"Vhy did he do this? I thought I vas his friend? More than his friend. Every sign he gave me, pointed to us being together." Germany gulped down another beer slamming it on the bar table. The bar tender quickly filled the glass again. Germany had already gulped down five beers, with no sign of stopping soon. Russia actually felt scared of the German. "Maybe he had a change of heart Germany." Germany glared at the Russian. "Vith my own bruder? East has know I'm in love with Italy. Yet he kept flirting ignoring my feelings." Russia felt a pang in his heart when Germany said he was in love with Italy. Russia had been the Germans friend for some time now. He would never forget that fateful night.

Russia had been out drinking on a night quite like this. He had hoped to escape his sister. Germany had been out drinking also, his brother causing more problems at home. They had started talking being drunk, but just a little. They had quickly became good friends, and started hanging out since. "Russia danke. Your always here to hear my problems." Russia smiled softly at Germany. He always did have secret feelings for him. Germany stood up wobbling, and falling. "Whoa, Germany!" Russia was quickly grabbed hold of Germany. "I-I'm fine Russia." Germany staggered again, and Russia helped him get into a cab. Germany fell asleep on the ride back. Russia blushed when Germany's head fell on his lap.

When they got to Germany's house Russia started carrying him bridal style. He had to wake him up to open the door. Germany leaned against Russia, and they ended up falling. Germany ended up landing on top of Russia. Russia turned right red and blushed more when Germany started kissing his neck. Germany's lips than traveled to Russia's. Russia wanted to push away, but the kiss was just to welcoming. Russia started kissing back loving the warmth of Germany against him. He could taste Germany, and his beer. Germany's hands started wandering up Russia's shirt. Russia let out a yelp when he felt Germany rub his nipple. Germany smirked, and took off Russia's shirt licking down his chest. Russia couldn't help but moan when Germany slipped his hands down his pants. "Hehe you like that Italia?"

Russia felt a sharp pain in his heart, and pushed Germany away. "What was I thinking your drunk Germany." Russia pushed Germany off him. He had to fight to keep Germany from trying to kiss him again. Russia decided to just knock Germany out and carry him to his bed. Russia then grabbed a blanket and decided to sleep on the sofa.