Baichan: yay my first multi-chapter Hetalia story! Sorry that isn't an HnKnA story, those might not get updated for a little bit... I'm trying though!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia or the characters. I do own this plot!

Human names Fem!Italy/Germany. Feliciana is pregnant with Ludwigs baby and is forced to move with her brother and friend, without him knowing. When they come back after it's stillborn and she becomes depressed, can he help her smile again?

Feliciana- N. Italy
Ludwig- Germany
Romano- S. Italy
Elizabeta- Hungary
Gilbert- Prussia

Chapter 1

Feliciana was in a state of shock throughout the whole day. She went through the day like an unresponsive doll as she thought of the previous days, she had thrown up numerous times and actually had seconds, no thirds of Ludwig's dinner the other night. People gave her weird looks but she just smiled and said she was fine. Her brother Romano said being around the di patate bastardo was getting her sick but she denied it saying that was a silly idea.

Last night she had found out. She knew what was wrong. She had cried. People stared at the girl who usually bounced around carelessly as she dejectedly walked to the salad bar with red rimmed eyes and cheeks complete with sags that gave away the fact she hadn't slept well, if at all. When she sat down and slumped in her seat next to Ludwig and Romano both looked at her confused and worried.

"Feli, what's wrong liebe?" asked Ludwig, much to the annoyance of Romano.

Feliciana only looked at Ludwig before bursting into tears and running out of the cafeteria. Everyone was quiet and the girl's cries were heard from the lunchroom. People were shocked, people were gossiping, people were worried. Feli never cried like that. She never skipped lunch. She never turned from Ludwig, especially like that.

"What the hell did you do?" shouted Romano at Ludwig.

"I do-don't know!" said the shocked German.

"Like hell you don't! Then why did she burst into tears when you turned to talk to her?" yelled the furious Italian.

"Schiesse if I know!" yelled the German.

While the two teens bickered Elizabeta ran after Feliciana.

"Feli, kedves~ what's wrong?~" she said calmly, although worry was still evident in her sing-song looked up from the corner of the Ladies bathroom she had condemned herself too.

"Come out, come out, drága Feli~" she sang out in her pretty voice.

Feli's sobs were reduced to sniffles as Elizabeta went and comforted Feliciana.

"Wont my kedves tell me what made you cry like this? Please drága Feli~?" She sang out quietly whilst simultaneously stroking the young Italians hair.

Feliciana raised her head and whispered the answer into the Hungarian girl's ear.

Elizabeta froze and her face contorted into an angry scowl, at this Feli's sobs returned with renewed vigor.

At that Elizabeta immediately relaxed her face. With an apologetic stare she rocked the young Italian girl until the sobs, once again returned to sniffles.

"Who?" whispered Elizabeta softly

"Hm?" questioned Feli.

"Who is the father? Please tell me you know!" she whispered.

"O-of course! It's Ludwig." Feli said softly.

"Well then." the Hungarian girl said as she stood, untangling herself from the young Italian.

"I have to go KILL HIM NOW!" shouted Elizabeta grabbing the frying pan from her bag and running off towards the cafeteria.

Everyone heard the last bit yelled out by the young Hungarian. Everyone was once again silent, even the two bickering teens. Gilbert shuddered at the thought of being the prey of Elizabeta, having been the target of many previous attacks and then paying the hospital many visits, many, MANY, visits. As the Hungarians footsteps sounded throughout the halls so did Feli's "No!" and lighter steps.

"Ludwig you szamár! Get your csúf arcát out where I can see it!" shouted an outraged Elizabeta as she burst though the cafeteria doors."No! Elizabeta! Don't tell! They don't know!" yelled a crying Feli as she ran and tackled Elizabeta to the floor.

Elizabeta gasped and said suddenly concerned "Don't do that it's dangerous! I'm taking you to the hospital!"

"No!" yelled Feli as she ran to escape.

Everyone except Feli and Elizabeta looked on in shock and confusion.

"So it is your fault." accused Romano.

di patate bastardo- potato bastard (Italian)
Liebe- love (German)
Schiesse- a German curse word
Kedves- dear (Hungarian)
drága- my dearest (Hungarian)
szamár- arse (Hungarian)
csúf arcát- ugly face (Hungarian)

Baichan: well I already started the second chapter so that shouldn't take too long...