**All translations will be underlined and start and stop with these **

"Il mio gatto mi ha morso!*My cat bit me!*"

And sorry for my literary skills I don't know many big words...Though i'm a 10th grader my vocabulary only consists of the basics. Either way, enjoy.

**EDIT**

**Just fixed some spelling and updated some names, that is all.**

"Oh my! Oh my! GERMANY, GERMANY, GERMANY!"

Italy Knocked on the front door to the German's Home as fast as his hyper hand could.

The sleepy German opened the door a crack and looked at Italy.

"Dear lord, What do you want? its 11 o clock at night."

"But Germany! Germany! Germany! Ger-!" Germany put his hand over Italy's mouth and sighed.

"What did i tell you about saying my name over n' over at such a fast pace? Just say my real name." Germany slowly took his hand off Italy's mouth and stared at him for a moment. Italy's eyes were as big and blank as ever. Italy opened his mouth and a small hiss came out as he sucked in some air. Then in a huge outburst he screamed.

"LUDWIG! LUDWIG! LUDI, LUDI, LUDI!" He Laughed.

"Lieber Gott, that's even worse..." Germany lifted up the small Italian and brought him inside where he sat him down on the couch. He grabbed a cup of coffee to keep him awake and then joined him.

"Alright, so Nudel-Junge. What are you here for this time, eh?"

"Look Germany!" Italy stuck his hand in his coat pocket and pulled out a small camera. "Sorpresa! It's Japan's cam-cam!"

Germany spit out his coffee, giving Italy an Uneasy look. He gently set down his cup and snatched the camera from Italy's hands.

"ARE YOU INSANE, JAPAN WILL KILL YOU IF HE FINDS OUT YOU HAVE IT!" Germany looked at the camera and then looked back at Italy with a curious expression.

"Y-you haven't look at the contents of this camera by any chance... HAVE YOU?"

Italy jumped in shock at Germany's question.

"Of course not, that would be a violation of Japan's personal business! I figured I'd keep it and return it to him in the morning."

The both of them stayed quiet for a for minutes until Germany decided to break the silence with a deep sigh and face palm.

"Ve~? Germany, whats the matter with you?" Italy scooted closer to Germany and gripped his arm. He set his head down on Germany's shoulder and gently nibbled on his shirt sleeve. Germany moaned with irritation and looked at Italy who was now full on chewing his shirt.

"WOULD YOU STOP IT." Germany pushed Italy away and sighed again.

"This is torture. I just wanna look through every last gigabyte on this thing! This camera could very well be the only way we could find out Japan's secret life.. He's so isolated."

"But Germany, that's a violation of Japan's privacy." Italy and Germany stared at each other and then back at the camera. Germany quickly flipped open the monitor of the cam-quarter and turned it on. He looked through the folders and found nothing.

"Aw, no pictures." Italy pouted.

"He must have gotten them developed already and deleted them. you know, to save space?"

They continued to go through the cameras files until they found the video file. "Jackpot." Germany huffed triumphantly and opened the folder.

"Look, there's a bunch of videos."

"I can clearly see that Italy. There all dated from last week."

"Wasn't last week when Japan went to visit America?" Italy and Germany glared at each other and smiled. They both sat back and began the movies.

-April 11, 2012: 2:34:08 pm

The video began with a close up on Japan's face. he seemed concentrated and looked quite adorable with his tongue sticking out of his mouth as he seemed to be fiddling with the camera. He was standing in the middle of a busy bus.

Japan: Is it on? Ā, kuru. Anata orokana koto...*Something along the lines of 'Stupid camera' I think...I forget.*

A random women in the crowd around him came up.

Women: Here, let me see that darling.

The camera was handed to the woman and she looked at it. Japan was still in the camera view and was staring in the lens with a confused but grateful look on his face.

Women: Yes darling, it's recording. Oh, but would you look at that.

Japan: Nani*What*, is something wrong.

Women: Oh, i see nothing wrong. All i see is a confident, beautiful young man. Truly the off spring of a well bred family.

The women lifted Japan's chin and chuckled. Japan smiled and let out a small chuckle to.

Japan: Arigatō, Miss. Your to kind.

The camera was returned to Japan.

Women: Anything for such a charming boy, and a joyful one as well. You look very anxious. Going to see someone special? Hm?

Japan: Hai, i guess you could say that.

Women: Well i hope it turns out well darling. Oop, this is my stop. Good bye for now.

The camera pointed toward the mysterious women as she walked off the bus. Japan chuckled again and turned the camera around to face himself again.

Japan: Well. That's enough testing.

-April 11,2012: 2:43:22 pm

The next video began with a wide view of a corn field and mountains. The terrain was rolling by like a slide show, Japan was still on the bus. A sweet voice came in singing a tune. Surprising it was Japan.

Yondeiru mune no dokoka oku de
Itsumo kokoro odoru yume o mitai.
Kanashimi wa kazoe kirenai keredo
Sono mukou de kitto anata ni aeru.
Kurikaesu ayamachi no sonotabi hito wa
Tada aoi sora no aosa o shiru.
Hateshinaku michi wa tsuzuite mieru keredo
Kono ryoute wa hikari o idakeru.

Sayonara no toki mo shizukana mune
Zero ni naru karada ga mimi o sumaseru.
Ikiteiru fushigi shindeyuku fushigi
Hana mo kaze mo machi mo minna onaji.
La la la la la la...

*Ending Song to 'Spirited Away'*

("did you know he could sing like that?" Italy asked Germany as he paused the video to answer. "I had no idea." They continued the video)

The camera continued on recording the rolling pastures, and clear skies.

A few boring minutes later a big country-style ranch house appeared in view. Western style wooden fencing surrounded the property. The american flag wiped proudly in the wind on its mighty pole in front of the magnificent house. Japan suddenly gasped and turned the camera to record the fence line. 5 horses began to run up beside the fencing and follow the bus. The camera recorded them as they neighed and jumped around.

Japan squealed in delight when he saw the black mare that proudly ran in the front of the pack. She held her head high and whipped her tail in the face of the other horses. That was Keeks, the horse that America had named after Japan. That was Japan's little filly. She had spunk, and was shy at times but not afraid to show she had the upper hoof. The bus soon came to a stop in front of the fence gate. Japan grabbed his single backpack and a small red carrier. He stepped off the bus and handed the driver an american 1 dollar bill. The driver tipped his hat in thanks and drove off.

Japan: Sayōnara!*Goodbye!*

He waved at the bus as it backed up into America's drive way and turned around to head back down the road, the road to America's house ended at his driveway so they had no choice but to turn around. The camera was pointed at the gorgeous home. Japan sighed with relief as it had taken him a 3 hour bus ride to get there. The camera began to jolt up and down and sway from side to side as he ran up the long gravel drive way. He began to heave and slowed down about 5 feet from the front steps and came to a stop.

Japan: Shin'ainaru omo yo, imaimashī shidō.*Dear lord, dang driveway.*

Japan walked up the 3 steps and took his shoes off by the front door. He took a deep breath and rung the door bell, it was impolite to just walk into someone else's house without permission. Nobody came. Not even a sound was heard from inside of the enormous home.

BREEUUUUUU~! The sudden sound almost made Japan jump, but he recognized that noise. He turned around to see Hero, America's White Maine coon that strangely resembled him in more ways then one with his single hair curl that stood up like America's famous ahoge and that very distinctive brown ring of thick fur around his neck that looked a lot like the fluff on America's favorite Bomber jacket and Japan could never forget those strange circles under his eyes that looked way to similar to his owners beloved Glasses. He was rolling around on his back on the second step of the three-step stair case though he wasn't there a second ago. BRREEEEUUUUUUUU~ he purred again as he stood up leaning over to lick his inner thigh. He then jumped onto the porch full throttle and climbed up Japan's leg. He batted at the red carrier and stuck his schnoz into one of the holes conveniently placed on the side of the carrier. A low but sweet PREUUU~ came from inside and a white paw poked out the hole to push Hero's face away.

Japan: Now, now Kiti.

Japan purred almost as if he were a cat himself. He placed the carrier on the ground and opened the small door. Tama, or as America called him 'Kikucat', gently stepped out and shook his body, stretching from being curled up for 3 hours straight. Tama was a rather small Japanese Bobtail with a shiney black pelt and little white patches on his paws and his muzzle. Hero strutted over to him like a big shot and licked his paw. He flirtatiously wiped it across his forehead to flatten his curl down. He cleared his throat and let out a Brreeeuueeuuu~ and leaned in close to Tama with half lidded fluttering eyes. Tama just heaved and swatted Hero with his petite paw. Hero gave a small wezz and jumped on top of Tama. The smaller cat went along with it and purred under the warmth of the hippo laying on top of him. Hero let out a victorious MERUUUOOOOWW~ and flickered his tail in pleasure at his victory over conquering the ferocious Tama.

Japan just giggled and turned the camera off them and toward the door again as he rang the door bell. The camera clicks off as soon as America's voice is heard approaching the door.

This is just the first chapter.

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