Hey guys! Welcome to the all new season of…Hidden Secrets! If you've read the previous story, you know what I'm going on about. If you haven't then that's fine. Basically it's a talk show where you can question the nations that are there.

This story is also going to be eleven chapter. So we only have ten chapters of questions and answers.

So, hope you ask a lot and have fun! Enjoy!

.:|Silver|:.

DISCLAIMER: Don't own. (Yes, I know, it's very sad.)

She looked up; flicking the compact mirror in her hand shut, and let her lips twitch into a smile. Bottle green eyes flicking around, she strode onto the stage, one hand brushing imaginary dust from the red fabric covering her, and the other loosely holding a small notecard. Brown hair done in a messy-yet-attractive hairdo, she flashed bright white teeth at the cameraman.

"Airing in 3…2…1…"

A bright and bouncy song played loudly, lights swiveling across the stage, catching in the red dress and bronze skin.

"Hello and welcome, all of you, to Hidden Secrets Season Two: Koffee With Katerine! I'm Katerine Roche, your host," greeted the brunette on stage. The camera panned the woman's frame.

Katerine Roche was a slender woman, skin tanned from time spent on beaches, brown hair wavy and tied up. Her green eyes glittered as she flashed pearly whites at the audience. She was dressed in an elegant red dress that fell to the floor, a long slit up to mid thigh cutting on side, revealing her red stilettos. The audience cheered, waving at the woman and whistling.

Katerine smiled and waited for the crowd to quiet down before speaking.

"Its great to see you all love me so much. Alan said you all were rather unsupportive," she joked, her voice a bit husky as she rolled her rs. French. She was a Frenchwoman and proud. There was some more thunderous applause before she spoke again.

"And while I'm glad you love me, I want you to save that energy for some special people. That's right, we have with us our favorites, or famous, the brilliant, nations! Please give them a big round of applause!" she said brightly, turning slightly to face the left entrance to the stage. There was cheering before someone first walked on.

Blond hair spiked up and a beer in hand, the first man walked onstage, blue eyes sparkling as he gave an attractive smile.

"Hej beautiful," he greeted, giving the hostess an appraising look before grinning and waving towards the audience. There were whoops and whistles from the audience. The Danish man gave a small smirk and winked at the crowd, taking a swig from his beer. Kat grinned.

"And our fist gentleman of the night. Please, round of applause for Denmark!"

"You can call me Mathias."

"I'll keep that in mind, Mat." The Danish man gave a lecherous look and winked, following the gesture to the cream couches set on the stage, lounging on one with a content look. Roche shook her head, glancing at the notecard in her hand and grinning.

"Next with us, we have the great, the dashing, Norway!" she exclaimed. The Norwegian man strode on stage, blue eyes looking bored as he glanced around the audience before giving a tiny smile.

"Hello," he said quietly. Katerine cooed, getting in the blond's personal space and giving him a kiss on either cheek, a smirk decorating her lips as she stepped back. Norway had a vaguely uncomfortable look on his face and he quickly strode to the couches, sitting down next to Denmark who was laughing at him. Katerine did a fake pout and wiggled her fingers at the blond, chuckling softly.

"Well, looks like he didn't enjoy that. How sad. I guess I'll have to try harder," she said with a laugh, electing a similar one from the crowd before grinning.

"Now, this is my personally favorite man. Put your hands together for…Iceland!"

There was cheering from the many fan girls present there. The silver-white haired man strode to the limelight, looking slightly uncomfortable as he looked around, blue eyes shifting around quickly.

"Um, hello," he said in his thick accent. Katerine smiled brightly at him and gave him a hug.

"Hello Iceland. If I may just say, I love your eyes," she said politely, raking her eyes over the tousled silver hair with interest. Iceland shifted and flushed slightly, clearing his throat and looking away.

"Thank you. You look beautiful as well," he replied. The Frenchwoman grinned and cooed before gently shoving the man in the direction of the couches.

"Isn't he just sweet? I think I may be in love," she gasped dramatically, holding a hand to her heart. "Anyways, next with us we have…Sweden and Finland!" she introduced. And sure enough, the tall man and the shorter one came on.

Sweden was dressed in a formal suit and gazing with his sharp eyes down at Katerine. Even in her heels she had to tilt her head up to look at him. Lucky for her, Finland was more her height. The Finnish man gave her a nervous smile.

"Hei Katerine," he greeted.

"Call me Kat, Finland. Hello Sweden. You're looking good."

The Swedish man gave a small grunt, looking bored and glancing at Finland.

"L't's g'," he mumbled. Katerine gave him a bright smile as he went off to the couches with the Finn.

"He has a sexy accent, doesn't he?" she asked the audience, delighting in the enthusiastic approval. Studying her notecard, she gave another bright grin.

"Next up, we have our very own, Romania!" she cheered. A blonde strode over; a red streak in her shoulder-length waves and eyes a daring shade of crimson. She flashed a smile at Katerine, revealing a sharp fang.

"Hello Katerine," she greeted cheerfully. The Frenchwoman smiled back just as brightly.

"Hey Romania. Looks like I have some competition," she said with a mock angry look. The Romanian woman grinned and struck a pose.

"Looks like you do. Better watch your back, girl," she replied with just as much mock anger. They both laughed.

"Tell me, Romania, do you also believe in magic? England told me…"

"Of course. I've seen vampires and I cast many spells too."

"Ah. Well, please take your seat."

The blonde grinned and waved, going to plop down next to Finland, giving the Finnish man a smirk and tapping her dark combat boots on the ground. Katerine gave a satisfied smile and turned to face the audience again.

"Our next member, the handsome Romano!" she cheered. The Italian strode onto stage, giving Katerine a charming smirk and winking at the crowd. There were swoons all around. His amber eyes glittered with amusement and something that said he was totally in his element here.

"Bonjour, cher. You look gorgeous as always," greeted Katerine, letting her French shine through. Romano gave her a slight smile.

"Its great to be here, bella," he said right back. The brunette chuckled and was about to say something when there was a whirl of black and suddenly Romano fell forwards. She caught him quickly, well more like supported him, and made sure he was stable before looking towards the other arrival. It was Spain.

"Lovi! I missed you!" he said with a grin, nuzzling the younger man with enthusiasm.

"I haven't even been gone two minutes bastardo!"

"I still missed you, mi corazon!"

The Italian sighed and moved away, giving Katerine an apologetic look and shoving Spain off to the couches, ignoring the Spanish terms of endearment.

Katerine giggled and turned her green gaze to the audience again, flipping her hair over a shoulder.

"Right ad our last two people! Please put your hands together for the amazing Netherlands and Belgium!" she cheered. Said nations walked on. Belgium had short blond hair and bright green eyes, eyes that brightened considerably when she noticed Romano and Spain. Netherlands just stood quietly, glaring at nothing in particular. He caught Denmark's eye and his lips twitched into a grin as the Dane gave him an obnoxious wink and thumbs up.

"Hey Belgium! Hello Netherlands!" greeted the hostess with a wide grin.

"Oh please, call me Bella," said the Belgian with a smile.

"Then you can call me Kat. It's only fair, yeah?"

Both the girls giggled and then looked towards the Dutchman. Said Dutchman gave them both looks of slight confusion before clearing his throat and tilting his head in the direction of the couches.

"Let's go?" he asked quietly. Bella smiled and gripped his arm, waving at Katerine. The hostess herself followed them to the couches, seating herself on a bright red armchair that was specifically for her.

There was a silence as the nations and the human observed each other. Then Katerine Roche spoke.

"Well mes chers nations, it's great to have you all here. Are you ready for the questions?"

There were murmured affirmations or negations. The brunette carried on, undaunted.

"Well we don't care if you're ready or not, because tomorrow night, that's right, they're going to be carried out. Guys, you've been a great crowd. I'll see you all tomorrow night, and hopefully with lots of questions. See you all, same time, same place, with me in Koffee With Katerine! Love you all!"

There was jazzy theme music and the lights dimmed as the audience roared their approval. Katerine gave a smirk as she watched the nations mingle. She took out her phone as she walked away.

TXT MESSAGE

TO: BRATTY BAKER

FROM: MOI

They aren't that bad, Baker!

There was a brief ring as a text message came back.

TXT MESSAGE

TO: KITTY KAT

FROM: THE AWESOME ME

Just wait for it, babe ;)

Katerine hid a smirk and hurried off the stage. No one noticed her go.

Well? Hope you guys will enjoy this new season as much as you enjoyed the last. Questions are encouraged, ask away to the nations! Letters are appreciated, but so are audience members! If you are from the previous season, and were a regular replier over there, then you can get an audience seat. Just give me a little description if I don't already know it.

Please review!

.:|Silver|:.

PS. Special thanks to Lynnee! Thank you Lynne for all your help with Romania! Love you for it!