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Title: Life goes on (Life goes on "in English)
Characters / pairings: North Italy (Venezia / Feliciano Vargas), a small surprise
Genre: General , What if
Rating: Green
Warnings: OOC characters at times, children who want to assert themselves, and then ... Dunno, I do not know! XD
Chapters: 1 / 1
Ongoing: No
Initial Notes: Hello everyone!
This is a small fanfiction, whose story is inspired by a dream I had long ago. From that dream is the idea of writing something to the theme "What if" ...

the way, you know the situation that had created the author of Hetalia playfully at one point in his career? That is what you find at the end of this ( http://aph.starry-sky.com/nikkimanga3.html ) address?
Well, what happens if Italy had-finally-recognized that little girl as her daughter? (Brrr ... to me that little girl inspires fear, speaking frankly ...)

strange story, but which could happen. It would be nice if Himaruya
officially decided that Italy has a daughter in the future. By whom, however, could not know (at least for the moment) ...
At this point, I wish you happy reading!

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still could not believe it.
could not believe that small miracle that had happened in those days, and that he had changed forever his life.

At that boy led his usual daily life, which had become monotonous . He got up at seven in the morning, had breakfast, went out, he met his friends, came home, ate lunch, rested, went out again, came home in time for dinner, and finally went to bed. And as always, every day.
Every moment of his life, then, was marked by this pattern that was repeated daily.

But suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, came into his life that miracle. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, almost strange, but it was still a "miracle" for the guy who until then had always lived alone. A small miracle
who transformed his life and totally upset the habits of daily life. A miracle
that although the boy had initially found it hard to accept, now, however, had brought joy and happiness in his home empty and desolate.



That day, after having been shopping and bought everything you need for dinner, the boy returned home. He left everything they needed on the table in the kitchen while the rest settled in the special compartments which offered the house. He took a pot, filled it water and made her warm. As soon as he saw that he was beginning to boil, he opened a shelf, picked up a box of spaghetti already open, and poured the contents into the pot.
then laid the table for dinner, taking everything you need and putting it there.
Finally, the boy decided to leave to go to the kitchen corridor, dotted with side doors that led into a room each.
He stopped in front of a door and put his hand on the handle with the intention of opening it.

into that room, the first thing he saw was a desk with sheets white, colored pencils and books. The walls were colored in a pastel pink, while the edges of the window curtains were tied blue sky.

corner of the room, surrounded by a mountain of soft toys and plush, I was curled up a little girl, who was playing with a doll-shaped dog.
The moment the door opened, the little girl stood up and turned toward the entrance. As soon as he saw who was to enter his own little world without notice, recognized him as its father figure.
"Dad! Papa! ", These were the words uttered the happy little girl running to her father and then embraced him.

A feeling of warmth pervaded the soul of the boy as soon as he felt the skin on his affectionate gesture of her child.
smiled, picked up his princess and covering it with kisses and hugs, whispered:
"Hello, my baby. You did the Peperina as usual, right? "




It was destiny that brought them together.
That day, sitting on the side of a road, there was a girl. Passers-by could not understand what he was anxiously waiting for that little girl.
certainly did not ask alms, is because he wore smart clothes, and because she was not there next to a bag or a hat with some change in it.
If you questioned her, she will always answer this: " I am looking for my dad .
At these words, the kind-hearted people invited her to go with them. However, with an arrogant attitude, she always refused those expressions of affection.
" You are not my family. Go away, you do not want to see "

This happened every day, until a young man named Yamato *, intrigued by these mysterious attitudes of rejection, he stopped in front of the child.
"Hey. What do you want from me? Do not tell me that you want me to take ... If so, go away ... "**
" Ok. Then go away. Sorry for the inconvenience ... "
listening to that statement, the girl wanted to go back on everything he said. That boy was the first to hear . And perhaps it could also help .
"Hey! Lord, stop, please! "
The boy turned and saw the little girl who was about to burst into tears. So he approached back to her to console her.
"What is it, Chibisuke ? Are you lost? "He replied taking her in his arms.
"No, I'm lost. I'm looking for a person who has the same face to my ... "
" Ok. Let's see if I can help ... "

Meanwhile, on that same road, passing by Italy, who was humming. He was in good spirits because he had found the pasta on offer at the supermarket, and so he had taken a long time '.
"That's great! Tonight I can cook pasta at will, "he repeated to himself and himself, on his way home.


The two (Yamato and Chibisuke) were combing the whole area with the look, but without great results.
At some point, however, luck came to him. Yamato turned behind for the umpteenth time and saw a guy almost identical the small holding in his arms. It was Italy.
"It 's him!" Cried the two together.

Yamato went to the mysterious young man, stopped him and began to say, "Excuse me, but I think this child is his," while handing Chibisuke. The other turned
terrified. "How can it be ... "thought in the meantime. "Forgive me, but I think she has been mistaken. I am still a virgin! "Answered candidly Italy.
Meanwhile, while the two were discussing the matter "Child-without-family, little was rejoicing happiness because, after so much time consumed in unnecessary and laborious research, he finally found his father. However, when he heard the words of Italy " I'm sorry, but this little girl not mine, "she felt death.
" Dad ... My dad ... I want to leave? "The thought of abandoning
continued to torment the soul of the little girl.


She had no memory of his birth . Neither could remember who she was his mother . In fact, probably never had a mother that he had taken care of her.
The only thing I remember with certainty of his early life was the day he was in that place, where he anxiously awaited the arrival of someone who would have accepted it as part of his family ...
Yet despite this, he had always in mind the image of his father . He knew who he was. A boy solar wimp, and lover of food and the arts. Although he had never been present in his life ... Was not born, nor grow.
It was for this reason that Chibisuke would do anything to live the rest of his life with his dad .


Yamato was trying in every way to persuade Italy to carry off the girl who still clutched in his arms ...
"So? Decide you want to recognize it, yes or no? E ' unequivocally that it is your daughter! "
Italy was in total panic. The nice thing was that he had never hugged or kissed a girl ...
So where did this child? It 's true, he was the same, but ...
All this seemed a great mystery . Therefore, Italy quell'insistente young man kept saying to the same things.
"Excuse me ... ... she is ... wrong ... I have never been engaged ... imagine doing it with a woman ... How many times do I have to say ... I'm still ... virgin ... "
Chibisuke heard all the talk of Italy. She did not care to know the background of the life of Italy. All he wanted now was to realize his desire to get back his father .
"Please ..." he said turning to the little Italy with a look very sad. Italy began to stutter words between their deadwood. That kid seemed too sweet ... and if she wanted a family, because negargliela?
"Ah ... here ... really ... I ... "
While Italy was trying to talk to the little one, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
gaze Chibisuke became something evil and wicked at the same time, and did not promise anything good.
was then that the little girl began saying, "Recognize, Recognize, Recognize, ..."
"No! I will not! You are dangerous! Help me! "This was an honest answer
unexpected. Italy put her hair in both hands and fled by Yamato, and especially from Chibisuke.

Seeing that reaction, Yamato did fall on the small ground, and said quickly: "You have gone too far. But you have to chase him! If your father really is, sooner or later you will accept for sure. Now RUN! Do not miss this opportunity! "
Chibisuke nodded and cried out in a young man who had kindly helped, a" We meet again! See you soon! Take care, please! ", Began to pursue his father found .



Since then, the Vargas home life became very hectic and chaotic.
Chibisuke was anything to be recognized by Italy: in addition to act as "casino", thus risking to destroy the whole house, helped him: made him to eat, going to the grocery store for him, cleaned, washed, put in place the beds ...
Every time Italy came back from work, the baby received him with a "Welcome home!" Followed by phrases worthy of housewives (eg "Would you first get a bath or do you eat?") and then from the usual "Or maybe you would like to recognize ?", a phrase that always terrified the poor Italy.

It so happened one day that Italy had the courage to answer that question.
The young man took the baby in her arms and together they sat on the couch in the living place.
"Tell me ... why are you so convinced that I am your dad? In fact I never had a girl who has done ... cuddling. I never gave hugs and kisses to some beautiful girl, as happens in fairy tales ... "
" What? "The girl said with great astonishment. "You've never hugged anyone, Daddy?"
"Yeah .. Indeed, to think of it, no! I hugged and kissed a lot of people! My brother Roman, Japan, Germany ... But they are all boys! See, baby, to have a child, the parents must be a boy and a girl ... For this I ask: why do you recognize me as your ... Daddy? "
At that point the little girl looked down. "You know ..." he started saying, "... I do not remember anything of my early life ... I do not know where I was born or where I was raised before coming here. The only thing I know for sure is that you're my dad! I always knew you were my dad! Every morning when I woke up, there was always you in my thoughts! I know all about you: you love pasta, pizza, I love a lot of design and build monuments and statues, e. .. "and here the little girl became sad ... aspects of your first love for a long time ... "***
Hearing these words, Italy blanched. Chibisuke could not believe that he knew all about him before meeting him.
"Excuse me a moment, I have to urgently inform to my friends ..." he replied as he approached the phone with the objective of completing a round of phone calls. In fact the situation was really very strange ...


"I understand, then it really is. Thanks for further confirmation, Hungary. Say hello to Austria. A hug. Hello ... "
After the last call, Italy came back to the small, embraced the and began to cry. However, her crying was not afraid, but it was happiness and relief.
" My baby ... Truly you are my daughter! Although it seems to be born from nothing, but no matter: I recognize it anyway! "
" From ... nothing? What does it mean, Dad? "Chibisuke asked with an air of great curiosity and amazement.
"I'll explain everything later, little girl. Now, please ... listen: I ... I love you so much! And I'm glad you're my daughter! You'll see: I'll teach you all you can do! Why you, one day you will take my place! And then I say be proud of having a child like you! "
At these words the girl burst into tears liberating. "Stu ... stupid! Did not I told you a thousand times to be your daughter? Because ... no matter: I'm happy I finally found, Dad! "
And so the two remained in embrace for a long time before they both fall asleep with fatigue.

" Ah, yes: I know that will not be very easy to be a dad ... But I'm happy the same ... "He thought Italy before entering the world of dreams with her daughter.



Despite everything, life goes on and on.
It is these small moments of affection for each other to brighten and make glad the hearts of people who have the strength and courage to share them. ****

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Closing Remarks:

* Looking at the strip, it seemed that the young boy to whom he addressed was Chibisuke Yamato Nara, which is one of the protagonists of another manga Himaruya from entitled "BARJON Bombers." However, I never read this manga, so I do not know what his true character ... T_T

** I know. I read the strip, and now I know by heart. However, I tried to fit in my story by changing many things in it. So excuse me for this ...

*** You know how do the nations? I do not, frankly. But I figured that might also arise from "nothing", ie without actually there is a hand behind their birth parents ... In the final Italy speaks of his grandfather, but his mother and his father.
So how did "Chibisuke? For the moment I can answer that: surely a joke by the author. He admitted that Himaruya that the entire strip was born from a dream, right? * Laughs * ****

final sentence made absolutely at random. Do not ask me why I am out of mind is such a thing ...