Germany sighed in bordom he was at his desk reading a paper he had to read for work, accually there were several papers. Italy was gone to his brothers house, and Japan also had work to do.

Germany sighed as he looked at the stack of papers he had to read and file and then at the papers he just had to read…..he really hated doing this type of thing.

It was nearly sunset when the phone in Germany's office began to ring, making Germany jump slightly. He glared at the phone as it rang once…twice…three times. Germany sighed as he picked up the phone and before he could even say hello, italy was on the other line screaming and crying.

"Doistu, Doistu! Com get me England and America are picking on me I called you as soon as I could get to a phone!"

Germany could here England in the backround saying, "oh shit he has a phone America!"

"Ah! Doistu, hurry Doistuuuu!"

The other line hung up…Germany put the phon down, and looked at all the paper work he had to do then at the picture of him and Italy on his desk. He sighed as he stould up grabed his coat and walked out.

XX

Italy was shivering sitting on his knees on the beache near his brother's house. England and America were poking him with a stick.

"Dude I think we broke him." America said, poking his head with a stick. "No if we broke him then why is he still whining and shivering? If we broke him he would be crying, and hes not."

Italy sat there on his knees, his head hung over them he was thinking Germany wasn't going to show up. He hadn't even given Germany a location, and he always yells at Italy for not knowing longitude and latitude. Italy's eyes began to swell.

XX

Germany had walked to Spain's house in search of the little Italian. Romano answered the door half naked.

"Gah potato head what the hell are you doing here?" Germany glared at Romano, " wheres Italy he called me screaming about America and England bullying him."

Romano sighed, "spain, wheres Italy?" spain was sitting on the coutch naked awaiting for Romano to return to him. " He said he was going to the beach, why?" Romano closed the door in Germanys face, as Germany turnd to go to the beach

By the time Germany got there America and England had made Italy do multipul things to humiliate the young Italian. Germany ran up to America and England and grabbed both of their shirts so they wouldn't run away.

Italy looked at Germany and smiled. "Doistuuuu~" he ran up to him and hugged his waist, " Doistu, Doistu, thank god you came!"

"Gah why are you wet, don't hug me while your wet!" Italy looked at Germany sadly, but Germany was occupied with the two squermy men. " But Doistu its not my fault im wet they made me jump off a cliff into a body of water, they also gave me a wegy poked me with sticks and make me eat sand."

Germany growld as the two scared men gulped. "You damn idiot I told you this was a bad idea!" England yelld. "Ah me this is all your fault hes wet that was your idea!" Germany walked into the water where and set them down on there butts. "Now you two stay like that until Italy is done playing!"

Italy looked up at Germany. "Oh, will Doistu play with me?" Germany looked down at Italy. Italy had hopping eyes that Germany would say yes.

Germany sighed, "okay, but only for a little while I have work to do ya know." Italy nodded and grabed Germany's hand. Germany flushed lightly looked back a England and America who where yelling at eachother about who's fault it was.

XX

Italy was so happy he got to play at the beach, that's why he was origanally going to do, but he had no ideao Germany would be involded in the playing that made Italy twice as happy.

They played until night fall, wich wasn't very long at all, but they made a great sand castel.

Germany looked back at where England and America sat, they appered to have snuck away while they were making a sand castle for Italy.

"The high tide Is coming in Italy lets go so we don't get wet," Germany said more relaxed then usual.

Italy nodded and grabbed Germanys hand. They walked off the beach together hand in hand