"Come out, Come out where ever your are~!" 2P Italy sing songed. You ducked behind a bunch of crates in an alley way. You grabbed your bleeding side where one of Italy's four razor sharp knives had hit you in the side.

click clack click

You jumped up "Do you want me that bad~?" you threw one your own at the Italian hitting his hat. He responded just as quick barely missing your head. You threw yourself into a dark building locking the crazy Italian outside.

"You cant stay in there forever!" a crazy laughter irrupted from the other side of the door.

You sighed and, limped through the dark warehouse. You found a ladder leading up to the second floor.

Maybe there's a window I can climb out of..

You ignored the killer pain from your side, and kept climbing. You found a window, there was a rusty fire escape on the outside. You made sure there was no Italy down below, and assumed it safe to go down. Once your combat boots hit the pavement you sprinted to your house.

"I'm safe." you blew out an air of relief. You knew that, no one dared going to each other's house's, not unless you were completely sure they were either weak, or your allies. Giving the enemy a home court advantage, could lead you to either death or, slavery. You went to your closet, and grabbed your first aid kit out of your closet, and disinfected your cut. Usually you have an aid kit in your backpack that you usually carry around, but you weren't expecting to run into any of the 2P's today.

FLASH BACK

"Hmm... I'll take.. One of those yummy coffee shake things."

" You mean a frappuccino?" the cashier looked annoyed.

"Yeah, I guess." you shrugged. The lady was obviously being rude, at any moment you could have snapped her neck, but it was too public. Here in the 2P's world you could kill, or harm anyone, but there was one catch. You couldn't be caught. If you were caught, then you would have to face unbearable punishments.

You sat at a booth thinking over the new world you now lived in. It was a cat and mouse sort of thing. Either you were strong and feared or you were weak. It was quite a rare accurance if you were weak, and had someone to protect you. The 2P's didn't go around killing each other. No, that'd be too easy. Most of them would either dominate or gain your trust then play around with you, if they liked you they'd keep you around for a while. Like America, he was the dominate kind. He sees women as pet's, and he of course is the master. It made your stomach sick thinking about it, but some of the girls liked it that way. Then there was England, he would gain your trust with his cute smiles, and quirky attitude, but under it all was a bomb just waiting to explode. You shivered, it was in your best interest to just stay away from them.

Jingle Jingle

You looked up, and saw Italy walk through the glass doors. Your froze, mid slurp.

Oh God No.

Italy was the crazy type. He was in the dominate type category, he made people his bitch. Germany his bitchiest bitch and also best friend, he might look tough, but really he is full of fright. It was because Italy treats him like a dog, but somehow he still stands, by his side. You've seen it around the neighborhood, and meetings. Japan was also apart of his crew, but he was mostly off in his own world with Sakura, and Chun Yan the fem China head.

You burried your head hoping he wouldn't see you, but that was a slim possibility. Ever since you first moved here pretty much all of them had an interest in you. They found you paticularily fascinating, because you had a good judgment, and didn't go waving a knife threatening to kill everyone. In fact you actually wanted to be friends with everyone. But you learned quickly when England had a knife to your throat. Now you carry a never ending supply of knives, and loaded gun. After five minutes of having your head down, you thought you were safe until...

"Ciao, _!"

You looked up to see the Italian inches from your face.

"F-Feli!" You blushed a little bit. He was cute, but you weren't fooled by that innocent looking face.

He smiled at your blush "What are you doing here?"

You frowned "I wanted a drink."

The Italian grabbed your drink, and took a swig without asking. He swallowed, but made a sour looking face. "This is disgusting! How could you drink this?"

"I-I just wanted to try. Give it back." your voice faltered. He was intimidating, and you didn't really want to make him upset, but you weren't going to let him push you around.

Feli smirked, and grabbed your chin tilting your face up to his. "You're so carino~! How about you come with me no?"

You glared at him. "No way in hell!" you bit his finger, and ran.

That's how the whole thing started.

PRESENT TIME

Your hip was throbbing, badly. You swallowed several pain killers, the wobbled off to bed. But before that you made sure to lock your windows, doors, and anything else that could let anyone sneak in. Just for good measures you put the security alarm on. Maybe you could actually fall asleep soundly for once.

Not a chance.