Author's note: O.o I can't believe I got any reviews on this story. AMAZINK! Anyway, enjoy the story, kya-pu~ BTW, THANK GOD EXISTS.
"Ve~?! Russia-san really lost all of his memories?!" said the Italian, genuinely shocked. Russia nodded, slightly confused. The Italian man seemed to know him. "What do you remember?"
"Um… I woke up in a really big house, and my head was hurting like mad," said Russia. "And… um… Why are you calling me 'Russia'? Don't I have a proper name or something?" The Italian stared at Russia confusedly, then his face cleared and he began laughing. Russia felt like he was missing some joke.
"You're so silly, Russia-san! Your name is Russia!" said the Italian man. "My name is North Italy, but you can just call me Italy!" Russia stared at him. Italy looked cheerfully back.
"So, I'm Russia, and you're Italy… Are there other people who are named after countries?" Italy laughed again.
"Ve~ We aren't named after countries, we are the countries!"
"… Italy, that makes no sense." At least, not to me, thought Russia. My life must have been really weird… Italy looked crestfallen.
"Ah well… I'm not the greatest explainer in the world…" said Italy disappointedly. Suddenly, he perked up. "The world… Ve~ That's it!"
"What's it?" said Russia. Italy suddenly hugged Russia, which made him blush. W-why am I blushing? he thought, I'm not gay! I think… And I only just met this man! Oh wait… I lost my memory, da…? GODDAMNIT STOP BLUSHING! To put it in short, Russia was really confused.
"Maybe if you meet the other countries, you'll get your memory back!" This was probably the one and only smart idea that Veniciano Italy Vargas has ever had. "And I'll be able to explain it to you better! Anyway, I need to deliver the rest of my pasta to the other countries…"
"Italy, you're a genius!" said Russia excitedly, not bothered to tell Italy that if he got his memory back, he didn't need to explain it anymore.
"Ve~" said Italy, embarrassed. "But can I flirt with some Russian girls first?" Russia just stared at him.
"Ve~ Why are Russian girls as tall and strong as German girls?" said Italy, a little disappointed. Russia shrugged. The girls in Russia were short to him. Then again, EVERYONE is shorter than him.
"Anyway, this Finland guy, what can you tell me about him?" asked Russia. Italy's face brightened.
"Finland's the Santa of our group! He always knows what presents to give us~ He's also likes telling jokes, and he loves saunas. And he thinks of very weird festivals…"
"Well, he sounds very nice…" said Russia, trying to imagine what Finland looked like.
"Ve~ We're here!" said Italy, stopping in front of a house that had a steam coming from the back. Italy bounded to the front door, and Russia calmly followed. Italy pressed the door bell continuously until they heard a faint "moi moi" in the house. A blonde man, who was slightly shorter than Italy, opened the door. He had violet eyes, not unlike Russia's. The man looked fearfully at Russia.
"R-Russia!" he said, shocked. Italy patted the man on the shoulder.
"It's alright, Finland-kun! Russia's not going to hurt you! We just need some help~" said Italy. Russia blinked. Why would he think I would hurt him? thought Russia, perplexed at the reaction. I don't look scary, do I? If the countries heard that, they'd all burst into laughter.
"Moi moi! You've lost your memory Russia-san?!" said Finland, as shocked as Italy was. Italy was outside the house, playing with Finland's dog, Hanatamago. Russia nodded.
"Italy said that if I talked to the other… countries," said Russia, hesitating, "I may be able to get my memory back." Finland smiled apologetically, holding the pasta box Italy gave him.
"Sorry Russia-san, but I didn't really know you that well. Most countries tried to avoid you actually," said Finland. Russia's eyes widened.
"W-what? Why did they try to avoid me?" Finland began to look nervous.
"Well, you were very strong and very merciless…" he said. He added something else, but Russia didn't hear. "Anyway, knowing Italy-kun, he probably hasn't explained everything about us to you, has he?" Russia shook his head. Finland laughed. "I knew it! Anyway, do you know our names?"
"Um… Aren't we all just named after countries? I mean we are the countries, but our names are also the countries… This is confusing, da?" Finland giggled.
"You still talk the same, you know? But I've never seen you so clueless before, Russia! Oh, I shouldn't tease you, since you lost your memory. Anyway, I meant our human names." Russia blinked.
"Human names?"
"Italy didn't tell you? We have human as well as country names! Mine is Tino Väinämöinen, Italy's is Veniciano Vargas, and yours is Ivan Braginski." Something stirred in Russia's mind.
"Ivan… Braginski?" Finland's eyes lightened.
"Moi moi! Did you remember something?!" he asked eagerly. Russia concentrated, but gave up.
"I thought I did, but I've forgotten it again…" said Russia. Finland sighed, saddened.
"Ah well, I guess getting back your memory isn't just a dip in the sauna." Russia blinked again. He never heard that expression before, but he didn't voice his bewilderment.
"Thank you for trying to help me, Finland-kun," said Russia, truly grateful.
"No problem Russia-… kun," said Finland giving him a warm smile. Italy came in at that moment.
"Ve~ Russia-san! Let's get going! We'll go to the next country!" said Italy, grabbing Russia's hand. Once again Russia blushed, setting off his emotions. They walked out of Finland's house.
"Bye Finland-kun!" said Italy happily.
"Bye Italy-kun, thanks for the pasta! Bye Russia-kun, I hope you find your memory! Moi moi!" said Finland, waving. When the two were out of sight, Finland sighed.
"Moi moi, I wish Russia-kun was always like that… But when he gets his memories, he'll go back to the way things were…" Finland closed the door, and got ready to jump into his personal sauna.
Author's Note: I'm damn tired. It is freaking 9:30 at night, and this is really late for me. ANYWAY. You can place requests for which country Italy will visit next if you want to, but only out of these characters: Germany, Japan, America, England, France, Spain, Romano/S. Italy, Austria, Poland. If there is no requests, I'll just pick one at random. :D I hope you enjoyed the chapter!