Hi, guys!

For those of you who have seen a few of my other fics, you'll probably call me stupid. Why? Because: I have umm... 4 fics, I guess that are MULTI-CHAPTERED, AND ARE NOT FINISHED YET (although one of them is on the verge of finishing, yay!) So... I hope this crossover works out well, because it's Hetalia crosseovered with FF13... so... yeah...

WARNING: OOC , for some characters (maybe, but I'll try o keep that to a minimum), and the rest... go make your own warnings, 'cus I don't know what else to warn you about right now... oh, and typos.

Disclaimer: Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya, and FF13 belongs to Square Enix.

And, as mch as I hate to say this: NO YAOI!

Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

Hope arrives in Germany!

Hope.

Just a simple boy (with a weird name#shot), who is now sleeping in his room, at his house, in his home in Palumpolum.

Or... was he?

Morning came quiet fast, this time. Sunlight poured down from the window across his bed. That forced him to wake up. He could guess that he only slept for what, 3 hours. His vision was still quiet hazy, since he just woke up. But then, everything started to clear up, and he realized that he wasn't in his room!

"What the- where am'I? This isn't my room!" Hope said to himself, and then proceded to get himself off of the bed. He then walked out of the room, and proceded to down the stairs, having no idea where he was going.

"HEY! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU, AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

Hope suddenly heared someone scream. It sounded like it was directed to him. That voice also seems to have an accent, although it's not like the one Vanille and Fang have.

Wait. That scream was directed at him. That means-

'Oh, crap!'

He ran down the stairs as fast as he could, but then bumped into someone. This man seems to have an irritated expresion, and a look that could kill. Either he's not a morning person, or he got angry because Hope bumped into him, he doen't know. Hope also noticed something strange. Never before has he seen a person with a hair sticking out of their heads, and form a curl.

"I-I'm sorry!" Hope immedietly said, so as not to irritate the man more (or so he thinks), while bowing deeply.

"Damn it! First having to stay in potato bastard's house, THEN bumping into this guy! Great, just GREAT!" The other man said, angirly, oblivious to coming from the hallway on the second floor.

The voice got closer, and closer, then Hope turned to look behind him, and saw the man screaming at him, charging like a bull.

Then, he tackled Hope.

"Gah!"

"Germany, what the fuck are you doing?" The man with the strange curl said, his tone sounded like he got more irritated.

"Wha- oh. Your just a child," The man named Germany said, after looking at the boy he just tackled.

"Oww... what was that for?" Hope said, rubing the back of his head, after Germany got off of him.

"Sorry, kid. Tomato bastard here just got a little too paranoid," The man with the strange curl said, apoligizing to Hope, which made Germany suprised.

"Romano... since when do you... apoligize to people?" Germany asked the man who was adressed as Romano just now.

"Wait, WHAT?" Romano suddenly said, and Hope jolted.

"Umm... excuse me, but where's the exit?" Hope asked them, and Romano immedietly pointed to the door in front of them, then got back to "talking" with Germany.

"Err... thanks, I guess?" Hope said, and he proceded to walk to the front door.

Just as Hope was about to open the door, Germany called out to him.

"Hey, kid!" Germany said, and Hope turned his head to him.

"Yes?" Hope said.

"What's your name?" Germany asked the boy. Hope put on a confused look, but answered anyway.

"Hope. Hope Ethseim" (1) Hope said to the two men.

"Err... right, then..."Germany said, and Hope walked out of the house.

'That's a weird name,' Romano thought to himself. Then, Italy came out of nowhere.

"Ve~, I made some pasta, guys. Who was that just now? I thought I heard someone talking to you guys," Italy said to them, with is oh so oblivious, cheery look.

"No one, Italy. You don't need to worry about it," Germany said, hesitating, and Italy seemed to notice that.

'Germany's weird today...' Italy thought to himself, but shrugged it off. "Anyway, c'mon! You don't want the pasta to get cold, right?" Italy said to both of them, then proceded to walk back to who-knows-where.

'Pasta maniac...' Romano and Germany thought at the same time.

Palumpolum, Cocoon.

"Huh, where's Hope?" Lightning asked.

"I dunno. Probably out right now?" Fang said to her.

"Nah, can't be. He had a pretty tough day yesterday, so he should be sound asleep right now," Snow said to the two.

"I'll go look for him in town," Lightning said to both of them, then got out of the room. She had a worried look on her face.

Back at Germany (the country of course, not the personification)

Hope was walking aimlessly in Berlin (that's where he is right now), and he thought to himself,'God, this is going to be another weird day, is it?'

TBC

Hi. So what did you think about this chapter? Bad? Boring? To short? Fucking trash? A waste of time? Bullshit?

Anyway, I'm pretty happy about being the first person to do this croosover fandom, but I also hope this won't be the last one.

Also, don't expect much out of me, 'cus I fell victim to the dreaded writer's block.

Reviews are loved, anyone that flames will be cursed for the next 7 generations.

I'm serious.

(1) I hope I didn't write Hope's last name wrong.