Roses and Romance

Invitations

It was getting close to Valentine's Day, and of course France is the one most excited. "In the name of the city of love, every woman from all over the world is welcome to my party of Roses and Romance. We have wine! We have rooms specifically for the bedroom, for if anyone wants to have fun with me...well..."

"Oh stop it France! You think anybody would go to a party like yours if you advertise something as distasteful as sex rooms you pervert!" England interrupted, hearing everything he said as France advertised in the streets of London, "what are you doing in my capital anyway?"

"Arthur darling! You think all of these ladies and men alike will go to a Valentine's Day party and not have overwhelming hormones in need of setting? Even if I didn't have those sex rooms, they'd probably fuck in those filthy public bathrooms, or in the corner of a bar where everyone is bound to see them and be discuses. Love should be performed in a place where a couple can live each other like nobody's watching! Hence why sex rooms were born! And besides, they're in the basement with solid concrete walls so think you wouldn't hear the most passionate of-"

"DON'T SAY IT I GET IT!" England interrupts again, "but you still didn't answer other question, why. Are. You. In. My. City?!"

"Where are my manners? I have a few other countries involved in handing out invitations to my party, I just felt like I needed to leave France to get the word out since all of France knows about it already! This is the first time the news is going around in the U.K." France then joked, "Maybe you'd like to bring America haha!" England face turns red as a tomato

"How many  times does it take for those bloody fangurls realize I AM NOT INFATUATED WITH MY BROTHER?!" (No offense to USUK shippers. This is merely a joke of England breaking the 4th wall, I know how aggressive a lot of Hetalia fans get get about their ships, but please don't take this joke personally! There's plenty of fanfiction out there where USUK is cannon! Okay, back to the story!). "It only saddens me more to think America wouldn't be my kid brother any-" realizing France was listening, he blinks away tears building up behind his eyes to keep from actually crying, then France asks:

"Fan girls? What fan girls?"

"It's nothing! Forget I ever said that" and England walks off embarrassed and cursing at himself.

Meanwhile in Italy...

"Germany! Hey Germany!" Italy calls out, "I'm helping France deliver invitations, and I'd like for you to come with me to his Valentine's party! Please won't you come with me? Japan can come too!"

Germany blushes, "vell, um, okay. We don't have to..you know...um...

"Is it about the sex rooms? We don't have to do it unless you want to" Italy smiled, not at all uncomfortable with the fact that France added sex rooms.

"I'd love to come" Germany said with a genuine smile Italy rarely ever sees, along with Germany's ice blue eyes lighting up for a brief second. It was weird because every time Germany looked at Italy's face, he could see somebody he swears to god he's seen before, so long ago maybe this person met him as a child, though Germany has completely forgotten everything in his childhood, the one thing he does remember is a sweet little girl in a green dress and white apron with a cloth tied on her head to match. She was so tiny, about the same size as Germany at the time, with rosy cheeks, even her eyes being shut all the time like Italy's. could Italy look like that girl out of pure coincidence? Nah! That girl was, well, a girl and Italy's a guy.

"Yay! Meet me at the rose field couple blocks from the drinking bar, ok?"

"Vhy can't we just go there together?"

"Because I have a surprise for you!"

What was Italy hiding until tomorrow, which was the Valentine's Day party?

A/N: and I know, Valentine's Day was three weeks ago, but enjoy the story anyway and read it again for next V-day or something. I wanted to come up with a more original concept since GerIta fanfics like other shipping fanfics have been done to death already