Hello there everybody! This is my very first time writing a Gerita fanfic so I'm sorry if i make any mistakes or some OCs are OOC! I'm not used to writing such long stories as I have mine planned out xD lol but I will try to keep the chapters coming weekly, or even sometimes daily!

But onto the story at hand, I've had this idea in my head for so long and really wanted to write it out! I have been inspired by some of the longer fanfictions I've read already, so I hope to do Gerita justice with this story! I hope you all will enjoy it as well! Thank you!

I don't own Hetalia! This amazing story belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya (I hope I spelled his name right LOL)!

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Chapter 1: Prologue

...I have a slight problem on my hands right now... Or rather, quite the large dilemma if you will. You see, at this moment, I have no idea where I am, or who I am in fact. I'm just floating here, in pitch black darkness, waiting for something, or someone, to come along on their merry way to tell me where the hell I am, and what the hell is going on...

However, despite the fact that I am utterly clueless about basically everything about myself, there is one thing that continues to nag in the back of my mind. Like a small humming; to me it feels like, when you're longing for something so much, you can still remember the feeling long after you've forgotten everything else about yourself...

The weak mental image of this man who I've never met, nor could ever imagine what he could be like in real life, continues to burn behind my eyes as they close with each blink. The strange thing is, even when I try to make the picture clearer, I can still only catch a glimpse of his features; pale skin, soft blonde hair... oh and the most strikingly blue eyes I feel I've ever seen!

It feels as if I've known these features for a long time, yet I can't seem to pick up anything else about this man...

I continue to float here in the darkness that never seems to end, with the hope that one day i might be able to recognize those few details my memories will allow me to see...

After who knows how long I have been floating here, I close my long since tired eyes, only to be met with a surprise; A sentence. A single phrase that seemed to pop out of nowhere. Coming closer and closer for me to be able to read it out loud...

'...Feliciano...'

My hands twitch at the deep, slightly husky voice muttering the name, a namr that feels so familiar to me.

'...Feliciano... Feli... Do not worry... even if it takes me 10,000 years... or 1,000 lifetimes...I will find you again...'

Unknowingly tears began to prickle at the sides of my eyes, both staying shut tight, not wanting this small yet memorable moment to end; to fade away.

'...Ich leibe dich... Feliciano...'

"ve... v-ve..." Faint sobs would arise from my chest as i lay there, continuing to float in place, unable to understand why, but I was crying from these few words. Such words that seemed to strike a cord in my heart, the longing continuing to grow from that spot in the back of my mind. I could feel it, the memories coming back, the scenes, the feelings, the senses I had used to feel...

"v-ve... c-come back... d-dont leave..." then suddenly it would go dark, my body disappearing into nothingness as i whispered a name.

"...L-lud...Ludwig...!"

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Silence found its way throughout the entire classroom as a young man with chesnut brown hair, and vibrant hazel eyes, was panting, standing up from his desk. Fresh tears would be sliding down his lightly tanned cheeks, his slim fingers gripping the desk as he looked down.

Had it all been a dream? A cruel dream that for some reason he couldn't understand, was turning his usually happy demeanor into an unsually, unhappy one? Said boy had no time to think, however.

As the door to his classroom was suddenly opened.

And Feliciano's eyes couldn't have gotten any wider.

~to be continued~