Hrexchibitalia Stories

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A quick one-shot based off of the ending song for Professor Layton and the Azran Legacy, where HRE and Chibitalia think about each other. Basically I'm sad and I want you to be sad too. Also, there's GerIta in it as well. I hope you enjoy~ And cry~

Romano helps Italy overcome some tragic memories that have turned into nightmares.

Mararka qaar ma aqaano inaad ii xiistay ama i ilowday laakiin maalin kasta, waxaan naftayda u sheegaa in jacaylku mar kale na kulmin doono.

"Will you wait?" "Will I see you again?" []DISCLAIMER[] I OWN NOTHING... HETALIA/CHARACTERS BELONGS TO HIDEKAZ HIMARUYA HYMN FOR THE MISSING RIGHTFULLY BELONGS TO RED []Thank You[]

Pictures of Italy and I or just her/him

Decided to write a cute little story if Germany happened to be HRE (WHICH HE IS)

we refuse to say good bye and some times it can cost us everything and we have nothing to show for it. Italy was no different

Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. I do not own the characters or series. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. I don't know what this dream was about. Who was Holy Rome? Is he still alive? What does this dream mean? Can I find him again...?

Italy looks back on his relationship with Holy Roman Empire and the consequences of his love. Sequel to 'To The One I Could Not Love'

Short Hetalia fanfic. Italy has a weird unexpected dream... where an old friend visits him. Anyways hope you like it!

This is a collection of one-shots written off of headcanons that I have found which I like for pretty much any pairing or character of APH. Lots of different topics and themes, nothing explicit (but some might be a little smutty). They are in alphabetical order by pairing/character. Feel free to suggest anything that you want to see :) APH and pictures (cover and inside) not mine:)

Germany and Italy host a christmas party. Germany has a suprise for Italy. With the help of some mistletoe, and a bit of alcohol, some very interesting confessions are made that snowy night. Includes GerIta, Spamano, PruCan, FrUk, and AusHun.

This is a OneShot for Germany-X-Italy/Holy Roman Empire-X-Chibitalia

Turn back time, to see....

Inamorato meant lover. Lover; soulmate. It's the same for us all. Find your soulmate. Find your soulmate to survive. To live. To be happy. But once I realised I had found mine, he vanished from my sight. He disappeared. If only I knew that he would never return. If I knew, I would've stopped him. If he was still here, I would have more time. But he never came back for me. ••• A/N: GerIta moments will be more like fluff moments, no? I was trying so very hard not to squeal when I wrote the description xD I hope you don't mind my OTPs appearing/being mentioned in this book. And omfg this is so fucking cheesy. Also, some elements form the anime will appear in order to establish the fluffy stuff more. The picture used in the cover does not belong to me. [Also I know the error; yes, I know. But shhhhh ;)] Other than that, 2015 was a great year. Happy early Merry Christmas!!!

"Why doesn't he remember me?" My voice was hardly more than a murmur, but the question seemed louder than gunfire. At least with gunfire, the bullet that followed might have hit someone else. "Is it me? Is it something I'm doing wrong?" I paced restlessly by my bed, trying to control my frustration and guilt. My dogs watched me, whimpering and tilting their heads with bewilderment. "I don't get it. He's still the same, but-" I stopped pacing. Something had clicked in my head. It wasn't him at all. It was that I'd tried to tell him who I was. I swerved off my pacing path and made towards my old wardrobe. Shoving aside uniforms and suits, I forced my way into the back of the wardrobe and tugged open an old box, dusty and smelling of age and nostalgia. I reached into the box, praying to God that it was still there. My hand closed around its handle, and I let out a shaky sigh of relief. Telling Italy didn't work. I decided that I had to show him.