[Fanfic] I'd Lie
Title: I'd Lie
Characters: Italy, Romano, mentions of Germany
Pairing(s): Germany x Italy
Ratings/Warnings: PG, mention of Germany's like for certain activities, and probably some OOCness. Human and country names used.
Side notes: err... This is my first time posting here! So, if I do anything wrong, feel free to like... slap and/or correct me.
"Fratello, fratello!" Italy knocked on the door to his older brother, Romano's door. "I want to tell you something!" he said as he continued to knock until Romano opened the door, a tomato in hand.
"Do you know what fucking time it is?" Romano asked angrily. He wasn't a morning person, even if his morning started at eleven in the morning.
"Ve~ Sorry." Italy apologized, not knowing that what he did wasn't wrong. "I just wanted to tell you about my new friend, Ludwig!" He said smiling widely.
Romano blinked and took a bite out of the tomato he had. "Ludwig? You mean the big blonde guy?" he asked, his mouth full. Feliciano nodded.
Romano shrugged. "Eh, whatever. Just don't take too long. I have stuff to do, damnit." He said walking away for the door, leaving it open so his brother could walk inside.
Italy followed Romano into the house, smiling happily. "Ludwig is so cool! He's tall and strong and nice." He said starting to say the things he liked about Germany.
Romano half-paid attention as he ate his tomato, nodding his head and saying "Uh-huh" and "Really now?" To make it seem he was paying more attention, scowling the entire time.
"His favorite color is green, he likes to argue and fight, he kinda looks like Germania and Holy Roman Empire, remember them?" Italy said, as he continued to talk.
Romano didn't get a chance to answer as his brother continued to talk about Germany. "He likes BDSM….and he has three dogs; Blackie, Berlitz and Aster. His favorite foods are wurst, potatoes and beer and he's real serious."
"Geez, are you in love with the guy? The only thing you haven't mentioned was his birthday!" Romano said, starting to get angry with how much his brother liked this Germany-guy, his new nickname being Potato-bastard to Romano.
"OH! Right, his birthday is the seventeenth of September!" Italy said smiling happily. Romano just groaned. "You're in love with him aren't you?" Romano asked.
Italy blinked. "No, he's just a friend." He said, even though it was a lie.
And I could tell you, his favorite color is green.
He likes to argue, born on the seventeenth.
His sister's beautiful; he has his father's eyes.
And if you asked me if I loved him, I'd lie
