It was about an hour or two later that we arrived at japans house (sorry if this is a stereotype) in he yard were ten cherry blossom trees in full bloom their petals falling to the ground in the light breeze. Standing in the middle of the storm of petals stood a Japanese man with black hair and a white army uniform. I run to hug him but germany holds me back saying "be good italia(1)"
I frown and say "but Doitsu (2)"
"no buts italy"
"fine" i say pouting
(1) Japanese name for italy
(2) Japanese name for germany (if I spelled it worng please correct me
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the adventures of fem Italy and the axis powers
Fanfictionthis is for no reason but I will update when I feel like I got something so bare with me
