A Cruise To Remeber GermXItaly

~ 2:00 A.M Germanys House~

"Doitsu! Doitsu!" the bubbly Italian came busting through the two tall oak doors leading to Germany room. "Are you packed yet!" he squealed out jumping up and down.

Germany stretched in his bed letting out a long yawn. His weary blue eyes tired from a long weeks work slowly turned towards the glowing digital alarm clock that read 2:00 AM. His beefy hand slapped to his face.
"Italia, it's only-""Ooooo..." the wind was knocked out of Ludwig as his boyfriend leapt onto his body bouncing up and down singing

"Germany needs to wake up!
He needs to get packin!
He's going too slow!
It's no time for slackin!"

Holding the last word out in a long, drawn out, off-key note. The German just wearily looked at his lover before dozing back off burying his face into his pillow. It was the weekend and he deserved to sleep in a little. But all too soon his eyes shot open again as the Italian shook him and yelled loudly into his ear

"DOITSUUUU!!! You have to WAKE UP!"

Ludwig grumbled and mumbled angrily to himself as he wiped his eyes.
"Okay, okay. I'm up." The German sighed accepting defeat, wile trying to keep the grumpiness out of his voice. Slowly he pulled himself into a sitting position running a hand through his messy blond hair.

"Italy, you do realize the boat doesn't leave until 8:00, yeah?" he questioned as Feliciano bent down giving him a small peck on the lips, his daily 'good morning' kiss.

"Yeah! I know! I just got up extra early so we wouldn't miss it!"  "I even packed your suitcase Ludwig!" he smiled extending a finger towards an extremely messily packed duffle bag in the corner of the room. The blond was scared to look but eventually turned his head in the direction. It had clothes thrown all in it some hanging out, with what Ludwig could make out as shampoo bottles, a comb and hair product un-uniformly jammed in as well. Topped off with a pair of black shoes placed next to the mess.

Germany was fuming. All his clothing must be wrinkled and screwed up from lying there all night like that. But soon swallowed his anger.

"Danke….I-Italy." Ludwig choked out forcing a smile. He was trying to control his temper since him and Feliciano had gotten together. The brunet put a huge grin on, obviously very proud of himself.

"I'm going to go make some breakfast k." he giggled giving the burly man a hug and another kiss.

"Yeah, yeah…" Ludwig mumbled as he turned bright red.

Slowly he got up. His blue boxers and black tank top were discarded from his body before being folded neatly into a pile on the bed. The German than strolled over to the tall brown dresser and pulled out a pair of clean white boxers, slipping them onto his legs.

The buff man yawned before dragging himself into the bathroom to brush his teeth and fix his hair. He was already up so why not get ready?

~7:00 A.M Americas House~

BEEEP!! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!

"That git!  Where the bloody hell is he!? We still need to pick up China and Japan." England snarled gripping the wheel of the car in anger.

"Arthur just relax. We have an hour, No?" France yelled to England from the back of the car. Arthur had demanded that the Frenchman sit as far away from him as possible. France, heartbroken wanting to sit in the front with his Iggy, sadly obliged. But wasn't so sad when they picked up Russia and Ukraine.  Katyusha had decided to sit in the back next to France. He had enjoyed staring at her breasts the whole time.

"Why don't we go get Yao first?" Russia asked from the middle row. Patting a seat next to him. "I have a place for him right here."

"No! We are getting America! We have a schedule!" England snapped.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEP BEEP!!!!!

Arthur now wildly slammed the steering wheel. His short temper was now burned out. He cursed under his breath as he held his throbbing hand.

Suddenly the front door opened and out came Alfred. His American flag suitcase in one hand, the other adjusted his glasses and waved violently to the car. His shirt had a very elaborate eagle design on it bearing the word hero on the chest. He was defiantly American.

"Sorry, sorry." He smiled climbing into the passenger seat placing his suit case between his legs.

"You WANKER! We told you to be ready at 6:30! We have been waiting out here for more than half an hour!" Britain scolded.

"Ah, Arthur lighten up. I'm here aren't I?" he cheerfully stated giving England his signature toothy grin. Before turning around to face the others.

"Hey Russia, France, Ukraine." America said giving them all a few waves.

"We go get Yao now, da?" Russia asked innocently. His purple eyes pleading at England.

~7:30 A.M Austria-Hungary's House~

"Where's dear old Austria?" Prussia sarcastically remarked rather delighted the stuffy aristocrat was no-where in sight.

"Save your bull. He's sick ass hole." Hungary replied closing the door to the passenger seat. Nestling her duffle bad on her lap.

The Prussian snorted in amusement." so that pussy caught himself a cold, did he? What a pity. But why are you still going?" Gilbert asked grinning evilly before pulling out of the driveway.

"He insisted that I shouldn't miss out because of him." Elizabeth replied staring out her window adjusting the flower in her brown hair.

Gilbert turned on his blinker and turned left.

"That's not the way to the port?" the brunette called out confused.

Prussia grabbed her arm dramatically taking both hands off the steering wheel mimicking her girlish voice "oh no! What are we going to do!" the albino sarcastically yelled.

"Get off me, and watch were your driving." Hungary instructed.

"Pssh. Your no fun." He mumbled looking back at the road.

"But seriously where are we going?"

"We have to pick up West, and Italy." He smiled. His red eyes glimmering a little in the early morning sunlight. His arm resting on the open window sill.

~7:55 A.M Port of Lymington, England~

"DAMN IT! We have 5 minutes!" Arthur yelled sprinting towards the harbor. America, Russia, Ukraine, France, China, and Japan at his heels, breathing heavy.

A tall blond figure soon came into view. He was anxiously looking around. Italy was lying on the ground next to him watching the clouds in the blue sky, wile  Prussia and Hungary were bickering off to the side.

"Germany-San!" Japan called out running up to Ludwig giving him a small bow.

"Japan! We're have you guys been?" he asked crossing his arms. Giving the others disapproving looks.

"Germany, Arthur was driving. You know he drives like an old lady." America whispered to Ludwig nudging him in the ribs.

"I heard that!" Britain called out staring Alfred down.

"Katyusha!" Hungary called out running towards Ukraine dropping her and Prussia's argument in a flash.

"Where's Austria?" she asked curiously looking around. Running a hand through her platinum blond hair. Adjusting her yellow headband as well.

"He's sick. Didn't think he could make it on a boat for two weeks."

"That's too bad. I'm so sorry hun! Especially since he paid for most of this trip!"  Ukraine stated giving Hungary a small hug.

"yeah, and after all it was his idea to rent out a small boat just for the few of us… but whatever we'll still have fun girl time right!" Elizabeth smiled clapping her hands together.

"Yes, definitely!" Ukraine smiled back.

"Sacré bleu, you girls are both so lovely today."

France immediately joined the girls conversation, within minutes he had made Ukraine cry and Hungary had slapped him multiple times.

Italy stood up and stretched before running over to the group of people giving 'hi's' and hugs to everyone and anyone. Prussia followed, getting friendly.

"Germany! It's been such a long time since I've seen you! How are you? I hope good, da?" Russia asked pulling the burly male into a tight barley breathable hug. Ivan was the only one here much bigger and much stronger than Germany so it was not easy for him to pull away from the Russian. Ludwig to mush of Russia amusement, struggled trying to get out of his grip but to no avail. Ivan chuckled a little and let go petting Ludwig on the head.

"Fine thnakyou." He replied taking Ivan's hand off his head.

"Ahhh! And little Prussia! How are you?" he asked now pulling Gilbert into a bone crunching hug. The Prussian squirmed and struggled out of the grip.

"what the hell man! You trying to suffocate me?"

As if he didn't hear him Russia put on the most innocent smile and gave him a few pats on the head. "I glad you are well." He smiled with his heavy accent.


HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK. HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK.

The boat horn rang loudly through the nations ears and at once they gathered their belongings boarding the ship one-by-one holding out their tickets to the captain and 3-man crew. Little did they know that this simple vacation would take a turn for the worst, there would be one extra passenger, they weren't expecting...