Prologue

August Eighteenth, The day of Germany and Italy's wedding. The church in which they were getting married in was covered in flowers and roses of all colors, The priest was standing in front of the altar holding the marriage book in his hand's as Germany was standing next to him fixing his cuff's on his tux. The rows of people consist of the two's family members (And people they considered family like Hungary, Austria etc.) close friends and some other nation's who just felt the need to come.

While the people were getting settled Italy was in the back finishing up the finishing touches of his bridal gown. It was a simple but beautiful white dress that reached just to above his feet. When he finished and heard the tune from the piano (Played by none other than Austria of course.) he began to slowly walk down the aisle.

Hungary video taped the whole thing, even though her eye's held tear's of joy and she was fangirling to the extreme on the inside she kept the camera straight the entire time. Romano on the other hand was not happy about him marrying the 'Potato Bastard' but that didn't mean he couldn't be happy for his brother, His lip's formed a small smile as for he knew his little brother was growing up.

When Italy finally reached the altar where his soon-to-be husband stood he grasped hand's with him, smiling knowing that he would finally be able to marry the love of his life today, he was very anxious to be able to finally have ring's to prove they were lovers.

The piano playing stopped and the priest cleared his through and opened his big book, He looked first to Germany. "Do you Ludwig, take Feliciano, to love and to hold, through sick and health, good times and bad as you lovely wedded-..Wife-Husband until death do you part?"

"I do." He answered back.

The priest then looked over to Italy and spoke again. "And do you Feliciano, take Ludwig to love and to hold, through sick and health, good times and bad until death do you part?"

Italy nodded as for he was too happy to release word's at the moment. "I do." he said after he regained the power to speak again.

"So I say, with the power invested me, I now pronounce you Husband, and Wife-Husband! You may now kiss the bride."

It didn't take to long for Germany to do that, He leaned into him for a kiss which was clearly accepted by his Italian now Wife-Husband.

After the ceremony was over the guests and the married couple left the church. Italy, Germany, Prussia, Romano, Spain, Hungary and Austria sat inside a white limo and the driver drove them to the reception hall, for the reception party was going to be after the ceremony was done with. When they arrived they opened the door's to the limo and looked in amazement at the outside of the they party was being held. It was very elegant and nicely decorated, but most likely the palace where the party is going to be would be even more perfect. So the seven nations found their way to the door and looked on the inside decor, also very beautiful. They walked down a hall until they saw the reception hall which had they had visited the day before so they got to set up. It seemed even more awesome, As Prussia said at least seven time's since they got there yesterday.

If you were there you would first notice the ice sculpture of Germany and Italy surrounded by a big ice heart, in the middle of the room that caused the room to be a bit colder than it was, so it wouldn't melt. There was a bouquet of flowers set up on each table aswell as some little candies and treat's for later. Those were the first thing's that popped out first to you, the rest of the room was fully decorated but the author is to lazy to google and look up what wedding reception room's could look like.

When the guest's arrived they were all set to sit at a table and the food was brought out to eat. Mostly it was german and italian food (obviously..) but they also had some other multicultural food since all their guests had different liking's. After they ate, Germany and Italy had the first dance. The danced to 'Let's Boil Hot Water' it was a slow dance and Italy had to give the German pointer's so he would know how to do the dance but it ended well.

After the slow dance Prussia and Austria brought out glow stick's (There were ALOT so that's why they needed two people to carry them off to the dance floor.) and handed them out to everyone, they made sure that they gave out everything they needed, as for they, were about to join in on a Disco Pogo! Germany gave a signal to the DJ and he put on the song 'Disco Pogo' and that's exactly what happened.

The rest of the party went to nothing, of interest until a surprise visitor opened walked through the door. It was none other than the Roman Empire. As soon as Italy heard the new's that his grandpa was here he ran through the mob of people and gave his grandpa a hug. "Ve~, Nono your here! But how I thought that you were-" He began.

"Well my little Italy, sometimes they let me come back down to earth and visit. Your German over there can recall seeing me at least one time when you were asleep. But today since I heard that you were getting married, I came down early! Originally I was supposed to come down in a couple of months but I got allowed to visit today!" Rome explained.

Then at twelve-o-clock midnight, the party ended and Rome left once again, but vowed he would come back some day hopefully soon.

It has been about two weeks since the two were wedded, they were now somewhere in Germany for their honeymoon. They decided that since they had a wedding in Italy that they would have a honeymoon in Germany. The first day of the honeymoon wasn't well, it seemed that Italy caught a flu. Germany is now attempting to get him back into health.

"Feeling any better, Schätzchen?" Germany asked his little Italian who was laying in bed, he knew that the answer would most likely be no, but he knew Italy liked it when he asked him because, it he knew it ment that it showed him that he would be there through sickness and health. This was a perfect example for sickness, and Germany would not leave the poor man all alone when he was sick, he loved him too much.

Italy shook his head slightly, he was too tired to say just one word. But he was now hungry and decided that he wanted food, he lifted his head for the pillow (that still had the imprint his head made, for how long he was laying on it) and looked up to the other. "Im hungry, can you make me something to eat?"

The german smiled. "Of course. What do you want?"

"Can I have.." He thought for a moment. "Pasta with tomato sauce, and wurst on the side..Oh! Oh! Also can I have ice-cream? With tomato's on it?"

His smile turned into a face of confusion. Why would he want to eat something like that? He thought. "Are you sure you want to have that to eat? Usually you don't like wurst." all Italy did was smile and nod his head then Germany was off to the kitchen and began to cook the food, wondering why his petite italian would want something like that when he was already sick.

A little while later Germany returned with a two tray's in his hand's. One had the pasta Italy wanted and the other with the ice-cream with tomato's. He cleared an area and placed them on the bedside table. To his surprise his lover ate the food, each and every bite, he even licked up the crumbs. After that he wasn't sick for the rest of the day but the next day, he got even more sick and the food he was craving got even more strange.

After the honeymoon was over Germany decided that it would be a good idea to take Italy to the doctor's.

"Come on you have to go or you wont get any better, I guaranteed you that if you go you wont get sick anymore."

"B-but the doctor's are scary!" He whimpered.

"Come on, I'll go with you. Plus if we determine what's wrong you can get medication and get better quicker. It's most likely just a stomach flu, so please. Just come on, go for me?"

It took much effort and pep-talk to get the Italian to agree and walk out the door and into the car. Even then he was still figiting around, playing with his hair (not his curl), trying to talk the other out of going to the doctor, and pouting. When they finally arrived, Germany had to open the door to his car and carry him to the doctor's office. He signed Italy in with his human name and country name because that's what they did whenever they went to the country-doctor.

Germany grabbed his husbands hand and brought him to chair that was closest to the bathroom incase he got sick again at the doctor's office. A few minutes passed and Italy's name was called, he and Germany were token to a room in the back and questioned what was wrong with the Italian. After much talking the doctor decided that a blood test would be the only way to figure out what's going on. That frightens the young man (Well actually he's not that young according to history..) but he went along with it anyways.

As the needle entered his finger he hissed in pain, it may have looked dim and not very painful to others but to him it hurt. A lot. The doctor released his finger and gave him a lollipop to eat and a bandage to stop the bleeding, even though the cut was not very deep or bloody. The two waved good-bye as they left the doctor's office being told the result's would come in later within the week, that was a big relief to Germany. He would finally know what is wrong with his lover.

It passed about five days and there was a phone call. The one they have waited for. "Hallo?"

"Ah, Hello. Is this Ludwig?"

"Ja, So what's wrong with Feli?"

As he heard his name Italy hopped off the couch and leaned close to the phone trying to hear what was going on and also what is wrong with him.

"Well, It turns out that nothing is wrong with him." The woman began.

"Really? Then why has he been getting sick?"

"According to the tests,he's expecting, Congratulations you two!"

Germany was in complete shock while Italy was rather excited that he would soon be a mother, he always did like kids, So did Germany but, he never knew it was possible that men could conceive children. But now that he looks back at the symptoms he wonders how he didn't know at the very beginning. He clicked off the phone and received a hug from Italy. The two continued to embrace until they both thought of one little fact. Romano. What would he think of when he received the information that his little brother was pregnant? Hopefully he would just be happy for the two (Or at least pretend to be) and move on without any yelling like he alway's does. They knew Spain would be happy and try to get Romano to calm down, Hungary would be happy, Austria would be OK with it, and Prussia would run around the house screaming 'I'M GOING TO BE AN AWESOME ONKLE!' over and over and over.

Before Germany was allowed to say anything Italy was already dialing people up telling them the news. The prediction about Austria and Hungary were about right, You could tell by Prussia's voice in the basement that he heard the news, and he was now dialing the number to Spain and Romano's house. The Italian waited a little until Spain picked up the phone.

"Hola?~"

"Tonio guess what!"

"Si? What is it Feli?"

Italy heard footstep's in the background, knowing that it was most likely his brother Romano. He knew it was him when he heard him say something like 'Who are you talking to?'

"Ve~, Im going to have a bambino!"

Romano's ear was right by the phone when he said that and his eye's began to twitch, before he could even think of a response to that Spain dropped the phone and began to hug him and kiss his cheek's. "Lovi!~ Isn't that fantastico? Your hermano is going to have a bebe~. Hey Lovi, do you think we can try for on-"

"NO! Never" The rest of what he said was nearly impossible to hear due to Spain and his pleading, Italy knew it would be best to hang up so he didn't have to hear the arguing (even though it was mainly Romano and his fussing) so he did.

Italy put the phone back and went back to Germany and layed his head on the German's shoulder, slowly fluttering his eyes closed and fell asleep. Noticing this, his lover brought him into the bed and kissed his forehead before leaving the room and allowing him to take his midday siesta, while he finishes his paperwork.

This is the story that I said was the one that was a work in progress on my other story, I alway's liked GerIta and I read quite a few GerIta Mpreg's and thought to myself 'Why dont I make one so I could do whatever' SO! Here it is! ^_^ Oh and for the wedding thing in the beginning I just have been watching too much of the TLC channel and they have show's like 'Say Yes To The Dress' and 'Four Wedding's' and I sort of got inspired to make a wedding scene thing xD
Oh and i'm still going to update Broken but..Not as much as this..Maybe.. I dunno i'm still deciding. Hope you enjoyed!~

Oh and if you were wondering why I used human names when they were talking to eachother and country name's when it was just in the text's and stuff..It's just because I felt like it xD