Prologue

"B-But, Ludwig? Are you sure it's time to tell them?" Italy Veneziano said from across the table. His brown curl started to scrunch up as he got angrier. He had opened his eyes and stared into the German's ice blue ones. "They're only teenagers! 13 at the oldest!" His caramel eyes filling with rage.

"Ja, Feliciano. They are old enough to know about their pasts." Germany said strongly. "And their real parents." Veneziano sighed and sunk into his chair.

"They aren't ready. Luddy, listen to me. Please?" North Italy stared at his best friend but knew the answer.

"Nein Feliciano. They have to learn sooner or later." The German had given the exact answer Feliciano didn't want. Then he turned to the American next to him. "Alfred. Could you get the Children from your place?"

"Aw yeah! Ain't no problem for a hero like me!" The American looked to Ludwig. "The only problem should be them separating from their adoptive families. They probably think they are their real families." His sky blue eyes had lost their happy sparkle. He wondered if his children would want to come with him if they learned the truth. He thought they might not believe him and think he was a crazy pedophile.

"Well, America. Remember that if we planned it out right then at least one of them would have gotten into Kiku's Hetalia anime, they would know who you are. And next time use proper English." The bushy browed Brit across from Alfred had said.

"Well, I'll go with him. I mean, if Alfred wouldn't mind some help." The purple eyed man said. Alfred nodded to his brother.

"We'll head out now! Come on Mattie! Be back in two days!" Alfred yelled pulling his brother out of his seat and dragging the poor Canadian to the door.

"I'll call you when we get there!" The door slammed right after Matthew said that. A faint "Al! Let go of me!" could be heard.

"I'm not completely sure I trust the hamburger bastard with our kids. I don't think he knows what he's doing." Romano, Veneziano's brother and Southern counterpart said. He scowled.

"Hey, Romano don't be so mean. He does have Matteo with him if anything goes wrong." Said the green eyed Spaniard next to him. He patted the Southern Italian on the back.

The Japanese man next to where Alfred was spoke up. "I assumed that means this meeting is dismissed Ludwig-San?"

"Correct Kiku. You are all free to go. We will meet back here in two days to meet the children, Alfred, and Matthew." Ludwig said nodding to the raven haired man. Out of the corner of his eye Ludwig saw Feli not getting up and leaving to make pasta. "Feliciano? Are you okay?" He looked down at the Italian still sulking in his chair.

"Luddy…." The younger Italian started. "I'm worried about mio bambina…" His eyes filled with tears. The strong German pulled him close.

"It will be okay Feliciano. How about we go home and you can make some pasta?" Ludwig said. He patted the Italian's head avoiding the curl. Feliciano looked up at the German and smiled.

"You know me so well Luddy~" Feliciano said. He ran out of the room. "Ve~ Come on Luddy!"

(A/N: This is my first fanfic! I'm so excited. Review and follow and stuff. I plan to have the next chapter up by new years. This will be OC centric and is about, if you haven't guessed it yet, the children of the nations. I'll explain the concept of the kids next chapter. Also, this is dedicated to my friends who the children are based off of.)