So I finally got a review from my last story, The Wish of an Empire, and in it I got a suggestion to do a Tsubasa and Hetalia crossover that sort of takes off from here. Well, here it is! I thought it was a pretty damn good idea. I'll write one chapter and if you think I should continue please review me; I have all of my stories set to anonymous so anyone, even people without accounts, can review.
Also, this doesn't really take place in any particular time in the Tsubasa storyline; let's just say sometime before Fai turns into a vampire. I do use the country's human names sometimes, mainly as an introduction or occasionally when they are speaking to one another. And as everyone knows, Hetalia doesn't really have that strong of a storyline.
Ludwig stared out off his window as the light of the dawn filled his bedroom. He shut his eyes and turned to get out of his bed. For once, Feliciano had not made his way in during the night. If only the wimpy little Italian could invade countries the way he invaded the German's bed.
The peace was short lived as Italy stormed into the bedroom. He should really know better, there was hardly ever a moment of peace with his housemate. Italy was always having some sort of crisis; the British were attacking, Vash was shooting at him, there wasn't enough pasta. The list went on and on.
"Germany!" Italy began to shake Germany, who pretended to be asleep, "Come outside! There are invaders! Foreigners appeared out of the sky!" He quickly shot up out of bed; it was probably an attack from the Allied Forces via air force. There was no the Italian army could handle that!
"Do you have any idea who it is?" Germany barked at Italy as he quickly got changed and ran down the halls.
"N-no! Stay away from the battle! Come back and hide with me!" Italy cried, running for the bed. But there was no way that he would let that happen, it was his duty as the personification of the Federal Republic of Germany. It had been a few years since the beginning of the third World War and this one was, in his own eyes, a stretch.
About seven years ago strange and unknown substance had been discovered in what was considered to be the last Eden in Indonesia. This mystery had proven to be miraculous and seemed to cure every issue that the small island had within the last years. If you could think of some plague or disaster, it never happened to that island or its inhabitants. This, of course, intrigued every country in the world and soon a war had broken out over what country would see this mystery first. Old alliances were reformed and thus World War III began.
The German man slammed the doors open, the gun he always kept handy ready for whatever threat there was. Although, he was sorely disappointed.
The dangers foreigners that had Italy so frightened were only two children and a strange rabbit who were piled up on the ground. Germany lowered his gun but kept his guard up; in these times anything could happen. He cautiously approached the strangers as they began to stir.
First to rise from the heap was a teenage boy. His hair and eyes were a light brown and while he was rather thin, his arms showed that he was a trained fighter. In fact, his physique reminded Germany of some of Japan's students that studied martial arts.
This boy then helped up a girl who was petite. She seemed rather innocent as she took in the house with large green eyes with an expression of awe and shock, like she had never seen something like it before. Which was odd, the house, while large, was rather plain and Spartan. Both children had strange clothes on, not even America's teen society could compare to them.
Then last to jump up was that small rabbit thing, it looked like something Italy would order from one of China's many "villas". It was white and round but still all that more mind bottling. Why could it talk and move? Why did it have such long ears and an earring? Germany shook his head and raised his gun, aiming for the rabbit, best to take out the oddity first.
"Hands up and surrender yourselves!" he walked forward and circled behind the group, "You are now prisoners of Germany!" The boy then held the girl close as the rabbit jumped to his shoulder. He looked like he was about to speak but Germany aimed for the girl.
"Move! Get inside the house right now!" The foreigners did as they were told, unknown to them what was about to happen or where, for the third time, their other partners were.
Days passed and the children were questioned repeatedly but to no avail. All they would say was that they were travelers from a far away country but that couldn't be possible. He knew every country that had existed so far. Where they from a newborn nation? But would he not know about it right away? Nonetheless, these kids were lying. It was dirty though, to think that the Allied Powers had stooped low enough to use children as spies. What was this world coming to?
"Germany-san, I must say that I don't think these children have anything to do with the war. They seem rather clueless and don't even know the most simplistic and common knowledge." Kiku looked through the one way mirror at the so said children. Both were sitting together at the table and were whispering to one another. The boy had not once let go of girl since they had "suddenly appeared" as Italy claimed.
According to the coward, the group had been placed down gently from the sky which seemed to drop down and splatter like a water droplet from a leaky sink. Fearing that it was another supposed curse from Britain, Italy had ran for cover in Germany's bed. It didn't seem necessary to anymore though. In Germany's eyes, these kids were innocent and completely lost, but he had to keep up appearances didn't he?
"Okay, kids, listen!" Germany yelled as he marched into the interrogation room. The girl shrunk further into the boy's arms who instantly was on guard. "The boy would make a fine soilder," he thought offhandedly.
"You!" He pointed at the girl who jumped and squealed slight. It was basic knowledge, go after the weaker one, "You're going to tell me why you're here and where you come from!" The girl looked to the boy and Germany slammed his hands on the desk, "Answer me!"
"Don't talk to the princess like that!" The boy yelled, his voice was strong but in his eyes was worry. Finally, some information.
"A princess, huh? So you guys are British? Is that it?" At that moment the door opened and there stood Italy with a plate of pasta. Germany groaned inwardly, of course something would ruin his progress in the middle of his questioning. Italy walked over and sat down next to the girl who just stared at him.
"Ciao," Italy chirped with his usual smile and placed the pasta down between the two of them, "Would you like pasta, bella?" The girl smiled and pulled away from the boy, nodding. Italy began to feed the girl and they began to chat, much to Germany's surprised.
"It seems that Italy-san is actually good at something," Japan stated. The Italian had been talking to the group for hours, he had even began to talk with the rabbit who could talk back. It was all beyond Germany but it seemed that Italy trusted them. Appearently the children's names were Sakura and Syaoran, they both had come from a country called Clow. Germany was going to argue that there wasn't a country named Clow when they revealed it was from a different world. If they weren't in the midddle of a war Germany would have gone to America since he knew so much about aliens but that wasn't an option.
"Yes but I doubt the kids," Germany crossed his arms and expected a nod from Japan but the Asian country only looked away.
"I wouldn't be so sure, Germany. I think these children are very serious," Japan stated, "Something tells me that we should believe their story." This came as shock to the German, Japan was a man who was very serious and meant everything that he said. If he believed the strange Syaoran and Sakura then perhaps he should too.
Japan turned to leave the room but looked back at Germany, "There is a saying that's been passed down through the years: there is no such thing as coincidence, only hitzuen"
Germany froze and clutched his head as a wave of pain shot through his whole body and exploded in his skull. Where had he heard that before?
So this is my rather fail attempt at a chapter start. It could be a lot better but I'll see how this goes over. So you probably noticed that I picked up on the whole Shura/Showa (however its spelled!) thing where the group gets split. I thought it would work better.
For the time period in the Hetalia world I would put it at now-a-days. I estimated since Tsubasa started in 2003 it would have been seven years on the Hetalia world since the feather came, just to make life simple. It also seems like a good time for WWIII, not that I want one but...I dunno, it just seems to tie in well. I don't know much at all about the last world wars but I just decided to keep the alliances the way they are depicted in the anime.
So please review, again anyone can review. Even people without an account! Constructive criticism only please. Also give me your opinion, continue or trash it?