GerIta--Let us~

A young Italian was walking down the road. He was looking for a place to work, or even just a place to stay. He had just been in a financial crisis, before being kicked out of his house by his older brother. He was supported by this brother of his, and now had nothing.

As he walked down the small cobblestone street, he spotted a tall, young man reading a book. He decided to make a friend, someone to depend on, someone who will care about him. The man had blond hair, combed back professionally, and small sideburns by his ears. The Italian sat down on the bench beside the man. He examined his face. It had nice features, but what really caught his eyes was the beautiful blue eyes that now looked at him.

"Oh!" Exclaimed the Italian. "I'm sorry. I was just curious about your book." The other man looked intimidating, but didn't mean to. The blond smiled. "It's fine. And the book, it is okay, but not as exciting as I believed." The Italian smiled. The blond may have looked angry, but he indeed wasn't. " By the way," said the blond. " My name is Ludwig. Ludwig Van Beilschmidt." He had a thick German accent, and yet a warm smile.

"My name is Feliciano!" Said the Italian. "Would you like to come with me for some coffee, maybe a cup of tea?" The German smiled slightly. "Yes," he said, "I would like that." So, they began taking a stroll to the coffee shop down the road. Feliciano began to examine the German more. He had a broad, well built chest. He also had strong arms. He was about two inches taller than the Italian, too. Before they knew it, they arrived at the coffee shop.

P.S. SRY IT WAS SO SHORT....I'LL MAKE MORE!!! Also, this theme nor the characters belong to me. The belong to the creator of hetalia, and them only.