A young girl looked at the two crates standing in the middle of her living room. The crate was larger than her, which confused her. She was supposed to get two Hetalia "Units", but the boxes out-sized her! She picked up the two manuals of her small coffee table.

Instrution Manual for Lovino Vargas.

She nodded. Okay, at least I got Romano, she thought satsified. She read the next one. Instruction Manual for Feliciano Vargas. "I got both of the Italy brothers?," she thought outloud. "Well, that explains why there's two." She flipped Romano's manual open to activation.

"How to Activate Lovino(Romano)"

She stopped when she heard something. Something was hitting one of the crates... From the inside.

"C-ciao*?," a weak voice came from inside the slightly smaller crate. The girl's eyes widened. Italy! She dropped the manuals and hurried to the crate. "Is anybody there?", the voice came again. "S-si*, there is", the girl said nervously. "Can you please get me out?", Italy asked. "Of course! One moment!", she replied. She firmly grabbed the front of the crate. "Step back please!" Without another moment, she ripped the front of the box off. Many people had been impressed by her strength. She threw the piece of wood to side. In the box stood a boy - slightly younger than her - with light brown hair and a curl sticking out of the left(right looking at him) side of his head. He smiled.

"Grazie*!", Italy thanked. "I'm-a Feliciano! You can call me Italy!" The girl smiled. "I'm Tara."

QUICK AUTHOR NOTE! Tara has shoulder length dark-brown hair with dark green eyes. Basically, I made her exactly like myself appearance wise, and personallity wise. She's a tomboy and hates girly-crap. She's got a bad temper, but is normally nice and caring. She's a bit taller than Italy and about Romano's height(bit shorter). Oh yeah, I DO NOT OWN THIS IDEA! It's inspired by the MANY others fics with this. BACK TO THE STORY!

Italy opened his light brown eyes. "That's such a bella* name!" Tara smiled. "Grazie*." She looked at Romano's box. "How do we wake up your brother, or do you know?" Italy stepped out of the box and looked.

"Fratello*!", Italy said happily. He looked at Tara, brown meeting green. "Do you have any tomatoes?" Tara smirked. "Of course."

"ROMANO, TOMATOES!", they both yelled in unison.

And thus the banging started. "GET ME OUT OF HERE!," a familiar angry Italian yelled. Tara laughed lightly. "Stand back!" Again, she tore the front of the box, showing a shocked Romano. His draker-brown hair was a little ruffled, his curl sticking out the other way from his brother. "What just happened?!", he nearly yelled. Tara smiled and tossed the front by the one from Italy's box.

"I'm Tara, your new owner", she answered simply. Romano scowled. "Oh great! A fangirl!" Tara's expression snapped. Her smile turned into a scowl, her teeth showing. And her kind eyes were hard and cold, now a death-glare. "Call me a fangirl again," she growled. "And you'll wishI was one." Romano's eyes widened but quickly reverted to normal.

"You got any roommates, Tara-san?," Italy asked innocently. Tara shok her head. "No, I live alone. No family, no friends, just me." Italy looked a little saddened. "O-oh, I'm-a sorry for asking..." Tara smiled. "Don't worry! I don't mind! Come on, I'll show you two to your rooms." Tara lead them out of her living room, wondering how they would affect her life. How will I be able to support two more people? It's hard enough for just me!, she thougth a bit worried. And what if I get more? No lie I'll order anymore... But what about Cynthia? She'd get me everyone in a heartbeat..., she shook off the thoughts. Cynthia was her best friend, and was a bit wealthy.

She lead the two Italian brothers to the spare bedroom. "There's two beds. Don't kill each other, got it?" Italy smiled. "Grazie! We-a won't!" Romano rolled his eyes. "No promises, bella*..." He stopped realizing what he said. He blushed as red as - well - a tomato! He rushed in the bedroom, slamming the door close. Italy tilted his head slightly. "What's wrong with him?," he wondered outloud. He shruged and smiled. "Oh well! Buonanotte*!" He gave a wave and slipped in the room. Tara gave a small laugh. Maybe this won't be too bad, she thought happily.

xxxXXXxxx

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. And NO, there will NOT be OcXRomano, or any insertions! Only fangirls*coughCynthiacough*. Romano and Italy will be more like brothers to her... Of yeah, translations!

ITALIAN

Ciao = Hello/Goodbye

Si = Yes

Grazie = Thank You

Bella = Beautiful

Fratello = Brother

Buonanotte = Good Night

READ AND REVIEW!