have a bite so you can go get your own cake because this one is mine!" You looked at him triumphantly while you took another bite of (favorite kind of cake) cake. "Huh?" He tilted his head to the side cutely closing his eyes again, making the curl that stuck out bounce with him.

"What are you talking about-" Feliciano cut himself off and made an 'O' with his thin lips. "Ve! Bella (Name) that was so long ago! You were five then! And I was seven!" His expression went in to another pout as you flaunted another piece of that delicious cake in his face. "Please~? I'll give you a nice painting of what ever you want if you let me have a bite, ve!"

"You'll give me paintings anyway Feli! If your going to bribe me you'll have to do better than that.!" You countered and pushed a lock of (hair color) hair behind your ear before cutting another bite of cake with your fork. Feliciano stared at you and your cake before having a bright and cheerful smiled cross his face that had a hint of mischief.

"I'll give you a present that will make sure that I will get a bite of the cake!" His expression looked determined as you arched a brow and you saw a slight blush creeping up on his slightly tan skin. This confused you a bit but you shrugged it off, "Okay, show me this present of yours-"

A pair of thin pink lips crashed on to yours and a pair of arms slipped around your waist bringing you more in to the kiss, you immediately responded back and moved in sync with the italian's skilled lips but you were cut off guard when a slender tongue licked your sweet sugar tasting lips and you slightly whimpered as your "friend" slipped inside taking the bite of cake in your mouth.

As soon as he successfully got the cake in to his mouth he pulled away with a flushed face and a cheeky grin, his curl now curled in a shape of a sweet heart. Your face was equally as red while your expression was confused wondering why Feliciano had kissed you, and why the hell you kissed him back, and LIKED it. No, you LOVED IT.

"Told you so, ve~!"

"... YOU ATE MY CAKE AGAIN!"

Oh well, maybe your romance may blossom on another day, when you're NOT eating cake.

Author's Note

If there are any grammar or spelling mistakes please tell me!

I know, you all hate me. - _ - I would hate me too. sighs But life happens and I am really trying my best to update when I can, but because of my new freaking school I can't update that much because of homework that I should be doing. And family... Well, have a nice weekend, and to those on spring break or ski week, have a nice vacation! Need three reviews for next chapter!