A/N: SO FINALLY I HAVE UPDATED ON THIS. :D Sorry for the long wait, guys~ Dmitrii's really sorry. ;;A;; Forgive him?

But, anyways! My dear friend Notocha(Leslie is her real name~ We just call her Notocha~ Forgot to tell you all that. ._.) was nice enough to fix my mommy's laptop! So I will be posting other chapters when I get those all edited and whatnot! She was even nice enough to edit part of this for me(She was too lazy to do the rest. .w.)! I love her. ;w; She edits and revises my other work, but I never told her to fix this fanfic...I looked at the fanfic earlier today. I should have made her edit it before, huh? OTL

Dudes don't care if they're wrong or anything. If we we're done, we're done and turn it in that way. =w= I do that with my school work all the time~

So, instead of just putting the disclaimer or warning things I usually do, how about I let you guys read something my mom said not too long ago? w "Whenever I see Prussia, I always wanna shout: 'GODDAMMIT, GILBERT. GET ITALY. GET HIM NOW.' I mean seriously, Italy's damn fine. Prussia better get his butt over to him before France or Spain gets his hands on that boy...Or that friend Stephen of yours. Always saying how he wants Ita on his bed. Dmitrii? Your friend is lying to you. He's not straight, he's a 100% gaytard."

Three bodies stood in front of the Italian that was grinning before them. Feliciano let out a soft giggle and went over to Gilbert, latching onto his arm. He made a frown when the pale man flinched.

"Ve, Gilbert? Is there something wrong~?"

"He sounds like Feli!" One of the bodies, Antonio, stated; leaning in closer to take a better look at the soft face,"Looks like him too!"

Slim fingers, belonging to the blond haired body named Francis, trailed down Feliciano's back, stopping at his rear, giving it a playful squeeze. He smirked when he heard a squeak from the Italian.

"Feels like him too."

"Francis!" Gilbert, the third body, hissed at his friend and glared, "Don't do that!" He wrapped both arms around the smaller man to keep him away from the Frenchman's gaze.

"Gilbert?" Said man looked down at the cute bundle in his arms. The soft face looked back up at him.

"Is something wrong?" The frown that was painted on Feliciano's face made the German feel sick.

It hurt so much. To see it. But he felt so wonderful; having the love of his life back. To have their bodies pressed close to eachother like this...

But it all had to be a dream.

Feliciano's dead.

It's impossible for the dead to come back to life!

...Is it not?

"Nein," He replied in his native tongue, "Nothing's the matter...Feliciano." Gilbert loosened up his grip on the smaller, as if he were waiting for him to disappear. But instead received an embrace around his middle. He watched as that angelic face nuzzled against his chest. A smile replacing his frown.

"Gilbert's nice to hug~ He's not too muscley like Ludwig, and you're cuddly like a kitty!"

The words made Gilbert blush a deep red. Was it him, or was the room getting really hot?

Just when he was about to wrap his arm around the beauty, he felt him let go. The German watched as he ran towards the window; as if he were waiting for someone.

And oh, how Gilbert wish he didn't live with that someone.

"Where's Ludwig~?" Feliciano asked the three. Pressing both his hands and his face against the glass, watching the people and cars pass by.

"He's working," Gilbert answered, "He works at a library. He'll be home soon."

"We should do something fun while Ludwig's gone!" Feliciano giggled as he plopped down on a nearby couch.

"Well, we could-" Gilbert began, but was cut off by his friend Francis. And no one really wants to know what Francis has to say.

"You can join a game Antonio, Gilbert and I play when Ludwig's gone~" He made a suggestive smirk as he walked towards the couch and took a seat next to Feliciano.

"Four people~? That sounds like fun! Especially with little Feli!" Antonio piped in, happily taking a seat on the other side of the Italian. "You can be in the middle, Feli~"

"Middle? Like monkey in the middle~? I wanna play the game, sounds fun! How do you play it~?"

Gilbert stared in shock. His right eye twitching at what his friends were suggesting they should do. Sure, he wouldn't mind doing that with Feliciano! I mean, he'd be all over the boy right now if he could! But, Gilbert knew for a fact that Feliciano is a virgin and he didn't want the Italian's first time to be an orgy. Maybe...

Maybe he should be Feliciano's first time?

When Gilbert asked himself that, he imagined a blushing, panting Feliciano laying on his bed. He imagined himself touching the body under him; feeling every curve of the soft, milky skin. Watching the rose bud pink lips open up for a treat-

Gilbert shook his head furiously to rid of those thoughts. He shouldn't be thinking of such things! Not now atleast. The German started to feel his cheeks get really hot, and he really didn't want all that heat to rush down to wake up a little friend of his.

"GUYS!"

Francis, Antonio, and Feliciano looked up to see a red faced, angry German. They watched as Gilbert twitched slightly, then pointed a finger at the door.

"Out. Now."

Pouting, Antonio walked over towards the door, waving his friend goodbye. Francis followed after, patting Gilbert on the shoulder and telling him not to have too much fun with little Feli while they were gone, before walking out the door. Then came Feliciano, who was about to walk out as well, until Gilbert pulled him back in by his waist.

"Not you, silly!" Gilbert chuckled, shutting the door, as he continued holding onto the other's waist.

The Italian grinned happily up at the other, "So are we going to do something fun~?"

"Well..." Thoughts swirled through Gilbert's mind. What could they do? What was something that Feliciano enjoyed doing? Maybe they could play a few board games? Ludwig and Gilbert had a lot of those hiding somewhere in the house. They never played them, so the elder German never understood why they even have them. Chewing on his bottom lip in thought, before something ripped him from his thoughts.

Sucking too hard on your lollipop, oh love's gonna get you down~ Sucking too hard on your lollipop, oh love's gonna get you down~

Blinking in slight confusion, the albino blinked and turned around to see Feliciano swaying his hips around, grinning with pink cheeks as he sung along with the song that was playing on the stereo.

That's right. Feliciano was the only one who really used that stereo. So ever since he passed away, the German brothers never touched it. It even still had the Italian's CD's still in it.

"I went walking walking with my mama one day, when she warned me what people say, live your life until love is found, 'cause loves's gonna get you down~" Feliciano danced to the beat of one of his favorite songs. Listening to this song always cheered him up! He remembered how he would always get upset when he got a bad score on an assignment in school, and to make himself feel better, he'd listen to this song while roaming the hallways.

"Take a look at the girl next door, she's a player and a downright bore~ Jesus loves her, but she wants more~ Oh bad girls get you down!" The small Italian giggled as he walked towards the other. He took both of Gilbert's hands, causing the German's cheeks to turn a deep shade of red.

"Come on, Gilbert! Dance with me! It's fun!" Hips moved perfectly with the beat of the song, an angelic voice sang along with it, and Feliciano just looked so beautiful.

Chuckling, Gilbert just decided to have some fun. Squeezing Feli's hands lightly, he did his own dance moves. They weren't as amazing as the way Feliciano moved, but at least he was having fun, right?

Moments later, the song ended, and the smaller tackled the taller to the ground. Feliciano smiled softly against his chest, clutching onto his shirt as if he were afraid the German would push him off.

"I'm really glad to have Gilbert as a friend. He's the best, ya' know?" The auburn haired male nuzzled against the clothed chest before him, before going on with his words.

"He always likes to have fun, and he's nice and kind! He's really awesome!"

Gilbert's red eyes widened at the last thing he said.

"He's really awesome!"

Oh, it's been so long since Gilbert has heard that word. The word 'awesome'. It's been years since he used it, and years since he heard Feliciano call him that. The German always scolded himself if he ever said that word. Because it jut tore him apart inside to hear it. No matter in what sentence he used it in, it always reminded him of Feliciano.

A pale hand ran itself through auburn locks and a smile painted itself on Gilbert's face.

"Ja. I'm really awesome, aren't I?"

Both bodies shot up when they heard the sound of loud footsteps on the opposite side of the living room door. They watched the door knob turn itself, before the door flew open, and a familiar blond German came walking in with his usual scowl.

"Hey, Gilbert, I-..."

And then icy blue eyes met cheerful, golden ones.

"Wh-...Wh-Wha..."

"Hi, Ludwig!"

"Look, bruder, don't freak out, okay? Let me explain-"

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

And end! For now at least! 0w0 Hope you guys liked this chapter! I think I made it a bit too short though, sorry~ I'll promise to get to the other chapters ASAP! :3

And thanks to all of you who have decided to write PruIta fanfics for my dear friend Stephen! AKA my Prussia! It really makes him happy. 3 And to those of you who don't know, my friend Stephen has been a bit depressed lately since he thinks there isn't enough PruIta...So I thought it would be nice to have you all write some PruIta fanfics to cheer him up! I'm pretty sure he'd love fanart too. 3

The song in this fic is called Lollipop by Mika. It's a song I caught my friends Stephen and Leslie dancing to one day in my room. .w. It's a good song! You should all listen to it! :3
And now I hope you all have a good day. 3

Dmitrii-out!