you and Germany were running with japan behind you and Italy ......far... behind. you stop and wait for Italy as he stps.
"Ne~ why-a did you stop?"
you smirk at him.
"to make a bet."
"a bet why??"
"to motivate you."
he tilted his head at you. his ahoge bouncing slightly.
"what-a bet?"
"that if you bet me and Germany over the finish line i'll kiss you-"
"OK-a"
"but-" you say wi
"if you lose you'll suffer the consequences"
you smile.aura fading getting in a running position.
"on your mark get set GO!"
you took the first step you pausing looking foward seeing italy running as fast as he could. you ran trying to pick up the sped.
you finally got to the finish mark bent over in exhaustion, you had ran your hardest to keep up with feliciano you straightned(sp?) back up. and as soon as you did you felt lips press against yours. you blinked in confusion and before you could kiss back he moved his head.
"same bet tomorrow bella~?"
all you could do was nod
lets just say that italy never ran that fast in his life. and you couldn't wait for tomorrow.
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