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Warning: Swearing and a lot of it!
Chapter 17: Magnet (GerIta version)
Italy winced as he heard Germany throwing up "Luddy?" He walked into the bathroom "Poor Luddy." He murmured. Germany had gotten the news that he was pregnant but Italy was too scared to tell Romano because it was due a week before his and his brother's double wedding. He stroked Germany's back as he threw up again. "Luddy I'm sorry…I know it's awful." He said sadly.
"N-no…I'm fine…" Germany choked out before puking up again.
"Wow. You got morning sickness much worse than when I had it!" Italy said in wonder.
Prussia played with Elfriede and Anaztazia downstairs while her Father and Mother were upstairs. Austria was baking with Gilbertra who wasn't exactly helping her Mother out she was more along the lines of making a mess. Hungary sat in an armchair happily knitting while watching her daughter closely. "Vati?" Anaztazia called out happily.
"Ja? Vhat is it?" Prussia asked.
"Cookie!" She squealed.
Prussia sighed "Alright you greedy little svine."
Hungary glared at him "Don't call my daughter that!"
"She's my daughter too und I'll call her vhat I want!" Prussia snapped. He stood up shooting the Hungarian a harsh look before walking off into the kitchen.
"Arguing again?" Austria sighed.
"Nein." Prussia grumbled "Why does she sleep in your bed vhen she comes around?"
"Awww is someone feeling sex deprived." Austria purred wrapping his arms around the taller male.
"Yes." Prussia scowled. "Und you didn't answer my question!"
"She only sleeps ve don't have sex or anything." Austria said softly.
Germany walked into the kitchen holding his tummy; Italy gently helped him into a chair "I'll get you some water!"
"Danke." Germany mumbled.
Italy giggled as he danced up to the cupboard to get him a glass he pushed the glass up against the water nozzle on the freezer door getting ice water for him. "Luddy Fratello is coming around so he can't know about the Bambino."
Germany nodded taking the water "I know Feli." He took a sip sighing "This morning sickness is Hell."
"Si I know." Italy patted his arm sadly "But soon our baby will be born! But is he gonna call me Mama?" He asked.
"Probably. He'll copy Elfriede so I'm sure he will." Germany nodded.
"Italy you should tell your Bruder. It's not good to keep him in ze dark you know." Austria scolded.
"Si I knoooow!" Italy whined "But I can't! He'll kill me!" he wailed "He'll say it's my fault that I'm interrupting our wedding! Our Boss won't let us marry separately."
Germany smiled "Don't cry Feli I'm sure the baby vill be out before the wedding."
"I hope so…" Italy sniffed "I want to see it."
"Him." Germany mumbled.
"Huh?" Italy looked up.
"I…think it vill be a boy…" Germany said a small blush covering his cheeks.
"Uwaaa! Really?" Italy gasped his eyes widening in happiness.
"Ja." Germany nodded he placed a hand over the tiny bump. Italy giggled and fell to his knees in front of his fiancé, he stroked his tummy.
"Ve~ I can't wait for him to be born." He whispered nuzzling his tummy. Germany smiled at his small Italian lover.
Austria gently scooped up Gilbertra who was amusing herself by eating her Mother's cookie dough. "Vell at least we know zat he'll be born before ze wedding right?"
"Si…I hope so…" Italy said nervously he knew his brother would kill him if he wasn't. He nervously grabbed Germany's hand.
"I'm sure everything vill be fine Feli." Germany murmured.
Italy nodded his face paling slightly.
XxX
Belgium squealed as she gazed at the baby wedding dresses Japan had picked out for Elfriede, Gilbertra and Anaztazia. She held up Elfriede's, it was a beautiful ivory dress with soft netting underneath the skirts and small velvet roses sewn onto the top around the waist to create a belt of roses. "Oh my Goooood! She would look sooooo cute!" Belgium squealed hugging it.
Italy 've'ed' happily as he gazed at the dress. "Uwaa Japan! It looks so cute."
Japan smiled shyly "Arigato." Italy cooed happily as he took the dress out of Belgium's hands. Gilbertra's dress was an ivory lace dress that was cute but not as cute as Elfriede's due to the fact that it wasn't her parents getting married. Anaztazia had a twin dress to her sister.
Austria was with Germany and Spain while Hungary was with Romano and Italy and Belgium and Japan. The Netherlands was wandering around somewhere probably looking for a place to smoke. Austria turned Spain around as he looked at him in the suit "Hmm…I think it hugs your rear too much." He sighed.
Spain laughed "Lovi loves my bottom."
Austria tutted "Yes but with your ass everyone vill be staring at it in these trousers. No. Change."
Spain pouted as he looked at his butt in the mirror "Are you sure? Even I have to admit I have a sexy bottom in these."
"Ja but there is such a thing as too sexy you know! Now change. We have to put on something a little…less fitting." Austria said, he looked up at the changing room that Germany was in. "Germany are you done?"
"Nein! I'm not coming out!" He yelled back.
Austria sighed "Vhy not?" He left Spain to admiring his own ass to see what was wrong.
Germany popped his head out the curtain his cheeks pink with embarrassment "I look…horrible…" he mumbled.
"Don't be silly! Now get out." Austria commanded.
Germany shook his head; he gave Spain a swift glance and dived back behind the curtain. Spain stopped admiring himself in the white suit which greatly complimented his olive skin and dark hair to see what was wrong. "What's going on?" He asked.
"Germany refuses to come out because he thinks he looks horrible." Austria sighed.
Spain laughed "That's so silly Germany! You look lovely in anything! You have a nice body! And you are a very nice looking man! If I didn't have Lovi I would make love to you!"
Germany blushed deeper behind the curtain; he shyly pulled them apart a little "V-vell it's different now."
"How?" Spain asked blinking a little.
"I can't tell you." He mumbled.
"Oh for Gott's sake!" Austria snapped "Germany is pregnant."
Spain blinked "Really?"
"J-ja." Germany blushed "Feliciano vas scared Romano would hate him so he never told him."
"Oh." Spain answered. "Well that makes perfect sense, my Roma is very temperamental!"
Germany nodded "Vell…can you please keep it a secret? A-at least for a little while?"
"Si!" Spain nodded "How many months are you gone?"
"Now? Four…" Germany sighed "Und I'm starting to show. I have no idea vhat to wear for the wedding…"
Spain ripped open the curtains. Germany gasped and fell on his butt not expecting it. Spain gazed down at the surprised German who was only wearing a half buttoned up shirt and white trousers. "You look so lovely!" He smiled.
"Ja…but…" Germany looked down at his tummy which was slightly rounded with the baby inside.
"You need a bigger shirt si?" Spain waved to Austria gesturing another shirt. Austria mumbled to himself but he went to get it. "You can pull this off!" Spain said looking the German up and down "You're broad and you can hold the pregnancy quite well so I'm sure you'll do fine!"
Austria came back with a bigger shirt, waistcoat and blazer "Failing zat you could alvays wear a dress." He said handing them to Germany.
"Don't you start as vell. I already have Italy telling me to wear vun." Germany sighed taking the clothes.
Spain smiled happily "Si but you would look beautiful!"
Germany shot him a glare "Nein." Spain and Austria both looked disappointed much to Germany's horror. "Vhat?" He yelped they both shook their heads before helping Germany get dressed.
Hungary gazed at Romano in his white suit. He turned this way and that in the mirror looking himself over "Do I look okay?"
"Yes you look beautiful!" Hungary smiled cheerfully "White compliments your skin tone so well."
Romano nodded "I guess so…" He looked at himself again. "Okay then we'll get these." Italy who was in a twin suit, identical to Romano's was giggling like crazy with Belgium. "What?" Romano snapped glaring at his brother who yelped in surprise.
"N-nothing!" He blurted out. Romano stared at him not quite believing him.
"Oh don't be so paranoid Roma! Now give me a twirl!" Hungary said happily.
"I don't do twirling." Romano scowled.
"I said Twirl." Hungary said smiling eerily as she snapped her fingers.
Blushing Romano twirled, Japan laughed "Fangirls are true terror."
"You got that right!" Belgium smiled happily.
Romano glared at them "You two are annoying!"
Italy 've'ed' happily "Do you think we should go see where our fiancés are?" he said excitedly.
Romano shrugged "I dunno…I mean…we shouldn't see them in the suits before the wedding right?"
"That's dresses Roma." Hungary giggled pinching his cheek.
"And?" Romano scowled slapping her hand away, he rubbed his face "Why does that only apply for straight couples and lesbians? Why not gays too?"
Hungary giggled "Awww I love it when he gets on his Gay Rights soapbox."
Romano pushed her "Shut up."
Italy giggled happily "Fratello always gets like that!"
"And you can shut it!" Romano glared at his brother.
Belgium sighed "Roma? Can you let us see you in a dress?"
"NO! Okay? I already promised Antonio that I will only wear a dress one time! And that's when we celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary!" he snapped.
"But Roma you haven't even married for ten seconds yet." Belgium said frowning.
"I know!" Romano blushed and mumbled "It gives the bastard an incentive to stay with me…"
Hungary looked at him sadly "Oh Romano…" She held him tightly "Do you really think he will leave you?"
"N-no…not yet…I-I just know our marriage won't last…" Romano sighed "I'm a moody piece of crap so why would he wanna stay with me?"
"Roma…" Belgium pouted her eyes welling up "Roma listen to me!" She stormed over to him and grabbed his shoulders "Ever since you were a kid I could see he adored you! And you were worse then! You were such a moody, adorable little bastard but he loved and adored you and as you grew I saw his love grow for you too!"
"R-really?" Romano asked his cheeks reddening.
"Hai…" Japan said softly "I may not know you as rong but I can see his rove for you."
Italy nodded "Yeah! Big Brother Spain always looks at you like you're a big bowl of super pasta!"
"What?" Romano asked looking at his brother befuddled.
"Pastaaaa~" He sang.
"I think Itaria-kun must be hungry." Japan said.
Romano sighed "That greedy bastard is always hungry."
"Anyway shall we stop for some lunch? Where shall we go?" Hungary said interrupting Italy who was about to argue back.
"I dunno…we can't just stop at an Italian place because it's not fair on you lot." Romano stated.
"How about we wait until the others get back?" Japan said worried.
Romano shrugged "Sure why not." He took out his cell and rang Spain's number.
"Hola~" Spain chirruped there was the sound of struggling and yelling from his end. Romano looked at the phone before putting it back to his ear.
"What the fuck is going on?" he said angrily.
"Huh? Oh me and Austria are trying to get Germany in a dress!" He said laughing.
"There!" Austria said he sounded proud of himself.
"I vill kill you all!" Germany yelled angrily.
Spain laughed "Oh Roma! He looks so pretty!"
Romano rolled his eyes "Save it for Veneziano, I don't care if that potato bastard is in a dress or not-"
"Luddy's in a dress?" Italy snatched the phone off Romano making him swear and curse him "Big Brother! Quick take a photo!"
Spain laughed and did so. Italy cooed hugging the phone to his body.
"Give me my fucking phone you bastard!" Romano yelled snatching it back off him "I rang to tell you that we're all going somewhere for lunch so get your ass here. We're in the other bridal shop! Oy Pasta bastard do you want me to send you this fucking picture?"
"Si!" Italy cried out happily.
Spain hung up "Okay then we're going to the other bridal shop." He smiled at Germany who was still wearing a long ivory dress with large poofy sleeves. "You look like a princess!" He cooed.
"Shut up." Germany growled.
Spain laughed happily. Austria smiled like a proud mother "You do look beautiful."
"I'm still not vearing it." He said angrily.
Spain smiled "That's too bad I'm sure Feli would love to see you in a dress."
"Nein…" Germany muttered. "I von't wear vun." He tugged at the dress as if to prove his point.
Austria sighed "Vell it still looks lovely on you but if you von't wear it zen we'll have to take it off."
Germany nodded "Please."
XxX
Romano paced in front of the bridal shop a scowl on his face as they waited for the others. "Roma calm down." Belgium said kindly.
Romano sighed "I am calm! It's just…I get antsy when I'm away from Anton for so long."
"Ve~ and I get a little nervous without Germany. I've always been with him." Italy said smiling.
Hungary smiled "It must be so nice to have someone you love."
"Yeah like I have my idiot, Eberrich." Belgium smiled happily.
Hungary sighed wistfully "Yeah…"
Italy gazed at her sadly "Poor Miss Hungary…" he said softly.
"Oh I'm fine!" She laughed "No really I am!"
Belgium pouted "No you're not! It's so mean of Prussia to steal your lover off you! Not to mention your husband!"
"W-well Prussia has loved him longer than me. He's loved him since childhood I only fell in love with him when I started working for him." Hungary said "So technically I stole his lover."
"And Big Brother Antonio did! And Switzerland!" Italy cut in.
Romano shot Italy a sharp look "Shut up! Antonio didn't okay? He HAD to do it for his country! H-he never l-loved him!"
"But he did Fratello! I saw him and Mr Aus-"
Hungary put her hand over Italy's mouth "You're right Roma Spain will never love anyone as much as he loves you."
Romano nodded huffily "You bet he won't and if he does then I'll kill that other person!"
"Lovino~" Romano gasped as he was hugged roughly from behind "Oh Lovi I missed you!"
"I-idiot we've only been apart for two hours!" Romano said huffily as he pushed Spain off him.
"Didn't you miss me?" Spain pouted.
"No!" Romano snapped but he buried his face in Spain's chest and hugged him "I-idiot."
Spain smiled happily knowing that what Romano said and what he meant were two different things "Okay then Lovi." He wrapped his arms around him and kissed his hair. "Lovi guess what Austria let me keep some trousers that hugged my bottom! I know you like it."
"D-don't say those things out loud! St-stupid bastard!" Romano stuttered his cheeks flushing.
Austria blushed as Hungary embraced him "So where shall we go to eat?" She asked happily, she giggled as Germany tried to prise off his Italian lover who had attached himself to his body and started kissing his neck.
Romano hoisted his brother off Germany scowling "Will you stop it for God's sake you're acting like you haven't had sex for a year!"
Italy pouted "I love him."
"So? I love Antonio but you don't see me practically raping him in the middle of the high street!"
"You can if you want to." Spain said, he sounded so innocent when he said it that Hungary and Belgium burst out laughing.
"Oh God!" Belgium giggled "I'm gonna pee!"
Hungary giggled in between snorting "Spain you are such an idiot!"
Spain blinked innocently "What did I do?"
Romano sighed "Never mind. So where are we going to eat?"
"We have to wait for Eberrich to get back first. Wherever he went…"Belgium sighed getting out her mobile "Oy where are you?"
"Behind you." Netherlands said tapping her shoulder.
Belgium smiled happily as she wheeled around "Hi! Come on we're eating lunch."
Netherlands took her phone off her and hung up "Did you have to keep talking into the phone?"
"Sorry." She giggled.
Eventually they had all settled on a restaurant that sold different foods because it was a popular place for tourists. Romano scowled as Italy ordered pasta excitedly, Germany whispered in his ear and Italy nodded ordering another bowl of pasta. "I feel like there's a huge secret." Romano said huffily "Why aren't I allowed in it?"
Hungary giggled "Oh you! You're just being paranoid Roma!"
"Am I really?" Romano asked raising an eyebrow "Because I don't think I am."
Belgium blinked looking at Hungary "Why what is the secret? Why can't I know?"
"Oh it's nothing important! It's a…Germanic thing." Hungary said smiling happily.
"Germanic? Italy isn't Germanic!" Romano snapped.
"Vell…erm…as I said before Italy has Germanic blood if you trace his lineage back far enough just like you have Spanish." Germany said.
"Why you?" Romano glared "My Fratello is NOT a filthy German! A slut yes but not a German!"
"Whaaaat? Why am I a slut Fratello?" Italy asked his eyes going huge.
"Because you lay back and opened your legs for that muscle head!" Romano said angrily.
"You opened your legs for Spain so what does that make you?" Italy snapped.
"Are you calling me a slut?" Romano stood up angrily.
"Si! Maybe I am!" Italy glared standing up.
"Lovi-"
"Shut up!" Romano snapped at Spain "How dare you say that?" He yelled back at his brother.
"I have only had sex with one man Fratello!" Italy said clenching his fists.
"Yeah? Well so have I!" Romano yelled back.
Italy snorted "I bet you haven't."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean." Romano hissed.
"Oyabun happy curl attack!" Spain said standing up he grabbed both Italies ahogies making them whine and instantly loosen up.
"Nngh…pl-please…" Romano whined.
"Biiiig Brooother…" Italy moaned trying to pull his ahoge out of Spain's grip.
"I will only let go if you both say sorry and hug each other to make it all better." Spain said sternly.
"I-I'm sorryeeeee!" Italy whined.
"M-me too." Romano stuttered. Italy latched onto his twin whining softly.
"There we go." Spain smiled happily letting their curls go.
Italy fell into his seat next to Germany and buried his face in his chest "Uwaa..."
Romano fell into his also but shot Spain a glare that was laced with need "I hate you."
"No you don't." Spain smiled kissing his cheek.
Germany froze and shot Italy a nervous glance hoping he hadn't felt that. But Italy did, he looked up and smiled slyly "A kick…" he whispered.
Germany nodded he felt happy that their baby did its first kick however tiny it was but he couldn't help but think it was the wrong time. He wished the baby would move at home where it was safe from glaring eyes. Italy smiled happily "I want to stroke him." He whispered.
Germany nodded and leaned forwards so the bump was hidden under the table "Do it slyly." He muttered.
"I will." Italy whispered.
Romano glanced over at his brother and saw him move his hand down under the table. Italy 've'ed' happily "I want him to get bigger so I can kiss him." Romano froze in eating, Spain looked at him curiously.
"What's wrong Lo-?"
"Shut up." He leaned forwards a little to listen to his brother.
"And when he gets bigger I can hold him and then stroke him." Italy whispered excitedly "I can kiss him and hug him." His hand moved a little faster with his excitement. Germany winced slightly and put a hand down over Italy's.
"Oi, oi!" Romano yelled "Veneziano! Stop jerking off the potato bastard!"
"Huh? B-but I wasn't!" Italy protested.
"You were saying how you wanted 'him' bigger! Stop it save it for home you damn horny bastard!" Romano scowled.
"B-but I didn't mean that!" Italy stuttered "I meant his…" he clammed up and looked down at the table. "Nothing…"
Hungary giggled "He meant a different 'him' Roma. And anyway do you call Spain's thing a 'him'?"
"S-sometimes...d-during foreplay…A-anyway why the Hell am I telling you that?" Romano snapped his cheeks flaring up in embarrassment. Spain smiled happily as he took a bite of his paella. "W-what? What are you smiling at you smug bastard?"
"You Lovi. You're so cute." Spain answered "And you're even cuter when you call my naughty place a 'he'."
Romano slapped him "S-stop talking about your damn dick!" he blushed "An-and don't call it that! You always call it that! Even when I was young."
"But it is a naughty place!" Spain said rubbing his head.
Hungary giggled "As much as we love hearing about Spain's naughty place let's change the subject shall we?"
"Yes please do." Austria said huffily "Ve don't need to know."
"You already know." Romano mumbled.
"Pardon?" Austria asked politely.
"N-nothing." He mumbled playing with his food.
"I feel sorry for poor China." Belgium giggled "He has all your kids. He's got Elfriede, Marcus, Anaztazia, Gilbertra and the older three as well as his own."
Japan nodded "He roves kids. He also has Shirando-kun, and the USUK-I mean the American and British twins. And Ratobia-kun too."
"Who and who?" Romano asked his face falling into confusion.
"Sealand and Latvia." Germany said "He alvays calls countries in his own language, it's his odd politeness."
"Si like Germany is Doitsu and I'm Itaria!" Italy giggled. "Shall I call you Doitsu Luddy?"
"Please don't. You did that vunce und it vas like being vith Japan." Germany said sighing. Japan looked at him hurt. "N-not that there's anything wrong vith you Japan! It's just vhen…you're erm…"
"I called it him during sex!" Italy chirruped. "He never came…how sad…" he pouted.
Romano choked on his meal "Oh Lovi! Are you okay?" Spain asked he lightly smacked his back.
"I-I didn't WANT to know!" he screeched.
Germany winced again holding a hand to his stomach. "Are you okay?" Austria asked him quietly.
"N-nein…"Germany groaned.
Italy happily stuffed his face.
"Ve need a distraction." Austria whispered to Hungary.
"Want me to take my dress off?" She whispered back.
"No I-Vhat?" Austria blinked at her "N-nein zat von't be necessary Elizabeta."
"AIYAA! I can't take this anymore-aru!" China yelled bursting in the restaurant "I finally found you all!" He was covered in children. He had Xiaolian sitting in a basket on his back fast asleep, Marcus strapped to his front chewing on a cookie, Elfriede sitting on his arm and tugging his hair, Gilbertra latched onto his head chewing the top of his hair, Anaztazia sitting on his other arm annoying her cousin and the twins attached to a leg each sitting on his feet. Also he had Sealand hugging his waist whining along with Korea behind him complaining. "Please take your kids back-aru! I think I'm going to go grey!"
"Well it's about time you do!" Belgium grinned "You're four thousand years old and still look hot!" Netherlands shot her a look.
"Perfect." Austria mumbled, he grabbed Germany's arm and led him away while the loving parents were kindly freeing China of their kids. All he had left were Sealand, the twins and Korea.
"I will kill America when I see him-aru. No trouble my ass!" China sat down exhausted in a chair next to his wife. "I will never take them all again at this age! They can all grow up and mature first-aru."
"You're forgetting something." Hungary smiled. "One of those children belongs to Spain, two of them belong to Prussia and three of them belong to America. They're the immature trio." She giggled.
"Hai and Korea is just rike Prussia and America." Japan said soothingly.
"Oh dear God…" China groaned "Why am I babysitter-aru? Is this America's racist stereotyping again? Before I know it he'll have Spain as his maid and Italy as his pizza delivery guy."
"Spain as a maid?" Hungary and Belgium both looked at the oblivious man who was happily playing with his son. "Well…"
"Don't even go there." Romano growled. "Do NOT mention maids to Antonio."
Austria gently sat Germany down in a bathroom "Okay zen vell I'll have to check out vhat is wrong vith you."
"I think it could just be a stomach ache." Germany protested.
"Ve can't be too sure! I'll need to make sure it's not a miscarry!" Austria said sternly.
Germany nodded he knew he was right. "Okay."
Austria told him to pull his trousers down, blushing he did so but there wasn't any blood in there so he didn't have a miscarriage. "It could be just stress. It happened vhen Romano und Italy vere arguing?"
"Ja."
"Vell zen, zat's all it is." Austria said.
"Okay." Germany nodded, he stroked his tummy subconsciously "Do you think I'm making a mistake?"
"Vhat? Nein!" Austria shook his head. "Vhy vould you think zat?"
"I don't know." Germany sighed "It's just…Romano…but not just him I think I'm doing the wrong thing…"
"How? You're carrying a baby for your lover who cannot have a baby so I think you're doing a good thing." Austria stated.
"Ja…I guess so…" Germany sighed again looking down at his tummy.
XxX
The months had steadily gone by and Germany was now eight months pregnant his stomach had grown quite alarmingly since the last time, thankfully he and Romano hadn't needed to be in the same room. He had felt the baby kick so much more now and he felt pleased that he had such an active baby. Italy 've'ed' happily as he watched his fiancé talk to the baby bump. Giggling he trotted in after him "Ve~ how's our Bambino doing?"
"Hmm? Oh he's doing fine." Germany smiled "He never stops moving."
"Oi Veneziano!" Romano called out from the hallway.
"O-oh no!" Italy hurriedly looked around. He grabbed Elfriede and shoved her on her Daddy's lap to shield the bump. She was now two years old and like her Mother you couldn't shut her up.
"Vati a butterfwy went near me! And I caught it! But then Mama told me that it was dirty so I had to let it go." She burbled happily.
"Vell he has a point…"
"But then Mama called me in and we had pasta~" She followed her Mother completely even down to the eating habits and her obliviousness. Her cousin Marcus however was exactly like his Father but if you annoyed him he instantly showed the traits of his Mother.
Romano barged in to see the toddler talking happily as she braided flowers together while her Father nodded but not really listening. "We have to have a dress fitting for Elfriede and Marcus, they've grown a lot since last time and I don't think the fucking clothes will fit. It's a good job I didn't buy them yet."
Italy nodded hurriedly shooting Germany a nervous glance. Marcus toddled in chewing on a tomato. Germany adjusted Elfriede on his bump more so it was better hidden. "Fr-Fratello? Aren't they wearing the clothes Japan picked anymore?"
"Yeah if they have a bigger size! Damn it! I really wanted to see Marcus in that suit! He would look so cute!" Romano pouted.
Elfriede struggled to get off her Father's lap but Italy held her on "Stay." He whispered.
"Feli I think it's time we-"
"No!" Italy cried making Romano jump.
"What?" He yelped.
"N-nothing…" Italy blushed.
Austria entered the living room not knowing Romano was there "Elfriede vhat are you doing? You know you're not to sit on za baby! Get down."
"Baby?" Romano frowned.
Austria spun around to face the puzzled looking Italian "R-Romano?"
"What baby?" Romano asked his look darkening.
"Uwaa! Th-there is n-no baby!" Italy stuttered.
Romano scowled as Elfriede got down and revealed Germany's large bump. "Y-you knocked him up!" He yelled "Do you know what this means?" He grabbed the front of Italy's shirt. "It means I can't get MARRIED! ALL THAT PREPARATION FOR NOTHING!" he screeched. "WHY?" he threw his brother making him fall onto his backside. "YOU!" He shouted advancing on Germany.
"NOOO!" Italy dived on his brother knocking him to the floor. Romano screamed trying to push him off.
"You fucking bastard!"
"Fratello! Stop!"
Austria hurriedly ushered the crying infants into the kitchen. Germany stood up trying to stop them; Romano kicked Italy off knocking him roughly into Germany.
Germany felt a sharp pain hit him in the stomach. Groaning he hunched over holding his stomach he gasped as a pain like he'd been stabbed ripped through him. Clenching his teeth he groaned quietly. Romano sat up his face paling "O-oh fuck…."
Italy burst into tears and grabbed onto Germany's shoulder "L-Luddy? Wh-what's wrong?"
"I-I…" Germany shook his head "I'll be fine…" he tried to stand up but that made the pain so much worse.
"You killed my baby!" Italy sobbed to his brother.
"I-I didn't…" Romano whispered looking scared "N-no I didn't…"
Germany stood up slowly and bravely "I'll…b-be…fine…" he said smiling weakly. "S-see?" He tried to make it into the bathroom but he only got to the hall before falling to his knees in sheer agony.
Prussia ran downstairs from bathing his baby hearing the commotion, he saw his brother kneeling in the hall biting his hand and sobbing. "Mein Gott! Bruder!" He fell in front of him and pulled his face up to his "Vhat's wrong?"
"I-I…" Germany clenched his teeth again; his face showed sheer agony but Prussia could see fear there.
"Bruder?" He shook him slightly "Tell me!"
Germany looked into the red pools of deep fear "I-I…I'm losing him…" he whispered. Then he finally broke down.
"Vhat?" Prussia pulled his brother to his chest "Don't be silly! He's German, he's strong. He'll survive." He stroked Germany's hair soothingly. "Roderich!"
Austria came out the kitchen his hands shaking "I-I've already c-called an ambulance."
Prussia nodded "Danke."
Romano held his arms out to his brother "I-I'm sorry Fratello…" Italy sobbed harder. So Romano crawled up to him and pulled him into a hug. "I'm really sorry I never meant for that to happen."
Italy sobbed punching Romano's chest "I will n-never forgive you!"
"I know I know." Romano rested his head on top of Italy's once he had calmed a little. "I'm so sorry." He whispered, gently he started rocking him side to side to calm him down. Italy buried his face in his chest sobbing painfully.
XxX
Spain sat hunched over in his chair in the waiting room; he looked sadly at the tiles while Italy paced up and down. Austria sat gripping Prussia's hand who was staring vacantly at the ceiling. Romano was nervously chewing on his nail not caring that he was making it bleed.
Dr Klein came out into the waiting room; she had a strange look on her face which struck fear in Italy's heart. "Mr Italy?"
"Si? How is he?" Italy begged.
Dr Klein sighed "Not good. He's…in labour…the knock kick-started his contractions. He's in a great deal of pain."
"C-can I see him?" Italy asked.
"I'm sorry…but he vants his brother." Dr Klein said shaking her head.
Italy's face fell. Prussia stood up a look of seriousness about him. "Okay." He nodded "Of course I'll see mein Bruder."
Dr Klein nodded and took him with her.
"Bruder?" Prussia whispered seeing Germany lying in the hospital bed "Bruder how're feeling?"
"Like crap." Germany smiled weakly. "Is Italy upset? It's just I don't vant him to see me like this."
"Like vhat?" Prussia asked looking sadly at his brother.
"Like this. Helpless und in pain. I'm supposed to be his big, strong protector. I can't be like this." Germany whispered "The only person I vant to see me like this is you…b-because you've seen it before."
"Ja I know." Prussia smiled "Gott West don't you fucking die on me." He muttered.
"I von't." Germany smiled "But please make sure Italy is okay…und Elfriede…"
"Ja I vill." Prussia kissed his cheek "I vill." He hurriedly wiped the tears off his cheeks not wanting his brother to know how much it hurt to see him lying there in the bed, helpless, in pain and looking weak. "Ich liebe dich." He whispered as his brother fell asleep.
Italy resumed his pacing "Why didn't he want me to see him?" He asked "Does he blame me?"
Austria shook his head "Nein I think it's because he's just in pain und he doesn't like you seeing him like zat."
Italy sighed sadly "But I love him. I don't care about that stuff! I wanna be with him through the pain and through the good times."
Spain looked over at Romano once he heard him gasp a little "I can't be-believe I nearly ki-killed my little niece or nephew!"
"Lovi. You never hurt it." Spain said soothingly.
"Easy for you to say! You weren't there! I pushed my own Brother into him! He almost lost the kid!" Romano said trying to hold back some tears but failing as they flowed down his cheeks.
"Come here sweetie." Spain gently pulled him to his chest "Shh you never meant to."
Italy paced the hallway again a scowl to rival Romano's on his face, Austria watched him sadly, it was perhaps one of the times when he was so focused and not so air-headed.
Prussia fell asleep, his face on his brother's chest but he was soon jerked out of it by hearing Germany whimper a little. Opening his eyes he saw the pained expression on his face "Oh shit! Is it time?" he yelped.
"I-I think so." Germany gasped out.
"Stay there I'll go get a doctor." Prussia dashed out leaving his brother alone for a few minutes.
He came back not long after with Dr Klein. "Mr Deutschland don't worry, everything will be fine." She hurried to the foot of his bed to check him "Yes you're dilated enough now."
Prussia gripped Germany's hand "So he can start pushing now ja?"
"Ja." She nodded "Start now Mr Deutschland." Germany started pushing a pained groan easing its way between his clenched teeth. "Keep going you're doing great." Dr Klein encouraged.
Italy paced the Hallway wanting to know what was going on. "I have to know!" He yelled frustrated.
"Italy-Vait vhere are you going?" Austria stood up sharply as Italy stormed off.
"To see my man." He yelled over his shoulder. He marched down the Hallways until he finally came across the sounds of yelling from behind a door. Opening it slowly he peered in to see Germany crying out gripping his brother's hand. "Ve~ it's starting!" He whispered excitedly. "Luddy!" He burst into the room making Prussia jump in shock.
"Vhat are you doing here?" He asked.
"I'm here to see my man!" Italy said, he walked up to Germany and held his other hand "Luddy it's okay I'm here."
"Vhy…I-I don't…vant you to see…me like this!" Germany panted.
"Si I know but I don't care Ludwig! I'm gonna be your wife and I want to see everything about you! I want to see you like this and I want to see you happy!" Italy whispered pressing his cheek to Germany's.
Germany smiled weakly "Ich liebe dich…"
"I know. Te amo." Italy whispered.
XxX
After an agonising three hours the baby was finally pushed out, Germany laid back his face slick with sweat. Prussia grinned "You did well Bruder!"
Dr Klein cleaned up the baby and handed him to Italy "He's a healthy baby boy." She smiled.
Italy unwrapped him slightly wanting to see who he looked like, he gasped the baby looked just like him. He had large amber eyes and soft red hair. But where Italy had an ahoge he didn't. Instead on his hip he had a small heart shaped birth mark. "Luddy…" he whispered "He looks like me."
Germany smiled "That's…nice…" he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Prussia smiled "Can I see him?"
"Si." Italy handed out the tiny baby to his uncle. Prussia smiled happily as he held him to his chest. The baby looked up at him curiously.
"Vhat's his name?" He whispered.
"I dunno…" Italy sighed sadly. "Germany did say he thought of a name but he never told me because he came too early."
"Oh I see." Prussia gently poked the baby's nose who crumpled up his face in response. "I think he's going to be like West." He smiled.
Italy giggled "Really? How cute~"
Prussia nudged Italy "You did a fine job Kiddo. You created a beautiful kid vunce again."
"Ve~" Italy cooed happily.
"Shall I go show the others?" He asked.
Italy nodded "Si I'll stay with Luddy." He gently stroked his lover's hair.
Prussia nodded "Okay." He wrapped up the baby to keep him warm "Come on then kid, vait until you see your other uncle und your cute aunty."
Austria sat up straight seeing Prussia come out holding a soft bundle in blue "Gil-"
"It's a boy." Prussia grinned "My Baby Brother did a good job! He pushed out a Baby Boy!"
"Oh!" Austria gently took the baby out of Prussia's arms "Oh! He's so beautiful!" he cooed.
Prussia nuzzled him "I want another."
"You have enough." Austria tutted pushing him. Prussia pouted in response.
"Can I hold him?" Romano asked his cheeks flushing slightly.
Austria gently handed him the baby "Be careful now. He's small."
"I-I know." Romano mumbled, he smiled as the baby opened his eyes slowly. "W-wow he looks just like Veneziano."
Spain gazed at the baby cooing happily "Si! Isn't he cute~" The baby gave them a look that was far from his Mother's. "Ahaha he looks like Germany when he looks like that."
Romano nodded "Yeah I guess so." Spain smiled happily as he stroked the baby's hair; he blinked and looked at the cheerful man. He then looked at the man who resembled his Mother, he never really saw his Mother properly but he did manage to take in his scent. And this other Mummy smelt nothing like him, he whined and looked around. "I think he wants his Mother." Romano muttered shoving the baby in Spain's arms.
"Lovi I'm not the Mama." He laughed.
"I know! Go give him to Veneziano." Romano said poking him.
"Technically speaking vouldn't Germany be his Mutter?" Austria said.
"Well…yeah…" Romano mumbled "But we know that he's not gonna call him Mom so I guess Veneziano is."
Spain smiled happily "I'll go take him to see his Mama I bet he's missing him." He stood up and walked his way back to Germany's room. Opening the door slowly he peered around to see Italy stroking Germany's hair "Feli?" He whispered.
Italy looked up he smiled and hurriedly dried his tears "Ciao."
"Oh Feli what's wrong?" Spain asked sadly, he entered the room and gently placed the baby in Italy's arms before embracing him.
"N-nothing really…it's just…" Italy looked back at Germany sadly, he looked so peaceful. "I don't like seeing him in pain. It upsets me…like when he was badly exhausted beforehand it upset me too."
Spain stroked his hair gently "Shh it's okay sweetie. Look he looks happy. He doesn't look as ill as he did."
"S-si you're right." Italy sighed he gently rubbed the dark circles under Germany's eyes "But I can't get rid of these."
"Don't worry they'll go with time." Spain smiled.
"I-I'm so selfish." Italy sniffled.
"Why?" Spain asked concerned.
"Luddy suffers from exhaustion and only just now Elfriede has stopped waking us up in the night because she can sleep through it all so then me and him gets a good night sleep, then I go and want another baby so then the cycle continues!" Italy burst into tears.
"Feli! Feli come here." Spain soothed, he pulled the sobbing male to his chest "It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself. Look at your Bambino. Go on look at him." Italy sniffed but he looked at his baby. "Now you tell me he isn't worth it."
Italy gave him a watery smile "S-si he is worth it."
"You see? Now just keep remembering that and you will feel much better." Spain said smiling.
"S-si you're right." Italy nodded.
XxX
Italy giggled happily as he played with their baby boy while he waited for Germany to come out of the shower "Luddy?"
"Mm?"
"Have you thought of a name for him yet?"
"Y-yes! Um…I vas thinking of Celio? Because ve already have a German named child." Germany called out.
"Ve~ that's a nice name! Celio! You like that name little Baby?" Italy cooed to his child. Celio blinked at him and looked around instead. "Luddy why doesn't he cry? Is there something wrong with him?"
"He probably is just a quiet baby!" Germany called out.
"Ve…you think so?" Italy murmured. He held him a little closer and went downstairs "Biiig Brotheeeerr Prussiaaaaa!"
Prussia pulled away from Austria who leaned back against the kitchen counter panting. "Ja?"
"Big Brother was Luddy a quiet baby?" Italy asked tilting his head.
Prussia shrugged "Yeah. I didn't think he was ever gonna talk but I never saw him that much when he was a baby, our Grandfather looked after him mostly."
"But did he ever cry?" Italy asked urgently.
"Not really, no." Prussia said. "Why?"
"Because Celio doesn't cry that much." He sighed holding out the baby.
"Celio?" Austria asked, confused.
"Si! He has a name!" He giggled cuddling his child to his chest.
"Awesome so he's finally gonna be called something other than 'The Baby'." Prussia laughed. "Who called him that?"
"Luddy." Italy giggled nuzzling Celio.
"Wow! So he's gonna be called…?"
"Celio Feliciano Beilschmidt. Just like his Big Sister is called Elfriede Feliciano Beilschmidt!" Italy giggled happily. Celio wiggled in answer.
"Oy Veneziano!" Romano called out "We have like two weeks until the wedding let's do a dress final!" He burst into the kitchen Marcus sitting on his hip.
Gilbertra came in and giggling she pulled on his foot then ran off. Marcus whined a little so Romano put him down. Gilbertra peered around the doorway giggling. Marcus paid no attention to her until she marched up to him and stole his pacifier "Noooo." He whined. Gilbertra stuck it in her mouth and ran off. Marcus pouted and followed her.
Romano watched them for a minute before resuming talking to his brother "We have to make sure our kids fit in their clothes. I've banned Marcus from growing for the next two weeks." He pouted.
Italy giggled "You can't ban a child from growing."
"Watch me." Romano huffed "I'm not doing this again."
Marcus looked around wondering where Gilbertra was, he heard giggling from behind a curtain. Going up to it he pulled it out to see Anaztazia grinning "Gilly!" She squealed. Gilbertra dived on the poor boy making him gasp in shock. She pinned him down and grabbed his ahoge making it scrunch up in fear. "Mama!" He cried out.
Prussia hummed happily as he walked in the living room he could hear his daughters giggling in there, looking at them he gasped. Marcus was wriggling underneath the two girls who had pinned him down to the floor. "Oy…" The two looked up at him innocence shining in three colours two emerald, one red and one purple. "Vhat are you doing?"
"Nooothing." They chirruped innocently.
"Are you lying to me?" Prussia said trying to look stern but his girls were just too cute.
"Noooo." They said smiling hugely.
"Ja you are." Prussia walked up to them and knelt up to the trapped boy, his face was screwed up in distress as Gilbertra pulled on his curl a little harder. "Gilly?"
"Ja?"
"I think you're hurting him. You know vhat Mutti has? That special spot here." He tapped his face near his lip.
"Ja." She nodded.
"This curl has the same effect." Prussia said freeing his hair from her hand.
"So I'm not allowed to touch it…" She pouted. "Only you and Mutti?"
"No only his Lover." Prussia answered. "Come on my little Prustria." He lifted her up into his arms and helped the fallen infant Nation up "You okay kid?"
"Si." He mumbled. He looked up sadly at the pacifier in Gilbertra's mouth it was his favourite one shaped like a tomato. Prussia noticed.
"Is this yours kid?" He pulled it out of her mouth and wiped it on his shirt before handing it him back. "Here you are don't worry she isn't ill."
Marcus smiled happily his face glowing with Spanish joy as he took it back "Ve~ thank you!" he skipped off back to his Mother.
"Heh…cute kid. He'll make a nice boyfriend for you." Prussia smiled tapping Gilbertra's nose.
"Boys are icky." She scowled.
"Says you. Mutti is hot!" Prussia grinned.
"Says you." Gilbertra said back before sticking her tongue out at him.
Germany came out of the shower, he dressed in his shirt happy that he could finally pull it over his stomach. After the bump went down he had been working out like mad to regain his previous body shape but despite his efforts he still hadn't shifted the baby fat. He knew he would after a few more weeks and luckily he had a few more until the wedding. But somehow Italy enjoyed his baby fat he kept saying he had chubby cheeks and a squishy tummy but that just made him blush and even more determined to lose the weight. He went downstairs and winced as he noticed Romano. Ever since the birth and he went into hospital, Romano had been strained and attempted to be nice but it felt so awkward that Germany wished he just went back to insulting him again.
Romano turned around and gave him a strained smile "Hi." He said through gritted teeth.
"Guten…" Germany sighed "hi..."
Italy 've'ed' sadly "Fratello…"
"I'm trying alright!" Romano yelled "J-just give me a second."
Germany shook his head "Vhy don't you just go back to the vay you were."
"What? I-I can't!" Romano said his cheeks flushing.
"I'm sure you can." Germany said.
"No! Be-because I nearly killed your baby! So I can't go back to being mean to you again!" Romano answered looking down.
"But I'd rather you did for you." Germany said softly. Romano glared up at him. Germany smiled warmly, the sun behind him from the window glittered through his hair making it shine like gold.
"BASTARD!" He yelled his face heating up "No wonder my dumb brother likes you!"
"Vhat?" Germany blinked.
"You! You nice looking bastard!" Romano scowled "Y-you smiling like that! K-keep that up and you'll be raped by a horde of French men!" He stormed off angrily.
"Vhat did I do?" Germany blinked in shock.
"You looked at him sexily." Italy giggled "Fratello hates that. He is so Tsundere."
"Ja…I guess…" Germany sighed. "Vell at least everything's back to normal."
"Si I guess so." Italy giggled nuzzling into Germany.
XxX
Italy giggled as Germany stumbled slightly "Luddy you really are bad at dancing!"
"Ja I know!" Germany sighed in frustration. "I can't grasp it."
Spain held his hand firmer "Now let me show you how to lead. You'll have to be a woman. Put a hand on my shoulder." Blushing Germany did so. "I know you're taller but we can do this." Spain smiled "Now I step forward and you step back."
Romano and Italy sat there watching in Spain's large dancehall as Spain tried to teach Germany how to dance for his wedding. Romano yawned boredly as he flicked Marcus' curl making him look back and shoot him a glare "What? I'm bored."
"Stop iiit!" Marcus whined again.
Italy giggled as he brushed Elfriede's blonde soft hair. "I think Marcus needs a haircut." Romano sighed looking down at his son. "But…I can't have this mop cut!" He ran his fingers through his soft mahogany curls. "I love his hair!" Marcus' hair was soft, bouncy and quite long. "If I have his hair cut then I lose his curls." Romano pouted.
"So don't have it cut too short." Italy giggled running his fingers through Elfriede's hair. "Hasn't his hair been cut since he was born?"
"Well…Antonio cuts it…but I told him to leave it…and well…he did but now my baby can't see…I have to put a headband in just so he can." Romano pouted "And I don't want to start the entire cross dressing thing again."
Italy giggled "You're so silly Fratello! Just because he has soft bouncy hair! It'll grow!"
Romano pouted "You're silly!" he scraped Elfriede's hair back which made Italy slap his hand away and push her fringe back down. "See? You can't stand to look at your baby when she has her hair back because she looks like that dick who left you."
"I happen to be marrying that dick." Italy scowled.
"What? Holy Rome is Germany?" Romano asked frowning.
"Si Spain told me!" Italy smiled hugging his little girl.
"How the fuck did he know?" Romano asked.
"He helped raise us with Austria remember? But he also helped Prussia raise Holy Rome!" Italy smiled "And they're best friends!"
Romano shrugged "Whatever."
Spain cheered "Si! You're getting it! Now you lead me!"
"Vhat? B-but I'm not ready!" Germany panicked.
"Si you are! Germany if I can teach Gilbert how to dance then I can definitely teach you." Spain said triumphantly.
Nodding Germany sighed and held Spain the same way he had been held. "N-now vhat?"
"Don't worry I'll lead you. Now right foot forwards." Spain said happily.
"Man just look at that ass." Romano sighed happily as he gazed at Spain in his tight black jeans.
"Who? Luddy's?" Italy asked.
"No you idiot! Toni's!" Romano sighed. "Why would I look at the Potato Bastard's?"
"Because he has a nice bottom!" Italy smiled "And it's all mine."
"You can keep it." Romano muttered.
"You are doing so well! You'll be whisking Feli around the ballroom in no time!" Spain laughed happily. Germany glanced at Italy his cheeks flushing slightly. Italy smiled happily in answer.
XxX
Romano tweaked his shirt in place his face pale, Italy however was going around giggling as he gazed at everyone's smart wedding outfits. "Shit I-I can't do this!" Romano gasped sitting heavily in the chair "I can't go out there!" He panicked.
Belgium held his hand "Nonsense you can do it!"
"I can't! I'm going to be sick!" Romano whimpered holding his head "I can't marry him! He deserves better!"
"Roma listen to me!" Belgium yanked his face up to hers "Spain loves you! He wants to marry you right now! And you will get your ass down that aisle with your brother!"
"It's time to go!" Hungary chirruped happily.
"NOOO!" Romano shot to his feet and ran out the room almost knocking his brother over.
"I can't go without Fratello!" Italy whimpered.
"Stupid idiot!" Hungary scowled "He's ruining your big day."
Belgium sighed "I can't run I'm wearing heels."
Hungary entered the large hall and crept down the front where Japan was standing a calm expression on his face. "Japan." She whispered emerging between some balloons "Pssssst." Japan looked in her direction curiously "Roma's run off. Go get him."
Japan nodded "Hai." He stood so quiet and still that Hungary could swear he turned invisible. She glanced over to see America molesting England because of his priest's outfit.
She giggled and poked him "Alfie sit down."
"But he looks hot." He smirked "Where's the brides anyway?"
"They'll be down in a few." Hungary looked at Spain who was gazing up the aisle a fearful look on his face and Germany looked like he was about to pass out. If it wasn't for Prussia holding his arm he probably would've.
Japan dashed through the gardens hoping to find the Southern Italian before it was too late. "Mr Romano! Mr Romano!" He called out. "Mr-Oh!" He banged into the back of Netherlands "Gomen."
"It's okay." Netherlands shrugged; He turned around to reveal he was gripping a wriggling Romano under his arm.
"Get off me you pointy haired bastard!" Romano yelled.
"No…Femke wants to see you to married and she will." Netherlands said "Or I'll never get my frickin' pipe back." He muttered.
"I think what Mr Oranda-san is saying is he cares about you and wants to know why you're upset." Japan said softly.
"Nope. I just want my pipe back." Netherlands said.
"Okay…" Japan looked up at him "W-well I want to know why you're upset. A-and also Mr Oranda-san could you…erm…put him down before he goes purple?"
Romano gasped once he was put down "B-bastard." He spluttered massaging his throat.
"Mr Romano-san?" Japan murmured.
"Yeah. Whatever." Romano muttered "I can't marry that dense Bastard! H-he's been married before! He knows what it's like! It never lasted b-but still!" He held himself "I'm scared he'll regret it or I'll fuck it up somehow! I've already fucked up our kid for him!"
"How?" Japan asked curiously.
"He wanted a cute kid that would call him 'Daddy' and would follow him around like…I used to…w-well I never called him 'Daddy'! The bastard probably would've gotten off on it!" He hurriedly corrected after seeing Netherlands raise his eyebrows slightly "No…but I used to follow him." He sighed sadly "And now…Marcus calls him a bastard."
Japan giggled "Su-Sumimason."
Romano blinked but he continued "So I'll know the wedding will go wrong…our marriage will go downhill somehow."
"Arguments are what can make a strong bond. If you keep it bottled up then you can start to hate the other. It is best to air out your views in an argument." Japan said wisely his eyes closing. Cherry petals floated behind him. Netherlands and Romano looked around for a Sakura tree. Japan smiled opening his eyes "I and Yao-san argue too. It is a way of rife. It is unavoidable." He blushed slightly looking down "And make-up sex is always the best."
Romano smirked "Antonio always tries for make-up sex, I have a go at him he says sorry then we end up in bed." His face fell "But seriously…I think he's making a mistake with me."
Netherlands sighed "Alright I'm going to be honest and I'll only say it once so listen." Romano and Japan both looked up curiously "Honestly…I love Femke but don't you ever tell her that! I don't think I'm good enough for her either. I look at her and think will she be happier with someone else so I think about ending it but that would break her heart too. I mean…" he sighed "I'm her frickin' brother! But…I still…love her more than a brother should and I…" he ran his fingers through his hair "And she wants a baby and to get married some day and I know I want to be the one to do all that because honestly Romano. How would you feel if that spaz went with someone else? Like say my spaz and your spaz got together how would you feel?"
"Well…I have always considered that…if Antonio went with Belgium…" Romano mumbled "I…I dunno…I've always had Toni…without him…it'd kill me…"
"You call your rovers…spazes?" Japan asked in awe.
"Well they are." Romano pouted "Get them together and you'll see it. Toni's a dense bastard and China is a spaz too!"
Japan nodded "Hai…I won't deny he can be…spazzy."
"So how about we go back to the wedding huh?" Netherlands attempted a smile.
"Sure…b-but if that potato bastard tries his dazzling tricks on me again I'll hit him!" Romano scowled marching off. Japan laughed as he followed while Netherlands sighed to himself.
Italy held Hungary "I don't wanna cry because then my make-up will run!" He wailed.
Hungary patted his back "There, there he'll be here soon."
Romano walked in "Sorry…." He mumbled.
"Fratello! We are late by half an hour!" Italy wailed grabbing onto his brother.
"I know I know!" Romano sighed "Well come on then."
"Wait!" Hungary grabbed Japan's hand "He has to be there." She ushered him out the door before turning to the two. "Okay then lovelies let's get going!"
Italy 've'ed' happily "This is it!" He giggled. Music started playing.
"Are they finally coming out?" Spain asked his face pale but not as pale as Germany's, he was an alarming shade of grey.
~Se ti vuoi fidare davvero di me…
Fallo fino in fondo.~
"Who's choice was it to have that?" Romano hissed.
"Mine." Hungary smiled. "I heard it and I loved it! Even better when I heard the translation."
"Good choice." He mumbled. They started down the aisle.
~Fino in Fondo!
Fatti piu vicina!
Ragalami il tuo sogno!~
Spain looked over his shoulder and gasped; Romano was holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and linked to Italy with the other. He wore a cute white blazer with matching trousers over a white waistcoat and shirt. His tie was a silvery colour. And to complete it he was wearing a short veil covering his eyes with a tiara on top. Italy was in exactly the same outfit. The only difference was Romano's bouquet were yellow and red to match Spain's flag while Italy's was red, gold and black to match Germany's.
Germany looked around once Prussia poked him. He blushed seeing his beautiful bride. Germany and Spain were both wearing white too. It was almost the same as the brides' but it looked smarter and not so cute. He smiled making Italy gasp.
Italy squeezed his brother's hand as he noticed Germany was in the perfect spot, the sun shined through the window and lit up his hair into gold. His eyes sparkled like sapphires and his smile was true, a nice heart-warming smile that it made Italy whine in happiness.
Romano gazed at Spain "He looks fucking handsome. Shit I think I'm gonna cry." He muttered to his brother as he took in his beautiful lover. Spain smiled his teeth sparkling; his hair was neatly brushed instead of its usual tousled curls. His emerald eyes sparkled more than usual with little tears. Romano smiled shyly as he looked down.
Germany held out his hand for Italy who took it smiling. "You look beautiful." He whispered.
"I love you." Italy whispered back.
Spain took Romano's hand "You look so beautiful Lovi. I love you." He whispered.
"Sh-shut up." Romano muttered blushing. He tried to hold back his tears.
England smiled. "We are gathered here today to join Ludwig Gilbert Beilschmidt-"
"Kesesesese."
"And" he shot the Prussian a glare "Feliciano Veneziano Vargas. Also Antonio Fernando Carriedo and Lovino Vargas." He looked at Germany "Do you Ludwig Gilbert Beilschmidt take Feliciano Veneziano Vargas to be your lawful wedded wife for richer or poorer and in sickness and in health until death do you part?"
"I do." Germany nodded holding Italy's hand a little tighter.
"And do you Feliciano Veneziano Vargas take Ludwig Gilbert Beilschmidt to be your lawfully wedded husband, for richer or poorer and in sickness and in health until death do you part?"
"I do!" Italy cheered.
"Right. Now do you Antonio Fernando Carriedo take Lovino Vargas to be your lawfully wedded wife, for richer or poorer and in sickness and in health until death do you part?"
"Wife?"
"I do!" Spain said wrapping an arm around Romano's waist.
"Hold on. Wife!" Romano retorted.
"Yes wife now bloody accept it because I AM not changing it!" England snapped.
"Why can't he be the wife?" Romano pouted.
"You walked down the aisle, you gave birth, you take it up the arse face it lad you're the wife of this relationship." England said.
"Well so are you then by that logic." Romano muttered.
"Yes I am now shut up! Marriage is a sore subject for me." He snapped shooting America a harsh glare that made him slide down in his seat. "Anyway." He cleared his throat and continued. "Do you Lovino Vargas take Antonio Fernando Carriedo to be your lawfully wedded husband, for richer or poorer and in sickness and in health until death do you part?"
"I suppose so." Romano pouted.
"Lovi…" Spain looked at him hurt.
"I-I mean I do." Romano blushed.
"Good now trade rings with the exchanging of vows. For your insolence you can go first." England scowled at Romano.
"Jeez he's like a school teacher." He muttered. "Toni…um…"
Netherlands handed him the ring, blushing Romano took Spain's hand "I-I love you very much. From when I was a kid and I…" He gazed into Spain's eyes gulping he continued. "And well I knew then that I had a crush on you…I was scared to show you so I acted like a little bastard. But I still l-love you…and I always will…s-so there." Romano pushed the ring on his finger. Spain looked like he was about to cry.
"Lovi…I-"
"I haven't finished yet! And sometimes I find myself wondering…do I deserve you…? Are you really sure you want to be tied down by someone like me."
"Lovi!" Spain shook his head tears now rolling down his face "No L-"
"But! When I look into your eyes I see how much you love me…and…it makes me feel all warm inside. You're like my Spanish Sunshine." Romano smiled. He kissed the ring on his love's finger. "I love you."
Spain bit his lip "Oh Lovi." He sniffed "Lovi!"
"Y-your turn bastard." Romano mumbled.
"S-si." Spain cleared his throat and gently held his hands "Lovi my sweet Lovi. Where to start I fell for you from day one. I saw you and thought what a cute little boy! But of course I often hurt you like when I said I wanted Italy and not you and that someday me and Feli were to marry…but…" He stroked Romano's face "If I had of done then I would not of been faithful to Feli because I would forever be plagued by the thoughts of this beautiful creature in front of me." Romano blushed deeply "I might of even pleaded for you to be with me then I would of hurt Feli…but for you I would kill him."
"Uwaa!" Italy yelped.
"But luckily I don't have to huh? Ahaha!" Spain laughed.
Romano looked down "I-idiot."
"I love you Lovi. So, so so much! And I'm happy I'm marrying you." Spain smiled he slipped the ring on Romano's finger.
"W-well that was sweet. Okay then next two." England sniffed drying his eyes.
"Me first me first!" Italy giggled.
Germany nodded "Okay then."
"Ve~ Luddy! I love you and I'm been thinking really hard about why! Well you're such a pretty man that it makes my heart flutter, but even if you weren't I would still love you because I love who you are here." He gently pressed his hand to Germany's chest over his heart. "You make me feel so whole! It's like the whole world revolves around you, you're like my happy light. When I'm not with you I feel so sad." He held Germany's hand and slipped the ring on "You make me feel all warm and happy like a pretty lady does but you also make me feel more than a lady could ever do."
Germany smiled and clearing his throat he looked away. "Awwww West's embarrassed." Prussia cackled behind him. Germany slammed the heel of his shoe on Prussia's foot making him squeal.
Italy giggled "Your turn Luddy!" He cooed snuggling into him.
Germany nodded he cleared his throat again "Um…Feli…vhen I first saw you in that tomato box I thought you vere a trap. But then I came to realise how pathetic you really vere. B-but now I know…it's not…patheticness in some sense…it's…who you are…und I love that about you." He held Italy's hand; he kissed it before slipping on the ring. "It means i get to protect you like a lover should."
Italy smiled ecstatically "Luddy~"
"I know you loved Holy Rome…" Germany smiled "vhen we vere children but now I know who I was. Und who I am. I know I loved you since childhood. Because I vas Ho-" Prussia slapped a hand over Germany's mouth and hissed in his ear.
"Nein don't tell everyone that. I don't vant to have to run avay with you on your wedding day."
Germany nodded as Italy blinked in shock, Prussia took his hand away. "Erm…und I love you a lot Feli."
"Ve~" Italy cooed his eyes going huge.
"And with the power invested in me-"
France snorted.
"I know pronounce you man and wife! The pair of you! Got something to say frog." England spat at France.
"What power?" France smirked.
"You filthy whore mongering git! I should-"
"Ah-hem." Spain cleared his throat a dangerous look on his face "Can you stop your fighting I want to kiss my Lovi."
"O-oh yes! Sorry!" England blushed slightly "You may now kiss the bride."
Italy had already kissed Germany before the words were uttered he had latched himself onto him moaning softly.
"Lovi!" Spain raised the veil out of Romano's eyes "I have dreamed of this for so long." He whispered. Romano blushed slightly. Spain pressed a kiss to his lips.
XxX
Outside the church confetti were thrown their way making the two happy couples smile. Germany smiled looking down while Italy giggled happily. Spain pulled Romano in for another kiss making him blush deeply.
Soon enough they were whisked into the large dance hall. "Spain and Roma can dance first!" Hungary squealed her eyes lighting up with happiness.
Spain held out his hand "Lovi?" He said softly.
Romano took it his cheeks flaring up "O-okay."
Italy giggled as he watched Spain and Romano twirl around the dance floor "Luddy?" He murmured "Let's dance."
"H-hold on I-"
"There are no rules to dancing! It's free!" Italy giggled pulling Germany up onto the dance floor he grabbed him and twirled him happily.
"Vait! Feli! I'm not sure about this! Spain never taught me-"
Italy just giggled ignoring Germany's protests. Romano smiled watching the joy on his brother's face. "You know…I…think I'm ready to give that bastard a chance." He muttered.
"Hmm? Why the sudden change sweetie?" Spain asked.
"Well…look how happy he makes him." Romano shrugged.
Spain looked over and smiled "Si they light up the room!"
Hungary grabbed Austria's hand "Let's dance!" She giggled. Prussia scowled as the spluttering Austrian was led away.
Soon the dance floor was filled with many other Nations and children dancing happily together. Elfriede and Marcus were playing hide and seek under the tables with Anaztazia and Gilbertra.
The night got to an end eventually with many Nations drunk. England and his sister Ireland beat many others in a drinking contest and were now trying to seduce America and Scotland. America threw his well pissed lover over his shoulder "Dude this party was amazing! You four are awesome!" He grinned "Well I better go home! Put the twins to bed and screw the ever loving crap out of Iggy!" At this England just hiccupped drunkenly. Avery and Tobias were lying in America's arm snuggled together.
"Oh si! Buono Notte!" Italy smiled he was sitting on Germany's lap who was crunched over the table cradling a beer.
Prussia staggered up to them "C-come on W-West! We better-hic-go home." Austria was draped over his body murmuring in his ear. "Gott Prinzessin!" He smirked "I love it vhen you drink."
Spain waved off many other couples he, Japan, Italy and Hungary were of the few who weren't absolutely drunk. Romano was however giggling to himself in a corner staring at the lights changing colour. Japan and Hong Kong walked past him dragging a drunken China "Arigato for a lovely time." Japan smiled he bowed slightly.
Scotland smirked, Ireland over his shoulder much like her twin Brother was on America "That was a right time. I cannae believe how much this skank slugged back." He cackled off with a small kekekeke.
Spain smiled "U.K's Prussia?"
Italy smiled poking Spain "Big Brother Antonio? Can you help me with Germany?"
"Sure!" Spain smiled "Too bad the strongest country left…" He sighed but he laughed when Prussia threw Germany over his shoulder as well as Austria.
"Kesesese not bad for a country that doesn't exist anymore huh?" Prussia cackled.
"Ve~ Our honeymoon is in two days!" Italy squealed. Canada walked past smiling happily with a drunk and naked France over his shoulder.
Spain waved them off "Si I can't wait!" He grabbed Italy's hands and they bounced up and down excitedly.
AN: Finally I finished! Sorry it was so late!But I was distracted easily and I rambled a lot in this chapter. Anyway next time a SpaMano/GerIta honeymoon!