Me- Hey so this is my first every story so please bear with me as I don't really know what I'm doing. So this is a Germany/Italy Fanfic with a bit of HRE/Italy. I hope you enjoy this and tell me what you think!

Boy x boy content, fluff, tragedy and there will also be some surprises along the way. There is also some out of characterness going on so please don't hate me

Flying Mint Bunny- Gemzstone does not own Hetalia or make profit from this story, it is just for your entertainment so please enjoy XD

Italy has been acting strange lately according to Germany, what could be wrong with our Italian friend. Find out as we go on a journey to the past to find out the really reason why Italy is such a coward and why he has been acting so strange.

-Hetalia-xXx-Hetalia-

"I'll be waiting. So let's be sure to meet again."

The small boy dressed all in black turns and gives a wave with tear filled eyes.

"No matter how many years pass, I'll love you the most of anyone in this world!"

A small auburn haired child reached out for the young boy wishing with all his might not to leave, but the blue eyed boy was getting farther away.

"Wait, wait what do I do…"

"HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE!"

Italy shot up in bed, his hand stretched forward trying to grab at the empty figure, his breathing heavy, cold sweat dripping down his back, making his clothes moist and sticky, with tear filled eyes ready to flow. Germany felt the sudden movement and turned to see the shaking Italian in his bed. So many questions ran threw his mind like;

*"How the Führer did he get into my house? Why is he in MY bed? Why is he here? Why is he shaking?... Why me?*

But the only words that left his mouth were

"Are you ok?"

mentally preparing to be jumped any second by the smaller man. The emotional Italian slowly turned to face the other silhouette in the darkened room, avoiding the Germans gaze, however no words left his mouth. This is when Germany knew something was wrong normally the young Italian would be all over him by now balling his eyes out screaming Germany, Germanyyyyyyyyy, but there was none of it. He wanted to comfort the Italian but didn't know how, since there are no books on how to comfort an upset Italian… as of yet. The only thing he could do was pull the sobbing man into an awkward embrace.

"*sigh* Italy, smile!"

Italy's eyes widened as the German pulled him into a somewhat awkward hug, but didn't do anything to stop it, so he rested his head on the man's chest. It bought a weak smile to his face to know that the German was there for him. Germany started to speak bringing him out of his thoughts,

"*sigh* did you have a nightmare?" the blonde said in a monotone voice

"um… do you want to talk about it?"

Italy could tell he wasn't comfortable with trying to comfort someone but at least he was trying.

"Ve, oh no its fine, I just saw England's face and it scared me so I woke up to find it's a dream"

Italy looked up to the taller man with a forced smile to show he was ok but he couldn't look at his blue eyes they looked so much like HIS. Italy couldn't take it anymore and started to fiddle with the hem of his pink tank top,

"um s-sorry, I know I shouldn't sneak into your bed but I just like sleeping with you Germany…oh uh I-I should um go home ve, s-sorry I was a pain. Ciao"

and then Italy suddenly shot out of Germany's bed and flew out the door leaving a trail of dust behind him. Germany just stared after the small Italian in shock, he knew something wasn't right when does Italy ever want to get out of a hug. Something was wrong, VERY wrong.

-Hetalia-xXx-Hetalia-

So why is Italy acting so strange?

Why did he have a night mare?

And HOW did he get into Germany's bed?

We will never know

Well we will find out the first two questions in the following chapters to come, so keep an eye out for them.

And please review on what you thought of the first chapter of my first ever story as that will make me very happy. Sorry for my grammar and stuff I know I'm not perfect. Also as a treat the next chapter should be up in a couple of hours.

So Ciao xxx

P.s will we ever find out how Italy gets into Germanys bed?

Führer- is a ruler of Germany like a President or Queen.