Letting Loose Pt.1 -- GerItaSilence.It was the first thing Germany noticed as he woke up in the morning.Silence. And too much of it.Not that the German didn't enjoy the rare moments of time to himself; on the contrary, he longed to have much more of them. If it wasn't paperwork, it was a certain Italian clinging to him, and if it wasn't Italy, it was his brother up to his antics, and if it wasn't Prussia, it was a Frenchman subtly hinting on him, or a much more angry Italian screaming at him, or an Austrian scolding him, or an endless amount of possibilities.But this moment of silence left him wary. Yes, he often didn't know what to do with himself when he actually had a moment alone, but to wake up alone was a completely different feeling. There was no Italian in his bed, which was rare but not unlikely; the man did go home on occasion, but it was usually heralded by an unprecedented amount of clinging and tears (and a lot of begging for hugs and kisses, but thinking about those aspects only made him blush).
A Pirate's PossessionPart I: Stowaways"There's a ship over there Toris!" "I don't know about that one Alfred." Toris replied warily, "Don't you find it a little odd that the ship isn't in the docking bay with all the other ships?""What are you talking about? It'll be fine and the fact that it isn't in the docking bay will only make it easier to sneak onto." The overly optimistic companion stated."I still have my doubts about this one though. I mean why would someone anchor their ship near a cliff? And what's with that weird flag?" Toris pointed to the strange flag that was clearly a United Kingdom flag with a menacing skull on it."Stop being such a worry wart, I'm sure it'll be fine. Besides it beats the hell out of staying here and getting caught." Alfred said ignoring his friend's warnings."I don't know
I think we should keep looking Al. It's creeping me out the more I stare and think about it.""What! No way! We've already looked all around the docks and we didn't find a single ship that wasn'
Lost. Chapter 1There were some things that are as simple as black and white; the moon, trees, grass. They were always there and were unappreciated.They were the things that you always had but took for granted. People see them everyday but never really appreciate them.Italy was the same. Germany had never thought about what life without the carefree Italian would be like. He loved having his little Italy around but he could never tell the carefree man how he felt. What was the need when they had forever? He was so used to having Feliciano around that he never considered what would happen if the Italian left. That's why the day Feliciano betrayed him, the life he had built after World War II crashed down.~*~*~A groan echoed in the small, dim room. Ludwig's eyes fluttered open. He blinked his eyes a few times, a vain attempt to chase away the drowsiness he felt. He felt a warm, sticky substance on the top of his head. He instantly identified it as blood since he was familiar with the feeling of bloo