Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot"DOITSU, DOITSU!! GERMANY, GERMANY!!!"Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I groaned. For Gott's sake, it was 5 A.M. What now?
"What is it?" I said to the little head that was peeping into my bedroom. "And didn't I say to call me 'Vatti?'"
The door opened wider, flooding the night with light from the hall. "I know," said the tiny voice, "but Mommy calls you that "
I sighed. 'Mommy' was lying next to me, passed out like he normally was. Charging tanks cannot wake him up when he's tiredbelieve me, I know from experience. Since he was unlikely to wake up, I was left dealing with our child on my own.
I heard whimpering coming from the door. "Come here, now," I said softening. "What is it?"
"Well " the little voice squeaked, "I had a nightmare "
The child whimpered, and then buried her head into my chest.
"I DREAMED THAT THERE WAS NO MORE PASTA OR WURST LEFT!!!!"
I tried to stifle a snort. This was the nightmare?
"That would be bad," I said awkwardly.
She looked up at me expectantly. What?
Tomorrow: SpamanoNOTE: For all you fluff fans out there, there is an alternative fluff ending part 2 (link is in the description). However, this works as a oneshot as well, in my opinion...Tomorrow: Spamano2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today is going to be the day. I will definitely tell him today, for sure. No more excuses. No more putting it off.
This was Lovino Vargas's resolution as he grabbed his backpack, and walked out of his house to school.
Lovino was in love with that bastardo, that Antonio. He loved his beautiful, tan face, his twinkling green eyes, and his luscious chocolate hair. Hell, he loved everything about Antonio.
He could never fathom if Antonio liked him back or not. Sometimes, he and Antonio would stay up late into the night, talking about something or the other through the use of instant messaging. At other times, Antonio seemed to find Lovino negligible, a shadow in the dark.
Lovino hated to show weakness, but he could never stand it whenever Antonio ignored him. Part of his
Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE OneshotFrom the moment he opened that tomato box, I knew.Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE Oneshot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Holy Rome had come back for me.
At first, I had thought that I was hallucinating againHoly Rome was dead, or at least that's what they had told Mr. Roderich and Miss Elizaveta.
But no, it was my Holy Rome. Even after all these years, I recognized him.
The only drawback was that Holy Rome had forgotten me.
Holy Rome went by a different name now'Ludwig.' His sky blue eyes, once childishly round, had sparkled with affection every time he looked at me. Now, they were a colder shade of blue, and looked at me with unfamiliarity. Holy Rome had used to blush a light shade of pink whenever he saw me, but that too had been lost.
Holy Rome's hair had darkened slightly, but it was still styled similarly the day that I had last seen him. I could still remember with precise accuracy the details of that day The words we had exchanged I've loved you since the 900s The brush that I had given him
GerIta: Try AgainHoly Rome wasn't coming back.GerIta: Try Again2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I coughed back a gasp at the sudden thought. But it it was true, wasn't it? He'd been gone for so long. Hundreds and hundreds of years, I'd waited for him to come back to me. If he was still out there somewhere, it wouldn't have taken him that long to find me. Right?
I had to move on.
The idea terrified me. My entire life I'd spent just yearning for him; that was how I lived. Eat breakfast. Holy Rome. Go to work. Holy Rome. Crawl into bed alone, every single night Holy Rome. I didn't know how to live any other way. Was it even possible? I struggled to remember a time when he hadn't grazed my every thought.
God. Holy Rome not coming home? The thought had never even occurred to me. I looked back now on all that time I'd wasted on that beautiful boy. I'd closed myself off, hadn't I? I saw that now. I must have hurt so many people. My brother came to mind He deserved someone better than I had been, didn't he?
I deserved better, too. I couldn't l
Copper Curl Part VIISleep was impossible. Each toss and turn and shift in position made discomfort increase. Germany's eyes stung whenever he opened or closed them. His breathing was heavy and his heart pounded in his ears. And the short periods where he would doze off, he was plagued with disconnected images and memories of a little girl with a copper curl, of a broken promise, of a kiss of ItalyCopper Curl Part VII2 years ago in Romance More Like This
And now he knew. They weren't someone else's memories being passed down to him. They were his. All this time, Germany has been recovering from major long term amnesia. His name wasn't even Germany for Christ's sake. He was really he was
He was the Holy Roman Empire.
He always had been. And World War I was not the first time he had been introduced to Italy.
The thoughts played over and over again in his head. He couldn't handle this. Germany thought that if he had figured out what the hell was going on, he would be at peace and things would go back to normal. But no. He wasn't expecting this
Confusion 6 - A GerIta Story "We're the three best friends that anyone can have," I screamed at the top of my lungs, scrubbing my skin raw with Germany's loofah and my strawberry body wash, "We're the three best friends that anyone can haaaaave!"Confusion 6 - A GerIta Story2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I giggled madly as I put the loofah back on its hook and spun around to wash the soap off. The shower had been great, although I had probably used too much hot water in the forty minutes I had been in there. I didn't care too much, it was Japan's resource anyway, not mine.
I turned the shower off, reaching just outside the curtain to grab my towel. I patted dry most of my body before wrapping it around my waist.
Gone Too Soon - RussiaxChinaRussiaxChinaGone Too Soon - RussiaxChina2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
hey there now
where'd you go
you left me here so unexpected
you changed my life
i hope you know
cause now I'm lost
I woke up one morning, expecting Yao to be in my arms, but they were empty. It felt strange to not be holding him but I thought maybe he had gone to the bathroom, so I waited a few minutes for him to return to bed, but he didn't. I slowly got up and went downstairs. "China bear? Are you here?" I called into the silent house. I waited a minute for a response but I didn't get one. Now I was beginning to worry a bit as I went to search my whole house.
After about two hours of fruitless searching, I went into the living room and sat down in front of the door and stared at it. "Where did you go Yao? Why did you leave me here alone? You told me you would never leave me...." I whispered to the door. I, the strong personification of Russia, was now reduced to feeling like a small child. I felt lost, hurt and scared, with no one to turn to for comfort an
GerIta - Love ChronicleLove ChronicleGerIta - Love Chronicle2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I look out the window into the rain and sigh. Germany walks into the house, drying his hair off with a towel. He walks over to me and kisses me on the cheek. It used to seem so thrilling and wonderful. I guess I always knew that our relationship would become like this. I wonder when it was that I forgot how to love.
I remember how it was before. It was a beautiful and blissful time.
"Germany, Germany!" I had called out.
"Gottverdammt, Italy. What is it now?" he had replied, pretending to be frustrated, but that half smile gave it all away.
"Ve~ I can't tie my boots," I said, pouting.
Germany knelt down in front of me and tied my boots, and looked up, bright blue orbs against my hazel eyes. I would blush, pink spreading across my face. Germany would stand up and pull me in, kissing me with his surprisingly soft lips. We would spend what felt like an eternity together, just being in love. At dawn, the light would capture the scene so perfectly, and I would fall in love wit
What Happened to Fratelllo?Title: What Happened to Fratello?What Happened to Fratelllo?2 years ago in Drama More Like This
October 4, 2011 9:45 EST.
An Italian skipped around the United Nations building. He was wearing a grey Italian (of course) suit. He smiled to the secretary. "Hello Elizabeth," He greeted her. "Having a good morning ve~?"
She gave him a sad smile and nodded him along. 'That's strange,' The child-like man thought. 'Normally she gives me a sarcastic answer.'
He opened the doors to the meeting room. The meeting hadn't started yet, which he was thankful for. Hushed whispers filled the air. Germany was the first one to acknowledged him.
"Italy hello," He said. "Have you heard about..." His voice trailed off. He didn't know how to tell him. Italy was like a toddler. Wide-eyed and innocent, but easy to upset. He didn't know how to put it in the lightest terms at all.
Italy cocked his head to the side. "Heard what? That there's a pasta backing contest? Silly Germany! I already know that! Me and Romano entered in it."
Hetalia: AntonioxLovinoWhen I looked into the ocean, I wanted to lie there in it, and drown.Hetalia: AntonioxLovino2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maybe if I did that, if I did that I could, escape being left alone like this, escape the crushing feeling on my chest, if I could gain the courage to drown like that... then perhaps... I would be the fool for once.
"So I guess, this is goodbye Lovi..."
The pair of them stood there, looking away from one another in a way of insecurity. Fear of the unforeseen future caused them both to be on edge at this instant in time.
Romano couldn't bring himself to say exactly what he wanted to, to the person that had taken the Italian under his wing from the very beginning, despite his attitudes and sloppy work habits. Spain on the other hand, was surprised that Romano had said anything at all, even if what he had let slip, was just one non-meaningful word.
"just... take care of yourself idiot.."
Now Spain was astounded, was Romano truly worried about him? Though he begged for the rain that was currently slow
Star gazingStar gazingStar gazing2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ve~" Italy smiles and snuggles up against Germany on the red and white checkered picnic blanket they were laying on. "It's so pretty out here!" He said, turning his head so he was looking up at the starry night sky.
"Ja." Germany half smiled.
"Germany! Let's look at the stars and see if we can find those star pictures!"
"Do you mean constellations?"
"Yeah!" Italy smiles and rolls over onto his back.
"Oooh that one looks like spaghetti! and so do those! and those...and those...and those........Germany?"
"Is spaghetti a constellation?"
Germany chuckles. "Nein."
"Ooh... okay!" Italy smiles and continues staring at the stars.
"That one is Orion."
"See those three stars in a row?" He points at them. "Well that's orion's belt."
"And see that over there..that's the big and little dipper."
"Ooooh. Germany is so smart~" Italy snuggles in closer to Germany and kisses him.
"Ti Amo Doitsu~"
"Ja. Ich liebe dich" Germany leans in for another k
i love a rainy nighti love a rainy night: GerItai love a rainy night2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The night was cold, and the fact it was raining didnt make it any better.
"Veneziano, what are you doing out here?" A think German accented man asked. The Italian whom he was talking to didnt seem to hear him. the man sighted, "Italy!"
"Oh! Deutsu! Im sorry!" Italy turned around quickly. He was drenched to the bone. "I guess i didn't hear you!"
"Why are you out here? Its freezing cold." Germany was holding a thick towel out to Italy. He couldnt help but be hipnotized by the Italian, the way the water shamlessly crawled over his pale, beautiful skin. Italy smiled and ran up to germany, taking the towel.
"I was just thinking of home." Italy looked down sadly. Germany patted his shouldr and they walked back into the war tent. It was the begining of world war ll. Neither one of the males wasnted to go to war, but their bosses had told them they had to.
"We will return home soon. i promise." This was all he could say. After a few minutes of silence, germany deci
Spain's Prisoner 10"Feeling any better?" Spain questioned softly. He was lying beside the smaller Italian on their bed, his tan hand slowly stroking the boy's auburn hair while his immobile one stayed lazily by his side.Spain's Prisoner 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's been over a week and I still can't walk because my legs were burnt almost off! Do you think I'm feeling better, idiot!" The Italian snapped emotionally, swiping the man's hand away with a harsh movement.
Though he was happy he did, Lovino couldn't wrap his head around the fact Antonio had rescued him like he did. Still, he was pissed off, alarmed and even more emotionally unstable as usual.
At night he found himself being jerked awake by nightmares of a certain English pirate and flames trying to devour him. Every time, his face was hot and his small body sticky from sweat but he knew the hot tears running down his face wasn't the perspiration. Thankfully, Lovino didn't think Spain noticed when he woke up like this, except for a first three nights where he was shaken awake by the d
Still the Same -GerIta-Summary: Germany finally comes home after the war. But he's a little... different than what Italy remembers.Still the Same -GerIta-2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Italy sighed as he bounced around the house, hair pulled back under a bandana as he dusted. He needed to work off his nervous energy, and cleaning had always calmed him down.
The war was over, the dust had settled, and he would finally see Ludwig again.
He'd gotten a letter, just this morning, saying that his boss was finally letting him visit. As soon as he'd worked his way through enough paperwork to justify visiting to himself, Ludwig would be on his way to Italy. He would be arriving sometime today or tomorrow, and Italy could barely contain himself.
It had been far too long since he'd been in Ludwig's arms. Letters just weren't the same after you'd had them right next to you for years.
Far too soon, the house was spotless, and Italy sprawled out on the couch at a loss for what to do next. It was too early to cook, but in his cleaning frenzy he'd m
Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-Summary: It's Ludwig's turn to host Christmas dinner, when he and Feliciano get caught under the mistletoe. What follows is a bit of a surprise to the other nations.Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Germany/N. Italy
Laughter filtered through the slightly open door, and Ludwig smiled a bit. He had been chosen as the host for this year's Christmas get together, and all their friends were gathered in his dining room as he and Feliciano bustled around the kitchen. A few others had tried to get in to help, but were quickly dissuaded by the reactions of the two countries. A wooden spoon and baster could be very effective weapons.
"Hey, West! Is the food done yet?"
Ludwig rolled his eyes and called back, "Almost! Just a few minutes more!"
Feliciano spun and handed him a platter with the appetizers. "Here, Ludwig. Bring these in while I put the finishing touches on the dinner."
He carefully balanced the platter as he pushed open the door. "Will you be fine with the "
"Ve, of course I'll be fine! I've
Hetalia: If We'd Never Met _GerIta_What if he didn't have me?Hetalia: If We'd Never Met _GerIta_2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a tough question, for many this question was tough, so it wasn't just the German standing outside a foyer, over-looking a vastly illuminated garden quite over-done with decorations of many sorts, flowers sprouting in orders unannounced to anyone in the world than the people who planted them, that was confused by this question. He wasn't sure how to answer it, he wasn't sure if he wanted it answered, but, recently, it had seemed that the seems keeping him sewed to the Italian man he had come to be fond of, were slowly ripping apart. It was like a small child's stuffed doll that was ripping apart, the child knew it was, but it decided to ignore it, for it loved that doll, it didn't want to see the doll taken from it. It loved.. that doll. He raised a callused hand and brushed it through his soft strands of hair, each of them being pasted into place by the gel he used the previous morning, the gel that was slowly wearing off
SS - Merry Christmas, GitIt was Christmas morning in England and England himself was already up and about. He had a cup of tea in a rather festive tea cup and was sitting in his favourite armchair, enjoying some classical Christmas music. He had already given and received cards from all the people running his government and as per custom was given the day off. He didn't really have any presents to give anyone and nor did he really expect any from anyone else.SS - Merry Christmas, Git2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well... He did buy a present for one person, but he just didn't have the courage to give it. He sighed and continued sipping his tea when unexpectedly, someone knocked on his door. Wondering who it could be, England put down his tea and walked over to the front door. He opened it and was surprised at who he saw.
"Hey, Iggy! I came to say Merry Christmas!" said America as he walked right past England into his house. He put down the bag he had been carrying and pulled off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack.
It took a minute for England to process all