A Special Bouquet

Italy's/Feliciano Vargas' P.O.V
"I don't know what made me so attracted to her all of a sudden. Perhaps her smile, the way she laughs, her childish acts, that special need of helping others, her shyness around nearly everyone, the funny way she embarrasses herself..? I'm not sure; they're so many reasons why I adore her so much.
Jeez, to be completely honest I never thought I'd meet someone like her, that… I'll never understand because we haven't really known each other for so long anyway but I guess we just clicked, maybe we had too much things in common or maybe it was the way we spoke to each other? We always made each other laugh and used to talk about nearly everything that was on our minds.
I think I really do love her-"

'Italy-Sama?' Liechtenstein started, waving a hand in front of him. Getting him out of his thoughts of her.
'Heh? OH! Hello Bella!'
'Look! I found lovely flowers for you!'
'For me?' Blink.
She nodded, hair rocking back and forth touching her soften pink cheeks. Eye's closed and sun shining upon her lips while she was smiling. That bit of wind was the final attepted as it blew up to her dress, back to her hair then blowing some petals away from the flowers she was holding in her hands.
'Oh, no!' She reached out her hand up high to try reaching those lost petals but they were blown away now and when she opened her eyes once again there were no where to be seen. 'I am really sorry Italy.' She bowed down, hitting her forehead onto his knee. She lifted up her head and looked at him with water-y eyes, she sat down with her legs out and her feet touching her thigh. 'Ow...' Once that bit of water slide down her cheek, she brang her palms covering her eyes at first then they turned into weak fists and she begun to cry. Kept apologizing over and over.
Italy sat down next to her with a brighten up smile and eyes flatted down like usual. Her water green eyes looked like a rushed ocean, they were opened half way, wetting her eye laces. 'Huh?' Liechtenstein looked up without actually moving her head. Italy's hand was patting her hair.
'Here, Liechtenstein-Chan.' Italy looked around him to see any "beautiful" flowers, once he saw one behind him, he snatched it out of the ground, blew softly on the petals and gently removed some hair from her side ear and placed the pretty flower there to stay.
Another large, long blow of wind passed them by and this time blew the entire field of flowers around them. Petals flying up high into the sky, making Leichtenstein look up like a curious child that she is. Italy grabbed her hand, locked inside her's and looked up also. Watching every petal dancing into the sky, some where falling though, other stayed and made a beautiful scene in front of them.
'Those tears where gone now, just like those petals. They disappeared, right?' Italy asked. She blushed as her eyes looked into his and answered with a simple yes then shot him another smile with a cheerful expression. Italy gave her that same expression back and laughed with his Italian accent blocking his throat, it sounded quite cute. Proof anyway, it made her giggle.
She layed a finger on the slim petal from the flower on the side of her hair and looked at Italy once again. She noticed that he wouldn't let go of her hand, so she simple tighten her's around and grinned with a light of pink across to her nose down to her cheek.
'Thank-you, Italy-Sama.'
'I know how much you love flowers.' Her replied cluelessly to her.