Just a small Fan-Fic for Italy and Holy Rome. They say there is a Rainbow after every storm... wait. Who is they? I do not own Hetalia, i forgot to put that in the story. One-shot.

In late 2009, Prussia plans to reveal his people's plans to revive a time-honored tradition for the wasteland left by Doomsday. But even as the world moves on, some ghosts of the past continue to haunt those left behind. All while another surprise waited.

When magic exists but is cancelled out by those of the opposite sex, humans have split by gender and have to reproduce with the help of faeries. This is the story of two men who just want a kid of their own. USUKUS, fantasy AU, mpreg, occasional smut

Full Name: For Some Reason, Italy And Clothes Just Don't Seem To Get Along - Germany is fed up with Italy's habit of showing up at his place pantsless. He intends to punish him, but… Things take a slightly different turn. Ger/Ita, a mention of 'Spamano'.

"Wait for me, okay?" He asked sliding a thin gold ring with a little diamond in it on to her finger. She nodded in response and whispered a quiet. "I'll wait for you," Solder!Prussia X Fem!Canada, R&R.

Arthur has been hiding the bruises from Alfred for the last year, but the things Scot dose have become more violent. USUK, Abusive!Scotland, Human names used, AU. On hiatus until further notice, sorry.

Austria's reflections on past and present loves.

Porque esta es nuestra tradición antigua y de esta nos sentimos orgullosos

This is my first Hetalia fanfic, so I'm sorry if it sucks. I own nothing except for my OC, this is pure fluff, so don't take offense. Rated T for language, a bit of Lemon and Lime later.

A chance encounter with a stranger in Venice, Italy during Carnival leaves Ludwig Beilschmidt with more questions than answers.

Michelle didn't think that a business trip with her father to the Kirkland Manor, would change her life when Mr. Kirkland's nephew is visiting. Fences are built for reasons, but what does go beyond that dark forest? AU

¿Recuerdas la primera vez que le viste? Te encantaron las guitarras, las risas y esa revolución dentro de ti que desató su sonrisa. Amaste esa libertad y ese "Love, love me do" que tarareabas por lo bajo. Inglaterra/John Lennon. Drabble.

Switzerland brings his baby sister to a graduation party. And of course Austria shows up. This is my first Fanfiction story.

Francis était ce qu'on pouvait appeler un vendeur à la sauvette. Enfin, en tant normal. Car aujourd'hui était un jour spécial. Alors que se passa-t-il lorsqu'au détour d'une rue, il croisa le chemin d'un étrange client? FRUK Happy Valentine's Day in late!

Después del ataque del 9/11, América se aísla, negándose a entrar en contacto con otras personas por una paranoia a que lo lastimen. Nadie ha sido capaz de llegar a él o hacer que deje de dormir con una pistola a su lado. Pero ¿Puede salvarlo Inglaterra?

The Countries use colors to describe aspects of their relationships. All titles are song titles, so credit goes to respective owners.

It's January 2004, and America needs a little favor from Canada. What's it going to take to get him to agree? Brother!Fluff, no slash.

France and England deicded that Canada and America are old enough to go horseback riding. simply FACE fluff. Hope you like!

Alfred quería saber acaso todas las naciones actuaban como Arthur ante el alcohol, ¡así que se propuso intentar embriagarlos a todos para averiguarlo!

The love that an older brother feels for his younger brother is something irreplaceable. Sometimes I feel as though we have so much to say to each other, and yet we never talk. France, MPD!Spain.

Why do you glare at me so angrily? I did nothing that you were not doing-we both knew that neither of us were going to follow that treaty-we decided not to trust each other, did we not?

There were things I knew about Francis, & things I guessed about Francis, & things that I had come to terms with about Francis, but never did I think he'd become so inconsistent, consistently. Now that I think about it, maybe he was always untouchable...

Short poem dedicated to Alfred and his struggles to be accepted. Cry at the happiness, Smile at the sadness by Isai-koisk6918 is a response to this so read hers if you want a bigger picture. Slight shounen sp ai

Spain doesn't speak Italian. Unless in bed with Romano, of course.

Hungary's in love with Prussia, and Austria can't change that. He can't stop it; but he'll do anything to prevent it.