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Germany slowly woke up to Italy's shuddering in the middle of the night.  He drowsily opened his eyes and saw the corner of Italy's lips twitching as he dreamed, the full moon shone through their window providing only pale light to see.  Italy soon began talking in his sleep, something about an alien, pasta, and a psychotic France.  Germany smiled to himself as he listened to Italy talk; it was funny, some nice entertainment to wake up to.  He looked down and noticed his arm was wrapped protectively around Italy's chest, 'Every single time I wake up at night I'm holding him…' he thought to himself.  Germany knew he loved Italy, but he wa

Italy sighed, staring out the window. He was waiting for Germany to come back from town. There! On the horizon, was the blonde man walking back. He looked tired and worn out. Feliciano ran out of the house, grinning like a maniac. "Germanyyyyy~" he sang as he got closer to Ludwig. Italy jumped up and hugged the German enough to make him fall over. "Italy..." he groaned, standing up, "Stop that." Germany brushed off his pants and continued on down the road, ignoring the Italian completley. Italy looked like someone had just stabbed him in the chest. "G-Germany, what's wrong?" he asked. "Nothing..I'm just tired." Germany explained, o