Hetalia One Shots

PruIta

Legit thing. Google ItalyxPrussia. It's a legit pairing.

Italy was out walking. He was sad. Russia had just beaten him up (I'm sorry I love Russia don't kill me!) and Italy was upset. As he was walking, he bumped into something. "Ow! Sorry." Italy apologized, not knowing who it was. "Kolkolkol~you bumped into me. Did you not learn your lesson?" Italy froze at the happy, bone-chilling voice. "AAA! I'm-a sorry Russia!" Italy yelped, trembling. "Hey! Zhe awesome me says to leave him alone!" A loud, German accented voice called to the angry Russian. Italy looked in the direction of the voice. He saw snow-white hair and red eyes. "Oh? And what are you going to do, cyka?"(1) Russia responded. "Go. Avay. Scheiwnhund."(2) Prussia said threateningly. They had a stare-off, and Russia lost. "I'll be back, kolkolkol~" Russia said and left. Italy was trembling. Prussia went over and cuddled Italy. "Shh. It's OK. I'm here. Zhe awesome me is here." Prussia said comfortingly. Italy was crying. Prussia held him close, protecting him from the world. Prussia took Italy back to his house. Italy had cried himself to sleep. Prussia put him on the couch and called Germany. "Hallo?" Germany answered the phone. "Hey West, Italy got attacked by Russia. Zhe awesome me saved him, of course, so I just thought I'd let you know. He ist at mein haus now." Prussia said. "Can he stay avhile? I can't get him until tomorrow." Germany said. "Of course West." Prussia responded. "Danke. Schüss." Germany said and hung up. Prussia looked at Italy, peacefully sleeping. "He is so cute! How can one person be zhis cute?" Prussia thought to himself, looking at Italy. "Ve~ I like-a pasta." Italy mumbled in his sleep. Prussia gave up. He walked over to the couch and stood over Italy. He leaned down and quickly kissed Italy's lips. Italy a woke with a start. "P-prussia?" Italy asked, confused. "Ich liebe dich, Italia." Prussia said, looking him directly in the eyes. Oh, how Prussia loved thoes eyes. Italy smiled. "Really?" He asked. "Ja. Jour almost as awesome as me." He said, kissing Italy on the nose. Italy giggled. "Te Amo, Prussia." Italy said, blushing. Prussia pulled him into a hug. They cuddled on the couch.

Done! I think this is cute. Sorry if Prussia is kinda OOC. (1): Pronounced Suka. Bitch in Russian.
(2): Pigdog in German. Request!
Hasta la pasta~!
~Cali