Hey! A longer chapter! Finally! Now if only my cat would stop trying to mess me up…

Anyway, this takes a step more towards a regular story, rather than the diary style. I just thought the other way would be better for this chapter, and the next two.

Hetalia not mine.

Diary,

I walked in Italy's dream tonight. He was in his maid outfit, and he was his little self, the one I fell in love with. He was on the crest of a hill, a canvas in hand, and paint supplies scattered around. The sky was blue, with a few clouds here and there. I started walking towards him, and he must have heard me since he turned around.

"H-Holy Rome?" he asked, shocked. His voice also returned to the child like one, making my heart skip a beat.

"Italy. I have come back." I said as I walked toward him, smiling.

Eagerly, he stood up, and started coming towards me, grinning. He ran me over, embracing me in a hug. "Mister Austria and Miss Hungary and Big Brother France said you were gone, like Grandpa Rome."

I gave a sigh. "In a way, I am. But ever since I fell, I have been watching you. I have never left you."

He looked at me. "R-really?"

"Yes Italy. I will always be with you."

With that, we stood together, hand in hand, enjoying each other's company that we haven't had for years.

"Holy Rome." Italy started, frowning slightly.

"Yes?" I asked. I didn't want meine liebe to frown.

"Will you come back? Not like this, but as a country?"

I felt my heart stop. "I'm sorry Italy. I can't. But I'll tell you like I told you before I left. I love you Italy. I always have, and I always will."

He looked away, and started sniffling, trying not to cry.

Around us, things started to blur, and I knew we didn't have long, since his dream was ending.

"Italy." I said, getting hi attention again. He looked at me, shocked as I pulled him closer, giving him a kiss and parting, letting go of his hand and starting to walk back down the hill.

"Holy Rome." He said in shock.

"Ich liebe dich, meine Italia. I will see you again, in your dreams. I promise."

My heart broke for Italy. He wanted me, and he still waited for me, even after hearing about my fall. I miss him so much.

So I pretty much died from the sweetness in this chapter (which happens to be the longest one so far!). I enjoyed writing this, even if the ending was a bit rushed due to mild writers block.

Translations:

Meine Liebe- my love

Ich liebe dich, meine Italia- (I really don't think I need to translate this, but I'll do it anyway) I love you, my Italy