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This fanfiction was written for the writing community Ten out of Ten.


Title: Oh, it's so hot today!
Author: mattomero
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Genre: Comedy ,
fluff Rating: PG13 (Just in case: D)
Warnings: Shounen-ai .
Characters: Germany, Northern Italy.
Claim: September 10 - Strip me, Germany / North Italy.
Theme: 01. hat.
Disclaimer: The characters described here belong to the author, Hidekazu Himaruya.

Notes:
1. The characters created by Himaruya are merely personifications of the various nations of the world, if it may offend you ... look for another reading. XD
2. Again these characters possess its name "human" but, in the case Italy (author split into two characters, Southern Italy and Northern Italy - a highlight for many centuries, our two "sides" have remained divided), there is more of a name to which you can do reference. Northern Italy is shown by Himaruya (and soul of Hetalia) as Italy Venetian, while his real name is Feliciano Vargas.

Oh, it's so hot today!

Feliciano seems to detest with all my heart any kind of headgear.

has always refused to wear helmets or protective helmets, both in exercises and in battle, and hats is just that he decided to wear them: namely, when a handful of adoring young girls, home of Kiku, the noted how kawaii with a hat - though he continues to support that make it seem lower.

fact, as you can handle when you are away from home, the hat is the very first thing that detracts from the back. What's perfectly normal if he did once back - but the point is that he is already beginning on the landing. Indeed, in the driveway. So, suddenly, grabs him by decision and if it pulls away from the head, often seems to want to throw it on the ground and jump on savagely, but most of the time you hold - especially when he realizes that he, Germany, it is setting.
At this point, in general, Italy is pretending uproot his hat off was pure chance.
"It was the wind!", She said once.
"I was blown away!", Insisted another.
"The fact is that the hat can not stand me." Revealed to him then.
"Vee ~", has instead said on Wednesday.

But Ludwig's favorite line is a much more simple and crude. "What's hot today."
Apart from the fact that, usually, the states in the cold winter nights (when they even think to remove the thumb from the glove before turning on the stove is a suicide), the As it is hot! triggers a vicious cycle so delicious Feliciano, to strengthen the credibility of his statement, he began slowly to undress also of the rest.

The sequence is almost always the same.

Via the glove left, the green light. Then the right - once white, now the taste of pasta and sauce.
Just before taking the house keys from his pocket, here is that the scarf is removed.
The key turns in the lock, his teeth flying happily in the mouth, but the zipper of the jacket must necessarily be lowered. And, behold, here they are both inside. The door is closed - you hear a sigh of relief - but Veneziano now it is too identified with the part, and continued undaunted in its cold strip-tease.
E. .. oh, is that here comes the fun part.
In his figure, which slowly re-emerges in the shadows of the silent house. In the increasingly sharp edges, or vanishing, which now can glimpse, now mingle with the semi-darkness of the entry corridor. In light skin and feet that bounce here and there on the floor, like the sand that is hot.
This is beautiful. Why Feliciano has a way or not at all studied in sensual strip naked while he stutters cc-cal-l-ldo and works hard to eliminate even wear any clothing or could testify to the contrary. But it is beautiful.
The way they tremble, how they jump and tumble in trying - in vain, of course - not to stumble in the clothes she is taking, the way in which, well aware of his nakedness and yet completely unaware of its effects, slips away into the bed, without a shred of shame or modesty or elegance. And that's one that runs around the house to sit with the wind can be somehow elegant - but it's not the point.
The point is that is so adorably stupid to practically undress for no reason, and it is so adorably idiotic that Germany will forgive him, yes, I forgive, though Feliciano, hit by some kind of inspiration creative, has amassed over the head all that has taken off (the hat, scarf, two gloves, coat, sweater, two vests, three socks - three socks? -, pants, tights , a shirt and a pair of electric blue pants, at best).
And then, all provides a valid excuse for ... uhm ... have hot e. .. act accordingly.

In conclusion, although Feliciano hates hats, he can not fail to please.