His Favorite Christmas

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HETALIA... 'nuff said.

Pairing: Germany x Italy

Rating: T to be safe!

:P This was based on an amaaazingly pretty fanart picture called BEFORE CHRISTMAS by Kantree on dA. Please go and see it! :D

Let the story begin!

This had been the strangest week of his life. Not only was Germany acting terribly strange around him...

But he had been late to every Axis meeting.

Germany was late.

Italy scratched his head as he stirred in his chair uncomfortably. What in the world is going on...? He thought to himself as the door busted open with a loud bang.

"S-Sorry for being late!" huffed a red-faced, frost-bitten Germany. He was wearing a dark blue jacket and tan scarf that flipped around as he rushed to the front of the room, gloved hands trying to keep a hold of the paperwork in some folder. Italy never really payed attention in these meetings, so he had no idea what the papers were for.

"Germany-san...?" Japan squeaked, obviously perplexed as well, "Are you ill?"

"No, I'm fine," Germany responded a little two quickly for both Japan and Italy's liking. Was he broken if not sick, then?

"Ve~ Are you sure? You're face is red and you've been late every day," Italy added, hoping that his comrade would realize that something had been wrong.

Before giving a response, the two caught eyes for a moment. In Germany's blue orbs flashed a plethora of emotions Italy had never seen in his eyes before: worry, fear, anxiety, and something else that Italy couldn't name to save his life. It was strange.

"N-No! I am perfectly fine!" Germany raised his voice and his face flushed a red deeper than any case of frost-bite could make it. It was something else.

Italy opened his mouth to speak against it, but then froze. All he would do was just retaliate even further, so why bother? He closed his mouth and let his mind lightly drift into wherever it went during meetings.

~()~

He jumped at the sound of Germany smacking a book shut. "This meeting is adjourned." He muttered, twitching slightly as he grabbed his papers. "Japan, I need to talk to you."

"Ooh~ Can I-?" Italy began to ask

"ALONE." Germany added, grabbing the sleeve and tugging the short nation by the sleeve out of the room. Italy frowned. I wonder what he's doing... Tomorrow night was Christmas Eve and Germany seemed to be overworking himself again. Maybe Germany had been setting up for a party? Italy considered the thought for a minute but then discarded it. He'd been to Germany's house almost every night and not once had he seen him prepping for any festivities.

With nothing else to do, the Italian took advantage of the moment to squeeze in a tiny nap.

~()~

"So I've come to this conclusion..." He began, keeping his voice low. Italy would probably be eavesdropping on this conversation. Or sleeping. He hoped for the latter of the two.

"That...?"

"I think I'm in love with Italy." Germany whispered hesitantly. The two of them had been sleeping in the same bed for years. Italy had always begged for hugs and kisses. The few times Germany had agreed, he felt that he had wanted more. Like a strange addiction. As a soldier, he had to hold back the temptation, knowing not if it was just something Italians do or more than that.

"A-Ano... Germany-san, Italy-kun told me about Valentine's Day. Did you get this out of a book again?" Japan asked.

"...No. Not this time. Valentine's Day was... I don't know..." He responded, putting a hand to his face. He knew that he had scared the crap out of the nation by suddenly coming on to him like that. But for some reason, he felt this was more... real. Genuine.

"I want to do something for him."

"Are you positive about your feelings this time?" Japan asked.

"...Y-Yes..." He answered not so confidently. Why did love have to be so awkward?

Suddenly, he saw a spark in Japan's brown, emotionless eyes. It was a spark of passion. Japan smirked.

What the hell-?

"FINALLY!" He whispered loudly.

Shit, he's in his crazy Otaku mode...! Germany grimaced as the Japanese man exploded into a fiery rage of fandom. This wasn't going to end well for him.

"I know just what to do! Failure will never be accepted!" Japan roared eyes set ablaze by the newfound task.

~()~

When Germany boomed his voice for Italy to come with him and Japan, Italy jumped. How long had he been asleep?

"Ve~Japaaaan~! What did you guys talk about?" Italy asked earnestly, hoping to find an answer. The only reply he received was a glance of joyful intensity.

I hope getting broken isn't contagious... Italy shuddered, following the two nations out of the meeting room.

~()~

AND DONE~ FOR NOW~ So Germany's broken and Japan is insane. What has this world come to? Review please! :D