Author's Note- Welcome to my first fanfiction! I hope you like it ^-^

Disclaimer- I do not own Hetalia or its characters.

Japan woke up in the dark this morning, but something was off.

It wasn't much to notice that he wasn't in his own bed.

Whe- where am I? What happened last night? I was home wasn't I-

His thoughts were interrupted by someone's breathing. He sounded asleep, but who could it be?

Careful not to wake whoever it was, he blindly tried to find the door to the room. there wasn't anything on the floor to trip on, and Japan found the doorknob easily. Out in the hallway, the light was on and he silently closed the door.

What was off? Well, he wasn't in his own house. He also seemed a bit taller. Altogether, something was wrong.

Japan took another look into the room. Laying down was... Mr. Germany? Why was Japan in Germany's house? And why in bed with him?

I need to find a mirror...

Not too far away was a bathroom. Closing and locking the door, Japan glanced in the mirror. He didn't see himself, he saw Italy.

Japan almost screamed, but remembered that Germany was still sleeping. He bit his lip.

Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm... What time is it anyway?

To answer Japan's question, he faintly heard an alarm clock in the other room. It was shut off, and a few moments later, there were footsteps in the hallway.

Then a knock at the bathroom door.

"Italy, are you in there?" It was Germany.

Japan froze. What was he supposed to do?

"Italy?"

Japan tried to sound like Italy the best he could. "Um, yeah! I'll be out in a minute, okay?" It was weird to not hear his own voice.

"Alright then. If you aren't going back to sleep, you can join me for breakfast downstairs."

After hearing Germany go downstairs, Japan came out of the bathroom. There was a clock in the hallway. 9:07.

Wow, I'm surprised he didn't wake up earlier-This isn't what I'm supposed to be thinking about. I'm in Italy's body. What should I do? Should I tell Mr. Germany, or should I just pretend to be Italy for now?

And what about Italy? He should be me if I woke up as him, correct? Should I call him?

After thinking for a moment, he decided that he didn't want to keep Germany waiting. Japan quickly found a fitting pair of Italy's clothes and went downstairs.

"Ve~?"

Italy woke up with the sun in his eyes, as usual. He looked around, and again, this wasn't right.

"Where is Germany? I know I fell asleep with him last night~ Hey, my voice! I sound just like Japan, don't I? And isn't this Japan's house? What happened?"

Italy stood up. He felt even shorter. Black hair brushed the side of his face.

He went around to find a mirror and came upon the bathroom. When Italy stared in the mirror, Japan stared back.

"I- I look just like Japan! And I sound like him too~! Did we switch bodies or something? What should I do?"

His stomach growled.

"Oh! I need breakfast before I can think. I wonder if Japan has anything for pasta~?"

Italy looked through the kitchen and started making breakfast.

"Hmmmmm... No pasta... What's here? I guess it would be okay if I had the last of his soup then..."

A bowl of miso soup later, the Italian was ready to figure this whole thing out.

"What should I do~? Maybe... maybe I'll call Japan! He would be me if I was him, wouldn't he?"

The Italian picked up the phone and dialed Germany's number.