Japan flew to America.

"Amerika-kun, I made the plane."

"Thanks best bud!" America wrapped his arm around japan's shoulders. Japan shifted nervously.

"You okay?"

"Eto...yeah" Japan took America's arm off of him.

"I gotta go." America waved him off.

"See ya later dude!" America sighed. "England's sick and Japan is acting all weird..." His eyes shot out wide like it was going to pop out of his head.

"Japan!" It was too late, for Japan was gone.

~Next day~

Japan cuddled up in his blanket on his couch. He heard loud banging on his door. 'I don't want to get up...'

"Ve~ Japan open up! It's Italy!" Japan groaned as he got up slowly to the front door. He was greeted by a hug from the Italian.

"Buon giorno!" Japan pushed the Italian off.

"Ah, Itaria-kun. Ohayo gozaimasu and personal space." Italy grinned as he held up bags.

"I brought material to make pasta~!"

"Itaria-kun, that is very nice of you but I don't feel well...goodbye." Japan closed the door which caused the Italia to scream.

"Eh~?! What's wrong?"

"Ve~ I left my foot in the doorway." Japan's eye twitched.

"Gomen... I kinda want to be left alone."

"Ve~ but being alone isn't fun, no~?" Italy stepped into the house."I'll go into the kitchen~!"

"Ah! Wait Itaria-kun!" Japan followed the Italian into the kitchen.

"Don't worry Japan. I've learned my lesson from Germany! Ve~ I'll keep your kitchen clean~."Japan sighed,

"If you say so..." Italy took out the ingredients on the counter. He took out a pot and filled it with tomato sauce and seasonings. He mixed it together with some of the seasonings flying out. Japan took out a rag and started cleaning up after Italy. The Italian took out another giant pot from his bags.

"When it stops raining I go see my friend,and pile up memories with ravioli. Since I want to see your smiling face... Come on, let's boil hot water!~" Italy sang."Pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta,pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta,pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta...iyei~!" HE poured water and pasta in the pot."The world is made of precious flour and water!" The Italian sang as he grabbed Japan's hands, causing the smaller nation to blush, as the taller nation twirled him.

"When I look up to the empty sky, I see lightly floating macaroni, The happiness of slowly savoring the taste." Japan smiled; he rested his head on Italy shoulders as he tried to attempt to cover his blush. He and the Italian continued to dance int he kitchen. Japan looked up.

"Gomen... Itaria-kun...the pasta?"

"A-Ah right!" Italy said startled as he dropped Japan on the hard cold floor.

"Ow... my old bones..."

"Mi dispiace Japan." Italy held out his hand as Japan grabbed it without hesitation.

"Maa ii deshou."" The Asian nation replied. Italy returned back to the stove. He poured out the excess water and addded the tomato sauce. Japan grabbed the rag and wiped the messes Italy made. Japan smiled to himself as he watched Italy.

'Itaria-kun... you make me happy...'

"Ve~ Nihon, you're smiling." Japan blushed.

"Thank you, Itaria-kun." Italy smiled and set the plates on the coffee table and sat on the couch as Japan followed him. Japan took a bite of the pasta.

"It is really good Itaria-kun, I always enjoyed your cooking."

"Ve~ Really? Grazie." They ate in silence.

"Eto... Itaria-kun." Japan put his fork down.

"Yeah?" He said through of a mouthful of pasta.

"I really enjoy being your friend. I don't want to lose you." Japan looked down at his plate pushing the pasta around with his fork.

"Aww~ Grazie Japan~!" He said smiling. "I don't want to lose you either." Japan held a soft smile. The smile quickly fell from his face. His face darkened.

"If I did something... something wrong... would you still be my... friend?" Italy eyes shot opened to reveal his amber eyes. The Italian man got up from his seat and left. Japan bit his lip. 'What was I thinking, he'll hate me for sure.' He covered his face with his hands trying to stifle his sobs. Italy came back in the room with a notebook and a pencil. The pencil moved swiftly across the page.

"Nihon." The Japanese man didn't respond. Italy cocked his head to the side and stared at Japan. He picked up notebook and continued his work again. When he was satisfied, he set the notebook and pencil down.

"Nihon." Italy called again. "Nihon! Look at me!" He yelled as he grabbed the smaller nation's face. He looked at the Italian's face. The tears he tried to stifle fell down his pale face. Japan quickly covered his face.

"Nihon! . ."Italy said sternly. Japan body shook as for he was startled. He lifted up his face as he stared at him through blurred tears.

"Nippon... I will always, always be your friend. We're best friends after all." Italy flashed him a reassuring smile. He held Japan's hand. "Now tell me what's bothering you."

"I-I can't." Italy ran the same hand through Japan's hair.

"When you're ready, you can tell me."

"I did something I'm not proud of." Japan stated.

"We've all been through that Nippon."

"But it is like it is haunting me. Every time I close my eyes my actions come back to remind me what I did."

"Dwelling in the past is no good, no? You can't change it. What's done is done." Japan looked like he was in deep thought.

"What would you do?" Italy lets go of the smaller nation's face.

"I smile." He flashed a smile at the Japanese man." The Holy Roman Empire. Sometimes when I close my eyes to sleep; he's there. I know France told me to forget him but I- I just can't. The only thing I regret... was when he left,I didn't follow. When he never came back, I didn't search for him. Event though it'll make me want to cry; I don't. I still smile." Italy poked Japan's nose at each word." Cause. Life. Gets. Better."

"But I feel like a seed of evil sprouted in my soul..." More tears fell down his pale face.

"I believe no soul is truly pure black... or pure white. No matter what you've done you're one of the people that make up my world." Italy used his thumb to wipe away Japan's tears. He kissed both of the Japan's eyes.

"A-Arigato." Italy bend down on one knee in front of the Asian man and held his hand.

"Promise me. Promise me you would smile." Japan hugged Italy.

"I promise. Aishiteru."

"Ti voglio bene." Japan chuckled a little.

"You always make me smile." Italy held Japan tighter.

"Ve~ I'm glad." They hugged in silence.

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Italy picked up the notebook. He flipped to a page which was a drawn picture of Japan smiling.

" I always love this expression on your face." Japan took the notebook in his hands and blushed.

"T-Thank you." His blush deepened.

"Keep it to remember this is what I want your face to look like." Italy looked at his watch. " Ve~ the time! I gotta go!" He picked up his bags."Arriverderci Nihon~!"

"Wakare Itaria-kun." Italy left through the door and stopped.

"We should do this again Nippon~."

"Hai." Japan nodded and did a 90 degree bow. "Arigato Itaria-kun." Italy left and Japan locked the door as his phone ranged.

"Moshi moshi, Nihon desu."

"Japan we need to talk."

A/N: Oooh Cliffhanger~!
Sorry it took long ^-^ well its a longer chapter anyway. I'm trying to make them longer too. I got lazy and started watching kpop bands reality shows they're really addicting. \(^0^)/. Please Review! I don't want silent readers ^-^. If you're not understanding the fanfic so far tell me and I'll make an chapter to explain after chapter 7 though because chapter 6 and 7 are linked together. Thanks for all the views and favourites so far. I appreciate it ^-^.

Translation

Shiawase(Japanese)- Good fortune , happiness- also the title of chapter
Eto (Japanese)- Umm.., err.., well actually don't get it confused with "Ano" which is ummm... or that thing over there and can be used to slow down a converstation to think.
Buon giorno (Italian)- Good morning
Ohayo gozaimasu (Japanese)- Good morning-formal
Gomen (Japanese)- I'm sorry - really informal
Mi dispiace (Itralian)- I'm sorry
Maa ii deshou (Japanese)- It's okay
Grazie (Italian)- Thank you
Nihon/Nippon (Japanese)- Japan
Arigato (Japanese)- thank you - informal
Aishiteru (Japanese)- I love you
Ti voglio bene (Italian)- I love you
Arriverderci (Italian)- Goodbye
Wakare (Japanese)- Farewell
Hai (Japanese)- Yes
Moshi moshi (Japanese)- hello (when on the phone)