All my life all I've ever wanted to do is change my past. Save my friend, Holy Roman Empire. Save him from the disaster I knew awaited him in the future. I knew I couldn't though, I knew that if I tries I would change the present a lot. It was just something I thought I needed to do.

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"Ve~ Doitsu! Doitsu! I need your help!" Italy said in his normal, cheerful voice/mood.

The tall, blonde with blue eyes, German man looked down on the Italian boy and sighed. "What is it now Italia?" He asked, a headache already coming.

Italy smiled. "Come help me make white flags for battle."

Germany sighed again, unhappy about this request. "You honestly don't know what it means to be a soldier."

The Italian barely listened as the German lectured him again. Italy didn't care at all.

"Kon'nichiwa. I am sorry I am late." Another voice said.

"Nihon ~ Nihon!" Italy yelled, getting up and hugging the Japanese man that just entered.

"Italia, get off of me." Japan said, pushing Italy away.

"Guten taq, Japan. Mein Gott, you aren't late. The meeting hasn't even started yet." Germany said, getting off the ground to greet Japan.

"Oh good. Well, what are we waiting out here for? Let us go in and great all of our friends." Japan answered with a smile.

"Ve~ Sounds good to me." And with that, the three entered the meeting room.

It was chaotic. America was fighting with England. France was trying to grope Romano. Spain was trying to save Romano. Russia was sitting there, resting his arm on Latvia. China was trying to calm everyone down with candy. Greece was sleeping. And Prussia, Prussia was being perverted because Austria was there.

Germany sat next to Prussia.

"Ah, West you've finally arrived." Prussia said, now petting his bird.

"Yes…" was all he said back.

Japan sat in between Greece and Turkey, far away from China as possible.

And Italy, he sat next to Romano.

"Fratello," he said, now looking at Romano, "what's going on?"

Romano looked at Italy and grabbed a tomato to nom on. "Ah, you know, America said something stupid. And that tea-bastard had to disagree of course. The cat-loving-bastard fell asleep… not a surprise there. It's the same as always." He answered, taking a big bite of the tomato.

The bickering continued until someone stood up. It was Canada. "Um, m-maybe we should start the m-meeting?"

Cuba also stood up. "America is right, we should start the meeting."

America looked at Canada and Canada sat down, curling into a ball. "I'm not America, I'm Canada."

Cuba sat down and the meeting began.

For once, the meeting was fairly calm. Everyone was listening, no one blurted out, and everyone took turns.

Soon, it was America's turn. He picked up a large box and set it on the table.

"Since I'm the Hero, I thought we would need this." America opened the box and pulled out something that looked like a toaster with headphones.

"Oui, we do need a toaster. Just set it over there with the coffee machine, mon ami." France said.

"America, you bloody git, we don't need a toaster!" England said, raising his voice a little more with each word.

"It isn't a toaster!" America shouted, "It's a time-traveling machine. I know we all have something we did in the past that we want to change. So, I made it. Any volunteers to try it?"

Italy stared at America, dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it, was this his chance to change his past? He could save HRE right now. Italy raised his hand quickly. "Ve~ I'd like to try it."

"Very good." America said.

Before America was able to coo Italy over, Germany stood up quickly and attempted to stop this. "Italia. Don't do it. We don't even know if it will work. What if it kills you? I forbid you from using it."

Italy sat back down, obeying Germany's order.

"Wait a minute." Romano said, also standing up. "If Italy wants to use it, he should be able to. You can't tell him what to do anymore, you potato-bastard. This isn't word war 2. He doesn't have to listen to you."

Italy pulled Romano back into his seat. "It's okay Fratello. If Doitsu doesn't want me to use it, then I won't."

America looked at Italy after finishing another hamburger. "Well, Ita-Chan, if you ever change your mind, call me. I'd be more then happy to let you use it. After all, I am the Hero."

Italy thanked him and England stood up to protest more.

The meeting ended in no time. The rest of it was really boring. And Italy was looking forward to going home for pasta and then, gelato.

While eating a plate of pasta, Italy couldn't help but think of the time-traveling machine. How worried Germany looked when he volunteered. But, he also couldn't help but think that Romano was right. If he wanted to use it, he should be able to. There was no war at the moment, and Italy didn't have to listen to Germany if he didn't want to.

But Germany, the look of concern and worry on his face when Italy volunteered. Though it doesn't seem like it at times, Germany really does care about Italy. If Germany didn't want Italy to use it, he probably had a good reason for it.

"Romano is right, but Doitsu cares!" Italy said to himself, trying to decide whether or not to use it.

Italy fought with himself for hours on whether or not he should use it. Soon, a day passed. Still no decision. All Italy had to do is take out his phone and make a date, but he wasn't sure if he should.

"I know Romano is right, but should I do it? For once in my life, I would be disobeying an order from Doitsu." Italy was thinking hard about this. He didn't want to just use it without thinking.

More days passed and Italy finally made a decision.

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Ciao all. I know it seems short so far. But, I worked hard on this. I guess that means it is crappy. Yeah, every time I work hard on something that means it's crappy. Anyways, I hope you liked it. I did work hard on it. And, now that school has started, it may take a little time before the next chapter is up. So, review and like it please~! Love y'all 3 I know, my Italy seems a little weird, but that's how I feel he should be. Anyways… kessessesse. Enjoy~! Hasta la Pasta~!