Hey guys! This is my first actual account and this is my first story! I have always had an obsession for Hetalia and I decided it was high time I made a fanfiction for it. This story is going to be pretty long but for now, I just wanted to write an intro for it. R&R and please, be kind about comments (Its my first fanfiction). Enjoy!


Rain Upon Italian Soil – Chapter 1

-Germany's (AKA Ludwig's) POV-

The first sight after I awoke: rays of light; it could have been more appreciated had it not been for the fact that it was daylight, stinging my eyes with all its glory. Daylight, the word somehow stuck a chord with him, like something was not right. Hmmmm… Oh yes! It is morning!

I suddenly jumped out of bed and ran towards my closet; I had to get ready for training. The clock read 6:00.

Scheiße!

I ran downstairs and threw open the front door.

Huh?

"Why hello there Germany-san," Japan politely greeted me.

Vat? Japan is as distant as efer but I realize zere's somesink amiss, vat is it?

"Hallo Japan, hallo Italy," I greeted back.

Oh ja! Hov coult I forget! Zee notorious Italy is not jumpink on me!

Italy has his head down, his eyes had a fiery passion and his eyebrow furrowed in deep thought.

"Italy, vat is vong? Are you okay?"

Silence enveloped us even though the birds were chirping and the earth was alive.

"Italy?" I once again asked.

Suddenly his head shot up and he was attentive to those around him.

"Sì? Mi dispiace, Germania. I am a thinking about a lot a right now and I a think it would be a best if I could a be excused from a morning practice." He simply stated and walked away to his car and drove it at, surprisingly, a normal speed all the way into the distance.

"Kimyōna…" Japan muttered under his breath.

"Vat?" I asked, not well versed in Japanese.

"Oh! Sorry Germany, I was just mentioning that he was acting strange just now." Japan explained. "Not that we shourd worry though. Itary wirr probabry go back to normar soon." He mentioned.

"I hope so…" I mumbled.

"Werr, Germany-san, prease excuse me, I must go as werr. China awaits my presence. See you at the Worrd Meeting tomarrow!" Japan mentioned as he walks away to his car.

"See you…" I muttered.

-A day later-

-Germany's (Ludwig's) POV-

-In conference room-

Everyone finally starts to arrive after the presented start time. Slowly but surely, England, America, Canada, France, China, Japan, Spain, Romano, Lichtenstein, Switzerland, Russia, Poland, Lithuania, Estonia, Latvia, Austria, and even Hungary all attended the meeting.

Vait, vere vas Italy?

"Romano, vere is your bruder, Feliciano?" I asked Lovino, hoping not to be socked in the face.

Romano gave me the "piss off" face that, as soon as he thought about what I said, turned into a "shit!" face. He immediately stood up and dashed out.

"Romano?" I called out to him. He was too far away to hear me.

That was the second time I'd seen a strange reaction from an Italian country. I was stupid enough not to pay any real attention to it though until it was too late.

-3 years later-

-Germany's (Ludwig's) POV-

It had been 3 years since I had seen that bubbly Italian around… 3 years since I woke up with a warmth by my side… 3 years since I've been hugged by someone… 3 years since I have spoken with dear Feliciano.

A year shpoult have been enough! I musht go and see vat is vrong vis Italy!

As soon as I stood from my couch in determination, the phone rang. I walked over to answer it, I could spare some time.

"Hallo?" I asked.

"Hola mi amigo!" Spain strained a happy voice.

"Vats vrong Shpain? Did shpomsink happen?" I questioned with instant concern.

"Mi amigo…" Spain started to whine, "Romano has been missing for 3 years! Ever since that meeting in America when he ran out, he has not come back! At first I thought he was just hanging out with Feli but I don't know anymore!" He broke into deep sobs.

"So vait, Veni and Roma are bos missink?!" I exclaimed.

Oh no! Zis cannot be happenink!

-Italy's (Feliciano's) POV-

"Romano, when will you a stop a being mad at a me? Mi fratello, the boss a said it is a for the a best! Nobody will a get a hurt if they a peacefully agree, sì?" I asked my brother.

"Sì, but-!" Romano started.

"No buts fratello!" I growled. "We have a spent a far too long and a far too a much preparing. Now is the a time! No more a hesitation! We will a finally have a the power, control, peace, happiness, and a prosperity we a desire! I will a finally fulfill Holy Roman Empire's a dream! You can a just sit around and a order Spain to clean his a own house! Our boss has aspired to a greatness before, so why a not now? Let us a just a follow the orders now, sì? We can also beat a up all a the countries who a made a fun of us before! We a can be the strong a ones now!" I reasoned

"Fine…" Romano gave in.


Did you enjoy the first chapter of my first fanfiction? I know it's short now but R&R so I can determine whether or not to continue releasing the world within my brain of fandoms. XD Hope you all liked it!