Thank you so much to all the wonderful people reviewing! Anyway, in response to some questions I got, here's what I have to say.

Guest888: Italy can watch entrails since he's used to it, but he is still a coward at heart, you can watch the Hetalia of the Dead episode to understand what I mean.

mssunnymuffins: That's a very good point you brought up, and it's going to be explained in this chapter! Also, I think that while Japan and Italy can still use their own accents, they are still countries and therefore the accents of the people of the country whose body their in is their default accent. Just to make things a bit more difficult for the two body swapped nations...

Japan had just exited Germany's house, and he honestly had no idea where he should go now.

He decided that maybe Romano would be waiting for him at Italy's house, so he headed in the direction of Italy's home.

Luckily, Japan had also put Italy's keys to the house in his pocket, so he easily got inside.

However, the lights were all off. It seemed as if no one was home. The nation turned on the lights, and he saw a very much empty house.

After walking around in it for a while, he saw a piece of paper attached to the fridge, from Spain, addressed to Italy.

"Ita-chan! Romano might not be there tonight since Prussia, France and I decided to go out and drink, and then I thought I should bring Romano along! He didn't like that idea very much, and right now, he's swearing at Prussia and France since he really doesn't like them, but I'll sure we'll all get along! We're gonna be drinking all night so maybe we won't get back until morning, but don't feel lonely over there, okay? We'll be back before you know it! - Spain

Japan sighed as he read the contents of the note. At least he had the entire night to himself, and probably half of the morning to get ready since the others would most likely have hangovers.

But what could he do in this house? He had no manga to read, and he doubted if Italy had any anime.

Since there was not really anything to do, and Japan was not yet that hungry, he decided to take a look at some of Italy's paintings that were hung on the wall. They were all very beautiful, and Japan found himself starting to relax.

"Hello~!" called out a voice, causing Japan to jump a bit in surprise.

He looked around, instantly alert. He saw a man that looked vaguely like Italy with a slight stubble and was wearing some armor.

It was like he had seen him before, except that it was on an island...

"Who are you?" he asked, stepping back slightly.

"Me?" he smiled. "Don't you remember my beautiful voice? I'm Rome! Pleased to meet you, Japan!"

Japan's eyebrows knit together. "How did you know-?"

"Oh, I've been watching Italy, and I know he got into a bit of trouble when he swapped bodies with you~"

Rome... that name sounded familiar... Wasn't that Italy's grandfather?

"... Aren't you... haven't you passed away?" Japan found himself saying.

Rome, as the man claimed to be, waved his hand. "I got permission to come here from heaven!"

Japan decided not to question it. "Ah... okay... so you have been watching over Italy-kun? How do you know who I am?" Japan could hardly even believe the story, but he decided to try to. He had seen the man before, after all.

"Oh, I know all of his friends. Even that Germany guy! You're the old, quiet one, right~?"

Japan sweatdropped. It made him feel rather uninteresting. "Th-that's right..."

"Good! Well, I want to tell you Japan, thanks for taking care of my grandson while I'm not around, and I should tell you, good luck on acting like him! Although, I have to ask, will you also take off all your clothes and have a siesta?"

Japan turned a very bright shade of red, that could almost rival Romano's. "N-no! Of course not!"

"Aren't you going to tell anyone~?"

Japan sighed. "No. No one would believe me anyway."

"Even if you spoke in Japanese~?"

Japan blinked. He had been so caught up in events that hadn't thought about it. He opened his mouth, and said an Italian-accented, "Konnichiwa..." and no other words came out.

Rome looked confused. "Well? Go on, try speaking Japanese."

He almost choked as he heard the mention of his language. He murmured something incomprehensible.

Rome cupped a hand over his ear. "What was that?"

Japan bowed his head in shame. "I..."

"What?"

Japan had gone red in the face. "I... I..."

"What!?"

"I... cannot."

Rome actually looked surprised for once. "WHAT?!"

Japan bit his lip. "For... for some reason... I cannot speak Japanese."

Rome gaped. "What? How? Did you forget~? I didn't know you were that old and forgetful..."

"I... I don't know how, but I cannot speak it. I can still understand it, I still know all the words and phrases and sentences... but I cannot speak it. Like... something is preventing me." Japan was now looking very concerned.

"Maybe this is another part of the body swap? Why? Is it beacuse we're nations, and therefore we know the language most of our people know? I am in Italy-kun... so does that mean I know how to speak Italian? Maybe I can only speak Japanese phrases that Italy-kun knows? Can I translate Japanese to English when someone else speaks Japanese?" New questions swirled around in Japan's head, and he was completely quiet for a few seconds.

"Hey~ you're spacing out!" Rome waved a hand over his face.

"I think... I think that there is some sort of magical force preventing me from speaking Japanese words that Italy-kun doesn't know. Maybe it even prevents me from writing in Japanese and translating Japanese for other people just so that my true identity will be harder to prove... but why?" Japan said to himself quietly, putting a hand on his chin and looking a lot like the detectives in his anime and manga.

"Magic? Cool!" Rome smiled like an excited child at the prospect of magic. Japan wondered if this was really the strong nation who had disappeared centuries ago. "Then again, he is related to Italy-kun..."

"So that means you can speak Italian then~?"

"I'm not sure... I do not know how to speak it... but maybe I can do it subconsciously?"

Rome looked giddy. "Well then, try it!"

Japan took a deep breath and tried focusing on how to say some words in Italian. His mind was somehow telling him what to say, like a certain part of Italy's knowledge as a country was now Japan's since he was now technically the country of Italy.

"I am Japan." He said, in flawless Italian.

Japan stood there in shock. Had he actually just... spoken in Italian? He had never learned the language, yet he had just spoken it.

"Magic! That's pretty cool~"

"However it also makes it harder to prove who I really am if it is ever needed..."

"Don't worry too much, it makes you look old~"

"I am old, Rome-san."

"Okay then! Everything'll work out, it'll be fine! Oh, and remember," Rome's face turned rather serious.

Japan's curiosity was peaked. "...Yes?"

He did not get a reply since Rome was now playing with a cat that seemed to come from nowhere.

"Um, excuse me..." Japan said, snapping the other man out of his game.

"Oh, yeah! Just remember to always take care of my grandson okay? It's your duty as his friend! Kay?"

Japan breathed in deeply. Italy was his friend, therefore he was responsible for what might happen to him.

"Of course!" Japan replied.

Rome seemed satisfied with this answer. "Good! Any questions you would like to ask me~?"

Japan hesitated. There was one thing he, and most other countries wanted to know. Rome was powerful, and yet he had disappeared. He was powerful beyond all belief, yet he had somehow crumbled, and fallen. Why was that?

Japan looked at Rome, then decided he shouldn't ask. He sensed that perhaps, this was one thing Rome did not want to talk about.

"None, thank you."

Rome beamed. "You're a wise one, Japan! I'll see you around then~!"

"Wait, please-!"

Japan looked around, and he was gone.

Sighing, he started looking for something to cook that wasn't pasta.

"Scaryscaryscaryscaryscary!" America screamed (in a very manly way), squeezing his eyes shut.

He peeked open an eye so that he could see if Japan was afraid or not.

Japan was just sitting there as if he was not watching some gross, creepy, scary horror movie.

"Erm, America... san, why did you watch the movie if you're scared?" Japan asked, sounding innocently curious.

"Because! I'm the hero-"

A jump scare popped up from nowhere.

America shrieked and jumped into Japan's lap, screaming bloody murder along with some colorful and creative use of language.

Japan uncharacteristically started to scream too, saying that he was sorry and that America was too heavy and that he'd give him pasta if he'd get off.

America was just half paying attention, having gotten back into his seat and trying to calm down.

He closed his eyes, and focused on taking deep breaths, thinking about hamburgers and extra large fries.

"Um... America-san, I think the worst part's over~" the other nation said, tapping him on the shoulder.

America opened one eye. Nothing super scary seemed to be happening. He opened his other eye and sighed in relief. It was finally over.

Another jump scare popped out.

After 2 straight hours of America screaming at the TV and shaking Italy's shoulders telling him that it was so scary, it was finally over.

Italy smiled when the movie finished. There was really a lot of entrails in that movie! He looked at America to see him smiling widely.

"I told you I could do it! I'm the hero after all!" America laughed, smiling his 'hero' smile.

Italy wasn't really sure if heroes always screamed like that, but he decided not to mind since America had really weird horror movies himself, so maybe heroes were like that in his movies.

Then Italy remembered Japan's warning not to let anyone into the house. He bit his lip. "Um, you really have to go now~"

America pouted. "We can't even play some video games?"

Italy bit the insides of his cheek. He wasn't really that good at Japan's games. Some of them were horror and really scary that he couldn't even start playing before he got scared!

"No...?" it sounded more like a question.

"Aw, that sucks. What's so important that you don't have time for video games?"

"I have to do my um... my paperwork! Yup, my paperwork!"

The blonde frowned. "Dude, I thought you said you finished your paperwork last week."

Italy's eyes widened. "Um, yeah, I just forgot!" Italy tried to think of some sort of excuse on why he had forgotten, and decided to say, "It's cause I'm growing super old~" he added, since Japan always said that, although Italy still wasn't sure if Japan was old enough to drink.

"That's why the hero's here to remind you! Hahaha!" America now looked hopeful. "Sooo... can we play video games now?"

Italy decided to make up a random excuse. "Um no! Sorry, you really have to go now I just have to go wash my... um, entire house!"

"Entire house?"

Italy nodded. "Y-yeah! My house should always be clean and ready for guests soyoureallyhavetogonowbye!"

America blinked then tried processing everything that was just said. "Um... what?"

"You really have to go now! Bye! I really have to clean my entire house now!"

"Um, okay..." America was a bit weirded out, but he guessed that he could always play video games with Tony at home.

"Bye then! Don't forget, the meeting's at my place tomorrow! I have so much great ideas on how to stop global warming!" America reminded him.

"Oh, sure~! Bye!" Italy waved goodbye, as America walked out the door, a wide smile on his face that America no longer saw.

America walked away, feeling a bit surprised at how weird Japan was acting. He was also a lot louder than usual. His thoughts on Japan's new behavior vanished when he saw a new burger restaurant down the street, and he ran towards it with a smile on his face.

He wouldn't have been so happy if he had known that someone had been watching them.

This won't be an AmeriPan fic, but probably some America and Japan friendship.