"Italy, he probably won't know anything. I didn't know him when I was little, at least I don't think I did," Germany reasoned.

"What if he does? At least ask him," Italy argued.

"Fine, but I don't want you getting upset if he doesn't know anything," Germany said.

"Japan! Japan, are you there?" Italy said, knocking on the door of Japan's house.

"Ita-san, what are you doing here?" Japan asked answering the door.

"We came to ask you something. Ludwig can't remember his childhood, so we figured we'd ask you if you knew anything about it," Italy said.

"Come in," Japan invited, walking into the house as the two younger nations followed him.

"Do you know anything about Germany's childhood?" Italy asked.

"Germany-san was badly injured in war. That's how he lost his memory. Before then, he was known by a different name." he replied.

"What name?" Italy asked, about to burst with excitement.

"Holy Roman Empire." As he said that Italy's eyes lit up and Germany's mouth fell open.

"Are you sure?" Germany asked, once he could speak again.

"Yes, very sure. Excuse me for asking, but why do you seem so surprised?" Japan asked.

"I loved him," Italy replied.

"Uhhhh, I think we should leave now," Germany said to break the awkward tension.

"Ok! Bye, Kiku!" Italy called as he left with Germany.

"Bye Ita-san," Japan called after him.

It took them a while to get back, considering Japan's house was so far from Germany's. When they got home, it was already dark.

"Ludwig, can I sleep with you tonight?" Italy asked.

"Of course you can," Germany replied, sounding sincere.

"Yay! I'll go brush my teeth," Italy said running to the bathroom. When he got back Germany was already in bed.

"Hey, Ludwig, are you asleep?" Italy said climbing into bed.

"Not anymore," Germany replied.

"Sorry," Italy apologized.

"No, it's ok."

"Ludwig, can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"When you were Holy Roman Empire, you told me you loved me. Is that still true?"

"… that was a long time ago. I lost all memory of my life back then."

"Oh," Italy said sadly.

Germany then moved closer to the smaller nation.

"Of course I love you. I loved you then, and I love you now. I always will love you no matter what," he whispered.

"I love you too, Ludwig!" Italy exclaimed, throwing his arms around Germany. Germany was surprised at the sudden gesture, but did not struggle. Instead he kissed Italy's lips and brought him closer. Italy returned the kiss and started tracing the muscles under Germany's shirt. Germany pulled it off and started tugging at Italy's shirt. He didn't protest. They continued kissing, closer and more passionate, while Germany's hand slowly moved south. Italy realized this but didn't care. Germany couldn't wait any longer. He put his hand down Italy's boxers. Italy gasped.

"L-Ludwig!"

"It's ok, Feli," Ludwig said grabbing his lover.

"Ludwig, that- actually doesn't feel that bad." Germany continued moving his hand faster and faster until Italy could have screamed. Then when he was done he removed his own boxers and inserted himself in Italy's opening.

After the excitement was over, Italy lay cuddled in Germany's arms, and all was right with the world.

"I love you," Ludwig said, embracing the smaller nation.

"I love you too," Feli said, as the two nations fell asleep.