GerIta: Prank Gone Wrong

Chapter 6:: Lovely

~-Germany's POV-~

  We headed home once Romano cooled off, Italy hoked her arm around mine as she skipped beside me, a bright smile on her lips. Her dress fluttered and her curl swayed in the breeze, the setting sun reflecting off her perfectly. I couldn't stop the blush from crawling up my face. She was just so... Lovely. Her personanality fit her more now that she was a girl, her love for everything and everyone cuter and her clumziness adorable. I had to rerain myself from ducking down to really kiss her perfectly pink and soft lips as she hummed the tune of the song she wrote for me years ago while being male. I never knew why, but I always loved that song, always replying it in my mind while cleaning or while trying to relax.

  I could practically feel Romano seething behind me as his fiery amber glare burned into my neck. Damn, he was extremely protective, but I can understand. He's the older brother, protecting his younger sibling. He doesn't want Feli hurt, male or female. Romano would never admit it out loud, but he definatly had a soft spot for the younger of the two. Antonio had Romano within reach incase the italian decided to rampage on me.

  I go back to staring at the girl beside me. She now was now hugging my arm to herself, her lovely eyes closed, but the beautiful smile still gracing her lips. I desperatly struggled in holding myself back, but managed with Romano's anger's help.

  Finally we reached my house, and I pushed the door open, letting Feli in first. She ran up the stairs, saying something about her pj's. I headed into the kitchen, and froze. Prussia had only loose sweat pants on, sagging slightly, just enough to see the black rims of his boxers, and no shirt. Instead, his shirt was on Hungary who was hugging her waist from behind. My mind instantly created the image of them being me and Little Italy. I elt my face flush a bright red, and i awkwardly cleared my throat. The couple jumped away from each other, both blushing furiously. Gilbert rubbed the back of his head, avoiding looking at either me or Hungary, and she the same except for she didn't look at my brother.

  "Haha, h-hey bruder." The albino stuttered nervously, a sheepish, lop-sided grin on his face. "V-ve veren't expecting you home so early."

  I could only nod. "Clearly." I stared, watching as Elizaveta rubbed her arm.

  It was awkwardly silent until the brunette broke it. "V-vell, I'm going t-to check on Italy." She said, hurridly limping off. My eyes widening at how pronounced her lip was. Prussia wasn't lying when he said he could make a girl ache for days with his five-meters.

  Turning my eyes back to my brother, I was slightly surprised that he wasn't there. Usually he'd say his catch-phr- "I'm awesome..." Came a quiet whisper from behind me, and I sighed. There it was.

  "I'm-a sleepy..." Came another whisper, this one more feminine and sleepy. Tiny arms wrapped around my waist from behind, startling me. I calmed down, realizing it was just Feli. "Can I-a lay with-a you tonight?" She asked, making me flustered all over again. How many times is that going to happen because of her? It wouldn't stop.

  "Mmm~... Ahh~ Doitsu~!" Italy moaned in my ear as I kissed and nipped down her neck and up to her ear-lobe. Her arms were wrapped around my neck as she lay pressed beneath me on my bed.

  My hands snuck under her dress, carressing her silky smooth thighs as I started to remove the fabric. "Ahh~!" A breathy moan again escaped her lips as-

  I shook me head, squeezing my eyes shut as I tried to rid of the dirty thoughts. "S-sure." I managed, and she hummed in delight.

  Quietly, I lead her back upstairs as she groggily followed. Man, Lovino's going to be pissed if he finds out she slept in that same bed as me. I looked down at her, taking in her appearence. Her auburn hair was braided neatly over her shoulder as her curl stuck out, also seemed fatigued as it drooped. Instead of wearing the pajama's Elizaveta got her the other day, she wore one of my black shirts. This almost instantly made my groin ache. I cursed under my breath, the girl beside me too tired to hear. I shut the door behind us, and she curled up on my bed, huddling under the covers.

  With my thighs pressed tightly together to get rid of my problem, I laid beside the smaller nation. Although, she made my problem triple. Feli wrapped her arms around my neck and nuzzled her face in my chest as she curled up against me. I bit down on my lip, hard, desperatly trying not to groan or moan. Feli, however, was making that extremely difficult.

  Damn, this is going to be a long night.

~-Morning-~

  Thankfully, I woke before Italy did. In fact, before anyone did. I took about a while two hours to fall asleep after laying down due to aching boner and moaning on the other side of the wall from Romano and Spain. I knew they were really close, but I didn't think they were that intamite. Now I do. Then I realized something while laying in my thoughts after the moans and cries died down from next-door, Hungary and Austria are still married. Oh shit.

  Carefully, I slid out of Feli's tempting embrace, and escaped into a very cold shower. After I took care of my issue, I pulled on my boxers, a pair of sweat pants and a white shirt. I rubbed a towel roughly over my hair to dry most of it, then decided to let my hair air dry. I let my golden locks fall over my eyes as I started on making breakfast. I set the table, then started cooking susages and eggs at the same time. It was difficult, but I managed. Soon, about mid-way through cooking, petite arms wrapped around my torso. I struggled to ignore it.

  "Ve~, Doitsuuu..." Italy drawled out in a sleepy voice as she nuzzled her nose in my back. "It-a smells so good." Se took in another deep breath. "So do-a you~!" She cooed in a dreary voice, causing my face to burn.

  Once I finished cooking, I turned off the burners, and moved the pans back. I twisted myself in her arms and wrapped my own around her shoulders. "Danke, Feli. Guten Mögen." She giggled, and looked up at me, her eyes half-lidded with drowsiness.

  The girl raised her hand, keeping her other arm around me, and brushed away my bangs, the tips of her fingers grazing my skin, but my hair just fell back into place. "I-a like it when your-a hair is-a down." She whispered, then tilted her head with a sweet smile. I couldn't help but smile back. We staid like that for a bit until her eyes widened, and she lept back. "I-I-a need t-to use th-the restroom!" She squeaked before dashing off.

  I raised my brow at her odd behavior before I placed the pans on the table. Hunagry was the first down, still with a slight limp, and was shortly followed by a groggy Gilbert and gliding Gilbird. A Half-dressed Italian walked in, grumbling under his breath while a yawning Spaniard trudged in behind, his dark hair messier the usual. Romano was the one with a slight limp, showing who was bottoming.

  Before anyone had their first bite, a shrill scream filled the near-silence, and everyone raced upstairs. Hungary, surprisingly, was the first one to the door, and Italy flung herself out into the older woman's arms.

  "Vhat's wrong?" She whispered, gently stroking the younger girls back as she sobbed.

  The first time, Italy was so quiet, no one heard. Before Hungary could ask what she had said, Feli cried out, "I'm BLEEDING!!!" All the male's, includng mine, eyes widened, and we slowly started backing off, knowing exactly what the problem was.

  Lovely. She's on her period. All of us thought, except for Romano who was red and shaking in anger, muttering curses at England.