I just realized something.
Aphrodite. APH.
I swear, I didn't notice that at first. *gets in a heroic pose* I'm just awesome like that!
Anyway, I have good news! Kiki meets Italy in this chapter! Yay for Italy! :D
Also, I would like to say that I was planning to update yesterday, but I got distracted reading TWDG fanfics. Dear God, that's game's amazing. Even though I haven't finished playing it yet... *nervous laughter*
One more thing, I'd like you all to know, I can't write accents. Like, at all. You seriously have no idea how many times I attempted to write Italy's accent. '-_- *facetable* I don't have any Italian friends, okay? I have a friend who's, like, half or a quarter German, but he doesn't even have an accent, so how the hell should I know what a German accent sounds like?
Hey, do you like the cover image? I made it! It's Kiki wearing her school uniform because why not?
Anyway, before I start this lame attempt at a fan-made Hetalia episode, I will be doing Reviewer Replies! Yay!
writersoftheuniverse: Why, thank you, madam! This is actually my first try at a story like this! I'm not really sure if I'll be doing Paint It, White because FUNimation is a huge jerkoff and won't let me watch it. *randomly starts talking to the website* I DON'T HAVE THE MONEY FOR A PREMIUM ACCOUNT, OKAY FUNIMATION!? GOD!
...Um, anyway, let's start, shall we?
Disclaimer: If I owned Hetalia, there would be a lot of weird shit in it, so it's probably a good thing I don't.
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(Italy's POV)
Gah! I have to find a place to hide before Germany finds me!
This was pretty much the only thing going though Italy's mind at the moment.
WWI was going on right now, and for some reason, the great and powerful Germany saw little Italy as his enemy.
Italy was shocked (and scared) when he heard that Germany was after him. Probably mostly to take over his country, and maybe because he saw him as a threat.
Italy was confused when he heard that the German thought he was a threat. Who would see cute and innocent Italy as a danger?
I have to hurry and find a place to hide! Italy thought, He could be nearby!
Italy broke out of his thoughts when he saw a figure in the distance that looked to be... laying down, mostly likely sleeping.
Who would sleep in the middle of the forest? Especially with scary Germany around!
The thought made him shiver.
Italy, curiosity getting the better of him, decided to inspect this figure.
Seeing it almost made his jaw drop.
It was a girl, around 15 or 16, slightly tanned skin, with shoulder length brown hair with a dark purple streak, glasses, with a dark blue bag slung over her shoulders, and she was clutching a sketchpad to her chest like her life depended on it.
The girl looked like she wasn't from the area, not looking like anybody Italy saw in the towns nearby. She looked Greek, and another heritage he couldn't recognize.
She doesn't look German... so that means she's not helping Germany! Italy thought cheerfully.
But not knowing her other race bugged Italy for some reason. He bent down and got onto his knees so he could study her face better.
But then, she stirred, and her eyelids slowly fluttered open.
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(Back to Kiki's POV!)
I felt my eyes slowly open as I awoke from my sleep. I really hope I didn't sleep long...
I noticed that the blurry colors I woke up to weren't green, like the color of the forest. They looked to be a bundle of auburn-ish and blue.
But, when my vision got better, I realized I wasn't seeing random colors.
I was looking at a person.
My eyes widened and I backed into the tree, frozen in fear.
"No, no! I won't hurt you!" The stranger shouted.
The stranger was a boy, and he didn't look that much older than me. He had reddish brown hair, wearing a beige military uniform, and, somehow, he was able to see me with his eyes tightly shut.
But... the strangest thing was...
He had a stubborn curl that didn't seem to want to go down.
Like... Italy's...?
"I'm Italy! Northern Italy! What's your name?" The stranger greeted cheerfully.
My eyes widened some more.
Did he just say 'Northern Italy'?
"Aphrodite... but call me Kiki..." I replied.
"Ciao, Kiki!" Nor- I mean, Italy said.
"Hello..." I replied.
"Oh, my bad, here!" Italy said. He stood up and held out his hand for me.
I hesitated, before taking his hand and getting up. "Thank you..."
"No problem!" He replied cheerfully.
He started walking, gesturing me to follow him. I could fell my face heating up before I gave in and starting walking with him.
We sat in an awkward silence for a while before I asked, "Um... Italy? Where are we, exactly?"
He answered with no problem whatsoever. "My country, of course!"
His answer made me stop in my tracks.
Wait, how did I get from Japan to Italy!?
But then, my brain began to process this information.
I met the country of Northern Italy, God knows how, and all of a sudden I'm in his country...?
It took me a few minutes while I worked out the solution.
Am I in HETALIA!?
But... that's IMPOSSIBLE! Hetalia is an anime, not a different dimension! Or have I been reading too much fanfiction lately and I'm dreaming this?
I started creating theories that weren't helping me at all until I noticed Italy waving his hand in front of my face.
"Kiki, are you alright?" He asked, concerned.
I gulped, not knowing how to respond. But luckily, I was a quick thinker in situations like this. "Y-yeah Italy, I'm fine. Just lost in thought, is all."
Italy smiled and nodded, before we started walking again.
I'm in Hetalia? But... how...?
Suddenly, Italy stopped walking, and looked into the distance, frozen.
I walked up to him and touched his shoulder. "Italy?"
To my surprise, he grabbed my wrist and started running, dragging my along with him.
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
We ran like this for a while, well, actually he did, before he stopped in front of a... crate?
"Uh... Italy, is that a tomato crate?" I asked, rubbing the now sore wrist that he had held onto.
Italy nodded, and began getting rid of the nails that held the crate's lid together with a hammer he got from God knows where.
Then I noticed that this scene looked familiar. The tomato crate... so we're in episode one? I'm living this through from the episodes?
Half of me wanted to squeal and jump around like a person with ADHD who had drunk too much coffee, and the other half wanted to scream and have a panic attack.
The panic attack side was winning.
Italy snapped me out of my thoughts by saying, "Kiki! I got it open! Yay!"
"Okay, now what?" I asked.
"Hide!" He whispered-shouted before jumping into the crate, pulling me along with him.
I was confused at first. Why are we in this crate, again? I thought. Since I couldn't answer my own question, I asked Italy.
"We're hiding from Germany, of course!" He answered quietly, but in slight fear.
I mentally face-plammed at my own stupidity. Goddamnit. I knew that. Stupid fucking brain.
Italy and I froze in fear when we heard footsteps that were slowly getting closer.
Wait...
"Shit."
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And there's the first chapter! Yes, I know you hate me for leaving a cliffhanger. I'M EVIL *evil laugh* MUAHAHA
I'm getting the feeling that some of you ship ItalyxKiki now. I don't blame you. *looks around before whispering* I kinda do too...DX
I don't really have anything else to say, so see ya in the next chapter! Peace!