So, this is my first hetalia fanfiction, and I'm kind of hoping that it goes well. I'm basing it off of ther HRE=Germany theory.

Disclaimer: I own no part of hetalia.

Germany's p.o.v.

He was so stupid. Honestly, he couldn't do anything right. Such a pitiful creature didn't deserve to be Germany's ally, and yet he…he…I don't know. There was something. Whatever that something was, it kept me from killing him. In fact, it made me want to help him.

My eyes slowly shifted to the door of my office. I had spent all week alone. I suppose it was just my moods lately, but because of them I really did need a break. So here it was. Peace. Quiet. Peace. Quiet. Peac—"Doitsu! Doitsu! I've looked everywhere for you! I need your help! Doitsu!"

I sighed heavily. Just great… I reached my hands up to rub my temples, eyes drifting over to the Italian country that interrupted me. "Well, what is it Italy?" I questioned, somewhat annoyed.

"We are all out of alfredo sauce, and I was scared. I couldn't find you anywhere!" He sputtered, sniffling.

I blinked and a smirk caught my lips. "Honestly, can't you at least shop for groceries by yourself?"

He made a sad face, and it got to me. I stood up. "Fine." I stated, cheeks slightly reddening. "Let's go to the store to buy alfredo sauce." Why must I be sucked into this?

…..

The weather was decent on the way to the Italian market, and the people were as nice as ever. In fact, we even got the alfredo sauce for free. Now that such a little spout was done with, we could finally head back.

Then I heard it, that Italian word. "Paaassttaaaaa."

I looked back art Italy to see if he had been the one to say it, but he was just following behind, humming to himself. In fact the one who said it was an Italian who was attempting to make pasta, but some how the plate he was going to make it on went flying through the air.

I felt something smash against my head, and the sound of breaking glass. My vision began to fade, and I collapsed. In my last bit of consciousness I couldn't say anything. Was I … passing out?

…..

Nngh. …Where was I? I should be fighting a war right now. Why was I lying on the ground? Was I hit? Ugh, my head was killing me.

"Doitsu! Doitsu!" I felt a gentle shaking of my arm."Doitsu, wake up!" The voice called desperately. Who was this Doitsu? I was the Holy Roman Empire. I had never heard of this other name. Why was this voice calling me?

I opened one eye, squinting in the bright sun to see a shadow hovering over me. The shadow almost looked like an older version of "Italy." I whispered.

He smiled, looking satisfied. "Yay! You're awake!" He …He ….boy voice … ITALY WAS A GUY! Was this really Italy? Those looks. No doubt about it, he had to be Italy.

Yet, this Italy wasn't the young one I watched sweeping the halls of Austria's house.

That didn't matter though. It was still him. "Italy I'm back." I murmured, looking up at him with a weak and slightly dazed smile. I reached up, placing a hand on his cheek. "I came back for you."

He blinked. "Veee? Doitsu, you've been with me all afternoon."

But I wasn't Doitsu! I flustered up. Nothing of this fit together, but it had to make sense eventually right?

I kept my eyes on Italy. Goddamn, he was perfect. I realized that I still had my hand cupping his cheek, and in an extremely embarrassed manner I removed it. "I-I'm sorry." I sputtered.

Italy kept his confused look. "It's okay. Let's go home!"

"Lead the way." I said, sitting up. I didn't know where home was anyway. I was silent the whole way. Italy didn't even remember me. I bit my lip. Why couldn't he see that it was me! Holy Roman Empire! I was right here! Stuck in some strange time loop, it was me.

We arrived at the house, and went inside. I noticed how orderly it was. I liked that.

Italy turned to me. "Ve, Doitsu! Let's make pasta together."

"Make pasta?" I remembered how much he loved that food. "Okay." I agreed.

His face brightened. "Really? Usually you say no and slam the door. Well, you don't slam the door, but you do close it."

I did? I flustered up.

"But that's okay, because you have been in a bad mood lately."

"Oh…"

I had never seen Italy make pasta in Austria's house, and finally I could see the food that he cared so much for. Thus I found myself heading to the kitchen, where Italy eagerly filled a pot with water. What was I supposed to do? How did you make it?

Italy seemed to notice my confusion. "Wait until the water is boiling, then add the noodles in!" He said, picking up the noodle box. "Here." He handed it to me.

I did just that, and sure enough it seemed like it was the right thing to do. We ended up finishing it, and pouring it onto two plates. I prodded mine. Was it safe? I warily brought the fork up to my mouth. This wasn't half bad!

"You know…." Italy started, "Once I lived in a house that had no pasta, but that was okay because of all the nice people who lived there with me. Miss Hungary let me try on her clothes, and Holy Roman Empire…he scared me sometimes, but in reality he was really nice. He [promised to come back, but he still hasn't."

…He…remembered….me…. I felt a gulp go down my throat, and a shiver go down my spine. "You remember me…"

Italy's P.O.V.

"You remember me." Germany whispered, leading my into confusion.

"Remember you? Of course I do!" I said. "You're Germany, my friend who protects me because I'm weak."

He gave a soft chuckle. "No, it's me. The one you have been waiting for. I'm Holy Roman Empire."

I blinked, looking at him closely. Really? Had he been there all along? Was it truly him? I wanted to believe it so badly. "It's really you!" I said, in an excited manner. I wanted to know that I was right.

"It's me." He nodded. "I'm not leaving."

HRE/Germany's P.O.V.

My heart was pounding. "U-Ummm…I-Italy?" My face was burning with nervousness.

"Ve? What is it?"

I gulped, breathing out slowly. "Would it be okay if we kisses?"

He nodded. "It's alright with me."

I slowly inched towards him, my hands clammy. He was near me now. Our faces were so close. The floorboards creak, the wind howled outside, and in that second our lips pressed together. In that second, I was truly happy.

A/n: Okay! Next chapter should be up soon! I hope you liked it, and reviews please? o 3o