(Edited: 12/17/2012)

Kagaya: It's 11 at night, I know I should be sleeping but I'm updating this story!

Hungary: *sleepy* I didn't get to read it yet...

Kagaya: Later, Hungary, later

Hungary and Kagaya: *sleepy* Please enjoy!

'Italy, Italy.' Feliciano couldn't get his new name out his head. Germany cleared his throat, and Feliciano shifted his focus to the taller boy. "Feliciano, I will now address you as Italy, nice to meet you." Feliciano beamed brightly. Germany stuck out his hand, expecting Italy to shake it. But he completely ignored it and embraced Germany in a full hug. Germany became flustered and lightly pushed the shorter boy away.

After a moment of getting himself together, Germany cleared his throat once again, and tried to sound like that hadn't just happened. "I'm your escort for the week, and I'm in the same homeroom as you, so if you need anything just ask me. Right now…" He checked his watch. "It's time for lunch, let's go Italy." Italy nodded in agreement and started walking alongside Germany.

The cafeteria was like a restaurant, a huge buffet! There were food from all over the world! "Ve~ Pasta!" Italy shouted when he spotted the Italian food section. He scurried towards his favorite food, leaving Germany in the door. The pasta was just ten steps away, so close! Unfortunately, Italy's trip was cut short… he tripped over someone's foot. He fell flat on his face, his determination gauge slowly decreasing. "Ve~…." Italy whined in pain.

Italy heard a chair scoot back, he guessed the person he tripped over stood up.

"Need help amigo?" a voice called from above. Italy got to his feet, dusted himself off, and looked at the person before him. It was another boy he tripped over, he was taller than Italy (which most people were) with dark brown messy hair, and emerald eyes. "Thanks, but I'm fine." Italy said smiling.

"Um, lo siento." The brunette apologized sincerely. Italy looked confused.

"He was apologizing, he tends to slip into Spanish when he gets embarrassed," stated another boy with blond wavy shoulder length hair and blue eyes. "Right, Spain?" Spain looked at his friend in thanks, then looked at Italy.

"Yeah, like France said, it happens… often." Spain admitted awkwardly.

The boy called France looked at Italy, "Come to think of it, I haven't seen you around before." Italy saw a glint in his eye and stepped back a little. "Are you new?"

Italy nodded, "I'm Feliciano Var- ve~ I mean, I'm Italy!" France laughed, "You must be new, if you're still using your real name! I remember when I used to do that! As you probably already know, I'm France, the boy you tripped over is Spain, and the unnaturally quiet boy is…."

"I can introduced myself!" announced a white (or silver, Italy couldn't really tell) haired boy. He stood on the chair he was previously sitting on, and broadcasted clear across the cafeteria, " I am the awesome Prussia, and I know it's nice to be in the presence of the awesomeness that is me, but you will have the honor of giving me your real name!"

An awkward silence filled the cafeteria, and Germany's face (he was at the German food section) paled considerably. That was his older brother standing on the chair and yelling like an idiot. Prussia stepped down from his chair and stood in front of Italy, a haughty smirk on his face. He apparently ignored the numerous stares and snickers that filled the buzzing lunchroom. Germany practically teleported to where Italy was, worried that Prussia might do something.

"Bruder, do you enjoy making a fool of yourself?" Germany asked, irritated.

"Ah, Germany! Hello again!" Italy blurted, not sensing the mood.

"What did you do to Italy?" Germany stated firmly to his older brother.

Prussia smirked at his sudden emotion-filled sentence. "Nothing, just introducing the awesome that is me." Prussia said arrogantly.

Germany sighed and whispered to Italy, "Keep your guard up around these guys, especially France." Italy peered over Germany shoulder, looking at France, he was babbling off, something about the beauty of the world.

"He seems nice to me." Italy thought.

Prussia became bored with the conversation, and returned to his seat. Italy followed suit and whirled around, to go get his pasta. Just as he finally made it to the Italian buffet, the school bell rang to indicate that lunch was over. The windows to the buffets slammed shut, and students filed out the cafeteria. Italy sighed, "Darn it…"

Germany walked to Italy and patted him on the head, "It'll be okay, so let's go." Italy looked up at Germany, small tears appeared at the corner of his eyes. Germany wasn't very good at comforting people, so he did his best, "Don't you want to see the rest of the school?" Germany asked.

"I guess, so" Italy sniffed.

"So let's go see your new locker." Germany and Italy left the cafeteria, with Italy feeling slightly better.

Hungary: Still no romance! *waves frying pan* D:

Kagaya: *flinches* Okay, okay! Next chapter I promise!

Hungary: I'm sorry readers... you'll have to wait till next chapter!

Kagaya: Yeah Hungary will make her appearance!

Hungary: And I will help Germany and Italy relationship move along!

Kagaya and Hungary: see u next chapter!