HOORAY FOR SHITTY TITLES! *cough* aaaaanyways. So it's about 12:20 AM PST over here, and I am tired. Please forgive any mistakes you may catch, as well as anything that does not make sense. I have been up since about 6:30 AM this morning, and I really want to go to bed, but I had to finish this fanfic, and draw a GrimmIchi pic for my friend… SO YEAH that should explain everything. Please review and it MIGHT just turn into a Doujinshi! MIGHT! I'm not too good at Dojinshi or sprite or smut or anything like that, so I'll probably just go off of one of the RP's I've done… anywhore. READ~ Oh by the way this story is only about 2 ish, maybe 1 ½ Microsoft Word pages long.

Disclaimer- I do not own Hetalia, if I did, then it would be a Yaoi, and GerIta would be the main pairing. And there would be rape. LOTS AND LOTS of rape. Mostly Franada~

EDIT: Hey guys, thanks so much for reading this! I especially want to thank Sigery97, speadee, love-for-bakas, sanemadness, and Anya-Chan17 for reviewing! I really appreciate it, and you were all so sweet! This is especially for speadee, because you recommended that I change it a little to make it easier to read. So I did! Thank you so much! *gives pasta* ANYWHORE please enjoy~ *disappears to go rape Italy*

CHILDHOOD

~#~ Italy ~#~

"Ve~ Doitsu!" I called from the kitchen.

"What do you want Italien?" Came the husky reply from the living room. I knew that I had just interrupted something, but I pushed it to the back of my mind.

"Ve~ I was just wondering if you wanted to try some of the Pasta I just made! It's a new recipe! I made Kiku try it, and he actually liked it!" I smiled as Germany walked into the room, wearing an old shirt and his German flag boxers. With his short blonde hair out of its usual slicked back style and his bright blue eyes looking at me questioningly, he looked just like my childhood friend: Holy Roman Empire. Just the thought of my Shinsei Roma brought tears to my brown eyes. Ludwig must have noticed this, because the next thing I knew, I was being embraced.

"Feliciano." He whispered. "Feli what's wrong?" His usually rough voice was soft now, full of concern. I shook my head, not trusting my lips to form words that wouldn't hurt my beloved country. "Italy. You don't randomly burst into tears just by the sight of me. Something has to be wrong." I turned my chestnut hair covered head away from Ludwig so I wouldn't cry any more than I had to.

"You remind me of Holy Roman Empire." I whispered.

"What?" Germany asked. "Italien you have to speak up. I can't hear you." I sighed in defeat. My brown eyes lifted to meet blue ones as I said:

"I said that you remind me of my best friend as a child." Germany's eyes narrowed slightly.

"And who might that be?" He asked.

"H-Holy Roman Empire."

X~X~ Germany ~X~X

"And who might that be?" I asked. I really wanted to know who my beloved Italy's friend was. He had been reminding me of my crush when I was just a young nation, but that was impossible. Right?

"H-Holy Roman Empire." Italy replied in a quiet tone. My eyes widened at my lover's answer. So it IS true! This is the girl I once loved! Only she is… a MAN! Does this mean I'm a homosexual? Do I still have feelings for my Chibitalia at heart? I mean yeah, she's- he's all grown up now, but he obviously still cares about me if he'll cry just at the sight of me because I look like I did when I was younger!

"I-Italien?" I asked. The country in question looked up at me with watery eyes, his hair curl limp, apparently reflecting his mood.

"V-Ve?"

"D-Do you still have feelings for your Holy Roman Empire?" The moment those words left my lips, I wanted to shove them back down my throat and go hide in a dark corner. How would I know if he still had feelings for my childhood persona if I wasn't supposed to be him?

"Y-Yes." He didn't catch it. "P-Please don't be mad at m-!" I cut him off with a passionate kiss on his peach colored lips. I pulled away slowly.

"I-Ich liebe dich, Italien." I told him. I prayed to Gott that he would recognize the saying from our past together. Italy opened his chocolate eyes slightly, surprise filling them slowly, followed by realization.

"S-Shinsei Roma?" He asked questioningly. I nodded slightly. His eyes grew wide with excitement and happiness and relief. He threw his arms around my neck and shouted: "SACRO ROMANO IMERO! TI AMO! MI SEI MANCATO TANTO!" I wrapped my strong arms around the tiny, bawling Italian man. I smiled.

"Meine Chibitalia. Ich liebe dich. Ich habe dich auch vermisst ~"

~~END~~

Or is it?

"Sacro Romano Imero! Ti amo! Mi sei mancato tanto!": "Holy Roman Empire! I love you! I missed you so much!"

"Mein Chibitalia. Ich liebe dich. Ich habe dich auch vermisst~": My Chibitalia. I love you. I missed you too."

Thank you Google Translate!

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