Hello there! it's been a while since i updated my last story, here's why, it was meant as a joke, i wasn't actually putting thought into it.
anywho, here's a story, enjoy.))
That day started out like any other day, at least any other here at Italy's house. The auburn nation was sleeping in till 10:00 am when Germany usually called to make sure he was up by now. After suffering a quick lecture about getting up on time, Italy started his day. He brushed his teeth, combed his hair that usually just fell into place in the morning, got dressed, since today was a normal day he was wearing a long sleeved button up shirt and blue jeans, just something casual. The weather outside was cool and fresh with rain from last night, but now the sun was shining and there wasn't a single cloud. He was going to go over to Germany's house to talk to him and Japan as usual. But, he hadn't even made it to the door when something ..unexpected happened.
Italy walked down the stairs and at the third to last step he heard the doorbell ring.
"Coming!" he called out hurrying up now to the door. He opened it and smiled at no one in particular.
"Ciao~..huh? No one's there. Hello? Who ever you are? Where'd you go?" he asked not expecting an answer really. When he looked down he saw a small open box with a bundle of white blankets covering something, or someone. Without a word he brought it inside before someone stepped on it or it overheated. He blinked and tilted his head in confusion taking a few minutes to process what was happening. He lightly lifted the blanket and instantly stepped back. In there, in that small box, was a baby.
"Why would someone leave a little bambino on my porch?" he asked himself. He thought of what to do. Maybe he could call Germany? Or Japan? They should know what to do. They'd be able to take care of the little baby better than he would. He walked over to it again. He studied it and it was definitely a he, he also has auburn hair like Italy's but a little darker, and had slightly tanned skin, he was sleeping so he wasn't sure what the eye color was, and shockingly he had a curl like Italy's. Soon Italy noticed something, a slip of paper in the box, he picked it up and read it "Dear Italy, I bet you're wondering why this baby is here at your doorstep. Well let me explain, he's a nation. He's your nation, another version and he really needs you to take care of him. He doesn't have a name yet but he is definitely a Vargas. I should know. Love grandpa Rome"
Italy smiled seeing it was from grandpa Rome. He must have tied up god again so he could bring the baby over. Too bad he couldn't stay and talk to him. He heard the baby start crying and he picked him up gently and started cradling him, humming. The baby calmed down a little and clung to Italy. Italy smiled.
"I think I'll call you… Luciano."
Three hours later- At The Honda Residence
Things were a bit hectic at the usually calm nation's usually quiet home. The new addition to the household was having a tantrum, and Japan wasn't exactly a experienced parent. He rocked the little baby, he tried feeding him, changing him, he checked for a fever, he did everything the books suggested. Finally he caved in and called someone he trusted, Taiwan. Within ten minutes, considering her house was just down the street, the brunette girl burst into the house without knocking. This spooked both Japan and the baby, normally Taiwan was a sweet and soft spoken girl but she got really worked up about babies. She cradled the little baby in her arms and started singing a lullaby in Chinese. Just like that the baby fell asleep. Taiwan smiled and spoke in a hushed voice,
"I didn't think you'd be the type to adopt a baby Japan. What's his name by the way?"
"I didn't adopt, he was left at my door and I couldn't leave him there.. I haven't thought of a name yet."
"How about ..Kuro? That fits him."
"Well, I think I liked Natsu or perhaps Sasuke, but Kuro does seem like a nice name for him." the Japanese man said, looking at sleepy little Kuro. For a moment his gaze softened at the sight of his new 'son'. little did Japan know what a handful he'd be, and his tantrum today wasn't even the worst of it.
Meanwhile, At Germany's house.
For Germany and his brother, they received two bundles of pure joy and fussiness. They seemed to manage this very well, as Germany was a lot more mature than most people and had everything he needed ready just thirty minutes after receiving the babies into the household. Sadly they needed more furniture as they only had one crib, that being Germany's old cradle, which of course hadn't been used for a long long time. Prussia on the other hand was already familiar with raising a baby, at least a calm one, that being Germany again. Prussia decided his new son's name would be Alois because he thought it sounded 'awesome' while his new nephew had a name that.. the family doesn't discuss, luckily for the poor baby, uncle Prussia swooped in with an 'awesome' nickname. Lutz.
The two new dads already were adjusting to having the little tikes around. Something about them made it feel like they were the best thing to ever happen to the daddy duo.
((I know the intros were a bit rushed, but I think you'll like what's next c: make sure you keep your eyes peeled for an update.))