◀◀Restart◀◀ [Hetalia Fanfiction]

Restart -Chapter 1 -The new Feli-

Hello everyone! Here's the first chapter to my new Hetalia fanfiction! Please enjoy it!

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ModernAU!

◀◀Restart◀◀

A story about how a lonely Italian, Feliciano, finds a hope for his uncertain future in two new, special friends after his brother becomes worried for his health. But there's also something missing, and Feli just can't tell what's been bothering him this whole time.

Feliciano's P.O.V.

I had insomnia. The sleepless nights gave me anxiety and I was forced into a crying mess of fear occasionally.

I can't explain why I became so depressed. It just hit me one day, but I had a pretty good life before that, so what the hell happened to me? It frustrates me trying to think about it, but I swear I can't remember a lot of my childhood. I. I think my family's keeping something from me.. I can't be sure.

Well, anyway at this point I'm a third year at highschool. ((A/N: In NZ we have 5 years at Highschool so that's how I'll set it out, just telling you to save confusion)).

My brother, Lovino, is actually my twin brother. But because we're so different in personality, the majority of the school doesn't believe us. They shout rude comments at us and say hurtful things like 'Your Mother must've adopted one of you and lied!"

I know it's really stupid but that's how a lot of people react. But some people are nice to us.

Lovino and I don't look alike but we look slightly similar.

His hair is darker than mine and parted differently. His eyes are like a hazel-green. Mine are like caramelized brown sugar on pancakes. Or waffles. And I'm pretty sure he's more tanned as well.

He has cool bunch of friends. Antonio, the Spaniard who is like an angel. Seriously the kindest person ever. I can't believe how long he's put up with Lovi's constant swearing and Tsundere attitude. It seems like he's the kinda guy who knows the inside of someone's personality.

There are a couple others he hangs with. The tall dude with gravity-defying hair who's name I still don't know yet. And that cute, cat like girl with the adorable blonde curls. He said they're siblings from the Netherlands and Belgium.

I used to get along with heaps of people. But as soon as the beast known as 'depression' showed up on my doorstep, I isolated myself and restricted my contact.

Well I'll spare you the gruelling details and return to this time. The time I meant to tell you about of course.

I heard a few soft knocks on my door and snuggled deeper into my fluffy blankets. I'd just escaped the long depression but was very wary of my surroundings.

The knocks came again but this time a lot harsher.

"OPEN YOUR FUCKING DOOR FELI! YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE SOME FRIENDS WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" Lovino's voice was almost deafening. I rolled my eyes as if he could see me and got up to go. I might as well help improve his mood to make a good impression on these people he speaks of.

I brushed my aburn hair and strolled out my door, accidentally knocking my poor brother off his feet in the process. That's a first.

He rolled onto his front and pushed himself up with his arms. I scratched the back of my neck sheepishly as he growled at me with a dark scowl on his face.

"Let's go Lovi~!" I sang.

"Okay then, Mr happy-go-lucky," He retorted. "The restaurant is only a block away from our house so we don't need to drive there. We can walk."

"Okay, sounds good." A flashed him a smile. He returned it, probably glad to have the old me back.

We made it out of the door and ventured out into the city, amazed by the enticing lights and bustling commotion. ((A/N: Tell me, what's it like to live in a largely populated city, my kittens?))

We walked to the Japanese restaurant, eager for a meal. I mean come on, who can resist miso ramen? Well, after crossing the street, we had arrived at our desired destination. Lovino opened the door and dragged me to the table he'd reserved.

I sat down, and looked at the two new guys in front of me. The taller one was well-built and had slicked back blonde hair and nice blue eyes. He came off as really stoic at first glance. The second had dark hair, a cute fringe I must say. Dark brown eyes that felt like they would see through my soul and gave me a welcoming smile. They just seemed so vaguely familiar.. I couldn't put my finger on it..

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Tell me..Did you like this my kittens? Well this will be an on-going story.

I do not own Hetalia.

Jyaane~

ItalianKittiKatt