" There was white sand, and crabs, and good food. People danced and sang, and me and Doitsu did too. Oh you would have loved it. " Italy contained his joy by only curling arms around a thick one of Germany's.The both of them were sunburnt from the strong sun of Cuba, Italy moreso because he didn't give the sunblock a chance to seep into his skin. " We had a wonderful time on our honeymoon. We thought you'd like to know that. "
But the odd thing was, there was no answer from anyone. Germany looked down and closed sharp blues, knowing there wasn't going to be one. Somewhat hung over he wasn't ready to just, turn his back on a family member. Angel's grave was marked with a pale gray headstone, the statue above it an angel looking up to the sky with her hands out. Those palms were cupped and it held water for birds to take a bath in and drink. The stone angel's eyes were closed, as if soaking in the dying sunlight.
Both of them were silent now as the grave didn't respond. Germany gently pried himself from his Italian husband and went to the flower vases on each side of the headstone. He filled them with fake tulips colored shades of pink and white. Then a single red rose was placed on the top of the grass before the angel. Silence continued, but neither cried. Italy actually smiled and sat down at the foot of the grave, looking over the beautiful marble and stone. Germany looked around some... before pulling some pamphlets from his pocket. Colorful and energetic, they would surely catch Feli's eyes. " I-Italy... "
Feliciano looked up, and he patted the ground beside him. Craning his neck like that hurt his sunburn. Ludwig blushed some, and he sat down beside him with a grunt. It was just his workout clothes, they could get dirty. A kiss was placed on his cheek before the blonde continued. " Italy, since we're... married now, I... " He extended the pamphlets quickly as if it was painful to ask, wincing somewhat. Feli's soft hands took the paper and looked at the top. " Aunt Maggie's Adoption Service... D-Doitsu you don't mean...? " His brown eyes turned to Germany, and the seme could see the shock excitement in them. Wide, and glitter seemed to have been injected into the irises. But how could he not see it, since his body was suddenly shivering lightly.
Germany only nodded, and it brought the yell of joy! " DOITSU! OH DOITSU, I CANT WAIT! DOITSU, WE'RE GONNA BE DADDIES! " And Italy tackled him in a giant glomp, arms around his shoulders and even legs going for around his hips. Germany windmilled his arms to try to keep his balance, but in a yelp he was on his back with an excited Italian clinging onto him for dear life. His nose rubbed into the neck of Doitsu, and his hands moved to break up the gel in his hair to stroke the soft locks underneath. " We're gonna be good daddies, Doitsu... I'll never let it out of my sight. I don't care about gender either! I want the one who needs us the most! "
Arms slowly curled around the vibrating Italian. Another chance at a family with his new man. His husband. His adopted child. His arms squeezed gently. " Absolutely... I made an appointment already too. " Feliciano now screamed into Germany's shoulder, then suddenly sprinted up, leaving the German to blink. Germany rolled onto his stomach and was ready to race to his aid. But it was not needed. Italy was dancing in the graveyard, running circles and howling like an overjoyed South African blowing on a vuvuzuela. He even busted out a back flip.
Doitsu grinned and set his chin in the grass. Anything to make Feliciano happy. But then eyes went to Angel's grave as if it beckoned his attention, and he set a hand over their baby. Italy paused as he heard his husband speak. " You'll always be my angel... " Soon Italy's hand joined his, and they laced fingers. " You'll always be our angel. " Silence returned to the graveyard, the sound of birds the only thing in the air now.