Italys Little Secret

Chapter 1. The Camping Trip

Italy was lying on the hardwood desk, sighed and finished papers piled in various piles all over the table, thou there were only one or two documents left to sign Feliciano was not paying attention to them, his soft caramel eyes gazing through the window, one arm holding the pen and the other holding his head . The white curtain, blown in the wind, making a calm and relaxing momentum, even with all of the legal documents, much more relaxing, the warm summers mornings wind being not too hot nor too cool- making the perfect Italian summers morning- makes Italy daydream about his friends.

"The-a whether outside-a is-a so nice-a don't you think-a so fratello?" Italy asks his brother, who is currently texting his boyfriend Spain, after Romano finally accepted to go on a date with Spain, the two lovebirds have been inseparable, even more than they used to, and the times that there bosses do actually manage to separate them, they are on their phones texting each other like a teenage couple. Romano lifts his head to look at the big window from witch the sun is shining throu- or you know the only window since it's the only window in the room, it takes up one of the wall, a massive window opening up the view into the Italian brothers backyard.

"Si, it's-a nice-a, now go-a back-a to work-a you need-a to finish-a all of your-a paperwork that's left-a" Romano said pointing to a small pile of papers and contracts on the table that were still unread and unsigned.

"Aww, but-a fratello I don't-a want-a to I'm to-a tired-a" Italy whines, but still went back to work, the only motivation to finish his work being the sfogliatelle fresh from the stove, that and Geramnys pats on the head, they're the best if Feliciano's being honest. Just as Italy finished sighing the last document his phone, on the edge of the desk, starts to ring, scaring him and annoying Romano, disrupting the ambiance of the warm summer day created, even thou he was already annoyed because it's been five minutes -almost six- and Spain still didn't text back. Italy almost reached the phone but Romano answered it first, frowning instantly when he sees who's picture popped up on his little brothers phone screen.

"It's -a for-a you" He says passing the phone to Italy, going back to sitting upside down on the soft leather love-seat, yes Romano is sweaty and sticking to it like honey to everything, but it's a matter of principal okay, Felici said that he would not sit on the love-seat because of the hat and Romano will die that say that he was wrong, actually it's not that bad, it's really comfortable if you ignore the sticky and wet part.

"I know fratello it is my phone after all" Italy smiles, placing the phone to his ear, making the other italian brother stick out his tongue granting him a giggle and a tongue shown back from his brother.

"Ciao, Italy Veneciano is-a speaking-a, may I ask who I am speaking to ?" After a second of silence a thick deep german accented voice spoke, making Italys heart skip a few beats and a spark or two sizzling through his fingers, making Romano role his eyes more than usual when the man on the phone called, a small part of him worried thou, the same man didn't know about Felicianos "gift", none of there friends and acquaintances knew about it. There was an exception thou, for those with similar "gifts" like Felicis.

"Guten tag Italia, it's Germany, I vas vondering vould you like to go camping vith me tomorrow, if you're not busy and have finished your sighnin', I would have asked Prussia but he is busy vith his boyf-.. uh... his friend, ya, his friend" Italy smiles, thinking about the little slip of tongue, he knew about Prussia and Canada it was in the way the lay lines connected the two- the most transparent and yet the loudest of all of the lay lines at connect his friends, not including Russias but hes... special lets call it that way. Italy was brought back from his head by Romano clearing his throat, throwing a look at his brother, saying to just answer already, he wanted the damn phone back 'cus he's too lazy to get up and get his own phone.

"Si, I would-a love-a to Doitsu"

"Okay zhen, I'll come pick you at fünf, tomorrow." Germany says a little bit surprised at the fast and cheerful response, what's more he did not expect the answer to come so soon from the italian, Germany remembers the Italian complaining of the all the documents his boss wants him to sight and look through, summer was the time that the country has the most visitors after all.

"Okay, arrivederci Doitsu" Italy starts looking through the window and decides what to take with him.

"Auf wiedersehn, Italia." Ending the phone-call Italy stretched and got up to eat before going back finishing the documents. After all was done the sun was reaching the highest part in the sky, making everyone crave for shade or something cold and refreshing, the brothers were no exception, so they decided to cool down with some gelato. Uncharacteristically for the smaller italian twin- he remained silent through the meal, making the other twing sigh and tell him to just call "them", Feliciano did not need to ask who his brother had in mind, so he picked up his phone and called his friends - the only ones who knew how to taim his power- The Magic Trio Italy was not ready to come out to Germany about his powers yet, but he feared the time is running out, and one way or another he will have to confess not only about his powers, but also about other thing too.

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I started to editing this story, don't worry I won't change anything just fix a few of the grammar mistakes I made. If everything goes as planned my sorela LilKawaiiOtaku will beta-read it and help me edit everything.

I will see you in the next chappy ba-bay my teddys.