"Your eyes."
The hand over the German's face was placed in vain; nothing could hide the deep blush that spread all the way from his cheeks to his ears, as much as Germany wished to sink into the shadows and just be free of this embarrassment. "We we are not discussing this, Feliciano."
"Why not?" His head lifted slightly from the German's chest, the ever-present smile gracing his lips. Italy reached up to tug at the blond's wrists, bringing his hands away from his face with an amused giggle. Germany could be so silly, sometimes! "It's something nice to talk about!"
Germany gave no resistance to the Italian's grip, fighting back a
Three days.
That was the amount of time that it took Italy to realize what had been bothering his friend.
Three days. Three days after that Buon San Valentino.
The first day had been spent in panic, of course. Germany being nice was okay and alland he was being really nice! Playing soccer with him, bringing him flowers, giving him hugs, inviting him out to dinner and everything it was really nice, and Italy was happy to be spending time with him!
but it wasn't like Germany at all!
At first Italy thought that maybe Germany had just eaten something funny but as the days went on and the behavior continued, he cou
Love On Walls (GerIta) by YaoiFanFictioner07, literature
Literature
Love On Walls (GerIta)
"Germany! Germany!" Italy ran excitedly up to poor unsuspecting Germany and slapped a pair of headphones on his head, "I need to show you something!"
"Um Italy, you're having me listen to something right now, I don't see anything," Germany said kindly looking down at the ecstatic Italy.
"Oh I know," Italy said and smiled, "I need you to listen to this song first, then I'll show you oh and I need to put this on you too."
"Wait, what ?" Germany asked confused as Italy put a blindfold on him. Italy carefully led him through the house to the unused back-room and sat him down in a chair in the middle of th
Germany slowly woke up to Italy's shuddering in the middle of the night. He drowsily opened his eyes and saw the corner of Italy's lips twitching as he dreamed, the full moon shone through their window providing only pale light to see. Italy soon began talking in his sleep, something about an alien, pasta, and a psychotic France. Germany smiled to himself as he listened to Italy talk; it was funny, some nice entertainment to wake up to. He looked down and noticed his arm was wrapped protectively around Italy's chest, 'Every single time I wake up at night I'm holding him ' he thought to himself. Germany knew he loved Italy, but he wa
GerIta: Heartbeat by YaoiFanFictioner07, literature
Literature
GerIta: Heartbeat
Germany got into bed and was just about to fall asleep when a familiar warmth filled up the bed next to him. He flipped onto his other side and, not surprisingly, found Italy laying next him. He watched as Italy performed his nightly ritual of starting on his right side, then changing to the left, then laying on his stomach, then his back, then finally deciding that the best place to sleep was snuggled up next to Germany with his head buried in Germany's chest. Germany naturally rested his arm across Italy's back and started to fall back asleep, until Italy spoke up.
"Vee~ Germany?"
"Hm?" he grunted slightly annoyed.
"Why does your hear
"Why did I even agree to go to that costume party?" Germany muttered to himself as he walked back into his home. He was clad in a slick, black military uniform with a matching jacket and hat, and feeling quite silly for even venturing out of his home in the outfit.
After much pestering from his brother, Prussia, Germany had agreed to go to France's costume party, where the theme was "military." Unfortunately, as the party went on, it seemed the theme slowly changed to "au naturel."
Germany managed to escape with all his clothes, luckily. Still, as he closed and locked the door, he recalled that Italy was also at the party, and felt somew
Summary: Germany wakes up pinned under several bodies. He is not amused. Fluff.
Pairings: GerIta, Spamano. Prussia & France friendship.
Germany groaned as he came to. His head was pounding, and his limbs felt rather heavy. He tried to shift away from the sliver of light coming through the curtains, but found that he couldn't move anything except his head.
'Ugh, Italy must have snuck into my bed again...'
He reluctantly opened his eyes, but instead of being met with Feliciano's brown locks his eyes found disheveled silver instead. He sputtered as Gilbert snuggled into his right arm.
"G-Gilbert, what are you doing in my bed?!"
Bleary crim
You Did Wunderbar -GerIta- by CatastrophicMeltdown, literature
Literature
You Did Wunderbar -GerIta-
Summary: A GerIta remix of the Paint It, White! ending. Because the idea grabbed me and wouldn't let go.
These stubborn ideas of mine...
"Italy, you did wunderbar."
Italy beamed and ran forward, dropping the cat as he jumped on Ludwig, wrapping his arms and legs around the taller man. Germany stumbled backwards a bit before regaining his balance and gripping Italy's legs to hold him up.
"I was so worried, Ludwig," he said, burrowing his head into the man's neck. "I thought I'd lost you."
Ludwig smiled sadly as he buried his face in Feliciano's hair. He kissed the strands as he said, "It's alright, Feliciano. You stopped them, and everyth
Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta- by CatastrophicMeltdown, literature
Literature
Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-
Summary: It's Ludwig's turn to host Christmas dinner, when he and Feliciano get caught under the mistletoe. What follows is a bit of a surprise to the other nations.
Pairing: Germany/N. Italy
Laughter filtered through the slightly open door, and Ludwig smiled a bit. He had been chosen as the host for this year's Christmas get together, and all their friends were gathered in his dining room as he and Feliciano bustled around the kitchen. A few others had tried to get in to help, but were quickly dissuaded by the reactions of the two countries. A wooden spoon and baster could be very effective weapons.
"Hey, West! Is the food done yet?"
Lud