Do You Remember? Germany x Italy

3. Beer and Colone

I got home to Austria looking down on me disappointed, it's not like he was expecting much anyway. Romano came over and threw his arm around me. "That potato bastard gave us a call!" He snickered. "I can't believe your back." Austria stated from the back room. "You weren't supposed to not come back." At this remark even Romano looked a little taken back.
The day ended depressing, but I decided to think nothing of it and continued smiling. It seems Romano left the house and is going to live with another country. Although he mumbled, I believe he said he was going to live with Spain. I laughed at the thought of those two, it's like mother and child. I was kicked out of Austria's mansion not too long ago. Well if I'm going to try to figure out Germany, might as well ask him if I can live with him.

It was dust when I arrived at Germanys house. I knocked confidently on the door, not feeling the same way when I heard the footsteps coming my way. The floor beneath me slightly shook until the door slightly opened. He peaked through the opening and opened the door wider after seeing me. "Ciao~" I chimed. "Vhat do jou vant?" He ran his fingers through his slicked back hair. "I was-a thrown out of Mr. Austria's home, could I-a live with you for-a bit?" He ran his fingers through his hair again and exhaled. Germany looked outside and replied, "Vell it looks like it vill get dark soon, I don't really have a choice do I?" I hopped inside after he moved to the side. "Sorry for-a intruding~"

I toured the house until Germany called for dinner. "Sorry dinner is so bland, I vasn't expecting company." "Ah~ no it's-a ok!" I sat myself at the table. It was awkward, nobody said anything. Germany looked down at his food most of the time and I smiled trying to make small talk. No use. I opened my eyes once again and looked at him for a moment. The blue eyes, blond hair, everything... It all just seems too familiar. He chuckled at me. "Oh crap he looked up and saw me staring at him!!!" I blushed and shut my eyes. It caught me off guard but he found it especially funny. "Wh-What?! What-a are you-a laughing at?" I stammered. "The better question to ask right now is, vhat vere jou looking at?" I turned my face away, hoping that maybe if I looked away he would drop the subject. But I could feel his eyes glued on me, waiting for my answer. I gave in and turned my head back around, but kept it lowered in an attempt that my bangs would hide my face. "I-a don't think you-a need me to tell-a you." He laughed again. He seemed happier, and more open. "Italy," he was still laughing, "Would you want pasta for dinner tomorrow?" "Of course!!" He stood up, still smiling to himself and picked up my empty plate along with his. "It's already pretty late, jou should go to bed." He set the dishes in the sink and showed me the guest bedroom. "Umm..." I twiddled my thumbs. "I-a don't have any-a other clothes... I left-a them all at Mr. Austria's house..." "One second Italy." He left to room as I sat on the clean bed. A moment later he came backs with an oversized shirt and some sweat pants. "Thank you." I said as I took the clothes. He smiled at me and started walking away. "Sorry the clothes are so big, it's all I could find for jou." He stopped, then faced me again. "Oh and Italy?" "Yes?" "I'm sorry for how awkward or rude I may have been earlier." "Ah! It's-a no problem! I'm-a sorry for intruding!" He slightly smiled again waved, "don't vorry about it." And shut the door behind him. I took off my clothes and put on Germany's oversized shirt and sweatpants, pulling the draw string tight so the pants would stay on. I laid down on the bed and saw the hall light turn off and Germany's shadow pass the door. I took a deep breath and became aware of the smell of the shirt, it was just like Germany. It smelled of beer and cologne, and with that, I feel asleep.