Alright, onto the next! I don't own anything!

And in response to FanaticShipper: I'm going to see how this turns out, but so far, no. I don't think a few countries would like to date their luck. Imagine that breakup! But maybe... Maybe... I'm sorry I'm not being very clear, but I'm just trying to find out what I'm going to do, and for everyone, remember she pretty much raises a few nations. (Note from the edit. You can see it small bits in future chapters and in future chapters in general, she does 'date' Prussia, but she's not really allowed too much to favor one nation over another, but she does get attached to him.)

Latin (BECAUSE ROMANS)

Italian

Chinese

Note: Edited (12/1/16)

Jun had reverted back to her old name and it was nighttime when the two returned. "Should I wake the boys? They would love to know you're here!" Rome whispered once they entered the home. Fortuna smiled once she looked around the older building and raised an eyebrow at the large pink spot on the wall. "Oh, that... Like I said, Romano got a little mad..." He muttered.

"It's fine. Let them sleep. Get some rest yourself," She whispered back, and pushed him towards his room. Rome looked at her.

"You've changed, Fortuna. I'm still trying to find out if that's a good thing or not," He said, and took her advice. Fortuna nodded and looked at herself. Her hair had grown a large amount in the past 33 years, and having only trimmed once it reached her lower back and it reached the back of her midthigh at this point. Her skin had been cleaned, and she had accidentally taken to chewing her nails, so they were still rather short. She shrugged and went into the kitchen. There was a small basket of peaches sitting on the counter and she picked one up and carried it to her old bedroom, the one she shared with the brothers.

Romano and Veneziano were sitting on opposite sides of the bed and she placed the peach at the foot of the bed on Romano's side. Fortuna carefully lifted herself onto the bed and settled in-between the two. Veneziano instantly cuddled up to her, but she had to drag Romano closer. He shifted under her arm, but he settled at her side. Fortuna sniffed as tears piled in her eyes and she kissed the tops of her brother's heads. Salty teardrops streamed down her face and she eventually fell asleep as they continued to race down her face.

A body slamming into her stomach woke her up and a teary eyed Romano looked at her. "Carina? I-Is that-a you?" He whimpered. "T-This isn't another-r d-dream-a, i-is it?" Fortuna laughed and pulled him into her arms. Veneziano was somehow still asleep, but the two just shared their own moment. "I-I-a missed-a you, you bitch!" He cried, clinging to her.

"Romano, I-I missed you to..." She trailed, drawing him closer.

Romano growled at her and pulled away, "Then why did you-a stay away for 33 years?" He yelled, curling his fists. Veneziano began to shift and rubbed his eyes as he woke up.

Fortuna sighed as she backed herself up against the wall, "I think I owe you two a story..."

Veneziano crooned as he woke up, but he stared at her as he opened his eyes. Tears sprung to his eyes, and he asked to Romano, "Fratello, you're-a seeing this-a too, si?"

Romano looked to him and nodded, "Si, it's-a her. She has-a some explaining to-a do."

Fortuna nodded and pulled Veneziano closer, "Yeah. So, when I left 33 years ago, it took us a while to reach the Chinese empire. We were escorted before the emperor, and it was a sight. A large amount of rugged, dirty Romans surrounded by clean, well-groomed Chinese officials. So the emperor is shocked by our appearance and demands why we were there, 'State your purpose!' He shouts, and my mother had taught me how to speak Chinese when I was a child, so I had to be a translator for a while. The entire court got confused as we had to introduce ourselves, but there was some confusion by our part, but we were spared because the emperor liked our joke, but then we brought out the gifts. After, we were escorted out, but the emperor thought that I was one of the gifts, and I had one of two options: Stay and don't start a war between Romans and the Chinese, and even if I said no, I'd be captured and held against my will. My other option, stay willingly, prevent war, and be able to walk around willingly."

Romano and Veneziano stared at her, and they had gotten over their interrupting phase with her, but anyone else was a different story. "I was forced to stay inside a single building, and on my first day, I had to walk in weird shoes with really baggy clothes, and deal with men who thought they were the greatest thing since welled water. But I managed to turn things to my favor, and I made friends with China. But about... nine or so years ago, there was a rebellion," She said looking down. Romano and Veneziano looked at each other. They hadn't seen her, but 80-something years with a person out-shines that, and they knew something had changed.

Veneziano wrapped his arms around her arm. "Sorellona, are you-a alright?" He asked.

Fortuna huffed a breathless laugh and looked at him, "I don't know, Venie, I really don't know. But that night... China burst into my room and told me to leave, that the rebellion was there. I grabbed my old pack, weapons, and left. I killed four men that night, boys. I barely managed to it because of this," She said, and closed her eyes. She had gotten faster at turning her aura off, and she popped her eyes open when she heard Veneziano scream.

"Y-You disappeared! D-Don't-a do that again!" He said, clinging to her arm. Fortuna smiled and returned her ambience to normal.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do that, and I'm always here boys. I can show you what else I learned later. But from that night, I had to travel the silk road by myself. It took me a good amount of time, and I began to break down a bit. To me, I was traveling a never ending road, trying to reach you guys, but I couldn't stop and talk to anyone. I was alone for two years, and my only company were my thoughts and whatever creatures were nearby. Rome found me a few years ago, but... I couldn't face you two. I didn't want you to see me like that. I didn't want to break your hearts to see someone else, who wasn't your older sister, show up. But then..."

"Ragazza, shut up. We don't-a care, we just-a wanted our-a big sister back. Don't-a ever stay away from-a us when you have-a the option. Got it?" He said, staring her down like he used to. Fortuna froze and shook as tears began to pool in her eyes again. She pulled her boys in close and nodded into their hair. "Ragazza, let us go," Romano protested.

Fortuna grinned, and laughed, "Never!" She loosened her hold and picked them up into her arms, "Let's go and get some breakfast, alright?"

Things were eventually patched up over the next few years, and soon, Rome had her back out on the routes. By 211 AD, Septimius Severus had died in what would later be England, and Fortuna realized that Ardshir I would soon form the Sasanian Empire in 224, and would attack Upper Mesopotamia two or six years after that, sources were unclear. Fortuna shook her head as she returned to her meditation. The Italians were napping on the bed in front of her and she sighed. She wouldn't be able to meditate like this. If Rome sent her up there in 29 years, then she wouldn't oppose the request. But right now, she also had to worry about the Roman emperors. Severus' sons were still at each other's throats despite his dying wish, and the younger was to be assassinated by his older later this year.

Fortuna sighed and buried her face into her knees as she drew her legs close. "Fortuna, are you all right?" Rome asked as he popped his head into the room.

She smiled as she shook her head, "Am I? History is weird..."

Rome nodded, "Yeah, and historians later are going to pull out their hair when they look at our records!" He laughed. "Do you want to come to a battlefield soon? You've seen enough of the countryside, but what about an actual battle?" She thought about it, and looked at the boys. "They'll be fine, and I won't let anything happen to you!"

Fortuna sighed, "They'll be mad, but... I hate to say this, but I need to get out there. I really do." She needed to be ready to transfer. He didn't need to know about the Sasanian Empire, if he didn't already know.

Rome raised an eyebrow, but shrugged it off. "Wonderful! The campaign is in six years, so just a heads up! Would you like to go visit the Baths of Caracalla before we leave sometime?"

Fortuna looked at him with scrunched eyebrows, "Didn't that start construction not too long ago? And we have do have six years, but no, I'm fine using the ones here." She looked over to the boys and leaned against the wall."I'm fine for now where I am. See you in the morning," She said, and got back into her position and closed her eyes. Though she couldn't see it, Rome closed his eyes as he looked down, then left the doorway.

Those six years passed faster than she would have liked.

Fortuna smiled sadly as she squat down to meet her brothers' teary gaze, and pushed their hair out of their face as she kissed them on their foreheads. "I'll be back a soon as I can, alright? I promise! Romano, I'll try to be back before 279. You're going to be fine, alright?" She said, looking between the two. Romano stared at her angrily and Veneziano hugged her with tears in his eyes.

"Try-a not to get-a hurt, Sorellona!" He cried. She nodded, and set Veneziano down.

"I'll try not to get hurt, and I'll try to keep an eye on your grandpa. I'll return, alright?" She asked, twirling the peach pit ring on her finger. Romano looked at it, and Fortuna smiled. Reaching into a small pouch beside her, she pulled out a smaller one. Passing it over to Romano, she smiled. "I promise I'll be back. Remember the tale of two brothers? So long as I'm alive, this ring will not break. It can get nicked, but it will never become unwearable," She promised, and he stared at it. Slipping it onto his finger, tears pooled into his eyes.

"Fortuna..."

Rome placed a hand on her shoulder, "We have to go now, Fortuna." She nodded and stood up.

"I'll see you soon, alright?" Romano twirled the ring in his hand and nodded as if in a daze.

"See-a you later Ragazza," He whispered as he saw his older sister and grandpa walk into the distance.

It was April 8, 217 AD, and their group was traveling from Edessa when Caracalla stopped for a restroom break. Fortuna paused as she squatted down, and she had been thankful the men had gotten over her wearing pants again. The emperor's guard nodded and waved him off, and a single guard followed to keep an eye on him. She closed her eyes, knowing what was coming next. Rome sucked in a breath and he began shouting. It went silent for Fortuna as he began yelling, and the twang of a single arrow hitting the assassin soared over her head as she stayed in her own little world.

She was unaware how long she stayed like that, but when she opened her eyes, it was dark out and Rome sat in front of her patiently. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be sleeping sitting up, but she knew better. "I can see why you do this. It's comforting," He said, opening his eyes. "Are you alright? You were in your own world for a while, why happened?"

She looked down, "Nothing, but things were a little wild. It's easier to stay calm than to panic in times like that," she said. Rome nodded in understanding and rubbed his chest slightly. "The real question is, are you alright?"

Rome nodded, but said nothing. "We're trying to find a new leader. So far, Macrinus is looking good."

Fortuna looked at him confused, "Wasn't he in the plot to kill Caracalla?" Rome nodded, but didn't elaborate. "Do you need some time alone?" Rome shook his head, but she scooted over and leaned against his shoulder, pulling him into a sideways hug. He still said nothing as he suddenly turned and pulled her into a full hug, pulling her tight.

"Why do they do this to each other? I thought humans were supposed to help each other!" He cried into her shoulder. Fortuna smiled sadly, and returned the awkward hug.

"They get power hungry and they get greedy, but it's not everyone, see?" She said, motioning to a few soldiers and one waved a loner to come join them. "They can be kind, be compassionate, and they can love. It's just those few that set out the rest. Don't let them cloud your vision," She whispered. Rome nodded.

"You used to be human at some point, didn't you? How old were you when this position was forced on you?" He asked, pulling away slightly.

Fortuna looked over the man's shoulder. "I was twenty. I had found out that my life before this had just been to groom me, and I wasn't even completely ready. But currently, I wouldn't have it any other way. I've gotten more family than I could have ever asked for."

Rome nodded. "Thank you. You're so smart, Fortuna. How old are you this year?"

She thought for a minute, "I think I'm 157 currently, but somedays, it feels like longer," she admitted, and the older man nodded in agreement.

"Come on, let's go and get some rest. We old people need it," He joked, picking her up. Fortuna huffed and did a quick backflip to get out of the bridal-style carry. Rome didn't even blink, but smiled as she nodded.

Macrinus ended up becoming Emperor three days later. He began attempting to make peace with the Parthians, much to everyone's dislike and soon, they marched into Mesopotamia to try and get them out, but things began going south.

Yay, that's over, and while I'm sorry about glazing over so much, I need to keep this story moving. Next up- the Sasanian empire, which I bet that you history teacher didn't really go over that! I know mine didn't, but he was cool! And thanks to Qeani for finding out information on the personification! If you have any questions, PM or review!