Okay, here's the result of not writing something for GermIta in forever and need cuteness. xD

It's SUPER short, but I like it. And I hope you will too.

Enjoy! =)

P.S. Reviews appreciated!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story nor do I own the series they come from.

All I Need Is You

"Ow!"

Germany looked up from the paper he was reading.

Did I just hear-?

"Owwie…"

Germany jumped up and ran towards the kitchen.

I knew it! That was Italia! He's hurt. He's in the kitchen. No telling what he-!

"Italia!"

He reached the doorway to the kitchen and saw Italy, holding his finger, tears in his eyes. A red liquid protruded from a slit in his skin.

"Doitsu, doitsu," he cried. "I-I was trying to make you p-pasta....but I c-cut myself while slicing the tomatoes..."

Germany didn't know what to do first: thank him for cooking for him, console him, or treat his wound. He wanted to do what he thought had the most priority. He decided that the injury came first.

"H-hold on, Italia! I'll go get the first aid kit!"

"Ah! Wait-"

Before Italy could finish his sentence, Germany raced outof the kitchen at top speed. He rummaged through drawers in the bathroom, shelves in the living room, and under the seats in every room. He lifted pillows and furniture, frantically searching for the kit.

"Uh-umm...Doitsu-"

"Don't worry! I'll find it!"

Germany continued to search, this time lifting sofas in the air.

"Doitsu!"

"I said don't worry-"

"Could you come here?" Italy pleaded. "I need you..."

Germany stopped tearing his house apart, holding a sofa in mid air. He set it down and ran back to the kitchen.

"What do you need?" he asked urgently.

"Like I said, you!"

Germany stood there, confused.

"I don't understand."

Italy held out his finger to Germany. He looked at it.

"Kiss it and make it better..." said Italy.

Germany blushed a deep red.

"Wh-wha-?"

"If you kiss it, it'll get better."

Germany continued to look at the finger.

How is that logical?

He looked up at Italy's face. His eyes were still watery from the tears and his cheeks were flushed.

Oh well. If it's what he wants...

He took Italy's hand in his own and lightly placed his lips on the cut skin. He let his lips linger there for a few seconds, then lifted them back up.

"There. All better?" he asked.

To Germany's surprise, Italy shook his head 'no.'

"Pe~ I think I hurt my head, too...." he whined.

Germany gave his lover a puzzled look.

How is it possible to-? Nevermind. It's Italy after all.

In order to close the gap, Germany placed his arms around Italy and pulled him closer. He placed his lips, just as gently as before, on his forehead. He pulled away and looked down at his lover.

"Now?" he asked.

"Ve~ Nope."

Germany sighed. He felt like Italy wasn't being serious, like he was playing a game with him. And then he realized...it was a game. A smile stretched across his face as his mind processed this information.

Well, if that's how you want it...

He leaned down and pressed his lips against the smaller man's forehead again. It was quick, but he soon moved on to another spot on his forehead. He continued this pattern, swiftly covering it with light, fluffy kisses.

Italy giggled. He'd finally gotten what he'd wanted: affection. He wanted Germany to show how he felt, even if it was just a little bit.

Germany concluded his downpour of kisses with a peck on Italy's blushing cheek.

"Now is it better?"

Italy smiled his signature smile and nodded.

"Nn!" He rested his head against Germany's chest. "All I need is you."

Germany pulled Italy even closer, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist.

"Ah. Me too."

Okay, this is phail. XD

This was written in a hurry just because I wanted to do something cutesy. I couldn't help it!

Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed it and review also. =)