"Hello, miss Vietnam. Are you ready?" Italy asked the other with a smile.

Vietnam looked at the male nation. "Yes, I am ready."

"Good, then let's go!"

Italy grabbed Vietnam's wrist, which surprised her. "W-wait, hold on! Where are you taking me?" she asked him. Italy turned his head to her and smiled. "We could go anywhere in the town if you want to." he told her. "That could be fine." Vietnam replied softly. She wondered what the other country have in his mind. She doesn't know him well, so she had to be cautious. He seemed like a nice guy but it had been said that looks can be deceiving.

She can't be too careful.

The evening have been going fine and peaceful. The two countries would occasionally talk to each other, though there wasn't much conversations between them due to the female nation's quiet nature. It wasn't because Vietnam didn't want to talk with him, it's just that...she isn't good at being open towards others.

"Is there something you want to talk about?" Italy asked the other after a while.

Vietnam turned her head to look at the other. She gave the question a thought. What could they talk about? After thinking for a little bit, she came up with a subject. "I know it sound a little silly but...what is your favorite flower?" she asked the male nation.

Italy smiled at her. "I like many flowers. They are so pretty with their bright and pretty colors. But I think that if I have to choose one, that would be the white lily."

The Asian country returned a small smile. "My favorite flower happens to be the lotus flower. As you would put it, they are pretty." she told him.

"I think I've once seen pictures of them. They are certainly pretty."

The Asian country blushed softly but still smiled a little bit. "Thank you."

It didn't take long before they started to talk about several flowers and what kind they have in their own country. Vietnam must admit that she was having a good time with the happy Italian. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to hang out with him.

They kept walking until they reached a park. Everything was calm and there wasn't much people around. Italy smiled to himself. He enjoyed the time he spent with Vietnam, and she's nice when you get to know her. He hoped that the other felt the same way.

"Italy, may I ask you something?"

"Sure. What do you want to know?"

Vietnam looked at the male nation. While she had a good time with him, she couldn't help but keep wondering why he would suddenly take interest in her. "Is there any reason for why you asked me to spend the day with you earlier?" she asked him.

He smiled at her. "That is because I wanted to know you better. You seem like an interesting woman, but we don't know each other so well, so I thought this could be a good opportunity." he explained. Vietnam was surprised with the answer.

"I'm not that special, I'm just a nation just like you."

"You are special in your own way." Italy said to her, still smiling at her. He held both her hands, much to the surprise of the female nation. "And you are certainly pretty too."

Vietnam blushed by the compliment. She pulled her hands away from his. She doesn't understand why this guy insists on giving her compliments when she doesn't deserve it. "I don't know why you think such silly thoughts, I don't deserve your kindness." she said. "Being a nation aside, I'm not really that different from any other women. I'm not pretty."

There was a silence between them. The smile on Italy's face is gone and they just stared at each other, until one of them said something.

"No, you're not." Italy said. Vietnam stared at him. That must be the first time someone agreed with her on this. Then he smiled at her. "You're beautiful."

The statement made the Vietnamese blush harder. She looked puzzled at him. "Do...do you really mean that?" she questioned him. She had received compliments by the others before but...only a few of them would actually call her beautiful.

She shook her head in embarrassment. "N-no. That is very untrue. I'm not beautiful, I'm not even pretty."

"You are to me."

She stared at him in disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. But...he seemed so happy when he says those things. Maybe...just maybe...she could accept them, just for tonight.

"Thank you...I suppose."

"Ve~" Italy suddenly embraced Vietnam. She got surprised by the hug. Man, he can surely confuse her sometimes. "Italy..." she began slowly, Italy still embracing her.

"Yes, miss Vietnam?"

"Do you remember earlier when Taiwan whispers something to me?"

Italy nodded. "Well...she was asking if you were asking me out for a date." Vietnam told him, blushing lightly. Italy loosened slowly his arms around her and looked at her, a curious look on his face.

"Oh, I see. But if I did ask you out for a date, would you say 'yes'?"

"Maybe someday when we get to know each other better."

"Okay." the Italian smiled at her. Vietnam noticed that he is often smiling. It clearly showed his happy personality.

"It seems to it's getting late. Do you think we should head back to the hotel?" Vietnam asked him. Usually when they have world meetings, they would sometimes spend some days in a hotel. Italy nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that would be a good idea." he said, then the two nations started to walk back home.

"Did you enjoy your evening, miss Vietnam?" Italy asked when he and Vietnam reached the hotel.

"Yes, I have." Vietnam told him, giving him a small smile. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I'm just glad that we could get to hang out today."

There was silence between them once again, but it wasn't the awkward kind; it was more like the comfortable kind where the words aren't necessary. They kept walking until they stood in front of the door to Vietnam's hotel room. "I suppose this is it." the female Asian said and turned to the other. The European nation thought of something. "Oh wait. Before you go in, let me give you a little gift first." he said to her. The Asian nation raised an eyebrow in curiosity. What gift could he possibly give her?

The European nation cupped her face and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, making the other blush uncontrollable. "I-Italy!" she exclaimed shyly. Italy was just smiling at her. "I have to go now. Goodnight, miss Vietnam." he said to her, before he left and walked to his own hotel room.

Vietnam stood on the spot, confused with what just happened. But she do admit that while Italy embarrassed her a few times, she still had fun with him. She wouldn't mind to hang out with him again.

The next day, it was time for the nations to go home to their own countries. Everyone was packing their own stuff; Vietnam was no exception. She was prepared to leave. She opened the door, then her foot felt something. She looked down to see she have stepped on a piece of paper. It was a note.

She got curious and picked the note up. It read: I have a surprise for you in the meeting room.

The message made her curiosity grew and decided to do as the note says. She walked to the meeting room. She opened the large doors and looked around in the spacious room until her golden eyes came across something. There was laying something on the table.

She walked to see there was another note with a lotus flower and a white lily, laying beside each other, on top of the note. She have an idea of who sent the notes. She moved carefully the flowers away from the note. She picked up the note and started to read it.

She blushed softly by the message that was written on the paper.

You may be shy about your looks and you may not see it. But that's okay. That is what makes you beautiful.

Sincerely North Italy.