These will be in first person (their view).

Japan:

A/N: for the sake of making this easier, I'm doing with in Iwakuni, the Yamaguchi prefecture.

I was walking through the lotus fields on the beautiful spring day. The weather was perfect and on the corner of the street was a sakura tree in full bloom. Everything was so peaceful that I could have fallen asleep walking. Then I heard crying.

"Where is the crying coming from?" I said to no one in particular. I walked to were I heard the noise coming from, and saw a little baby carrier. I looked in side and saw a small baby with a little black hair, laying on a Doraemon blanket. I looked around for their mother, but saw no one. Then I saw a note on the carrier.

Dear who ever finds this,

I am sorry for putting this responsibility on you, but I wasn't ready to be a mother. I thought I was, but the father left after the child was born. You can name them what you wish, just please take care.

- The mother

I looked down at the small child, who had stopped crying, and picked it up.

"Wourd you rike to come home with me?" The small child buried it's face into my shoulder. Before I grabbed the carrier, I looked in the diaper.

"Werr herro my beautifur girr. I wirr carr you Sakura." As said to her as I walked home with my new daughter.

China:

I was looking out my window, having just finished some paperwork. I was thinking about the old times, when there was so many young nations to take care of, how I missed those days. I was snapped out of my thoughts by the all too familiar sound of a child's cry.

"Where is the child ~aru?" I said as I climbed out my window and started looking. I ended up at my front door with a little child wailing there. It was in a small straw basket with a purple blanket covering it. I picked it up and started cradling it. Once it stopped crying I looked inside it's diaper, to find out that it was a boy.

"What is a cute little boy doing here and where is your mother ~aru?" As a reply he started crying again. I soothed him down and took him inside. He stopped crying and was now interested in my cute stuffed toys. I placed him there and he immediately started cuddling with the stuffed pandas.

He soon drifted off to sleep, probably tired from the crying. "Bojing, I will name you Bojing, my little panda ~aru." Well I guess that solves my problem of missing young children.

A/N: I looked up male Chinese names, and it said that Bojing means gentle waves. Since China kept rocking him to sleep I thought that this was a good name.

Russia:

I was walking through a sunflower patch on a particularly peaceful afternoon when I heard a child's cry. I went to investigate and found a baby wrapped in a dirty white blanket. To the side of the child was a small box full of objects, and a note.

Dear the finder,

Please take care of my beautiful daughter. I wish her only a better life than what I have. I have left many supplies in the box to help you, I wish you only luck in taking care of my, now your, child.

I looked at the small child, who was now staring deep within my eyes. Her eyes lowered down to my scarf and was now reaching for it. "You like my scarf sunflower?" I picked her up, and she giggled as I rubbed her cheek.

She pushed her face into my scarf and fell asleep. "I will call you Anastasia da."

Italy/Germany:

Third person pov.

About a month after Italy and Germany were wed, Italy asked Germany for a kid. After a few weeks of debating, Germany gave in and decided to adopt a child. Today was the day that they met their new daughter. Little to Germany's knowledge, Italy also had adopted a son.

"Ve~ I am-a so excited. Aren't-a you Germany?" Italy said fixing the house a little. Germany was nervous as heck.

What if he wasn't a good father, what would happen when she would want to start dating, what if she hates me? That was what he was thinking. Italy saw how nervous he was and placed a hand on his shoulder, in which Germany turned and held the hand to his cheek.

"They will-a love you," Italy said, but he then realized that he said 'they'.

"Zhey? I zhought zhat ve had adopted one?" Germany said looking at Italy wide eyed.

"Oh, well I-a might have-a adopted two." Before they had time to discuss anything, the adoption person had rung the door bell. Germany took a deep breath and opened the door.

After a few words and paper signings, the lady handed the couple their new children. One was the daughter with brown hair and a curl. Italy and the child had an uncanny resemblance. Germany held in his arms and small baby with blond hair. Germany rubbed the child's cheek, making the young son open his eyes. He had blue eyes, just like Germany, which is one of the the reasons Italy had chosen the child.

The son grabbed onto Germany's large thumb, and hugged it with his tiny hands. "I told you they will love you," Italy said, giving a kiss to his happy husband.

"How about, Mia and Adalbert?" Germany nodded. My children Mia and Adalbert.

A/N: Adalbert means intelligent or noble. Just Google it.

Spain/Romano:

"Stupid Mafia fights." Romano cussed under his breath as he closed the door as quietly as he could. Apparently he wasn't quiet enough, because Spain came downstairs and saw Romano. Worry stained Spain's face, he always worried when Romano came home late, knowing that most of time it had to do with the mafia.

"S-Spain! I didn't see you there..." Romano's voice trailed off. Spain sighed and gave a smile of relief that his husband didn't get hurt, but he did see that something was wrong.

"Lovi, what are you holding?" Romano smiled and turned around showing a sleeping child in his arm. Spain was shocked, he knew that Romano wanted a child but did he...

"No I didn't cheat on you, if that's what you were thinking." Romano smirked.

"So where did the baby come from?" Spain said, taking the baby into his arms.

"When I was walking back from work, I found her abandoned on the side of the road, so I took her in." Romano gently held her hand.

"How about Antonia? After he amazing dad, me!" Romano just smiled and rolled his eyes.

"Whatever you want." Romano kissed Spain on the cheek, then kissed his new daughter.

France:

I was enjoying a wonderful day in Paris when I saw a young couple go into an alley way with a child. A few minutes later they came out. Without the child.

I walked down to the alley where I saw them and saw they left their child right there. She had beautiful blond hair like moi and pink rosy cheeks. I picked her up and she started to cry.

"Aww, do you miss your parents. Oui, I am sure you do. Well I will take care of you now ma fille." I said with a smile. "'ow does Lilly sound?" I kissed her forehead as I walked home.

America:

I was walking back from a football game, that the team I was rooting for this time loss. Technically that also means I won, but just not to the team I want to win. Then when I was on my way out, a dude poured soda on me, how rude! Today just wasn't going my way.

I was at McDonald's eating a cheeseburger when left to go to the bathroom. When I came back there was a baby carrier in my seat and a note.

Sorry to do this, please take care of him.

The dude or dudette just left their kid here and that's all they said! Wow some people are really heartless. I look at the small dude in the carrier and he was eating my fries. Or at least trying to.

"Wow dude, you hungry?" He looked up at me and gave me a toothless smile, making me smile back.

"Well I guess your coming home with me dude. How does the name Ryan sound?" He just continued to try and eat the fry. I guess it wasn't such a bad day after all.

Canada:

It was a snowy day at home so all I wanted to do was stay home and eat pancakes, but sadly I ran out of butter. I grabbed my keys and went to town. I was driving when I saw a little baby carrier out side of the story with many layers of blankets in it. After I parked, I went to see what it was, and it happened to have a kid in there.

"W-What a baby?!" I said, the baby's nose was red, and who knows how long they were out here for. I picked him up and held him close, trying to warm him up.

"How could someone do this!" I said as I stepped into the heated store. I looked down at the child who seemed much warmer now. I sighed in relief that there wasn't anything too bad that happened.

"Well I can't leave you, eh? So I guess you can call me papa, my little maple, Max." I then went to get some butter, along with some baby supplies.

England:

I was inside reading a book and drinking some tea when someone knocked on my door.

"Just wait, love." I said as I marked I page. I opened the door, to find no one. As I was about to close the door I heard a little 'goo'. I look down and see a small baby, and his face was male, but to make sure I looked in his diaper. Yep he was male.

"Well what happened, love? Did you parents abandon you? Those wankers." I covered my mouth, mentally cursing for having improper language in front of a young child.

He reached up at my eyebrows but ended up just poking my face. I couldn't help but laugh at the cute child. I stepped inside, closing the door behind us.

"Well don't worry love, I will take care of you now. How does the name James sound?" As a reply I got a cute little laugh from him. I kissed his forehead and readied him a bottle of milk.

Prussia:

The awesome me was awesome walking home from my awesome friend Denmark's house. As I was walking I heard unawesome crying, and saw a kleines Mädchen (little girl).

"Vhat is a little kid like jou doing here?" I took a closer look at her and noticed she was also an albino. There was no way I could leave and awesome albino here, it would be totally unawesome!

"Vell jour unawezome purents left jou, so zhe awezomely awezome me vill teach jou how to be awezome." I awesomely took the little girl and started to rub her cheek, making her awesomely giggle.

"How about I call jou zhe awezome Amber! After our awezome eyez!"

Wow that took forever to write. Well I hope you like it.
Hasta la pasta!