Sorry for the extremely long wait! I had my birthday party and my exit exam just pass and now it spring break so expect more updates. And thanks for all the follows and favorite but please remember to review so I can improve! Enjoy!

Italy smiled as usual at the table while literally the entire world still argued over whether an idea were stupid or if the nation itself was stupid which ultimately lead to another shouting match.

The Italian looked down at his notepad that currently was filled with scribbles and mindless doodle that he would write down with every idea.
He laid his pencil down as he quietly let out a yawn.
Looked liked it was time for a siesta but he was no where in a good position to sleep with him being in a meeting room and all.

'I could try but I really don't want to upset Germa- HEY.'

He thought as his gaze spotted a certain nation peaceful napping at the table with no question ask.
Italy crossed his arms in jealously and slumped in his chair as he watched the man. It was completely unfair! If he were to do that he would get scolded on the spot.

'Si! It's really mean. Well if Britain can sleep through the meeting then so could I !'

With that final thought he rested his crossed arms on the table, tilted his head in the right position for his head and laid his head down on his arms. His mind slowly quieted the noise in the room and blurred his vision till it was dark.

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Someone was shaking him.

"Hey. Hey. Wake up Miss"

Italy moaned in annoyance. He wanted to lay here and continue his peaceful siesta but someone kept egging him to wake up. He picked up himself up and sat up with his hand on his lap. That's when something felt strange. Italy twisted his hands into his lap where he felt the unnaturally soft fabric in his palm.

"What are you doing Miss?"

Now he had to know what was happening. He slowly open his eyes but had to quickly squint over the overwhelming bright sunshine. He rubbed his eyes and then looked at the stranger who was obviously trying to get his attention. His eyes started to clear when he finally recognized who it was and knew it was no stranger at all.

The figure was dressed in black. They were sitting directly in front of him. Their soft chubby hands held out brushing at his fingers as if asking for permission to hold his hand. They were Smiling sweetly just like they had long ago with loving and considered cerulean eyes that glittered right now in the brilliant sunshine.

" Miss Italy are you up and ready now?" He asked curiously as he tilted his head to look straight into Italy's eyes. Now taking his hands in his warm hands and enclose both his hands in his palms as he got close almost to the point where he was nuzzling the other

Italy imeditealy reacted by flinching and ripping his hand away from Holy Rome's, desperately leaning as far as he could without falling backwards away from him. "No.. You aren't suppose to be here. Stop looking at me like that please!" Italy exclaimed as he was flooded with memories. Oh how wish it could be but it just couldn't. He couldn't handle it. Italy started to weep and shaking looking down as tears dripped down his face.

The figure frowned " But it is me. Miss Italy, I am the Holy Roman Empire".

Holy Rome brought Italy closer to his chest as he wept trying to coax the nation into calming down.
His wails started to calm into sniffles and small quiet hiccups as he settled into Holy Rome's chest and the other in returned held him close arms enclosed around his waist tightly. A few minutes after finally calming down, Italy wrapped his arms around his lovers neck, laughing softly in relief.

"I missed you a lot Holy Rome" Italy spoke quietly as he let loose around Holy Rome's neck to cling to his arm.

" I missed you too as well." He spoke into his ear as he pressed him closer and petted his hair. That's where he looked up at Holy Rome, really looking at him when he realized they both started to move towards each other. Italy closed his eyes as he hoped to finish whaat they both started all those centuries ago.

" ITALY! HOLY ROME! WHERE ARE YOU!"

" PLEASE COME HERE YOU TWO"

Italy immediately pulled away from the boy, blushing furiously and looking away in completely and utter embarrassment. instead he tried focusing on the area finally discovering now that he and Holy Rome were in a endless meadows surrounded by thousands of small flowers, alone together. He then faced the boy for answers.

" Who was that?" Italy asked.

"Miss Hungary and Mister Austria. Their looking for us." He stood up, picking up Italy with him as they stood in the field watching two figure come into view.

First Hungary came up and picked the two children holding them close to her chest scolding them lightly on never leaving without telling her or Austria first.
Austria soon showed up and surprised Italy as he went on his knees, hugging the two and telling them how worried be became when he was unable to find them.

The tears in his eyes were threatening to spill again. He has never felt so loved in his life. He felt like he was actually part of a real family where everyone loved each other and not a country that was being ruled over. He grinned as he tightly held on to Austria for he knew he'll never get an opportunity like this in the real world.

Then it struck him. This wasn't real. He was dreaming. Dreaming something he wished for so badly.

Holy Rome frowned when he noticed his lover has suddenly looked distressed " Miss Italy why don't we pick flowers. I know you like doing that".

Italy looked up at Holy Rome. The tears he had tried hard to hold in leaked out as he suddenly latched himself to the boy. He cried until he couldn't anymore produce anymore tears and his throat raw from his wailing and constant gulps of air he tried to talk in between tears. Finally he could take no more and just laid in his childhood love's arms in exhaustion.

The boy smiled down sweetly as he held emotionally tired boy. He then collected some flowers and tied them together in a crown carefully.

" Shh.. it's alright Miss Italy. Just remember i'll always be here when you need me and that I will always love you no matter what." He spoke softly as he laid the flower crown on Italy who now started to fade off into consciousness.

As soon as Italy figure was completely gone. Holy Rome sweet smile twisted into a mischievous grin as he picked himself off and brushed himself off. He swiftly turned to Austria and Hungary.

" You wouldn't believe how easily I was able to earn that boys love. He practically adored me! Fellas I think I know who I like more from the two." He grinned as he titled his head slightly to look at the two countries.

"Hmm... You two need to get new costume fore the next act. We can't have my favorite boy unsatisfied when he returns." His face turned serious as he waited for the two countries.

The figure that had been Austria became mushed as it developed a new form that was a little boy that looked similar to the Italian but with its curl switched and with darker hair.
Hungary had also morphed but had chosen on a less likely person of character who consisted of devilish eyes and white hair.

Holy Rome grin only got bigger. " The brother and the albino. Nice choices very interesting. Mother will be very pleased. It's a shame no one is every careful in their dreams. People can be so careless." He sighed as he twirled in his spot tiredly. Then flopped on the ground into the long stalks of flowers. Looking up at his companion he held the ends of his cape up.

" Didn't I say I would great in black"

PHEW... DONE. IM TYPING UP THE NEXT CHAPTER RIGHT NOW SO I CAN MAKE UP FOR THE LONG WAIT.
But anyways, thank a lot for sticking with me and liking my half assed piece of work. It means a lot to my ego.
So yeah! Next Chapter soon! Ciao~