Kiku finally arrived home carrying the groceries from his pasta retrieving adventure.

'I hope my house is okay' The Japanese man thought. He opened his door as he changed his shoes walking in quietly as he always did.

"Italy-san" Japan called out."Italy-san are you still here?" The dark haired man noted the quietness of his home. Something wasn't right. Kiku dropped the groceries and quickly searched around his home. "Feliciano-san!" He called in a panic state; he ran towards his room and gasped. There lying on his floor was the said Italian he was so worried about a moment ago. This made Kiku sigh in relief; he slowly walked toward the sleeping man and bent down to wake him. "Italy-san... Italy-san wake up" Japan said shaking him slightly to wake the man; however, it didn't seem to be working, this made the dark haired eyebrows narrow. "Italy-san.." He tried again but no vale. This was something else..

'Wait what did Germany-sama tell me..?' He questioned himself.

Flash Back

Japan was sitting on the lunch table after the world meeting was over. Once again nothing was resolved, nothing but fights and useless arguments.

"Japan" A voice called out. Kiku turned toward the voice and realized it was his friend Germany.

"Germany-sama, what can I do for you?" He asked politely.

"Have you seen Italy?" The blond man asked. Japan thought a little and remembered why he asked. During the meeting Italy slipped out, not that it really mattered since Italy didn't really help much either, I mean if you counted Pasta for every little solution to the problems.

"Ano...I think he stepped out during the meeting" This made the German man sigh. "Is there a problem?"

"Ja, you see every time Italy takes his little siestas he falls like a rock, literally" Kiku rose an eyebrow in question as if telling him that he didn't get it. Seeing this action Ludwig was nice enough to explain. "Well you see, when Italy falls to sleep it is impossible to wake him up afterward. He usually gets up by himself after 4 to 6 hours" The Japanese man's eyes widen in shock. "Ja, I know it s very unbelievable"

End of Flash Back

Kiku sighed. He knew that there was technically no other choice but to carry him in his room (since the little Italian refuse to sleep on his own). Japan bent down and carried the Italian man to his room; however, as he walked towards his door he noticed something very odd about his friend.

"How odd.. Italy-san doesn't weigh as much as I would suspect" Pushing that suspicion aside he continued his activity and place the man on to his shiki futon.

'Perhaps I should prepare the meal he has been requesting for when he wakes' Deciding on it Japan quickly stood up and walked back out of his room but closed the door, not to disturb his friend. Later Japan had finished making Italy's favorite meal and looked at the time in his kitchen. "It's already 8:00 p.m.?" Kiku turned toward the direction of his room and no sound was made from there or any evidence that there was to being with. "How strange" He narrowed his eyes. "I should check if he's okay" Right when he was about to make his move his phone rang.

"Mushi, Mushi" He answered.

"Gouten Tag" Replied the other side, Japan s eyes widen in shock.

"Germany-sama konichiwa, how are you?" He said to the man he gave his up most respect to.

"I'm fine thank you. How is everything going at your place? Is Feliciano staying out of trouble?" Kiku wasn't surprised that Germany asked about the nation because he figured Germany liked Italy which in this case wouldn't be a surprise either.

"Hai, everything is fine. Italy-san is taking one of his siestas" He answered.

"A siesta at this hour?" The German questioned.

"H-hai, he is in my room as we speak," He began. "Is there a problem?"

"Nein, it's just that he never takes siestas at this hour. Not that I would note his sleeping habits or anything" He stated rather quickly.

"I see.." Kiku replied. "Germany-sama do you happen to know how much Italy-san weighs?"

"His weight? Let me see... I believe it was 170.4. Why?"

"Uh..n-no reason arigato Germany-sama" Japan narrowed his eyes. Now he knew something was definitely wrong with the Italian.

"Normally he wakes up on his own, there isn't much to worry about it happens all the time. I have to let you go. I'll be back within a few days"

"We'll be here for your arrival, sayonara" And with that said he hung up the phone. 'What could be wrong with Italy-san? Perhaps it's just my imagination.'

With Italy

Feliciano was on Japan s bed sleeping as a dream began to play like a black and white film.

"I'm leaving.." Chibitalia stood there shocked as his one and only love uttered those words.

"But why?" He yelled as tears began to form from the corner of his eyes.

"There is a war I want to be a part of so that I can be a stronger better nation... in order to protect you" Chibitalia's eyes widen. He was doing this for him?

"No please don't go! I'll be left alone! What would I do without you?" He cried. Holy Roman Empire slowly wiped away the tears that started to fall.

"Don t worry; I'll be back before you know it. Even if it becomes many years after the war, you will always be my favorite little nation" Chibitalia didn't want Holy Roman Empire to leave but he knew there was nothing he could do.

"Holy Roman Empire we have to leave soon sir" The small nation turned toward his comrades and nodded.

"I have to go.. "

"Wait! Before you leave take this!" He cried as he handed him his broom stick.

"A broom stick?" Chibitalia nodded.

"So that every time you use it, you can think of me" Holy Roman blushed.

"T-thank you ...but now I feel like I have to give you something in return. What does one give to someone he likes?" He asked her .

"A kiss" Was Chibitalia's response. Holy Roman Empire nodded and started to lean toward little Italy as the little nation began to do the same. Within seconds their lips meet, once it was over Holy Roman Empire said.

"I love you.."

End of Dream

"Holy Roman Empire don't go!" Italy yelled as he sat up quickly. "Huh?...where am I?" He asked as he examined his surroundings. "I'm in Japan's room but..I was in- did Japan carry me here?" He questioned himself. Just as he asked himself this question the front door suddenly opened with a certain dark haired man.

"Italy-san! Are you-" He stopped his sentence dropping his katana. "Italy-san... ?"

Alice: Done!

Italy: What happened to me?

Germany: Why are you torturing him?

Japan: Shouldn't that be Russia-san?

Alice: I BECAME one with Mother Russia! Hahahahahahahahahaha!

All three: La gasp!

Alice: Did you all take lessons from France or something?

Italy: Germany I'm scared!

Germany: So am I Italy...so am I.

Alice: I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn-

Japan: I LOVE WHAT?

Italy: And I thought Germany was a pervert!

Germany: Italy shut up!