valentines gift :3 (gerita lemon)

Valentine's day gift (gerita lemon one-shot)

The weather was warm and breezy, just like always in Italy, the country was perfect. great weather, fertile lands, pretty woman and handsome men, but the most handsome had to be Italy himself. You see each country also had a person, the person would feel the countries pain and vice versa, therefore the person would be the most stereotypical for their country, such as America being self centred and obnoxious, but also incredibly stupid... France being strikingly handsome but also a major perv that couldn't keep his hands to himself or his clothes on his body, England being incredibly irritable and drinking tea most of the time, but also bad at cooking... really bad at cooking, I mean really bad at cooking *shudders*.

Italy, being light hearted and adorable, bringing happiness in his wake and putting a smile on anyones face, even the stoic Germany who wore a scowl 24/7 couldnt help but smile a little at the bubbly man.

February 13th
Dear diary, tommorow is buon san Valentino and I have absolutely no idea what to get Germany!. ive never seen him eat chocolate, except for on a cake, but I make him cakes all the time... I want this to be special, so that means no pasta, at least not the kind I feed him everyday... what about wurst, he likes that right? Ugh thats it im going to ask Prussia for advise, he must know something about Germany, they're brothers right?  Okay! I'll go find him and ask for help!

Charging down the stairs, Italy took a right and barged into the kitchen making the stern german who was cooking there almost crap himself

"Shit, Italia you scared me!" the blond screeched

"Ah I'm-a sorry Germany but I was in-a rush and didnt know you were in here, i'm sorry, please dont be-a mad germany" the italian sobbed hanging his head so low his chin touched his collar bone that was prominent through his thin, skin tight shirt.

"ah, nein, its okay italia, vhat vas it you wanted?"

"oh!, I was gonna go see if-a prussia was able to talk today, its kind of...uh... urgent" he lowered his head lowering his voice to a whisper as he finished his cheeks dusted with a pink colour that contrasted with his olive skin, a look of pain flashed across his face, but it dissapeared so quickly you could hardly tell it was there in the first place

"I think hes in his room" germany said as he turned back to the stove

"thanks" the italian sqeeked as he ran away, germany could be scary sometimes...

light snores were coming from the basement, most likely from the albino sleeping peacefully, it was almost a shame to wake this drooling man but italy was on a mission, and this time he wouldnt run away and cower behind germany. gently crouching down next to the wooden bed, italy reached out a dainty finger and poked the sleeping prussian. the self proclaimed awesome male just giggled in his sleep, this in turn made italy snicker, prussia didnt seem like one to giggle. he poked a little harder, making a light red mark appear on unblemished skin. prussia shot up from bed and clasped his hands around the attackers neck, gripping with an almost windpipe-shattering force, italy's eyes widened with fear and his hands clutched onto prussias wrists, hoping to pry them off. prussias sleep clouded eyes sharpened and he saw who he was strangling and instantly let go pulling the tearful man into his arms whispering apologies and rocking back and forth trying to calm him down. eventually the italian calmed down and breathed deeply pulling away from prussia.

"I wanted to ask for your help prussia, its about germany...buon san Valentino is tommorow and I have no idea what to do for him" italy said, his words so rushed that it was difficult to understand "you see I reallylikegermanybuthedoesntlikemebackandthatabreaksmyheart *takes a breath* ifididthisthenmaybegermanywouldlikememoreandiwouldntbealone...so please I need your help prussia..." prussia sat there for a moment while his awesome brain deciphered the blabbered words