Kyou, Ashita: gerXita pt. 1

月曜日 - Monday


   Feliciano walked into the house, groceries in hand. "Doitsu!" he cried, "I'm back!" Ludwig met him at the door.
   "Let's see what you got..." He began to look through the bags. "Pasta… More pasta… Tomatoes… More pasta… Pre-made pasta sauce… Pizza…." He let out a sigh. "What happened to the stuff on the list?" Feliciano looked down.
    "Oh…" he said, "I-I forgot… I'm sorry…" Ludwig let out another sigh.
   "It's okay…" He said. Blushing, he bent down and kissed Feliciano's head. This caused Feliciano to blush as well. "L-Let's go put these away, okay?"
   
   Once everything was put away, Feliciano decided to make dinner. "Alright Doitsu!" he said, "You sit in the living room and I'll make dinner, okay?" He pushed Ludwig out of the kitchen and began to mix some ingredients. "Pasta~ Paaasta~!" he sang as he kneaded some dough for noodles. "I bet Doitsu would love some pasta~!" he exclaimed. Ludwig peeked into the kitchen and couldn't help but smiling at the sight of Feliciano covered in flour. "Huh?" Feliciano said as he caught a glimpse of the observer, "Doitsu, did you want to help?"
   "Ummm…" Ludwig responded, "Sure." He went into the kitchen and waited for Feliciano to give him instructions.
  "Okay Doitsu," Feliciano said, "This is what you have to do: Clean the tomatoes in the sink, Cut up them up, smush them in the pot, grind the garlic, put that into the pot, add whatever spices you want, turn on the stove, and make sure it heats up equally by stirring it occasionally. Got that?"
   "Y-Yeah…" Ludwig replied, his face in total doubt. He picked up a large, ripe tomato, and held it underneath the faucet. When he turned on the water, cold water ran over the round tomato, and then trickled off his hands. He rubbed the tomato (careful not to crush it) to get any dirt off. After cleaning all the tomatoes, he cut them one by one on the cutting board and dumping them in the rather large pot Feliciano had put out. 'I'm going to mess this up…' he thought, 'I just know it…' He was at the spice-adding stage when his premonitions came true. As he was sprinkling some "Season-All" into the pot, it slipped out of his hand. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as he tried to grab it before it fell in. He was too late. Ludwig felt defeat as he put his head in his hands from shame.
  "Doitsu? Are you okay?" Feliciano asked, but didn't get a reply. He looked into the pot and saw the container resting on top of the incomplete sauce. "Aww… It's okay!" he said, trying to reassure Ludwig, "Not that much went in!" He took a spoon and tasted it. "In fact, it's perfect!" Ludwig looked up at the smiling Feliciano. "Don't be so serious about everything, okay?" This time, it was Feliciano who bent down to kiss Ludwig's head.
   "H-Hey… Italy?" Ludwig asked.
  "Yes Doitsu?"
   "I'm sorry… I … yelled at you the other day in training…" Ludwig said as he came closer to Feliciano.
   "It's okay, Doitsu. I forgive you!" Feliciano replied.
  "No… I really am sorry… and I…" Ludwig said, his face turning red, "want to make it up to you…" He reached over, gently placed his hand on Feliciano's cheek and kissed him softly. Feliciano, who's face was now the color of the tomatoes that Ludwig washed and cut, wrapped his arms around him and kissed him back. Although it only lasted a few seconds, the kiss seemed to go on forever.
   "Doitsu…" Feliciano said softly after Ludwig pulled away slightly.
  "I-Italy…" He said, "We should finish up before something, or someone, get burned." Ludwig said.
   "R-Right…" Feliciano replied, flustered, "I-I'll finish up the pasta, a-and you…"
  "I'll finish up the sauce." Ludwig said, finishing Feliciano's sentence. Feliciano let go of Ludwig and went back to where he was making the pasta. He felt like he just died and went to heaven; he was in euphoria.

   Feliciano and Ludwig worked together to finish the meal. Every so often, they looked at each other, smiled, and then Feliciano would look away, face completely red. When it was done, Feliciano divided the food onto 2 plates. He handed one to Ludwig.
   "There!" He said happily, "Finished!" Ludwig took the plate Feliciano offered and sat down at the table.
   "It's really good." He said after taking a bite, "You're a good chef."
  "Thanks!" Felciano replied. He then took a bite from his own plate. "The sauce is the best part, though. It has just enough spices!" Ludwig gave a small laugh and Feliciano smiled at him. "Doitsu…" He said softly, "I-I love you…"

月曜日 – Monday

       Dear Journal,
              Today I sent Italy to the grocery store. Let's just say it didn't go as planned. He did make some really good pasta though. After dinner, he fell asleep on the couch so I carried him into bed. He's going to have no idea how he got there in the morning. He's actually really cute when he sleeps.