Hetalia fantasy.

Prologue.

*dream*

Tears streamed down her face as the man in front of her pounds the glass wall. She couldn't hear him.

"Runa... Dont leave me, amore." the man yelled in a thick Italian accent.

The brunette's tears still fall like rivers. She loves him. What kept them apart was the think glass wall. It wasn't a wall at at… It was a barrier. Shamolians orHetalians can't break through.

"Lovino!" she screamed.

The Italian gave her a sign stating he loves her before vanashing from her sights*

*end dream*

The young woman woke up on a train to Dublith, her "home town".

It wasn't really her home town but she lived there.

" it was a dream? Who was that man?" she said to herself with a slight blush on her face. She never saw a man like him before. "was he the devil or an angel?" she thought.

A week before, she was given an assignment to investigate an alchemical array near The outskirts of Dublith.

"why me, sir?" she asked the man in front of her.

The man she was talking to was her boss and leader of her country. Fuhrer King Bradley. He was close to be sixty and doesn't look a day over forty. His jet black hair was slicked back and an eye patch covering his left eye.

"I am sure you'll do fine, Amestris. You are the personification of this country, my dear. That's why. " the fuhrer answered her.

The young woman glanced at him as if he was insane.

"fine sir. Please, call me by my human name." she said.

"And what is your human name?"

"It's Runa Curtis, your excellency."

A week later, she was on the train to the town of Dublith. It takes about three days to get there. She kept herself busy by reading her notes and newspapers. It was just common for amestrians to do this on a locomotive like she's on now. She couldn't help but to think about the dream she had. The man named "Lovino". She remember the name meaning in aerugian for " the wine". However, she doubt she'll meet this man in her dream.

She arrived to Dublith a day later. She felt the warm air that greeted her skin. She haven't forgotten the touch of a warm winter air of the southern part of her country. The sound of her boots hitting the wooden platform of the station as she walked towards the direction of the transmutation circle was at. With her suitcase in tow, she walked alone.

It was passed 3 o'clock in the afternoon when she arrived at the site. She sat down and opened her notebook and her fountain pen and start taking notes. As she touched the circle, a flash of bright blue light and she felt like she was transported to another place.

Meanwhile...

Lovino was your average Italian man. Suave, handsome, and a tad rough. His peridot eyes scanned the outskirts of Florence, Italy to see something not out of the ordinary. He combed his chocolate locks back in annoyance leaving his curl alone. Something caught his eye. A pair of motorcycle boots on the side of the road. He ran to the boots and found a young woman about his age.

She had long milk chocolate hair. She wore a long cobolt blue jacket, a tight black miniskirt, a white tank top and a silver chain belt. Hooked to her belt loop was a silver chain. Lovino never saw a woman like her before. Maybe in his dreams but not in real life.

"Lei è bellissima." he said in his native tongue before picking her up and took her to his Audi. With her was her suitcase and notebook written in Italian.

"where did she come from?" he asked himself.

He pulled into a cobblestone drive way of his villa he shares with his two younger brothers, Feliciano and Marcello. He carried her bridal style to a spare bedroom and her stuff too. He placed her gently on a king size bed.

Lovino was a curious man. He took her suitcase to the other side of the bed and opened it. He saw lacy bras and panties, several leather miniskirts, Tank tips and various hygiene products. These items made him have a nosebleed.

He glance back at the woman sleeping. She stirred in her slumber as if she was waking up.

Lovino, quickly, put everything of hers away, but something fell out of the pocket. It was her Id card. He glanced at it and found her name was Runa Curtis. But She's No mere human….She's like him. A Country.

Her eyes fluttered of awaking from a dreamless slumber, A pair of peridot eyes stares at her gold eyes.

"WAHHHHHHH" the girl screamed as she don't know where she is or who she's with.

"Sheesh, woman. calm down. Damnit." He commanded.

"Who are you? Where am I?" She asked in a panick.

"You are in Florence, Italy. My villa to be presiced and My Name Is Lovino Vargas. Or Romano." He said trying to calm the Amestrian down.

"Lovino…..?" She stared at him with curiosity. Memorizing his features and his name. He was the Guy from her dream!