Hetalia X Reader intro (Hetalia Number 1)

(This was made some time ago, so my writing is terrible )
Your walking through a city in Germany. "Where am I?" you mutter to yourself as you look around to figure out where the hell you were. The dream to visit Germany nagged you when you were younger. Some hours ago, you flew over to Germany and took a taxi to drop you off at your hotel. But, that jerk dropped you off in the middle of nowhere and now your lost. "Everyone that I asked didn't speak english. Is this karma for me?" You stopped walking and looked at your map. "Now, where am I..." The feeling of someone looking at you causes you to look up, only to see a guy staring at you. "What the hell do you want?"

"You're so bellino... Ragazza, do you want to take a ride in my moped? I don't have it with me but-"

"Thank you! You speak english! Do you know where I am?"

He smiles at you, "in Germany of course!" You sigh and start walking again. "Wait! What's your name? My name is Feliciano Vargas, but you can call me Italy."

"My name? My names is (f/n) (L/n)."

He smiles, "nice to meet you _____! Why don't you come inside and I'll introduce you to Germany." Germany, but I'm in Germany... You enter the house to see a tall, well-built, blonde German man standing at the front door. "Germany, Germany! I found a pretty gal lost on the streets! Can she stay with us? Pretty please, pretty please!"

The German sighs, "fine. But wve don't have any beds."

Italy smiles, "that's alright! She can sleep in my bed with me!"

You sighed, "maybe I'll just go and find a hotel-"

"No! You can't!" He grabs your legs.

"Italy! What the hell are you doing?! Get off!" You start to move but only fell to the ground. "Ouch ouch ouch ouch!" you mutter as you slowly got up.

"Italy! Get off of her!" He picks the Italian up and placed him on the ground. "Sorry about zat."

You smile, "oh, it's alright! I'll..." You look around to see a couch, "I'll sleep on the couch."

He sighs and scratches his head, "if you vant, you could sleep in my bed and I can sleep on za couch."

You start sweating, what the heck?! Why are they so, what's the word, nice to a stranger? "T-Thanks but I guess I'll sleep with Italy."

"______! This is Germany! Germany, this is ______!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is (f/n) (l/n)."

"My name is Ludwig. Call me Germany."

You shook his hand, "Nice to meet you, Germany!" Is he sweating?! You grabbed your bag and carried it into a room. "Hey Italy, why is your name Italy? Are you like a country?"

He walks in with a smile on his cute face, "sí!"

You smile at Italy, "would you mind if you introduce me to other countries?"

A big smile appeared on his face. "Sí, we can! Come on ____, Germany!" He grabs your hand and runs out the door. "Let's see... Let me introduce you to Japan!"

"O-Ok..." You bolt out the door with Germany close behind. Minutes gone by, "Italy, where are we going?!"

"Luckily, Japan's in town. Japan, Japan!" He waves at the Japanese man. "There's someone I want to introduce you to!" He motions you to him.

You stop running, "Hello, my name is (f/n) (l/n)."

The Japanese man turns and bows. "Konichowa, my name is Honda Kiku, but you can call me Japan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

You smile at him, "You too. Italy, do you know any European countries?"

"Sí! There's a lot of other countries, which one do you want to meet?"

You ponder over this, "hmm.... Russia. Could we meet him?"

Everyone froze, "R-Russia?! Why him?"

Furrowing your brows, you ask Italy why not.

"He's so scary!"

You smile, "well, I'd like to meet him."

You cross your arms and pout, "But _____!" He starts hugging you, "He's scary!!!!!" You didn't budge at all. He gives in and whines, "alright! We'll go see scary Russia."

You smile, "great! Let's go!"

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It took you guys a while to find him...
You see a tall man, "Italy, is that him?" The Italian nods, "ah! Russia! It's so nice to meet you! My name is (f/n) (l/n), what's yours?" You make your way towards him.

He turns around with a smiling face. "My name? It's Ivan Braginski. But call me Russia, da?"

"Sure~! I hope we can be great friends! I have a friend from Russia, so I'm trying to learn the culture."

He smiles at you, "friends? I'd love to be your friend~!"

Italy on the other hand was hiding behind Germany. Looking up to his muscular friend, he whispers: "Germany! Do something!"

"Well, Russia, I hope we'll see each other soon~ Chao!" You walk with Italy, "So, is there a Rome? Nevermind, that's a city"

A smile forms on his face, "of course there is! He's my grandfather. I also have a fratello, Romano. He's South Italy."

"But Rome's a city... So, there's two Italys?" You turn to Germany, "Do you have a brother, Ludwig?"

He stares at you, "Ludwig? Vhy are you calling me by my name? I told you to call me Germany."

You stare at him and mutter, "Whatever, "Germany". Anyways, what's your brother's name?"

"He goes by Prussia."

"Prussia? Never heard of it. Is it a country? If he's your brother, does that mean he's like East Germany or something?"

"You can say zat."

You raise your fist in the air, "alright! Let's meet him! What's his real name?"

"His real name is Gilbert Beilschmidt. And vhy do you vant to meet him, he's annoying!"

You put your hands on your hips, "Fine then! I'll just stay with Russia!"

Italy wails, "no! Please don't leave us for him! He's scary!"

At that moment, Russia appeared behind Italy. "What about me, da?" He slowly turns around to see Russias smiling face.

"Ahhhh!! N-Nothing! Germany! Help me, please!!!"

You sigh and walk over to Russia, "I'm sorry about him, Russia, your not scary." He smiles, "well, we're leaving to go see other countries. See you later!" You walk off with Italy holding onto you. You were practically dragging him. A sigh escapes from your mouth, "Italy, do you want a piggy-back ride?" He smiles and jumps on your back. "Do you have any idea where Prussia would be?"

"Of course! He would be drinking beer, like Germany." You walk with Italy on your back until you found him.

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The Prussian stares at you. "Hello missy. Vat do you want with ze awesome Prussia?" You start walking away, "Hey, girly! Where are you going? I see, I'm too awesome for you, is zat it?" He starts laughing which makes you set Italy down. You rolled up your sleeves and walked towards the light-haired man. "Hey, vat are you doing?"

You go up into his face and point at him, "why don't you shut up! I just wanted to meet you because your Germanys older brother! I didn't know that you'd be this selfish like. And never call me girly, EVER!" You stare at the sweaty man.

"Alright, alright. Hey, Germany! Is zis your girlfriend?" He points at you and smiles.

Germany stares back at his older brother, jaw-dropped. Your eye twitch and you punch him in the face. Germany and Japan had to hold you back from killing him. After you calmed down, you apologize. "Prussia, I'm sorry that I lashed out at you. Would you forgive me?"

He smiles, "of course. Zat didn't even hurt ze awesome Prussia!" A sweatdrop fell from your head.

"My name is (f/n) (l/- you know what, forget about my last name. Just call me ____. And yours?"

"I told you earlier toda-" You elbow Germany in the stomach.

"My name is Gilbert Beilschmidt. I'm also known as ze Prussia."

You smile and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Gilbert."

He stares at you with his red eyes, "Oi, call me Prussia."

You walk away and waved, "See you later, awesome Prussia."

He raises his beer in the air as you walk away, "bye, ____."

"_____!" You turn around to see Germany running towards you.

"Yeah, I know. Sorry for punching your olde-"

"Nein. I'm was surprise zat you actually did zat."

You smile and showed him your biceps. "Well, I am pretty strong, hahahaha! Alright, let's see... I'd like to meet America, France, Hungary, Austria, China, and.... Sure, England. Germany, do you know where America is?"

He shakes his head, "nein. I don't know vhere he is." You sigh and start walking away.

"Let's go find France and England!" They all groan and followed you.

"Uh ___."

You turn to face Germany, "yeah?"

"We have a United Nation conference tomorrow. All the countries you vant to see vill be zere. Vhy don't you come vith us?"

You smile at him, "I'd love that!" You hug the blonde man. "Thank you so much!!!!!!"

He starts sweating, "n-no problem, ___..." He slightly pushes your head with the tip of his finger, "_-__, c-could you let go of me?"

You glance up at him, "oops! Sorry about that!" A nervous laugh escapes from your mouth.

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You all walk into a large room, "Dudes! You're right on time! I was just talking about how I, America, should be-" the blonde American pauses and stares at you. "Who's the chick?" Everyone turns to face you.

Red spreads across your face in embarrassment. You look down to cover up your face. "Zis is (f/n) (l/n), a friend of Italy's."

You look up at him, "I'm not your friend?"

Taken back by this, you watch as he starts sweating. "U-Uh, nein! You are my friend. I-I-"

A chuckle was heard from the audience, "Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh-hoh~!" You both turn to see a long, blonde man smiling at you. "I see that Germany found himself a girlfriend."

You twitch, "g-girl...f-friend?!" In a split second, you managed to get from the door, all the way to the French man. You lunge at him over the table. The chair he was sitting in fell over with you on top of him. Grabbing his collar, you violently shook him as you shout in his face. "I'M NOT GERMANY'S DAMN GIRLFRIEND!!!! I'M JUST A DAMN, SINGLE GIRL! WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK THAT?!?!"

Silence fills the air. It was the French man that spoke, "mademoiselle, as much as I like the position we're in, do you think you could get off of me?"

You look at him in disgust, as much as I like the position... A loud sound fills the air. Skin against skin, hand against face. You slap the French man's face. "Dirty pervert!" His head was tilted to the side by the force of your hand. He feels his cheek with his hand. He looks up at you with his blue eyes. Steam emerges from your head, "I'm going to the bathroom!" You get off of him and stomped off. Water slashes on your face, "stupid pervert, stupid temper..."

The door opens. You turn around to see a pretty woman in a dress. "I see that you already met France." She smiles at you as she approaches, "my name is Elizabeta Héderváry, but you can call me Hungary."

You give the brown haired lady a thin smile, "nice to meet you, Hungary. My name is (f/n) (l/n)."

She smiles, "I know. Germany already told us, remember?" You nod, "so, what's your relationship with him? I never seen him with anyone other than Italy and Japan."

You shudder, "r-relation... ship...? Elizabeta, don't tell me you think we're a couple!"

"Just curious, that's all."

You don't know why, but you had to ask it. "Elizabeta, do you like anyone?"

She freezes and looks at you. "Me? Well, Austria WAS my husband..."

"N-Never mind! Forget about what I just said! I sorry for asking you su-"

"It's fine. ___, do you like anyone?"

Red fills your face, "N-No. Why do you ask?!"

"Just curious! You should get to know everyone. Why don't you sit by me during the conference? I'll tell you who everyone is, alright?"

You nod, "thanks, Elizabeta."

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The meeting was long and boring. During the meeting, you watch as Elizabeta tore up sheets of paper and wrote something on it. You, on the other hand, played with a pencil the whole time. "Meeting adjourned."

You got up and were about to leave, "___, don't leave yet! Everyone!" Everyone turns their attention on the Hungarian. "___ wants to get to know us a little more. So, during the meeting, I tore up sheets of paper and wrote numbers on them. If you pull out a piece of paper with the number one on it, you'll be the first one to spend time with ___!"

You gape at this, "E-E-Elizabeta?! What the hell are you doing?!"

She smiles, "helping you! Now, take a piece of paper out of my frying pan."

You literally twitch at this, f-frying pan...? Why the hell does she carry a frying pan around with her...? You watch as each person takes a piece of paper out of her pan. Why does this have to happen to me?! Dammit karma! The words that you dreaded to hear was said. "I have the number one."

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