Then he moved around the piano heading towards the door with a wide grin. Prussia met him half way their fingers touching briefly as they passed. Italy beamed up at Germany as he joined the other nation at the door. Germany seemed at a complete loss to say what he was thinking in response to what he had just heard.
"That was beautiful, Italy," Hungary filled in finally with a warm smile she reached out to brush a kiss against his cheek.
"Yes...it was..." Germany almost stammered. Then he cleared his throat softly and reached for Italy's hand. "The sun is starting to set," he said almost hesitantly. "Would you...would you walk in the gardens with me...while it does?"
Italy felt more warmth flow through him and he squeezed Germany's hand in response. "Ve ~ Austria's gardens are always so lovely...I would love to Germany!"
"Good..." Germany said and then turned and pulled him back out the door.
Hungary moved gracefully in front of them. It was only when they reached the nearby door that lead to the gardens that Italy noticed that Prussia was not with them. In the distance he thought he heard the noisy crash of the sound of keys being unceremoniously mashed together. Italy momentarily thought about turning around and going back inside to make sure they weren't fighting again but that thought vanished as Germany held out his arm towards Italy while shuffling his feet nervously. Italy smiled softly and wound his arm through the offered one and allowed himself to be lead towards a winding path through the garden.
He had managed to find his own happiness he could only hope that Austria would find his as well.
Fermata (1/1) -- Part D
"That was beautiful, Italy," Hungary filled in finally with a warm smile she reached out to brush a kiss against his cheek.
"Yes...it was..." Germany almost stammered. Then he cleared his throat softly and reached for Italy's hand. "The sun is starting to set," he said almost hesitantly. "Would you...would you walk in the gardens with me...while it does?"
Italy felt more warmth flow through him and he squeezed Germany's hand in response. "Ve ~ Austria's gardens are always so lovely...I would love to Germany!"
"Good..." Germany said and then turned and pulled him back out the door.
Hungary moved gracefully in front of them. It was only when they reached the nearby door that lead to the gardens that Italy noticed that Prussia was not with them. In the distance he thought he heard the noisy crash of the sound of keys being unceremoniously mashed together. Italy momentarily thought about turning around and going back inside to make sure they weren't fighting again but that thought vanished as Germany held out his arm towards Italy while shuffling his feet nervously. Italy smiled softly and wound his arm through the offered one and allowed himself to be lead towards a winding path through the garden.
He had managed to find his own happiness he could only hope that Austria would find his as well.
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The End