That Night
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"I'm going to bed." Japan said as he stood brining his, Germany's and Romano's conversation to a close. Germany stretched leaning back in his chair.
"Italy fell asleep." Germanys stated pointing at the boy curled up in the armchair next to Japan's. Romano walked over to Italy placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Doitsu," Italy muttered not waking up. Japan and Romano turned to Germany who said nothing. Romano stood at parade rest between Italy and Germany and crossed his arms. Germany gave Romano look for look.
"That's my brother." Romano told Germany protectively. Germany still had nothing to say. Romano turned from Germany to Japan his eyes smoldering. "Will you help me? A wimp he may be, but he's as big as I am." Japan hesitated, glancing at the three of them before agreeing with a nod. Romano help get Italy on Japan's back. Germany sat in the chair and watched them go; Romano following Japan with a satisfied look on his face.
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Germany walked down the hall to his room and while he enjoyed the peace, he missed the kid. As he waited for sleep to claim him Germany couldn't help, but worry about how Italy will be in the morning; waking up in the other room rather than the one he had been sleeping in. Realizing what he was thinking Germany rolled over swearing using some of his favorites more than once.
