(Italy's POV)
As I took the ladies hand I slowly arose, waiting to see my friends come through the door.
" Italy Veneziano, your friends are waiting for you..." A cold an strict voice appeared. It was lady number 1. The one on the left.
She glared at me sending chills right down my spine...
" All of the are in the next room!" Exclaimed lady number 2 . The one on the right. She jumped happily.
I smiled as she jumped. She made me feel safe unlike lady number 1.
" Allow us to show you the way." A smooth voice spoke affront me. " We don't bite... Well I don't, I don't know about her..." She jabbed a thumb in lady number 1's direction.
" That's Cruel!" She snapped back instantly letting loose slightly.
" Hey! You have bitten me before!" Cried lady number 2.
" Have not!" Screamed lady number 1
" Have to!" Lady number 2 mocked
" knock it off you idiots!" Cried lady number 3 the one affront me.
" Sorry for that... We're all very tired... Let's take you to your friends!" She smiled and hands me my uniform.
" We washed it for you..." Lady 1 looked away as she spoke
" Grazie!" I shouted truly showing my great fullness.
Lady 2 took my arm helping me put on the uniform.
As soon as my uniform was on Lady 1 grabbed my other arm and helped me walk.
" Your friends woke up an hour ago..." Lady 2 explained. " I'm Northern Ireland. England's little sis! North's my nickname!" She smiled up at me. Explains why she has slightly thick eyebrows.
Lady 1 began to speak. " I'm the Czech Republic. And that lady up there-" she jabbed her thumb at lady 3- " is
Greenland, Greeny for short." She looked less strict up close. Almost cute.
We rounded a corner only to see a wide room with a circle of chairs. Macau and Hong Kong where talking, Belarus was having a mental break down in Americas arms, Australia was talking to Seychelles, Norway was eating a block of butter in the corner.
" Germany?" I asked looking down at North. " Where's Germany?" North look Ed at me and simply pointed to the stairs. " Room 14"
" Can I walk on my own?" I looked at my legs. " Try" CR ( the nickname I gave her ) replied. They let me go and I slowly but surely began to walk.
The first to notice me was Seychelles. " Bonjour Italia!" She said in her French accent. " How are you? WOW! Your warbling around like a penguin, non?" She never let me answer a single question or anything, she just hugged. Australia was standing there too. " How are ya mate?" He asked leaning on Seychelles. They both looked ok aside from Australia had a crutch ( Seychelles is the crutch ) and a cast on his foot. " Not as bad as you!" I giggled slightly. Seychelles looked ok, but she had a cast on her wrist. " You look in pretty good shape yourself, Seychelles!" She giggled and looked at her wrist. " I'm gonna go now, bye!" I waved to them stopping as I saw Belarus, a very strong country, crying into America's arms. I was behind America so I couldn't see his condition so I asked- " America? Why is Belarus crying?" He never turned to me but he responded. " She is crying for her, and my sake."
He stated, his voice shaky. " I've lost my eyes Italy. There gone. I can't see or cry so she's crying for me." His voice still shaky. Belarus squeezed America tighter and sobbed louder. " What's her condition?" I looked at the girl with weary eyes.
There was a pause.
" She has no feeling left in her body." He stated quickly, voice even more shaky.
" America, you love her don't you?" I questioned
" Yes......" He trailed off slowly stroking the girls hair. Belarus looked up and responded.
" I love you too...." She buried her face into America's shoulder. He gently kissed her head and she instantly went back to sobbing.
You poor children
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Hetalia Italy x choice...
FanfictionItaly cannot remember much of his past. He remainders his name, identity and friends. Home, family and life. He remembers getting on a plane with a few others but the blank. Then he wakes up in a strange room. From there YOU must decide whether it's...
