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-Fem! Italy x Fem! Reader One Shot-

.:: Oblivious ::.

(Name) sat across from Felicia, watching as the girl doodled in her notebook, not paying attention to class. On the other side, (Name)'s best friends watched her, along with Felicia's best friends.

"Is she always this... Oblivious?" Alice asked, examining the two in front of her.

"Alvays." Monica responded.

"Even if someone told her, she still wouldn't understand." Amelia said, pointing towards the brunette.

"We're going to have to try." Sakura said, staring at the (Hair Color) drooling over her friend.

"I agree, let's go tell Felicia!" Amelia started standing up, but Alice stopped her before she could go any farther.

"I think we should do in a more subtle way, where we DON'T embarrass (Name)." She gave Amelia a stern look.

"She's right. But can ve do it fast? I'm sick and tired of seeing poor (Name) not getting any." Julchen said.

Monica rolled her eyes at her sister.

Meanwhile, (Name) still sat her desk in a daze.

'She's just so perfect.'

"I want her." She breathed out.

"What was-a that, (Name)?" Felicia tilted her head slightly, giving the (Hair Color) a confused look.

The (Nationality) realized what had come out of her mouth and was blush furiously.

"N-nothing!" She stated quickly.

The brunette look at her a look, smiling afterwards.

"Tell-a me! Who-a do you want-a?" Felicia asked, turning her body to face (Name).

The said (Nationality) gave her look of fear, not wanting to reveal who she liked.

"U-um. It's uh..."

"It's a girl right? Is-a it Françoise?Anya?"

(Name) shook her head.

"Then who? Oh! Is it Amelia?"

Before you could answer, the group of friends who were looking at them from afar, came over to where the two girls where and took seats nearby. There wasn't enough seats, so Amelia decided to sit one the (Hair Color), causing (Name) to blush more than before. Felicia gave a smile towards (Name), a slight jealously hidden in it that the (Hair Color) didn't notice. She got up and walked to the teacher, whispering something to him and left with a pass to the bathroom.

"What was that all about?" Amelia asked.

"I don't know, but can you get your fat ass off of me?!" (Name) screeched, pushing the blonde off her lap.

"Okay! Okay! No need for the name calling!" Amelia said, placing her hands up in defense.

(Name) rolled her eyes.

"What do you guys want anyways."

"We were planning for a way to get you and Felicia together!" Amelia clapped excitedly.

The (Hair Color)'s eyes widen in terror,

"NO! NOT AGAIN!" She yelled.

"Ms. (Last Name), is there a reason your yelling?" The teacher asked.

At that moment, Felicia came back, seeing the whole class staring at the (Nationality).

"N-no. I'm sorry, it won't happen again, Mr. Bondevik."

"Good. Now get back to work."

Felicia watched as (Name) sat back down, arguing with Amelia about something. She slowly walked back to her seat, jealous that Amelia had gotten with (Name) before she had the time to confess. When Felicia was asking who (Name) liked, she thought that the (Hair Color) was going to confess her affection to the brunette.

'How can she be so oblivious.'

That thought remained in Felicia's head.

Both girls were oblivious to each others affections for one another, but neither would confess out of fear of rejection.

"Just shut your mouth. You cause enough problems already!" (Name) whispered harshly at the American.

"Well, sorry for trying to help." Amelia rolled her eyes and went back to her seat, over the fact that (Name) wouldn't be grateful and take her help offering.

The (Hair Color) sighed, glancing up to see Felicia glaring at Amelia. The (Nationality) leaned over, speaking to Alice.

"Don't you notice how Felicia isn't being herself?"

"How so?"

They both watched as Monica and Sakura headed over to the brunette, starting up a conversation.

"She just doesn't seem to as happy as she was a couple minutes ago and she has a sort of forced smile."

Alice looked up and saw that (Name) was right.

"Maybe she's jealous of Amelia."

"Why wou-"

(Name) realized that Alice was right. When Amelia came over and sat on (Name)'s lap, she had a bit of jealousy showing in her eyes.

'She probably left because she couldn't handle Amelia on top of me.'

The (Nationality)looked over at Felicia was was staring at her.

'That means she likes me!'

A grin carved itself into the (Hair Color)'s face as she stood up and walked over to Felicia.

All the while, the brunette stared confused as (Name) walked over to her with a smile. With a swift movement, (Name) grabbed Felicia's hand and dragged her towards the door.

"And where do you two think your going?!" Mr Bondevik raised from his seat, walking over to the young girls.

"I uh, I just got my period and I need to go to the nurse. She's going with me so I won't get lost." (Name) said quickly, rushing out the door and leaving her teacher standing there, blood rushing towards his checks.

"Why-a didn't you-a bring Amelia?" Felicia asked, her voice giving away the jealousy.

"Because we're not dating."

Felicia gave her a look of hope as her face brightened up.

"Really?!"

(Name) chuckled at the brunette's excitement. Once Felicia realized what she had said, she blushed madly.

"So-a, who were you-a talking about when you-a said you 'wanted-a her'?"

The (Nationality) blushed, taking the Italian's face by the chin and bringing it close enough that a soft kiss was placed onto her lips. Once they parted, both were red in the face.

"You."

Description
-Fem! Italy x Fem! Reader One Shot-

.:: Oblivious ::.

(Name) sat across from Felicia, watching as the girl doodled in her notebook, not paying attention to class. On the other side, (Name)'s best friends watched her, along with Felicia's best friends.

"Is she always this... Oblivious?" Alice asked, examining the two in front of her.

"Alvays." Monica responded.

"Even if someone told her, she still wouldn't understand." Amelia said, pointing towards the brunette.

"We're going to have to try." Sakura said, staring at the (Hair Color) drooling over her friend.

"I agree, let's go tell Felicia!" Amelia started standing up, but Alice stopped her before she could go any farther.

"I think we should do in a more subtle way, where we DON'T embarrass (Name)." She gave Amelia a stern look.

"She's right. But can ve do it fast? I'm sick and tired of seeing poor (Name) not getting any." Julchen said.

Monica rolled her eyes at her sister.

Meanwhile, (Name) still sat her desk in a daze.

'She's just so perfect.'

"I want her." She breathed out.

"What was-a that, (Name)?" Felicia tilted her head slightly, giving the (Hair Color) a confused look.

The (Nationality) realized what had come out of her mouth and was blush furiously.

"N-nothing!" She stated quickly.

The brunette look at her a look, smiling afterwards.

"Tell-a me! Who-a do you want-a?" Felicia asked, turning her body to face (Name).

The said (Nationality) gave her look of fear, not wanting to reveal who she liked.

"U-um. It's uh..."

"It's a girl right? Is-a it Françoise?Anya?"

(Name) shook her head.

"Then who? Oh! Is it Amelia?"

Before you could answer, the group of friends who were looking at them from afar, came over to where the two girls where and took seats nearby. There wasn't enough seats, so Amelia decided to sit one the (Hair Color), causing (Name) to blush more than before. Felicia gave a smile towards (Name), a slight jealously hidden in it that the (Hair Color) didn't notice. She got up and walked to the teacher, whispering something to him and left with a pass to the bathroom.

"What was that all about?" Amelia asked.

"I don't know, but can you get your fat ass off of me?!" (Name) screeched, pushing the blonde off her lap.

"Okay! Okay! No need for the name calling!" Amelia said, placing her hands up in defense.

(Name) rolled her eyes.

"What do you guys want anyways."

"We were planning for a way to get you and Felicia together!" Amelia clapped excitedly.

The (Hair Color)'s eyes widen in terror,

"NO! NOT AGAIN!" She yelled.

"Ms. (Last Name), is there a reason your yelling?" The teacher asked.

At that moment, Felicia came back, seeing the whole class staring at the (Nationality).

"N-no. I'm sorry, it won't happen again, Mr. Bondevik."

"Good. Now get back to work."

Felicia watched as (Name) sat back down, arguing with Amelia about something. She slowly walked back to her seat, jealous that Amelia had gotten with (Name) before she had the time to confess. When Felicia was asking who (Name) liked, she thought that the (Hair Color) was going to confess her affection to the brunette.

'How can she be so oblivious.'

That thought remained in Felicia's head.

Both girls were oblivious to each others affections for one another, but neither would confess out of fear of rejection.

"Just shut your mouth. You cause enough problems already!" (Name) whispered harshly at the American.

"Well, sorry for trying to help." Amelia rolled her eyes and went back to her seat, over the fact that (Name) wouldn't be grateful and take her help offering.

The (Hair Color) sighed, glancing up to see Felicia glaring at Amelia. The (Nationality) leaned over, speaking to Alice.

"Don't you notice how Felicia isn't being herself?"

"How so?"

They both watched as Monica and Sakura headed over to the brunette, starting up a conversation.

"She just doesn't seem to as happy as she was a couple minutes ago and she has a sort of forced smile."

Alice looked up and saw that (Name) was right.

"Maybe she's jealous of Amelia."

"Why wou-"

(Name) realized that Alice was right. When Amelia came over and sat on (Name)'s lap, she had a bit of jealousy showing in her eyes.

'She probably left because she couldn't handle Amelia on top of me.'

The (Nationality)looked over at Felicia was was staring at her.

'That means she likes me!'

A grin carved itself into the (Hair Color)'s face as she stood up and walked over to Felicia.

All the while, the brunette stared confused as (Name) walked over to her with a smile. With a swift movement, (Name) grabbed Felicia's hand and dragged her towards the door.

"And where do you two think your going?!" Mr Bondevik raised from his seat, walking over to the young girls.

"I uh, I just got my period and I need to go to the nurse. She's going with me so I won't get lost." (Name) said quickly, rushing out the door and leaving her teacher standing there, blood rushing towards his checks.

"Why-a didn't you-a bring Amelia?" Felicia asked, her voice giving away the jealousy.

"Because we're not dating."

Felicia gave her a look of hope as her face brightened up.

"Really?!"

(Name) chuckled at the brunette's excitement. Once Felicia realized what she had said, she blushed madly.

"So-a, who were you-a talking about when you-a said you 'wanted-a her'?"

The (Nationality) blushed, taking the Italian's face by the chin and bringing it close enough that a soft kiss was placed onto her lips. Once they parted, both were red in the face.

"You."