"We need to find out what would break Germany." Russia was no fool he knew that Germany was a tough opponent but everyone had at least one weakness. Now if they could find that for Germany they would be able to win
"What about his brother?" England asked sipping some of his reeking tea
"No, he would just fight harder. I've seen it happen before between them." America countered
"He's so cold not much can get to him."
"Mon ami everyone has that person that if they were taken away from them they would just collapse." France reasoned his eyes misting over thinking of something that made England shift uncomfortably
"I say we should watch him. See who he cares for."
"Okay but if this doesn't work we try to kill him." Russia snarled
"Only you would be able to do that." England nodded
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"Germany! Where are you?!" Italy screamed waking up by himself in Germany's bed scared him what if he had been hurt what if...
"Italy are you okay?!" The blond half-dressed German came running in holding a pistol ready to release the trigger at the sign of anyone
"I thought you were-a gone." Italy sniffed
"Italy I'm right here. Like I always will be." He soothed sitting right beside the crying Italian
"Promise me."
"I promise that I'll always be here. But I also promise that nothing will ever hurt you." He said solemnly before bending down and kissing him on the lips.
"Ve! Ti amo Luddy. Now are we having pasta?"
"Only the best for mine." Germany smiled something only reserved for his husband
They were married but keeping it under wraps since neither of them wanted something that anyone could use against them. And so far they were doing a good job of it. Only Canada knew since he had been the one to wed them.
Walking down Italy inhaled the smell of cooked pasta with the tangle of wrust and tomato. He slid his hand down the slik oiled wood smiling as he recalled how much work Germany had out into their house.
Their house.
Italy loved thinking of that. It didn't matter that no one not even their brothers could know of it but Germany had constructed a small house in the middle of the black woods in Germany as a present for them since he couldn't do anything else that people would notice.
"Italy I'm just going to chop some wood. I'll be back in a few minutes." Germany was standing there his axe in his firm hands.
"Okay I'm going to clean up." Feliciano chirped trying to rip his eyes away from the firm muscels that showed off in that tight black singlet his husband was wearing
Soon after a bit of cleaning up and Ludwig had started up the fire the old fashioned way with two bits of lead they sat down together to eat breakfast. Italy crawled into his lap and leaning against the bigger nation he whispered sweet nothings into his ear.
