*A/N I can't believe it! I actually finished a story! Hold your applause until after the chapter (lol just kidding). Anyway, I just want to thank everyone who's been here since the beginning, and those that are just joining now. Every comment and kudo really mean a lot. Please enjoy the last chapter of Fireworks and Champagne!*

January 1st, 1:00 a.m.

Despite the lateness of the hour, the Holiday Inn was still bustling with people running in from night flights or running out to catch an early morning plane. A blonde woman sat slumped at the reception desk, looking like she was about to fall asleep. A tinkling chime sounded throughout the room, signaling the arrival of yet another guest, and the young woman groaned, lifting her head up and brushing the hair out of her eyes.

"Oh god, not another one." She said to herself. The hotel was just too busy these days, but that's what you get when you're stationed next to an airport. The blonde-haired woman wiped at her eyes and the world slowly came back into focus. Two young men had just entered the building. The brunet's lilting voice filled the hall as he smiled at the other. As they turned the corner, she could see how their fingers intertwined gently, like they were afraid of hurting the other, and she could have sworn the blond man was blushing slightly as they disappeared into the hall. She smiled slyly to herself. There was no doubt about it. You could see that one coming from a mile away.

.oOo.

"Hey Luddy?" Italy asked with a smile on his face. Germany turned around to face the whimsical Italian sitting next to him on the sofa, whose hand was still clasped in his.

"What is it Feli?" He said, watching as Italy's grin grew. His own lips threatened to curve into a smile, and he let them. Nothing could put a damper on his mood tonight.

"Did you have a good time?" Italy mumbled, rubbing his face into Germany's side. Germany ran his hands through his lover's silky hair, eliciting a hum of pleasure from the brunet.

"Of course I did. T-There's nowhere I'd rather be." He faltered on the last bit, still unable to comprehend that his feelings weren't unrequited. Italy only smiled, his honey golden eyes shimmering in the moonlight streaming through the uncovered window.

"Me neither." Italy replied, squeezing Germany's hand and interlocking their fingers. He sighed in content, leaning his head against Germany's shoulder once again and closing his eyes. The way his auburn locks draped over his slender face gave him an almost angelic appeal. Germany gave a soft smile, wrapping an arm around his lover's smaller frame. He let himself drift into sleep along with his partner, their calm faces illuminated by the pale moonlight spilling through the glass. An air of contentment washed over the room.

For the first time in centuries, they were united; together; as one.

*A/N It's finished! I literally cannot believe it! I'm so sorry for the wait by the way, I had trouble figuring out how to end this, but I like the way it came out. Sorry if you were hoping for some more USUK, I just couldn't bring myself to ruin the moment I set up in "their" chapter. Anyway, thank you so much for sticking with me throughout this huge process. I hope you enjoyed it! Ciao!

-ImmortalSpuffy202*