"You each take the end of a Pocky stick in your mouth and eat towards each other. The first person to break eye-contact looses," Japan says with a totally strait face. He is holding a box of Pocky in one hand and the other is hidden behind his thigh to conceal his camera from Germany and Italy.
"Ve ~ it sounds like the type of game you like Ludwig!" Italy says excitedly and takes a Pocky stick from the box. He puts it between his teeth and turns to Germany who is red as a tomato. He understands that this is not actually a game, it's an excuse to make out, but he can't really say no to Italy because tests of will are usually his kind of game. He steals himself and puts the other end between his teeth. He locks eyes with Italy and slowly starts eating towards him. Italy seems to be totally oblivious to the way Germany's heart is pounding in his chest, how he his half eager half terrified for what will happen when they reach the middle, but he doesn't break eye-contact.
They've reached the middle of the Pocky stick and Ludwig can tell Feliciano is confused as to what comes next, so he steals the last tiny bit of Pocky which brings his lips flush with Feliciano's. The Italian's eyes widen with understanding. He begins to kiss Ludwig softly. Ludwig is blushing again, but he doesn't pull away. Instead he puts one hand on the back of Feliciano's head and deepens the kiss. Both their eyes are closed now, neither caring at this point that they lost by closing their eyes.
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His Name
FanficOn hold indefinitely Italy never knew the Holy Roman Empire's name, so it's not surprising when he nearly has a heart attack when he sees Germany sweeping the floor with a push broom that's much to short for him. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! ALL RIGHTS...
