You were awoken to the sound of someone pounding on your door. You roll over avoiding waking up. That's when A German voice calls out to you. "_____, get up!"

"Why?" You whine a little more horse then you would have liked to have sounded.

Germany entered the room and looked at your form still curled up under the blankets.

"_____, training has always started at 7:00 vhy are you still in bed?!"

You thought for a minuet. It was true training had ALWAYS started at 7 so why were you still in bed?

-Simple really, you always started in the weight room before running around the track with the rest of the nations. Why did you have a different routine then the rest of the axis? Well, you had asthma and it's really bad in the mornings and evenings, so you try not to strain yourself, during those times especially. Alright so why aren't you ready for weight training? Because Prussia decided that it would be great to remodel it, which is a great idea but that still leaves you to running with the rest of the nations. And again that's not something you should really be doing.

Germany ripped the covers off your body and ended up blushing, before regaining composure. "Come on get up (c/n)!" 'Why has she been acting like this she is usually obedient.' He thought to himself.

"Alright, I'll be down in ten." You tell him sitting up. And with that he leaves.

-Oh, and did I mention, that the only member of the axis that did know about your asthma is Italy? So that means you're not going to tell other axis (that includes your crush Germany,) what's why these few mornings weight room has been under construction you've been a bit reluctant to get up and start the day.

The last thing you needed was the members of your team thinking you're weak. So with that you started getting ready for the day.

--(downstairs with Doitsu)--
(Germany's POV) {(-_-)}

As I exited the house, I saw Japan doing push-ups, meine bruder running around the track, and Italy was laying in the grass playing with a cat. "ITALY!!!" He shot up to his feet still holding the cat.

"Vhat are you doing?!" "Sorry Germany! I was just waiting for you!" "Alright," I say putting a hand to my forehead "then we should begin."

Time skip (~Still Germany's POV~)

It is now 7:30 and _____, is still not here. I know that she takes a bit longer to get ready then the rest of us but still, she should have been out here by now.

I stopped running and looked back at the house. "I wonder vhat's up vith her lately..." Thats when Italy's footsteps stopped behind him. I turned around to see Italy looking worried. But before I could speak up he started running again, a bit faster then before. I turn back to the house. 'Maybe I should go check on her...' But that's when she finally walks out of the house. Slowly making her way over to where she does her push ups.

~(POV back to second person with reader-chan)~

You slowly start to do push ups, when a shadow starts to cover you. Even in your horizontal position you could tell it was Germany.

You turn your head around, stopping your exercise. You bit your lip knowing that you were about to be chastised for taking too long but, you didn't care, it was better then not being able to breathe.

"Yes?" You asked him.

"_____, what took you so long?!"

You sighed. "Sorry, I had to shower, and eat breakfast. By the way, when do you think the weight room will be finished?" You asked about the remodeling everyday, hoping he would catch on that you really wanted it done.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, obviously annoyed. He looked back at you like he was about to shout, but instead he just turned on heel ignoring your (more or less, rhetorical) question.
Probably better off that way.

A few hours after that you joined the other nations on the track. Then after a little longer it was lunch time.

All of you started heading for the house when Germany stopped you. "_____, you run for 15 more minuets before you come inside." "Ludwig! That's not fair!"

He shifted awkwardly before responding. "No, it's more than fair. You started 30 minuets late I'm only making you make up half the time."

You crossed your arms and puffed out a hot breath of air. Italy looked worriedly at you from off behind Germany whom was still standing sternly in front of you, waiting for you to turn around to walk back to the track. You simply smiled at Italy to not let him worry, before returning to the running course.

(Germany's POV)

I walked back up the hill seeing that Gilbert and Kiku were talking, about to enter the house. But Italy was was standing a little bit away looking a bit... Upset?

I walk up next to him when he asks me, "Germany, why is (c/n) not coming to eat with us?"

"*sigh*, Because she needs to make up for the time she wasted this morning."

The usually cheerful Italian knitted his brow together looking at me then back at _____. "Oh, Ok" he said before darting ahead. "Do you want me to make pasta for you again today Germany?"

"Ja, sure." I tell him. As he smiles, I start to wonder if anything could be going on between the two of them.

I feel a frown form on my face. I should of guessed, it was bound to happen, that _____, the person I've been admiring for far too long now, would fall for my joyful best friend Italy.

---

Upon entering the house Japan was already eating his hand made rice balls, and meine bruther standing over the stove next to Italy. I decide to take a seat across from Japan who imeadately took notice to the frown on my face.

"Doitsu-san what is it that's troubling you?"

I shook my head. "Nothing." I said flatly. "...Maybe just the fact that (c/n) has been acting weird the past few days."

Japan nodded. "Hai, maybe you should talk to her about it."

"I don't think-" "The pasta is done~!" Italy dances over to the table, cutting me off in the middle of my thought.

Feli paces a plate in front if me, and sets down three more. One for himself and another for Gilbert, I guess the last one is for _____.

"Feli, _____'s food is going to get cold, if you leave it out like that." I tell him. "She'll be in soon Ludwig." He says, again he seems a bit upset that I made _____, run a little longer.

I place my finger tips on my forehead. "You know what Italy? Just go tell (c/n) that she can come inside now."

A smile spread across his Italian face as he got up and ran back outside.

Why am I so pained that my best friend and (c/n) are happy together. If she is happy, I should be happy for her. But I guess jealously is a normal tendency that I'll have to learn to cope with.

(2nd person POV, again)

You were still slowly making your way around the track when Italy comes down towards you.

"_____! _____! Germany says you can come inside now!"

You scrunched your face together in confusion. "What? How did you manage that?"

"Germany's my best friend. Of corse he'll listen to me... well, most of the time!" 'Especially when it comes to you.' He thought, but not really knowing why, the German had a spot for you.

"But, you didn't tell him rig-?!"

"Bella, I promised! I won't tell anyone. Even if I think you should!"

You only rolled your eyes. Easy for him to say they respected him enough even though he is weak, that definitely doesn't mean they'd do the same for you.

---

When you arrived at the kitchen table you saw you already had a plate of pasta prepared for you. Italy had placed your plate between his and Germany's.

Italy sat down first, then you followed suit. "(c/n), I expect you to get directly back to training vhen you're done eating, no procrastinating this time!"

You flinch, at his harsh words. Granted he didn't mean to say it like that, but they still got to you. What did you expect to happen? That he would miraculously turn a blind eye to the defiant attitude you've been putting on?

"How have you been feeling lately _____-chan? You haven't been acting like your normal self." Japan asks you.

You froze for a second, before you came up with an answer. "I guess my schedule has been a bit thrown off." You tell him before slurping up the spaghetti sitting on your fork.

"Mmmm~ how so?" "Well, maybe if a certain Prussian would hurry up with the weight room." You say in a joking accusing tone towards Gilbert. It was kinda true.

"Hey! It's almost almost done! And once it is, it vill be awesome!" He tells you with his usual devilish smirk.

Japan seems unsatisfied with your answer but does not further inquire about it.

-Time skip by mochi Germany-
[-_-] <~ ((I failed sorry))

You were 'running' around the track again, already starting to breath quick and shallow, when Gilbert ran up beside you.

He took a look at your flushed face, and noticed your irregular breathing. "Hey _____, don't tell me you're getting winded already?!" He joked.

"Shut it *huff* Gil!" You manage to tell him curtly.

"Nej _____, you don't look so good!" He grabs your arm, stoping you. "Gilbert, I'm *puff* fine!" You pull from his grasp. "_____, at least go get a drink of water!" He ordered.

"I said *huff* I'm fine." You told him defiantly trying to walk away.

He only rolled his ruby eyes and drug you towards the house.

(Germany POV)

We had only been outside for another hour and a half and Italy and (c/n) are already lagging, Italy more so then (c/n) but still, we are almost finished for the day. Can't they hold out a little longer?!

"Feliciano, we are almost through." I try to encourage him. And I was about to go check on _____ next but Gilbert was already talking to her. I started towards them, but he started taking her to the house.

'Why would he do that?' I thought to myself.

-(Back to 2nd person with you the reader)-

You were in the kitchen with the Prussian. He handed you a tall glass of ice water.

You took the glass from his hand, lifting it to you lips. "Is there something wrong with your country Schatz?" He asks concerned.

You nearly choked on the liquid. "What? No! What would give you that idea?!" You exclaim shocked.

"You haven't been acting like your normal self... I guess it's, that you've been getting up later in the mornings, and now you're all out of breath, usually you pace yourself way better."

You momentarily pause, deciding on if you should tell him or not. You decide for it. "Actually Prussia..." You look at your feet, then back up. "You know how my country has big manufacturing districts?" He nodded. "I'm asthmatic, because of it. And the routine I usually follow decrees my chances of having an asthma attack... So I've been avoiding training."

"Why don't you just tell West, I'm sure he'll cut you some slack and-" "NO! I-I, I mean, no. I don't want him realizing how weak I really am." You said looking off to the side.

"Jou, really like meine kliner bruder, don't you?" He asks you.

You turn back to him blushing heavily. "Is it really that obvious?!" You shout worried.

The albino smirked. "Painfully. But probably just for me, I take fervent interest to notice everything about meine bruder. If you tell him what you just told me, I'm sure he will understand." He reassured.

You shook your head. "N-no, please, he'll see how feeble I really am! Please promise me you won't tell him!"

"Frau-" "Gilbert, please. Promise me."

Gilbert sighs in defeat. "Alright, Schatz, I promise." "Thank you Gil!" You quickly said relived. That's when you heard the side door open.

"Gilbert, _____, what are you doing?" Germany asks cautiously.

"_____, needed a drink so the awesome me had to help her!" Prussia stated as a matter-a-factly.

Germany didn't seem to believe it but just let it go simply stating. "Go finish up, we will be finished in another 15 minuets."

You and the Prussian friend went outside to finish up by doing some lunges.

-(Germany's POV)-
((Gosh, I hope I'm doing this POV stuff right!))

I watch them leave the kitchen, before returning outside myself. _____, did seem a bit flushed, and her staggered running was worse then usual.

I understand she doesn't have the same stamina as Gilbert or I but, it seems like if I train her harder, to build up her fiscal physique she seems to give up.

Personally I don't really understand. She seems to be very persistent when it comes to anything else, especially when it comes to improving herself, except when it comes to exercising.

I feel by me pushing her so hard with this to help her, I might actually be in effect pushing her away.

(Timeskip and POV back to 2nd)

You had changed out of your training clothes into something more comfortable for the rest of the evening. You had some time to yourself before dinner would be ready anyway. That's when you heard a light knock on your bedroom door.

"Come in."

In walks Italy. "_____, How are you feeling? You when inside before traing was done." "Alright, I suppose... Gilbert, found out about my asthma."

Feliciano looked a bit shocked. "And no Feli. He promised he wouldn't tell anyone, so we aren't telling anyone either."

"How'd he figure it out?"

"I was having trouble breathing."

"AH! Bella, that's not good!"

You sigh and roll your eyes. "I'm fine. Besides if I ever needed my inhaler you know where it's kept."

"I also thought that you said you'd keep it on you, for me, so I would stop worrying so much."

You winced a bit. "We'll I was then Ludwig almost noticed..."

"Alright, but are you ever going to tell him? You said you would."

"Yeah, I will, eventually... Hey, by the way, isn't your brother coming over for dinner tonight?" You say quickly changing the subject.

"Yeah, big brother Spain too! And it took a lot if convincing but they are! I had to promise Romano some pizza, and sit next to him instead of Germany."

You chuckled. "And what about Spain? Is he excited about coming over?"

"Si, he can't wait to hang out with Prussia! I'ma so excited all the axis together for dinner tonight!" Feli smiles.

"That's good Feli."

-(mini time skip to dinner)-

Once you were all down stairs, gathered around the dinner table you took notice how since Feli sat next to his brother, leaving you in his usual seat, next to your German crush. Prussia gave a sly smirk and Spain giggled next to him. You guessed since Prussia knew all along he had already told Antonio.

You blush at the thought.

Germany just gives them a stern glare, telling them they better behave, or else.

-(mini time skip into dinner)-

"Germany," Spain starts. "Have the Allies made any advancements that I don't already know about?"

"Neine, they haven't made so much as a notion of the idea recently. How is everything at your house?"

"Ah, the civil war is still going on, so there's that. But besides that, we're good, right Romano!?" He said turning and smiling towards his little Italian friend.

"Whatever~" he says flatly, and rolling his eyes.

"And has anything changed at all here? I mean within the axis household?"

"Kesesesesese~" Prussia laughed. "You're asking the wrong bruder, West is such the stiff, let me tell you all about the new weight room I'm building." He said proudly.

-(POV change to Germany)-

While Gilbert and Toni were talking, they keep looking at _____, I guess it usually wouldn't bother me, but... It was strange, it was almost like they were looking at her excessively, to the point that it seemed like they wanted me to notice...

Meine got!
No!

How did Gilbert manage to find out!? He's too clueless to have figured it out!

I feel myself start to sweat nervously. How long has he known? Is he going to tell her?

-(POV switch back & time skip)-

You started to clean up the table, and as you grabbed Ludwig's plate you saw him look at you nervously. You gave him an inquisitive look. But he abruptly stood up and left the kitchen.

You started to lower the dishes into the sink, to wash them. "Don't worry bella, leave it to me and my fratello!" Feliciano said cheerfully.

"Why do I have to help you, stupid!?"

"Because Lovino, we can talk while we work, and as soon as we're done we can bond some more!"

"Why don't the two of you just go and bond right now, and I can do the dishes." You say turning back to face the sink.

"No ragazza, me and my stupid brother are doing the dishes, and that's final!" He said moving you out of the way so he could work.

"Ve~ bella, why don't you go enjoy your time." Italy said taking a spot along side his older brother.

You gave a small smile, before rolling your eyes and walking off.

You stroll upstairs, to go back to your room.

As you open the door, you feel a presence behind you. "_____,"

You turn around to see Japan.

"Oh Kiku, is there something you needed?"

"Hai, eto, I saw Doitsu-San outside by himself, and I was thinking you should go outside to see him."

You thought about it for awhile, so you decided that's what you would do.

Once reaching the back porch, you saw Germany sitting on the top step of the stairs that leads to the running track. His military jacket unbuttoned and draped over his shoulders, his hat was placed in his hand.

You walked up beside him. "Ludwig, what are you doing outside by yourself?"

He turned around to face you, and you took the spot next to him on the stairs.

"Oh _____, I was, just ya know, thinking."

Some of Germany's slicked back hair was falling from place, and laying oh his forehead.

"What are you thinking about?"

Germany's suddenly got flustered, not knowing how to answer.

('Doitsu-San's' POV)

"What are you thinking about?"

I wasn't expecting that question. I couldn't just tell her that I was thinking about her...

"N-Nothing really, I was just thinking, East was saying that he's planning on working on the weight room all night tonight and all day during training so he can finish it by the day after. I think he's insane! He's going to wear himself out." I sighed.

I looked back at _____, she had a grateful look on her face. A smile gracing her features. The moonlight making her beautiful skin glisten.

"What?" She asked quietly.

"N-Nothing." I didn't realized she turned her attention back to me.

I could definitely feel my cheeks heat up.

This was a battle I wasn't going to win over my emotions. Time to retreat!"

(POV switch)

Germany abruptly stood up. "Uh, it's getting late. We should probably get to bed." With that he withdrew into the house.

You gave a small frown at his absence, before heading to bed yourself.

~(timeskip of timeskipieness)~

It was 7:00 and you were laying still in bed, just starring at the ceiling.

You were debating on getting up. This might be the last day you'd have to go without the weight room...

Maybe you should just start getting ready awhile. You walked into the bathroom that's attached to your bedroom. You put on your training clothes on then looked in the top left drawer. You opened it a little forcefully, sending your inhaler sliding to the front of the drawer.

You shook your head deciding that it was going to stay right where it is.

You pushed it back to the back of the drawer, before heading downstairs for breakfast.

Halfway down the stairs you came face to face with Germany. His features went stoic. "(c/n) I expect you outside in no more then 10 minuets." Then he left.

Your brow knitted together, and continued down into the kitchen to eat.

Once finished you saw Prussia heading towards the weight room with some supplies, and decided that you should get going too.

You exited the house, and walk towards the track. You began your push-ups and everything went smoothly for the first hour.

Then it was running time. You started around the track passing Japan and Italy, but when you got to the third lap, you could feel your airways constrict.

Looks like it was still too early in the morning to be doing any real exercising, but it was now to late for that.

Your breathing grew even more shallow then before. And your whole face was without question as red as a tomato.

You suddenly stumble to your knees. You put one hand on the ground and one to your chest. There's no way you're going to get out of this asthma attack without your inhaler.

That's when someone rests their hands on your shoulder.

"Ve~ _____, is everything alright?" You hear Italy ask worried.

You give a harsh cough. You hold up your hand trying to signify that you need your inhaler.

"Italy-San, she needs her inhaler!" You hear Japan say frantically.

At that Italy runs straight towards the house.

"What's going on?" You look up to see Germany, standing in front of you with a look of distraught pasted on his face.

You can't answer him, you try to continue breathing, but your airways have become so narrow that you're still taking small breaths.

Germany crouches down in front of you. Your throat starts to get filled by mucus choking you more. You coughed to the side, dislodging some of the substance from your throat.

You turned back at your friends, wheezing more then ever. You could feel yourself growing weaker, as you started to slouch. Germany held you by the shoulders to keep you from curling into a fetal position.

All you could do was keep wheezing, but it grew slower, and more difficult.

Then your heard the back door slam open. You just had to hang on for a little longer. Tears began to pick at your eyes. Germany definitely found you very helpless, and weak.

You heard Italy beside you, fumbling with your inhaler. "Meine got! Give it here!" You heard Prussia say, as he grabbed it from the Italian.

He knelt next to his younger brother, removing him, and taking his place. He lifted the inhaler, and set it into your mouth.

"1, 2, 3." He said as he pushed the button on top, and you inhaled as deeply as possible.

This repeated three more times, till you could breath easily again.

You hung your head gasping for cold oxygen, but also ashamed.

(POV switch to Germany)

I stood looking down at them. How come everyone else knew about this? I didn't want to admit it but, I was so scared.

"How come I wasn't informed, about this!?"

Prussia looked up at me, still holding on to _____. "Because she didn't want anyone to know, Italy and I had found out on two separate occasions by accident."

"Hai, and I had just figured it out all on my own." Japan looked at looked at me, almost apologetically.

I look back down at _____'s crouching form. "Everyone has been relived from their training for today." I tell them before heading towards the house.

(POV switch back)

You start to stand up.

"Are you alright Frau?" Prussia asks worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I, think I have to go talk to Ludwig."

You walk past your friends, and into the house.

Making your way to Ludwig's room, you inhale deeply, then knock on his door.

"Who is it?"

"_____..." You respond, trying not to let your voice crack.

There's a silence, you hang your head, thinking he's ignoring you. But the door opens, reveling Germany standing tall on the other side.

You look up at him. Instantly his expression softens, and then his eyes grow big.

"_____, why are you crying? Are you hurt?"

You lift your hand to your face, and feel tears staining your cheeks. You didn't even know you were crying.

"Ludwig, I came to apologize. I didn't want you know about my asthma."

"But why? That doesn't make any sense, if anything I'd think you'd want us others to know so we don't expect too much, or push you too hard. I'm guilty of that."

"I... I didn't want you to see me as weak. Someone who needed sheltered. I didn't want you to see me as an incompetent ally, who can't take care of herself. I wanted your respect... But I guess that was a long shot."

Germany tensed up, seeing his opportunity.

He enveloped you in a hug. Your eyes went wide, and a fervent blush took over your cheeks. You didn't dare look up at him.

"L-Ludwig?"

"_____, I could never see you as someone who I don't want as my ally. You are persistent, a hard worker, kind, passionate, and everything anyone could ever want in an ally." He spoke with such emotion.

"May-Maybe that's how I fell, in love with you." He whispered.

Your heart skipped a beat. Did he really just say what you thought he said?

He started to release you from the embrace, but you hugged him tighter. This made him stop.

"I... I love you too." You mumbled, still to embarrassed to face him.

He gave a content sigh, and a soft smile. He softly caressed your cheek, and guided you to look at him.

His smile melted your heart, it was the most gentle smile you had ever seen. He leaned in and placed his forehead on yours, then you shared a sweet kiss.

---

Alright, so I had actually done my homework on asthma, I did know a little to begin with since my brother, and one of my friends are asthmatic, but I learned about some different stages of it, and different symptoms so the story didn't suck. Granted, I may not have portrayed it 100% like the doctors do, but I'm not thy good of a writer yet.