Authors note: Hey there, long time no see. To all of my Teen Titans fans who are possibly reading this, as you have probably figured out by now, I'm not finishing the stories I started. I'll see what I can do with the Avatar one over the summer, but that's pretty much it.
Since I last saw you, I have become extremely addicted to Hetalia; Therefore, I feel the need to write some stories for them too… This one however is not an original story by me, it's a doujinshi I saw on youtube so I got in contact with the original owner and asked if I could ut it on fanfiction they said yes. This is not my story I do not own this story, I did add some things, but it's full rights to the original owner. I DO NOT OWN here you go! (BTW if you don't watch/ read Hetalia, yes this is a love story between two males. Not your thing? MOVE ALONG AND GET LOST) Cheers! ^^
It was a bright beautiful day, and it reminded him of the day they said good-bye…
"I'll be back! And we will become one! I promise!" He said as he waved good-bye. He carried off Italy's push broom along with Italy's love for Holy Roman Empire.
"I'll be waiting!" Italy said with tears in his eyes! "And when you return I will give you a big hug and treats!"
Italy smiled at the memory as he continued with the chores that Mr. Austria had assigned him for the day. When he had just finished folding the napkins and was about to leave the room to fetch water, he heard a small chirp from the cracked window. He turned to see a yellow finch with a small white daisy lying in front of it. It was a sign from him.
Italy quickly walked to the window, opened it slightly more, and picked up the flower. A yellow finch carrying a flower was a sign the Holy Roman Empire had chosen to show Italy that he was coming home. Italy smiled, but there was a small pang of worry in his heart.
"I am looking forward to seeing him," Italy thought out loud. "We've both grown up so much, and we have changed in many ways... but not our feelings. But it still makes me anxious… Every time he visits, he has more scars and bruises lining his now muscular back. He is becoming weak…"
Italy bowed his head and sniffed the flower with a small tear in his eye. "It was the same with Grandpa Rome…I cannot help but feel anxious…"
Over the next few days, Italy worked harder than ever make the house even cleaner for Holy Roman Empire's return. Miss Hungary too worked slightly harder than usual. Even Mr. Austria seemed to have a sparkle in his eye when he overheard Italy and Hungary talking about Holy Roman Empire. It seemed the whole house was excited and anxious for his arrival!
The next day, in the same room where Italy had received countless flowers from Holy Roman Empire informing him that he was on his way, Italy was polishing the silver wear. He couldn't help but smile when the image of Holy Roman Empire sneaked back into his mind. This was soon brought with a blush for Italy still remembered when Holy Roman Empire had leaned in and kissed him. They were both still small countries back then and were doing childish things, but that didn't stop Italy from enjoying the memory.
Suddenly, Italy heard a 'knock knock' from the window and turned to see Holy Roman Empire holding a small yellow daisy. Italy smiled and rushed towards the window, opening it fully and greeting Holy Roman Empire with a blushing smile. "Welcome! It's been so long!"
Holy Roman Empire said nothing but instead smiled and handed Italy the daisy. It really is amazing how fast he had grown. The boyish features that Italy had grown so used to seeing at this window were gone completely and replaced with handsome, defined cheekbones. His blue eyes had become lighter in the years, but they never sparkled as much as they did today. His usually combed back hair, he had decided to let fall free letting the bangs wisp his forehead letting his golden hair catch the sun's rays and reflect with a subtle shine.
Italy smiled back and took the daisy, and inhaled the small delicate flower and grinned at the familiar sent it gave off. He tilted his head away from the flower and back to Holy Roman Empire. But not to his change in appearance, but to his usual Black cloak. This wasn't extremely different for Italy since he had seen it plenty of times on him when they were kids, but for the majority of the time when Holy Rome came to visit, he'd chose a lighter shirt with a pastel color. Why was this time different?
"Oh," Italy said expressing his thoughts. "You came in your uniform this time, did something happen Holy Rome?"
Holy Roman Empire smiled slightly, but looked at the bright green grass beneath his boots. "Yes, you see. There is a big war coming… this was announced when I showed up at the war council." He picked up his head and grinned fully revealing perfect white teeth. "But I wanted to come and see you before I left."
"A big w-war?" Italy's voice stuttered slightly painful flashbacks of Grandpa Rome coming home to wash and revealing scars covering his back so wrapped itself around Italy's mind.
This is just as I thought…
"B-but Holy Rome, that's why you get so tired!" Italy said. "You do too much; don't you get tired when you're like this?"
Day by day he grows…
"But I was looking forward to seeing you, to spending time with you, like we used to when we were younger…I don't like the thou-"
Holy Rome cut him off with a hug. Italy was surprised that he could reach the window for it used to be higher than he could reach. He truly was growing…
"How do you feel?" Holy Rome asked as he pulled back, but didn't let go, looking into to Italy's large amber eyes.
I'm feeling deeply anxious…
Holy Rome smiled sadly and leaned towards Italy's ear and said, "Even if I cannot do impossible things, we will still meet again." He pulled away a second time. "If it can be finished, I'll come again."
Why is it like that?
"Until then, take care." Holy Rome kissed Italy's hands and turned to walk back up the path that he had taken to get here.
I'll end up not meeting him anymore… A second time…
"NO WAIT!" Italy shouted after him, he lunged forward and met face first with the soft green grass. He felt pain all over his face more than likely from bruises that would appear in the morning, but none so painful than the tears that wear streaming down his face at the thought of never seeing Holy Roman Empire again.
Holy Rome turned sharply, ran back and knelt down in front of Italy picking him up and sitting him on his knees. "Are you alright?"
"I…I" Italy couldn't seem to find the right words. When they were little, Holy Rome used to chase Italy shouting, "You must become one with the Roman Empire! You must! Stop please!" This used to frighten Italy because he used to think he was trying to take advantage of him when he was a weak assembly of other countries. It wasn't until later that Italy realized Holy Rome's true feelings. Italy knew what to say.
"PLEASE!" Italy managed to choke out between tears. "Please! I-I want to become one with the Holy Roman Empire! Please! Let's the two of us unite as a pacific country and live in happiness!" Italy said all he could say with the breath he could find. The tears were dropping like bullets onto his apron.
He looked up to see a rather shocked Holy Roman Empire. "I-Italy….what…"
But Italy would not let him finish. "I keep making Mr. Austria angry! He didn't used to be like this! Because you praised me! Always asking for him to give me another chance! Miss Hungary is comforting, and a wonderful friend, but she isn't the same as you! THEREFORE I WANT YOU TO COME BACK!"
Holy Rome did not know what to say. All my life, my dream, to walk alongside you and only you… He thought to himself.
He sighed with a smile of relief. "In the end, you could always see right through me Italy. You've finally accepted my request for you to join me and live together in happiness?"
Holy Rome put his fingers on Italy's chin and lifted his face towards him. Italy's eyes wear red and puffy along with his small nose and his cheeks wear stained with tears of sadness and worry. As one last tear escaped from his amber eyes, Holy Rome brushed it away with his thumb.
"Italy," He said gently and softly. "You do not need to worry. I will come back to you without fail. I promise."
With those words, Holy Rome leaned in and kissed Italy's small, soft lips. Italy was shocked by this sudden action, but he refused to show it. They had not kissed since they were little, but this one seemed different. Now that they were older, they could make the promise to live together in happiness. Holy Rome pulled his lips away and smiled. "I promise I will come back Italy."
"I believe you." Italy smiled with new tears, of happiness. "Thank you…. Holy Rome"
"No," Holy Rome said kissing Italy's forehead, "Thank you."
From the day I was born, you've been my life Italy.
They sat there holding each other while Italy cried into Holy Rome's Cloak. Italy knew however, he had to let go.
TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER TWO! So please keep reading and stay tuned! O3O