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I don't own Hetalia.

The day after another world conference gone wrong Italy woke up in her villa in Venice. Stretching, she got up the red shirt that Romano let her sleep in ended near her knees, the long sleeves engulfed her hands in the fabric. Yawning she rubbed her eyes, the fabric of the sleeves rubbed away any traces of the sandman ever visiting her. Her long light chocolate brown hair was all messy, her eyes half lidded with sleep she walked downstairs to the kitchen and on her way she passed her drunk French brother, an inebriated Spaniard, and a sleeping Prussian. Giggling she noticed that the door to the back yard was open.

Walking out to the door she started to close it when she felt someone hug her from behind. Turning in the arms she looked up to see ruby red eyes staring at her with an emotion she couldn't place in her mind. Smiling, Italy gave him a full on hug back.

" Buongiorno Prussia! I'm going to make breakfast soon. Would you like some?" Italy offered him with one of those dazzling smiles that made his heat melt each time.

" Of course Ita. I love your cooking!"

"Yay! Does big brother France or Spain want any?"

Nodding to her, Prussia knew his Bad Touch Trio would hate him if he didn't. He watched as she skipped to the kitchen to get started, then he heard Spain fall off the couch onto France's arm. Walking back to the living room he saw them trip and fall all over each other. He did something any sensible man would watching this, Prussia laughed his ass off. Falling to his knees the ex kingdom doubled over as France fell on Spain's crotch.

" Prussia! Can you go to the garden and get some tomatoes please! I don't have enough to make quiches for us!", upon hearing his brown haired angel, Prussia had immediately set out to find some tomatoes. He didn't realize that her garden of grapes, tomatoes, and corn was made by Romano, who had made everything like a maze. The corn had stopped anyone from seeing out, the grapes made little paths for someone to get lost in, and the tomatoes in the middle.

Setting off to find the tomatoes he ran into the maze dodging corn stalks and grape vines, he began to get very worried though. Prussia didn't know how big her garden was so he was going in blind. Running into yet anther dead end, he was soon getting pissed. Where was the fucking tomatoes?! Prussia soon got very lost and turned a corner expecting another wall of grapes he saw a small field of tomatoes growing. Grabbing five of the best tomatoes he walked out to find the exit, which he was sure he'd never see again.

Italy waited inside for Prussia to come back, she forgot to give him the little map she had made for the garden. Romano liked to make things harder than they were for others and he had made her garden so that if anyone were to do something for Italy they would never find their way out. She watched as Spain and France fought over who was going to help her cook. She laughed as they hit each other with wooden spoons and a spatula. Hearing the door slam she turned to see Prussia standing there with five tomatoes, he looked like he was going to set the garden on fire.

" Hey Ita, here's the tomatoes the awesome me got for you. How do you find your way through that god forsaken garden?", asked the disgruntled man. Looking down she said, " When Romano made the garden he made it so nobody could find their way through because it ends near some bad parts of Venice. Then I decided to try and make a map for it and it worked! But I forgot to give you the map. Mi dispiace Prussia."

Never one to be mad at her for a small thing like that he easily forgave her. Italy had somehow convinced the Bad Touch Trio to help her cook and set up the dining room. The entire time she never saw them getting small glimpses of her thighs from under Romano's red shirt, one that Spain knew all to well. As the trio bid Italy farewell she wondered, how did they get in her house?

Seychelles watched as Liechtenstein and Switzerland got into the airport in Milan, she waited there for them for about an hour. Running she hugged her fellow tiny nation, they weren't micro nations. They were just nations not big enough to be a huge country like France or China. The two had decided to visit Italy for a week, but Switzerland decided that his sister couldn't ride in a plane by herself with complete strangers so he tagged along. His sister knew the real reason though, he wanted t spend time with Italy and she was completely fine with that.

Liechtenstein looked up to Italy as her big sister and really wanted her and Switzerland to hook up. She didn't like the idea of Italy marrying a country like Russia or America. So she had made it her official mission to get Italy together with her big brother. Hugging Seychelles back they gathered their bags and made their way to Italy's house, they passed the Bad Touch Trio who was talking about which bar they were going they were going to visit next.

Switzerland was a couple feet behind the chatting girls, he was very tired. It took him about two hours trying to get on the flight here because of the various guns and weapons that security found on his body. He even had to call his boss so he could go through, but he was used to this and so was his boss. They didn't trust many other nations and countries, so he had allowed Switzerland to bring weapons with him whenever he left the country. Truth be told he was very excited when his sister told him about he trip to Italy for the week.

He was so eager to see his brown haired crush. Sometimes he thought that Liechtenstein had become friends with Italy just to get them together. But she wouldn't do that she's far too innocent to know how to get someone together. Calling on a cab he looked around him. It was beautiful in Milan but he didn't care for the new and latest fashions, no he cared about getting to his Italy's house. As he put the bags in the trunk he heard Liechtenstein tell the cab driver to go to Venice and no farther.

Getting in the back next to Seychelles as she sat in the middle, Switzerland looked out the window as the bustling city soon became fertile vineyards. Passing by tomatoes fields his eyelids soon grew heavy. He swore he heard the cab driver get turned down by both girls next to him. Resting his head on the window Switzerland fell asleep.

Italy dressed up in a nice white sundress with spaghetti straps, pulling her hair into a long ponytail, she slid on her black sandals, picking up the keys to her car and purse she locked the door and left. Getting into her car she pulled off her driveway and turned into the street. Seychelles and Liechtenstein had told her to meet them in the Square of Venice where they would meet up and eat lunch, the young Germanic nation told her that Switzerland had come with her also to make sure no strangers had hit on her or did anything suspicious.

She smiled when her friend told her that, Italy loved it whenever she saw Switzerland treat his sister so nicely. Romano gives her his undivided attention when he's with her, but he is always to busy in the Mafia to do much with her. Pulling in a parking space Italy waited for the three as she got seats for them in a family run restaurant, she started to think about the morning when she saw the BTT in her living room asleep. How did they even get in? Only Romano knew where the spare key was, but he didn't tell Spain right?

She felt someone tap on her shoulder and she turned to see Turkey smiling at her. Getting up to hug the country Italy saw Switzerland, Liechtenstein, and Seychelles come in the restaurant. Turning to greet the newly arrived countries, she never saw Turkey glare at Switzerland before saying goodbye to Italy. Shrugging the young woman sat at the table next to the Swiss as the two girls sat in front of them She wondered why Turkey had been in the restaurant when she came in.

Not think anything on it she had struck up a conversation with her best friends on what to do tomorrow.

" I think we should all go to the mall later and buy some new clothes. Do you mind coming with us Vash?", Italy asked as he ordered a chicken parmesan while the girls got spaghetti and meatballs.

" I don't mind going with you all. What time tomorrow?"

" 12:00, so you all can get some sleep after your flights."

Nodding his approval he sat there contentedly as the woman talked about the new style dresses there were. A waitress came by with their food and served them.

" Chicken Parmesan." Switzerland took the plate from her.

" Three spaghetti", he watched as she basically threw the food in front of them. With a wink in his direction she was off. He shivered slightly when she winked at him. He never did like it when obviously slutty women tried to flirt with him. It never ended pretty and he would most likely have to clean his semi-automatic pistols.

" Well that was rude. Bruder I don't like how she treated us.", hearing that much from Liechtenstein was surprising. Usually she found everyone pleasing and never said anything negative about anyone. Agreeing with her he watched as Italy and Seychelles slurped up their pasta giggling. He smiled, Italy truly was sunshine in his eyes.

Liechtenstein quietly ate her pasta in silence as she watched her brother, she smirked maybe her plan could go into action tomorrow when shopping. She watched as her two best friends ate pasta happily. Everything was going according to plan, Liechtenstein only had to pull a few strings to get rid of slutty women but that was it. Italy had t be her sister-in-law.

The waitress had comeback with a receipt she quickly wrote her number on it before giving it to Switzerland. He groaned in annoyance as he paid, why did women always get in the way when he wanted to spend time with Italy. He watched as she glared at Italy, with hatred in her eyes as he gazed upon her lovingly.

As they went home for the night Switzerland didn't know that she would break the hearts of many countries, he glanced back at the waitress who was talking speedily into her cell phone as they left. He never saw how her eyes glowed red in the waning Italian sun.

Ciao~ I hope you all liked the story. So far people have been reviewing good things about the story more than my other. So I'm going to work on this one more for now.

Ciao~

-Miharu