Romano was walking through the streets of Rome, Spain had let him visit his home and visit his stupid, but lovable little brother. He had a guard as an escort although the guard had no idea he was escorting the personification of the southern Italy. A lot has been happening, a group of assassins threatened the pope and his family. From what Romano had heard it's been dangerous for anyone close to the Borgia to wander around without any protections. Those assassins seem to only want to cause trouble.

"Why is something always wrong here, why can't those stupid assassins go to France or something," Romano huffed. The streets were crowded with people. "And why do I have to have a guard? It's not like those assassinos are going to attack a little kid, I'm fine on my own!"

His escort rolled his eyes, he had no clue why he was protecting a child either. He was a trained guard, he even protected the pope at one point! Now he was stuck with a brat. He wasn't one to question his orders though.

Despite Romano's words, the little Italian was actually enjoying his time here. He haven't been in Rome in a while. He didn't care much for the Assassins, as long as he didn't run into one.

The young Italian nation was exploring the countryside with his silent escort in tow when a familiar accent startled him in his tracks.

"ohononon~ Bonjour~" Romano stared in shock at a French soldier flirting with an flushed Italian woman, a few more soldiers in similar armor flirted with girls nearby.

"What!? Why are French soldiers here!?" Romano shouted.

"Ceasare Borgia has connections in France, he requested reinforcements to combat the Assassino issue," his escort explained, a little surprised a child would care about such things.

"I need to talk to the pope!" Romano broke into a run, leaving his escort behind.

"Wait! Lovino!" His escort yelled after him. He hurried to catch up, but the kid was fast when he had a goal.

Romano pushed his way through the crowded streets. He hated and feared the French, they only wanted to take over him and his brother. Why would the pope allow them in his country!? Romano ran head first into someone.

"Umph!" The young Italian landed hard on his rear. His amber eyes looked up to glare at his roadblock. A hooded figure stared down at him with a small, apologetic smile.

"Mi dispiace, little one, I should've watched where I was going," he said warmly.

"Si, you should've. Now get out of my way, I have somewhere to be," Romano attempted to push the stranger to the side.

The stranger stopped him, "you're not wandering the streets all by yourself, are you?"

Romano searched his immediate surroundings, finally noticing he had lost his escort. "I guess I am, but I can take care of myself!"

The stranger chuckled at the kid's pride, he looked no older than 10. "What about I walk you to your destinations, there can be a lot of dangerous people in this city."

"Fine," Romano agreed with a little hesitation. He gave it some thought, if the Borgia feared the assassins so much they called reinforcements from France then they must be a scary threat. Nonetheless, he's going to have a serious talk with the pope. And since he lost his guard, this guy seemed like suitable replacement.

"Bene, my name is Ezio Auditore de Firenze," Ezio introduced himself.

"Lovino Vargas."

AN: Okay this is just a little prologue, I was inspired by another AC/Hetalia crossover, but that one has yet to get pass the first chapter. I really love the thought of this crossover and I have been really obsessed with AC and Hetalia lately. So what did you guys think? Another chapter, maybe? :3

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Translations!

Bonjour = hello

Mi dispiace = I'm sorry

Si = yes

Bene = good