A hetalia fanfiction: itapan

Sorry some characters in this story might be OOC but please don't ignore it just because of that give it a chance

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ITALYS POV

It is the week of HRE death. I was sitting in my room holding HRE's hat, silently crying. oh how much I missed him. I finally stopped crying and put the hat back in the box it belongs in. as I was putting it back in I see a scrapbook.

"Ve, what's this?"

I open it to find pictures if me as a chibitalia. I flip through it to find some of just me, me and Austria, me and Hungary. some of Austria playing the piano without him knowing I was there . some of Hungary and Austria once again secretly taken. but the last few pages are if me and Holy Rome. I look at them and start to cry again. as I flip through I see some I took without him knowing, some that Hungary took, some I didn't even know we're taken and the very last one was the day he left. it was that morning we were standing together hand in hand smiling at the camera. I started to sob. I put the scrap book away and cried to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~time skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I woke up later to the sound of knocking on my bedroom door.

"Italy, dinners ready. "

It was Germany.

"Ok I'll be there in a minute."

"Ok"

I get out if bed and look in a mirror. I have dried tear tracks on my face. I go to the bathroom ad wash my face so Germany and Japan, who was staying over, didn't ask questions. I wasn't really that hungry but I had to eat anyway. I waked down the stairs to the smell of pasta.

"Ve that smells good." I say.

"Thank you Itary-San." Japan says.

We sit down at the table. Germany puts pasta on my plate and I look at it. I didn't feel so good. it's just because I'm upset and not hungry that's all. I poke the pasta with mg fork and slowly take a bite.

"Italy is something vrong?" Germany asks.

Japan looks over concerned.

"Nothing Is wrong." I lie.

Japan dosnt look convinced but realizes I don't want to talk about it and nods.

"Okay Itary-San." Japan's says.

Germany nods.

I continue to slowly eat my pasta and end up finishing.

"I'm going to my room, goodnight." I say.

"Goodnight italy."

"Goodnight Itary-San."

I walk up the stairs and into my room. I lay down on the bed and cry myself into a fitful sleep.

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JAPAN'S POV

"I'm vorried about italy" Germany says,

I nod.

"It is weird. he was not eating his pasta like he usually does and he was very quiet." I say.

I wonder what could be making Italy so sad. I will have to find out. it is my duty as his friend to help him no matter what.

"Well I'm going to go to bed goodnight Japan."

"Goodnight." I reply.

I walk to my room and start to get ready but stop when I hear a small cry from italys room. 'what happened?'