I got this idea after seeing what the characters originally looked like and how their personalities were going to be, after checking out this stuff I got an idea.

Summery: After the devastating WWIII, some the personified nations gave up their roles as countries to be reborn as humans with no memories of their past life to protect humanity, but can they really stay away from their pasts forever?

Warnings: OOC moments, OC characters, all the nations are a bit different from their final character designs and personalities but they will return to normal slowly, cussing, possible yaoi and het

I own nothing but the plot and the of the names for characters

Pairings: unsure at the moment, am taking suggestions (Prussia/Hungary and France/ England are out of the question)

The character's new human names:

Italy- Piero (a very common name in Italy)

Germany- Klaus (something old yet still used)

Japan- Hiroki (he is sharing his name with his voice actor)

Prussia- Frederick (this is an easy guess)

America- Samuel (Uncle Sam ring a bell?)

England- Benjamin (Big Ben joke)

France- Jean (a common name, and his original name)

Russia- Alexei (a common name in Russia, also the name of the last czar's son)

China- Ling (VERY common name)

Romano- Luciano (a common name)

Spain- Giorgio (common name)

Canada- Albert (the French pronunciation is used, meaning the t is silent)

If you have a name for another country that you wish to see in this, please tell me in a review.

On with the fic!

It's the Earth

Chapter One: Piero's Vespa

"Must we do this? It seems like a bad idea…"

"What choice do we have? You saw what they were trying to do; they brutally murdered our fellow nations for their disagreement to peace. To prevent anymore deaths, we must do this."

"I hope this will prevent anymore world wars…"

"It better, because if it doesn't, shit's gonna hit the fan."

"We lost enough people and fellow nations, we don't need to lose anymore to pointless wars."

"Let us sign this now, so that we may end this suffering."

"Agreed."

Piero Veneziano Vargas wasn't the best employee at work, nor was he the worst. He just happened to have a bad time trying to get to work on time after he takes his daily siesta.

Clothing is usually forgotten, since he sleeps naked, which has caused his employers to have to keep some extra clothing in the back for him. Usually this forgetfulness would cause him to lose his job, but his cooking skills are to die for so he is forgiven, but there have been a few close calls.

The Italian never really cared for work, but since he didn't go to college, his older brother was living somewhere else and his grandfather had left years ago, he needed a way to make a living and that meant he had to work in an Italian restaurant since he could only cook Italian foods.

But more importantly, he needed this job since after the third World War, jobs were hard to come by and so was trying to live in this current world.

The boy looked at himself in the mirror, frowning at his messy hair, an auburn color that he knew wasn't the right tone for him but it was his hair color and he was stuck with it. The little curl on the side of his head was present as always, almost unnoticeable at times, amber-eyes looked back at him in the reflection.

"Today is not a good day, vee…" He frowned, noticing the slowly swelling bump on his forehead from having fallen from his bed and onto the hard floor of the small flat he lived in by himself, aside from his cat Gino. Not only did he have a bump on his head but he had nothing for lunch and it was starting to rain, plus he only had a few minutes to get to work…

"VEEEE! OH NO!" Piero squealed and grabbed his jacket; luckily he had been dressed before, and stormed out the door, locking it. Almost falling down the flight of stairs, Piero found his old Vespa, still locked up to the radiator where he left it, and went out the door to the building his lived in. He frowned as he saw that it was down pouring right now.

Shoot, if he didn't make it to work on time today, he was going to be fired for sure! His boss was gonna kill and serve him in a Calzone for dinner, he just knew it! Damn the rain was getting harder and it was fogging up the visor on his helmet. At least traffic isn't so bad, Piero thought; hopefully he could make it in time with just a few minutes to spare.

However that little thought came to a sudden end. Piero pulled the breaks the moment he noticed a pedestrian trying to cross through a red light, but the sudden stop along with the conditions of the streets resulted in a horrible halt and the brunet was thrown from his Vespa and into a wall.

The last thing he saw was a figure running toward him, taking a picture.

"Found you."

"Okay, that's four now… shit, there's still some many more to find… still, at least I actually found another so that's good."

Piero opened his eyes; his head was pounding like a drum. Last thing he remembered was driving in the rain and some idiot getting in the way. He slowly sat up, wonder how he ended up in a bed, which wasn't his own…! He twisted his head around, looking around the room and took everything in.

The room looked like a bedroom, or at least one that wasn't used too often, seeing as the closet that was open had no clothing it in. It was filled with books, labeled with colorful sticky notes. There were four bookshelves, also covered in books with sticky notes. Bare walls had photos taped or pinned to it, along with maps with x markings on them.

Over by a desk with a computer on it was a man who was sitting in a rolling chair, the back was in front as he clutched it, chewing on a pencil as he reached out and wrote something down. From what Piero could tell, the man had sandy-blond hair and was wearing goggles as he sat at the computer.

He watched as the man mumbled to himself and then paused before turning to look at Piero and he smiled brightly, letting out a happy yelp. "He awakens!" The man cried and kicked the chair over to the Italian, spinning around until he faced the brunet and got right in his face.

Piero yelped as he watched the goggles the other wore move like camera lenses; their green-ish tone blocked the natural eye color of the other. "A-ha! Welcome to the world of the awake!"

"W-who are you…?" Piero shook, almost ready to scream and bolt out the door the second he was given the opportunity.

The other paused and laughed a bit, hitting a button on a wrist attachment he was wearing and the green-ish toned goggles shifted into clear glass, allowing Piero to see a pair of bright blue-eyes. "Yo! I'm Samuel F. Jones! Or at least that was my old name; my other name is Alfred, which you should be calling me by since that is my real name Feliciano!"

The brunet blinked and raised an eyebrow. "What? No, my name is Piero, not Feliciano. I've never heard of anyone with that name, you must have me mistaken."

Samuel's face fell and he sighed, sitting back a bit. "Shit, your memories are still locked up in your noggin." He tapped his chin. "Damn, that means you haven't realized the truth yet… course that means you haven't run into someone of your past or you haven't had a life changing experience…"

He clicked a button on his wrist device again and the goggles changed back to green and he moved toward his computer, mumbling to himself and writing something down. He then paused and got up, heading towards the door to the room and opening it.

"Kiku! He doesn't remember!" Samuel suddenly screamed down the hall, a moment later someone walked in. He was a small man of Asian decent walk in, he was dressed in the brightest looking jacket the brunet had ever seen, the lime-green hoodie was blinding and did not match the kaki shorts and stripped leggings the man wore.

On his head was a hat that looked like a kitty cat and he seemed to have a device strapped to his arm, red ear buds were attached to it and they dangled over the back of his ears. His eyes were such a strange shade of brown that it made the man look soulless, his black hair stuck out from under his hat.

What was most shocking about this person was that Piero felt he knew him from somewhere, he then noticed he got the same feeling as he looked at Samuel as well. He only ever felt this feeling when he looked directly at his older brother Luciano.

"Oh, that is too bad, but since he doesn't remember we may need to use our 'other' names." The Asian man mumbled and Samuel nodded. They then turned to Piero and the man bowed. "Greetings, I am Hiroki, Honda Hiroki."

Piero nodded and bowed as well. "I-I'm Piero, ciao vee~." Hiroki and Samuel both blinked at the vee and turned to one another, mumbling softly to one another before looking back at Piero.

"Would you like to have some dinner with us? The weather is horrible out there and the traffic reports say it is not safe to drive." Hiroki spoke and Piero felt a small bit of relief, for a moment he forgot about his job and since it isn't safe to drive, which meant it the restaurant was closed.

"Umm, sure, if it's not too much trouble…" He got out of bed and winced, his foot hurt. Looking down, he noticed it was bandaged up a bit. "What happened?"

"Oh!" Samuel exclaimed and frowned, biting his lip. "That was me, I was trying to get out of the rain and you almost ran me down with your bike. You swerved and crashed, luckily you only hurt your foot. I took ya in since it was my entire fault and…" He mumbled something before turning towards the door.

"Welp! Let's see if Gil- Frederick has finished dinner yet!" He rushed out the room and left the other two behind.

Hiroki sighed and turned to Piero, helping him up. "Please forgive him, he doesn't always think before doing things, Piero-san."

"I can tell, say, you look really familiar, have we met?" The Japanese man jolted and his face went blank before he shook it.

"No, we have never met. Now, let's get you downstairs." The two walked downstairs, Piero took everything in. The house was rather large but old, there were patched up cracks and whatnot on the walls, the white caulk clashed with the ugly floral wall paper. Houses like this weren't uncommon; it was rare to have a new house, which was only for the rich nowadays.

Downstairs there was a living room with an old flat screen TV, the news was currently on. The living room had a few couches and one reclining chair, a coffee table was placed in the middle. There were maps on the walls and even more books were in the living room. Across from the living room was a small dining room with only a basic table that was set for four.

On the wall that connected the living room and dining room, along with being in front of the stairs, was a door that leads to the outside, it was covered in different typed of locks. This meant this was one of the old houses that you had to have connections to get.

Suddenly a loud yell was heard from the kitchen and a figure came out and into the dining room. He was holding his hand and shaking it. "Fuck! I need a band-aid!" He ran past the two other men and went over to the living room, going over to a bookshelf and removing a small red case with a white cross on it.

Opening it, he removed a band-aid and applied it. Piero took this time to study the man. He was very pale with pale-blond hair that looked almost white, thought it didn't seem to fit him from what Piero thought. He had piercing blue-eyes, again something that didn't fit. His dress was horrible, he wore beat up sneakers and pants with more holes in them then Swiss cheese. His shirt was faded and has looked to have been stitched up a couple of times.

The other paused after putting a cover on his wound and looked at Piero, rushing over and suddenly hugging him tightly. "Feli! Mein Gott! You're here! Oh danke, danke Gott you're here to make my totally un-awesome world just a little bit brighter!"

Piero blinked in confusion until he was let go and looked at the other, this must be Frederick. "You have me mistaken; my name is Piero, not Feli or whatever." Boy, these people were really weird.

Frederick paused and frowned, running a hand through his hair. "Shit, it's just like West… I'm guessing he hasn't woken up yet." He spoke to Hiroki who only nodded. "Damnit, I thought he was gonna remember." He suddenly started to cough harshly into his hand and looked at it after he finished.

"Blood?" Samuel asked, having walked out of the kitchen. Frederick shook his head, a pitiful smile on his face.

"Thankfully not tonight, the medication is doing its job." He walked back into the kitchen, saying dinner was just about ready.

Piero blinked and looked at Samuel and Hiroki. "What's going on?"

"We'll tell you when the time is ready, for now, let's just eat dinner." Samuel smiled, it was also pitiful and it hid something.

TBC

This is the start; you'll get a better understanding for everything next chapter.

Character descriptions and personalities:

Piero: A twenty-year old Italian who moved to New York to get into Julliard, but he didn't have the money to attend. Currently he works in a restaurant to make a living. He lives by himself with his small cat Gino. Piero has horrible nightmares when sleeping without a light source, his nightmares confuse him and he either wakes up screaming or crying. He is usually a happy boy who would rather paint and relax then work, but since he was a child, he has always felt that the whole world is not suppose to be the way he sees it, that this is not the life he should be living.

His father died before he was born and his mother abandoned him along with his brother Luciano at their grandfather's place in Rome.

He was born a few years after the devastating World War III, a war that slaughtered many people, left nations in ruins, and actually removed certain nations in general. Piero fears the world and wishes to live in a world of peace, and to find his place in the world.

His middle name is only known to his brother, he refuses to ever allow anyone else to speak it due to it being special to him for some reason, his brother is the same with his own middle name.

Next chapter: Piero discovers something strange about these three men he has met and why he feels comfortable around them. Also, who is that strange blond who he keeps seeing?

Next chapter you will learn about Samuel and possibly Hiroki and Frederick.

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