North Italy sat on the counter in his blue, military uniform as he watched Germany check over his appearance for what felt like the millionth time.

Italy thought that Germany always looked really, really handsome, but he was curious as to where Ludwig Beilschimdt was going; he never worked this hard on his appearance when he was going to hang out with North Italy and Japan for the day.
"Luddy, you look good!" Feli chimed, and watched as his younger friend seemed to be embarrassed by the simple, honest compliment that the personification of North Italy had given him.

"Thank you, Italy." It bugged Feliciano that Ludwig never called him by his human name, and insisted on calling him by his country name; Ludwig never called Japan by his human name either.

North Italy always thought, though, that he and Germany had a very special relationship.

He watched Ludwig yet again check his appearance before he seemed alright with it, and had left the house.

Feliciano pouted, and wondered if some pretty girl had claimed Ludwig's attention finally; it broke Feli's heart to think that.

He shoved those kind of thoughts away, and tried to think of what his older brother would have done in such a situation; he wouldn't have let Luddy forget about him.

Lovino would have claimed his attention with ease, but Feli just didn't know how!

He dialed the German's number with his phone, but Luddy had turned his off like he always did when he went to whatever place that he put so much effort in to look his best.

Italy sighed, and dialed Spain's letter; Antonio had somehow managed to hold South Italy's attention which was just as hard if not harder to hold than Germany's was.

Spain sounded sad over the phone; Lovi had headed back to the house that he shared with Feli the previous night, and he had switched his cellphone off at some point in time.

Spain admitted that this happened sometimes, and that he did not have any advice for the younger Italy.

Germany stared at the man that stood in front of him, and tried to ignore the guilt from hurting the other man's younger brother; he knew that Lovino was feeling the same kind of guilt from hurting Spain the same way that Ludwig had hurt Feliciano.

Ludwig carefully grabbed Romano's hand to lead him in to the restaurant, and ignored the string of curses that fell from the smaller man's lips.

He moved them in to the restaurant, and quickly found a table for them rather than waiting to be seated at a crowded spot of the restaurant.

Ludwig found the isolated couple's booth, and pulled Lovino in to it.

Germany sat down at the other side of the booth, and tried not to stare too long in the amber eyes of his date.

The waiter came by to tell them that they couldn't just sit down wherever they wanted, but Lovino cut him off with some choice words that he shouted that seemed to relate to the saying that the customer is always right.

Gernany smiled, and leaned back against the booth that he was sitting at.

He had no idea why he was interested more in this fiery Italian than the cheerful one that he knew loved him that happened to spend most days at his house.

The waiter left, and promised to return with some wine.

Ludwig glanced back down at his menu to decide what he would eat that day which helped him forget his guilt, and the attraction that he felt for the elder Vargas Twin; he could almost forget where he was.

He was brought back to his senses when it was time to order, and he heard Lovino yelling at the waiter for taking too long.

Ludwig noticed how scared the waiter seemed to be when Lovino had started yellling obscenities at him.

"Lovino, calm down." Gernany scolded the Italian, and watched him quiet down.

Germany ordered his dinner, and watched Lovino do the same.

Dinner ended quickly, and they ended up at the Italian's home.

They were careful to not make a noise, so that no one would notice the two of them.

Ludwig wasn't too surprised that once they were in the house, he felt the Italian's lips fall on his.

They kissed all the way to Romano's bedroom.

Romano panted out, "Don't tell Feli."

"I won't. Don't let Spain catch us." Germany answered out; he tried to ignore the terrible reminder that they couldn't be together this way.

"That Tomato Bastard won't ever find out." Lovino promised; it filled Ludwig with hope that this 'affair' would last no matter how wrong it was.