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Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again

Italy was sitting in a corner, crying his eyes out. It was just one of those days where he was left alone, with his thoughts and memories. He rubbed his eyes roughly before more tears began to fall out. He wanted the memories to go away, he wanted his thoughts to disappear, he wanted the hurtful words to have never been said. He leaned against the wall, sobbing loudly.

Has no one told you she's not breathing
Hello I'm your mind giving you some one to talk to
Hello

"Italy, what has gotten you so upset?" Italy's head shot up when he heard a voice, but no one was there.

Holy RomeXChibitalia- Daisy Crowns

Italy sat alone, in a field of daisies. He was making daisy crowns. The wind blew, rustling the daisies and the hem of his green dress. He finished the crown and put it on his head. He began to work on another one.

"Italy?" he heard from behind him. Italy looked up at Holy Rome and smiled.

"Hey Holy Rome. Want to make daisy crowns with me?" he asked, picking another daisy and weaving it together with the other ones. Holy Rome sat beside him, but he didn't pick any daisies. Italy looked at him curiously.

"Why aren't you making a crown?"

"I... I don't know how."

"Then I'll show you!" Italy said, moving closer to him. He showed him what to

You're Not Alone [Romano]After scrolling through most of your contacts you came across the name of your friend Lovino Vargas. The hot tempered italian and you had been friends ever since middle school when you joined him on the swing set while he was all alone. Neither of you said much that first day, but you did get his name and agreed to do the same thing the next day. Ever since then you two had grown in friendship, and recently you had begun to develop feelings for him. Feelings suggesting you liked him more than a friend. Before you could decide against it, you pressed the CALL button and held the phone to your ear listening to the ringing. The phone rang three

To Give a Name in the woods

A pair of stubby little fingers, intertwined in a familiar embrace, linked the frightened Italian twins together. Their grip was firm as though any minute either sibling could be snatched away and disappear forever. The twins, named Romano and Veneziano, were quite lost in the woods, stumbling through the dense undergrowth like a blind man without his cane. The smaller of the two, tightened his hold on his older brother's hand as he trembled in fear. He glanced around with wide eyes, frightened by the malevolent and frightening appearance of the unfamiliar territory.

Towering over the lost babes, the trees frowned at them with their gnarled,

ItalyxReader ~ Every Time"AAAALRIGHT, PEOPLE!" you screeched, even though the ' people ' you were talking to were only Kiku and Feliciano.

"AS YOU KNOW, YOUR MENTOR SLASH TORTURER LUDWIG IS NOT HERE TODAY," you boomed. Feliciano sweated. It certainly didn't seem like it when you were hollering like that. OBVIOUSLY you were channelling Ludwig's…um…spirit.

"SO! ROLL CALL!" Yep…you were definitely channelling his take on things…
Ludwig always insisted on a roll call even though three people (but today two) attended the class.

"KIKU!" Dear God, she was even reading off a piece of paper.

"Hai!" The Japanese man quivered.

"FELICIANO!" ________ pee

Taking Over Me Chapter 1

Italy sat outside on the porch. He sighed sadly. He never liked to be alone for long. When he was alone for to long, he remembered. He remembered Holy Roman Empire. Those were the thought's plaguing him. He remembered dancing with him, teaching him how to paint...

And most of all, the day Holy Rome left him with the promise of coming back. How many years has it been? He should be back by now. He didn't want to think that Holy Rome had forgotten about him. Holy Rome wouldn't forget about him, right?

"Ciao Veneziano," he looked up at the sound of his brother's voice. He got up and smiled.

"Ciao fratello!" Italy said as he opened the front do

Taking Over Me Chapter 10

When Germany made it to Italy's house, he tried to open the door. Of course, it wouldn't open, so he knocked on the door. He heard footsteps but instead of Italy, it was Romano.

"I told you I didn't check him out!" Romano yelled when he saw it was Germany. "I'm on my way to the hospital right now."

"There's no reason to go, he isn't there," Germany said and Romano glared at him.

"Don't fucking joke around with me," Romano growled as he walked away. Germany sighed and left. Where else would Italy have gone if he wasn't at Romano's house. Right after he thought that he face palmed.

"My house," he said as he ran home. That's the only place I

Papa!2p!EnglandxSlightlyInsane!Reader:Daddy's Here

You cried as the other children laughed at your cloths. A dress that had been mended way too many times. Two different shoes with mismatched socks. They called you names like poor, orphan, worthless and loser.
A boy snickered as he tugged in your (h/c) colored pigtails. "Go back home!"
"P-Papa!" you cried. You knew he wasn't there, but just calling for him made you feel a little better. "Daddy!"
"Now what is going on here?" You looked over to see your daddy
"Daddy!"
The strawberry haired gentlemen smiled and scooped you up, "Now tell daddy what happened, poppet?"
You sniffled, "T-they called me names and he pulled my hair."
Your papa l

Taking Over Me Chapter 7

A few months had passed since Feliciano moved in with Romano, and he made it clear that he didn't like him. It didn't matter, Romano didn't like him all that much either. He had smacked him and demanded that Feliciano give control back to Italy, but Feliciano punched him and told him Italy didn't want contol. But for the past few days, that statement seemed to become false.

Feliciano was walking toward Italy in the dream realm, noticing he still had the same dull eyes. Felciano always found him like this, no glimmer of life or hope. So why was his control on Italy's body decreasing? He just didn't understand.

He kneeled down in front of Ita

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You were a respected girl from your town. You had a well known father and a lovely mother that everyone got along with. The only problem was that you were twenty and still single. In your town, all women were required to be married by eighteen and were suppose to bear a child at nineteen. You were different. You didn't like any of the suitors your father had made you meet. You didn't want to be married and have a child so young, let alone with a man you didn't like. So even though you were respected, many people frowned upon your way of living.

One night, you were at a fruit stand when a man bumped into you. You looked at him and felt yourse

Brother!ItalyxSister!ReaderxBrother!RomanoYou were laying in bed, kinda sad. Today it was raining and you couldn't play in the rain, because you were sick. Your big brother Feliciano was taking care of you, because big brother Lovino was at work. You were only four, Feliciano was eight and Lovino was fourteen.

"Sorella! I made some soup!" Feliciano said walking into your room.

You opened your eyes and seen your brother. "G-grazie fratel-" *Coughcoughcoughcough* You started coughing.

"S-sorella!" Feliciano yelled putting the soup down and running over to you. "Are you ok?!" He asked looking at you with eyea full of worry.

"I-I'm ok...." You said pulling the blankets over your head

RomanoxReader - New boyYou sighed.
It was the start of a new school year and you had spent most of your summer watching anime. Not the best way to spend your summer, you enjoyed it though. Your favourite anime was Hetalia, it was so funny! But. There was one country that caught your eye. That one sweet Italian. Lovino Vargas. Or Romano, as he was known to the other countries. When you first saw his debut in the anime, you couldn't stop looking at him. His cute little curl. His hazel eyes. His hot Italian accent. The sweet tsundere attitude. Everything about him seemed just perfect. You started to blush just thinking about him as you walked.

"HEY! ______!"
You s

Itacest~ I'll Protect You FratelloOn the playground the children surrounded one particular Italian child that they found to be rather irritating. They laughed at him when he curled into a fetal position and cried for help.

"Fratello, help me!"

"Would you shut up!" One of the kids began to be irritated and started to kick him in the side.

Suddenly he felt another child grab him them from behind and knock them down.

Another Italian child that looked much like the one lying on the ground had knocked the child down. He shielded the crying one with his body.

"Leave mi Fratello alone!" he cried out.

The whimpering boy under him said with a shaky voice, "G-grazie Lovi."

"I'll

Italy x Reader x Romano - An Unknown Secret Ch. 5

Italy x Reader x Romano
An Unknown Secret
Chapter 5
*Please, watch out for Romano's language! Who would he be without cursing?!
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"You need to practice more until you are able to handle any weapon by yourself."

"How will that work out? I can't even handle your warm ups without panting heavily in the end!"

"From my years of experience, practice makes precise."

"Don't you mean perfect?"

"No, you could never become perfect. So, continue with your practices!"

As the weeks passed, your parents began to teach you how to protect yourself. Your mom taught you how fight in han

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Itacest- I'm Not The One

by ~HetaliaJapan, Sep 18, 2012, 2:28:46 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Fantasy / Short Stories

Romano was sitting with Italy on the couch, holding his brother as he cried. He was tired of seeing his little brother cry. He was tired of seeing the bruises that Italy tried to hide. He was tired of his brother being an emotionless wreck for a few days before he simply broke down.

Who's was to blame for this? The potato bastard's brother, Prussia. Yes, Italy and Prussia were dating, but it wasn't a happy relationship. Prussia abused Italy, yet Italy refused to leave him. It didn't matter what Romano said to him, he would just say that he would change.

Italy pulled away from him and rubbed his eyes. He smiled sadly at Romano, and Romano felt his heart snap in half at the sad expression on his little brother's face.

"I-I'm okay now. Grazie, Fratello," Italy said as he stood up. Romano stood as well. Italy looked at him.

"Something wrong?"

"Veneziano... You need to break up with him. I don't like the way he treats you."

Italy looked to the side, "He'll change. I know he will. Give him a chance."

Romano growled. "I've given him plenty of chances! He's not going to change Veneziano! Every time you go see him, you come home crying or shut yourself off from the world! Please Veneziano, leave him!"
Italy looked at him and faked a smile.

"He'll change. I know he will."

The next day, he came home with yet another bruise. Romano gritted his teeth as he walked over. He could see Italy was withdrawing from the world again. Why couldn't Prussia see what he was doing to him? He was ruining him!

"Veneziano? Come sit down," he said. He looked at Romano before he passed out. Romano caught him and sunk to the floor. He felt the tears well up, he was so angry at Prussia right now. He picked Italy up and carried him to his bedroom. He sat by his bed and held his hand.

"I'm worried about you. You might not be able to tell cause I can't express it well... But I love you," Romano said as he watched his younger brother sleep. "I swear... I will get you out of this relationship with Prussia."

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A month had passed since that day. Romano was waiting for Italy to come home when the phone rang. He got up and went to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello. Is this Lovino Vargas?"

"Si," Romano's eyes widened. The man on the other line used his human name. That must mean...

"We have your brother here at the hospital. Feliciano Vargas. He was beaten pretty badly, a man named Ludwig brought him in. Hello? Are you still there?"

Romano was already out the door. When he arrived he told them he was here for his brother and they led him to the room he was in. Romano felt his heart stop when he saw his brother. He had two cut wounds on his cheeks. His left side was bandaged, it seemed like he was stabbed. Romano walked over slowly, tears welling up. Itlay turned his head to look at him, his eyes emotionless.

"Fratello..."

Romano broke down. He growled as he tried to stop the tears from pouring out.

"It was him wasn't it!? That bastard did this didn't he!?"

"Mr. Vargas, calm down," one of the nurses said, but he ignored her. He watched as Italy nodded slowly.

"No more Feliciano. You're done with him, are we clear?" Romano gritted out as Italy shook his head.

"No, I-"

"Feliciano, no! I won't allow this to continue!" Romano screamed. He turned on his heels and left the room, ignoring the nurses who rushed over to him. He went to Germany's house. He knocked on the door and Prussia answered it. Romano growled and punched him in the jaw.

"Ow! What the hell was that for!" Prussia glared at Romano. Romano glared back.

"Stay away from Veneziano! I won't let you see him anymore!"

Prussia just grinned at him. "You can't control your brother."

"I don't care! I refuse to let him see you," Romano spat. He left, the sound of Prussia's laughter ringing in his ears.

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Romano was tending to Italy's wounds. He came home from the hospital 3 days ago and still need his wounds to be cared for. He watched Italy carefully, to make sure he didn't sneak out to see Prussia. Italy just stared at the floor.

"Veneziano?"

Italy didn't respond. Not like it was any different. He hasn't said a word since he came home. Romano sighed.

"Veneziano, please cheer up. This isn't like you," Romano said. Again, Italy didn't respond. Romano leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"It's not the end of the world. He wasn't the one meant for you Veneziano."

Suddenly Italy began to cry, surprising Romano a bit. He hugged Romano tightly and Romano hugged back hesitantly.

"It feels like my world is falling apart Fratello," Italy sobbed. Romano rubbed his head.

"Shh... You'll make it through."

Italy just cried harder while Romano just held him close.

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Romano was sitting at the kitchen table with Italy. It's been six months since he separated him from Prussia. He finally took his little brother away from the abuse, he felt glad about that. Italy had improved since then. He was eating regularly now and he was actually his old happy self again. Of course there was rare moments he would have nightmares and would retreat from the world again.

Italy looked at Romano as he got up and walked over. Romano hugged Italy, surprising him a bit.

"Fratello?" Italy questioned as Romano lifted his chin up. Romano leaned over and kissed him. Italy kissed back.

"I love you Veneziano."

"I love you too, Romano," Italy said as he smiled at him. Romano smiled as well and gave Italy another kiss.

Itacest- I'm Not The Oneby ~HetaliaJapan

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Fantasy / Short Stories

OOC: I wrote this while I was very sleepy and I tried to fix it... I did a crap job of fixing it though

Does this need a warning?

This was originally a songfic for 3OH!3's song I'm Not The One but I took the lyrics out because I strayed to far from them. It's still based off it though (plus I didn't know what else to name this)

Italy, Romano, Prussia & Germany belong to Hidekazu Himaruya

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