Don't own Hetalia or Nyotalia, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! If I did, Nyotalia would be showing up more often!~

"Wah! Germany, there is a pretty girl over here!" Yelled an italian man. He had a blue uniform, orangish-brownish hair, his eyes tightly shut you can't even see the color of his eyes, and a curl in his hair at his left.

"What are you talking abou-" A german man was cut off seeing Italia. He had blond hair pulled back, baby blue eyes, and a green uniform.

"She looks like she fell asleep or something, Italy-san." A japanese man sighed. He had black hair, brown eyes that seemed emotionless, and a white uniform.

"She doesn't seem to be waking up, Japan." Germany said, poking her.

"Then we'll bring her back to our place! No one can have this much sun!" Italy said.

"I guess..." Japan said, picking up her legs. Germany grabbed her head, and Italy held her middle. They walked down to the house in silence, confused about this mysterious girl. They never seen her before, so she must be new. But, something seemed off about her. She looked almost exactly like Italy, only her hair is more curly, and body parts are changed. Italy opened the door, and held it open. He closed the door, and followed them into the guest room.

"I think she will wake up soon." Japan said.

~Meanwhile!~

The rain stopped, but Germany and Japan are now very worried. Italia left three hours ago. It should take three-five minutes. Germany was more worried, of course.

"She should have been back three hours ago..." Germany said. She loved Italia like she was a sister, and a dear one at that.

"I know, Germany-san, that she is not back... Maybe she got distracted by Felisa, desu?" Japan asked. Felisa was a girl tabby cat that Italia found one day, and she looked almost exactly like her, only she was a cat, but other than that, Felisa had a curl at her left, and oddly, light brown hair tied back in a blue hair-tie.

"No, she never gets distracted by Felisa..." Germany said, tapping her chin. Japan looked up.

"Hey, footprints! They are Italia-san's, desu!" Japan said, pointing at one through the window. "We can follow the tracks, and see where they lead to, desu!" Japan said, grabbing her katana just incase.

"Good idea, Japan!" Germany said, grabbing her pistol, and putting it into its case. They headed out, and they followed the tracks to the mud puddle. They didn't notice it, and slipped. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Germany screamed.

"DESSSSUUUUUU!" Japan screeched. They blacked out once their heads hit the solid ground.