Hello! So this is my first fanfic. In this story, I put my idea of how HRE becomes Germany.

I do not own Hetalia! If I did, Chibitalia and Italy would be different people. Making chibitalia a girl, and ending up with HRE!

1. Chaos At My Place

My name is Holy Roman Empire. But you can just call me Holy Rome. A little while ago, a musician called Austria, came to live in my house. He soon married a young woman named Miss Hungary.

Not long after, a young girl named Italy came to live in my house.

At first, I was annoyed. I didn't want another girl in the house. She was clumsy, greedy, and quite a bit of a ditz. Her hair was in an almost boyish cut, with a silly curl off one side of her head. But my ill-feelings didn't last long.

I had to admit, it was endearing the way she tripped, or needed help. It wasn't long until I was in love. But I couldn't tell her that. She seemed oblivious to my feelings. Maybe they weren't mutual? I don't know, I always had trouble understanding girls.

Over time, I found myself getting closer to Italy. I felt that we might be able to become good friends someday. Or maybe. . . Something more? Maybe it was dangerous to think such things.

One day, I decided to let some of feelings known to Italy. However, it didn't go as I had planned.

I had asked her to come to the courtyard with me. "Italy," I started. "I want to be with you forever. Please. . . I want you to join with me! Let us become one great nation!"

"No!" She yelled clear and strong. "No, I can't!"

"What?" I stammered. "Why not?"

"Because!" She answered. "I don't want you to turn out like my Grandpa Rome! He became so big and Powerful! But he became too big, and fell because of it! He had scars all over his body! I don't want that to happen to you!" She broke off.

Of course. Why hadn't I thought of that? She lost her Grandfather not long ago. I know it was hard for her. I probably just brought up bad memories. I can't believe I was so thoughtless, she must hate me now! But, the way she said it… It sounded like she was protecting me? Like… She cared for me?

"I understand." I told her quietly. "I'm sorry." I turned away from her, and ran to my room.

"Wait!" She called out. "Holy Rome!" But I couldn't take it right now. I made it into my room, and thought.

AN:

Hello! Okay, so here's the thing. I wrote this, as in the ENTIRE STORY, between 10pm and 4am, and the internet was down. That would account for any mistakes I may have made in the time line. Also! I do not ship yaoi! Just for the record.

That's it! This will be my first fanfic, so please give your opinions! Thank you!