You're all probably wondering why the hell Italy is my best friend... Well, you see Italy has been by my side no matter how many times I tried getting rid of him. So, I've decided if I can't get rid of him I'd have to teach him to take care of himself in case anything ever happened to me. What? I need someone to let everyone know how great Germany is right? Anyway, during these past few years and after that attack by the aliens, I saw a different side to Italy. I saw that he can be strong even if I'm not around... Then again he wouldn't have defeated them without Rome.
Anyway, the day I realized how I really felt about Italy was the day he came to my house when he was hiding from Japan's little sister, Tokyo, he said she was planning on slamming his face with some pie. Well of course I had no choice, he wouldn't leave even if I held a gun to his face. So, that night Italy insisted he sleep in my bed with me, he told me Tokyo would never think to look for him sleeping in the same bed as another man. But even when I said no he still fell in to the same bed as mine.
We laid there for a while when finally Italy's staring at me started to piss me off.
"What ze hell are you looking at!?" I shouted.
"I was just thinking," Italy spoke, "you look just like another friend of mine, his name was Holy Rome, I think he thought I was a girl 'cause he kissed me before he left to go off to war."
"Why did you let him kiss you?"
"'Cause he was going off to war, I was never going to see him again!" Italy cried choking his cat, who I had no idea he brought with him.
"Vhat did he get killed or zomething?" I asked getting tired.
"I don't really know." Italy said bluntly.
"Zen why ze hell are you talking about him like he iz!?"
"Well, 'cause you look a lot like him and I just started remembering him."
"Well, vhat do you vant me to do?"
"I was wondering, since we're the only people in this room right now... I was wondering if... Maybe you'd... You'd be willing to... Kiss me... As if you were going off to war?"
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"HELL NO!!!!" I shouted.
"I'm sorry Germany I didn't think it was such a bad option to have in the back pocket!"
"I don't care!"
"Just a peck?"
"No!"
"On the cheek?"
"NO!"
..... "Nose?"
"NO!! Damn it!"
"Fine, if you don't want to I won't bug you anymore." Italy hid is face under the covers as he turned away from me. I could hear the little freak crying under the sheets.
Damn, I thought, he's going to keep crying unless I do this thing... "Alright, I'll do it..."
"What are you talking about."
"I can't sleep with you like this... But you got to swear never to tell anyone about this!"
He gasped "You mean you're going to, yeah I won't tell anyone, I swear!"
I sighed angrily under my breath and leaned in. We came face to face as I got closer to his lips. I closed my eyes because this was ridiculous. My lips touched his, they were soft. We stayed like for a few seconds when I moved my hand on to his. He moved in closer to me. My lips parted from each other as my tongue entered his mouth and his met mine. I slid my arm up his waist...
That's when I woke up, falling to the floor.
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"Vhat ze hell kind of dream vas zat!?" I shouted.
Tokyo giggled as she unplugged the dream creator from Germany's brain frame.
"Hi, everyone," Tokyo laughed. "Just wanted to see what would happen if Germany dreamt of Italy as if he was in love with him, hope you enjoyed KylenD's story of Germany and Italy's relationship!"
Fin
