The screen door slammed open, not because Switzerland was in a foul temper, but because the door was very touchy.

Liechtenstein was in the kitchen, cleaning up what she had eaten for breakfast earlier in the day. She glanced innocently through the archway of the room to give a smile to her brother. He nodded at her lightly and gave a smile in return. She grinned and hid her head from view. She paused in her cleaning, and her face fell. It had been only a few weeks ago when her brother became distant and concerned with…well, that's what Liechtenstein wanted to know. She looked down. Vash had recently been rather…quiet around her. He wasn't in the house earlier in the day and she had to cook and eat breakfast alone…actually, Liechtenstein realized as she glanced back up out the window into the yard, that he hadn't shared a meal with her in days. It hit her hard and she froze. That was something she hadn't noticed…and now that she had, she felt a pressing emptiness knock against her chest.

She looked back down quickly and began scrubbing at the dishes fiercely, trying to get the feeling and the thoughts out of her mind and body. These feelings will end soon, she thought to herself. Once you find out who is in the picture…and figure out the connection of the issue now…it'll be worth it, and everything will go back to normal. I'll be Liechtenstein and he'll go back to being my brother.

She was in that state of self-reassurance when the phone rang. She paid no mind to it and continued to clean. It was only when Switzerland answered the phone that Liechtenstein turned off the faucet and leaned away from the sink. She kept her feet in place, and laid her back against the wall.

It was an awkward position, but she could hear a bit of Vash's conversation. He seemed mildly concerned about something…

"No, that's not it." Liechtenstein heard him say suddenly and loudly. She pressed against the wall closer, moving her feet from their original position.

"I don't want to see her...getting…yes it's true…

She pursed her lips. She couldn't hear much of the conversation anymore; his voice had dropped to a soft murmur. She heard his footsteps turn and walk towards her and she (instinctively) quickly went back to the sink. She peered out of the corner of her eye to see Switzerland peering out of the screen door into the distance, still on the phone. But he was just listening, giving slight nods and murders of yeses and yeah's. Liechtenstein wanted desperately to know who he was talking to, and who he was talking about. She turned to face him, expression set to sweet concern…but Vash failed to see it. He continued talking in a low but calm voice…a type of way Liechtenstein had never heard him speak in…It was so…emotionless.

Switzerland turned towards the kitchen then, and saw Liechtenstein's expression of concern. He paused as he gazed at her, then quickly replied into the phone with an "All right…yes, I'll meet you there." He walked back to where the phone was hung and placed it away, hanging up on whoever he was talking to.

Liechtenstein poked her head out from the kitchen. Switzerland had his hand against the wall and was hunched over. She didn't know what was wrong…she felt a wave of worry wash over her body. She wanted to make his worry disappear; she wanted to do something…

A hand placed itself on Lilli's arm. She flinched out of surprise, and turned to see Switzerland standing behind her, a jacket slung over his shoulder. "Yes?" She asked him. "We need to…ahh…" Vash started, but then shook his head. "We need to go to the market* to get…something."

He reached over and got a jacket for Liechtenstein, and handed it to her. "Let's go." He said, walking out the door.

She put the jacket on, and followed him. She watched him walk ahead of her, deep in thought. She wondered who he was talking to…and why they had needed to go to the market. They had everything that they needed…could this possibly be related to why he was so worried? It seemed so…open…and random…

Liechtenstein nodded swiftly. It had to be. The way he was talking on the phone…it had to be.

Switzerland opened up the car door and got in, Lilli following. She looked up at her brother as he began to drive…and a thought hit her.

She shared everything with him. Everything.

Yet here she was now, trying to find out what was on his mind because he wouldn't tell her. Or, she realized, because she hadn't asked.

"Bruder..." she started. Switzerland turned his head to her in question. "Yes?"

Liechtenstein turned her body to face him. "Why are we going to the market?"

Switzerland didn't answer immediately; he turned back to the road. "We uhm…need to get something for…" he trailed off and turned suddenly into the parking lot.

Liechtenstein looked out the window. She Switzerland would be too bothered to tell her. She knew that she had to find out on her own.