Title: Revelations

Characters: Russia, fem Latvia, France, England, Poland, Belarus, Prussia, the Nordics and lots of others.

Summary: A lost masterpiece holds the Nations' secret and is now in unscrupulous hands. Can the Nations stop it from being revealed to the world's media? Or will love or amnesia get in the way? The clock is ticking.

Genre: Humour/Angst/Romance/Hurt-Comfort/Drama/Western (wait what?)

Setting: Story takes place in various locations in 1980s Europe

Author's Note: This is the sequel to the Baltics Secrets, if you're unsure what is happening it might help if you've read that story first. However, I will occasionally re-cap from the previous story (mainly because my memory is very bad and I sometimes forget what I wrote), so it will be obvious what is happening. Idiocy, angst (probably a bit darker than the previous story), fluff, sexual innuendo, swearing, drinking, cross-dressing, car chases, mild cartoon violence.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia obviously; all these characters were created by the magical, marvellous Hidekaz Himaruya.

Prologue – Picture This

The year is 1516, Paris, France

"One last painting just for me!" the French King exclaimed, his dark eyes twinkling, his face blushed with joy, "Leonardo, you do me such great honour! I will treasure it forever!"

The old man, his beard now almost white, his eyes now clouding over, bowed down to his friend, and said in his thick Italian "Your Majesty, it is a present for you, a gift of thanks for your hospitality in my last years."

Francis I took the once strong hand of the Master painter, artist, genius, dramatic tears in his eyes, and kissed it. "You have captured them so beautifully."

The two men turned to gaze at the canvas, Leonardo bowed his head, it was to be his last painting, his hands now were too unsteady for the work (his apprentice had done much of the intricate layering upon layering of colour), and his eyes were almost gone. But it was his finest and, he thought, his most controversial.

"Ah! Votre majesté, it is finished? It is truly magnifique!"

The King turned to his Nation and smiled, "It is indeed, Francis. It will stand for centuries as a testament to the glory of France!"

"Honhonhon, the little Italies looks so adorable and of course, I am handsome and heroic of course." the young man shook his blond locks and twirled around the painting, pointing and posing. He had enjoyed posing for the painting very much, several times insisting on being nude, although he was attired in full battle armour in the portrait. "Monsieur Da Vinci, I congratulate you!"

The old man looked at the fey young man as he swished his long blond hair, smoothing his velvet tunic and straightening his furred cape. To have portrayed this playboy, this 'codardo' into an armoured conquering warrior so convincingly had depleted all of the artist's ingénue. That was it, he had finished.

The two Francis' turned again to the painting with elation. Feliciano and Romano were portrayed as small winged cherubs sounding trumpets to herald the approach of a mighty warrior – a blond-haired god, a sword in one hand, a shield in the other. Enemies lay scattered around him. Their bloodied bodies testament to the ferocity and mighty power that was France.

"I painted their faces from memory and from descriptions from Francis, your Majesty," here the old man bowed to the King and then to France, "So my apologies if they are not truly accurate."

Unfortunately, the artist was a genius and the countenances were truly accurate.

The two Francis', both as vain and as recklessly oblivious as the other, did not grasp the consequences. The old man did, and laughed silently to himself until his death three years later, in the arms of the King of France.

'The Nations' was to hang in the French King's own bedroom until 1547, after this its whereabouts are shrouded in secrecy.

Author's Notes:

Codardo – coward in Italian

Leonardo da Vinci – lived from 1452 to 1519. He was taken in by Francis I of France in his latter years and it is said he died in his arms. He was probably one of the greatest painters/artists that ever lived. Many of his works have invited controversy and speculation.

Francis I of France died in 1547. He was an avid collector and patron of the arts.