Italy stared at the man in the black suit. The man looked exactly like Germany, but he wasn't Germany at all! After awhile Italy made a connection to the mysterious man. 'This has to be Holy Rome!' Italy thought to himself.
Everyone in the room started staring and whispering to each other, rumors then started flying across from one nations to another, and Italy just sat there and stared ignoring everyone else in the room. After the meeting was over Italy skipped over, smiling and hugged the man. "Ve! I knew you'd come back!"
The young man stared at Italy in shock and pushed Italy away from him. His eyes were filled with shock and a hint of anger. "Who the hell are you! And why did you hug me!"
Italy stared at him, hurt and saddened. "I-It's me.... I-Italy..."
"Well, I don't know any Italys. You probably confused me with Germany over there." He pointed over to Germany and Italy just shook his head.
"No! I know you! You're Holy Rome! I could recognize you from anywhere!"
What Italy said must have angered the man in some way. "How the heck do you know me! I never introduced myself and I don't know anyone other than my bruder Prussia, Germany, and Austria!"
"Y-you really don't remember me?" Tears formed in the Italians eyes and he quickly fled the room balling his eyes out. 'H-he forgot me! H-he actually forgot me!'
Once he got home he raced to his bedroom, flung open his old closet, grabbed a old box, took out Holy Rome's old house, and fell down to the floor clutching his hat and cried.
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The man now known as Holy Rome, stared at Italy as he ran. He didn't know why but something inside him wanted him to run after him and embrace the other man. He simply just discarded this feeling and followed Prussia and Germany to Austria's house to help him establish his new home.
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Waiting For You to Return
FanficHoly Rome left to a war in which he would never return. Italy became depressed for a very long time. After awhile, other countries became worried about his health (physical and mental)
