Chapter 2: Room 323
(A/N): Okai~Time to update! I already have reviewers!Yay:D. Speacial thanks to Cryers Cross-Save-My-Soul for being Prussian awesome and becoming da first reviewer!*Confetti and kittens rain down from the sky*. More thankfulness for Jeice Lover and The Ignored Criminal for reviewing The Things I don't Say: Sealand's Biggest Fear.*Is sparkling with joy*.Again, muchas gracias awesome personas!
disclaiMER: I do not own Hetalia! However, I do own mah own England plushie*Just made thousands of fangirls jealous*.
WARNING: Use of the words "Ve", "Aiyah", and "Flip". adorable Italian. An adorable Brit. AMERICANS!( Flip yeah!). And a France...*Shivers*.
Cue dah chapie~
POV:General
I bet you can guess what's happening in room 323 in a certain hotel in New York City…
It was a typical meeting for the former Allied and Axis powers. Italy was talking about pasta, France was being…France (shivers), China was complaining about how immature western nations were, England was yelling at France, Russia was sitting down and watching everyone with his signature creepy smile, Japan was reading his manga, and Germany was trying to get everyone back on track while a certain Italian was hanging on his arm. The only strange thing was the lack of a certain American's obnoxious chatter.
Said American was sitting in his chair with a thoughtful and excited expression on his face as he watched the door to the room. He was awfully quiet except for the occasional laugh as he stole glances at the ultimate British-French showdown. What was so much more interesting? Before we find out…
…Cue the angry German in 3…2…1…
"EVERYONE SHUT UP!"
Italy was blasted out the door of the room by the sheer force of the shout, 'Veeeing' all the way. China fell out of his chair with a startled 'Aiyah'. Japan gave a startled jolt as he dropped his manga and started to randomly apologize. Russia just continued to sit and watch everyone in amusement. England and France stopped choking each other after a few seconds, and they each sat in their respective seats, glaring at each other. America was slightly startled and looked at the angry German.
POV: IGGY(*Hearts appear in Neo's eyes*)
Eventually the stupid frog broke eye contact with me. HA. Take that you git (Neo: And you call America childish…). Smirking to myself, I turned to pay attention to Germany's speech (something about car exports) when I realized something unusual: America hasn't said anything so far this meeting. Suspiciously and NOT AT CONCERNED, I looked over to see what the bloody git was doing.
He was staring at the door with a concentrated expression that looked alien on his face. His blue eyes held an eager light to them. I felt a frown form on my face. Was he really so desperate for entertainmnet that he has taken to watching doors? Was the git actually expecting someone?I raised an eyebrow. This was supposed to be just a simple meeting unless the stupid American forgot to tell us something. I snorted to myself mentally. That seems like something Alfred would do.
I watched him in silence, only partly listening to Germany's speech (Neo: *Le gasp* Iggy-kun isn't trying to be polite for once?o_o) (England: Shut up you git! It was because I already talked to Germany about his topic!) (Neo:Suuuurrre:P). Then, I couldn't stand it anymore. I opened my mouth to ask the git what he was so excited about when chaos broke out yet again.
Italy, either still dazed or just being…Italy, came back into the room when Germany yelled for him and randomly latched onto Japan. Japan, being a man who was uncomfortable with close contact, flipped out and, without thinking, pushed Italy away…towards Russia.
"KolKolKolKolKol…"
POV: Brianna
Ding
The elevator opened up to floor 3 of the hotel. I walked out slowly, still trying to calm the butterflies in my stomach. You would think that after running away from pyshcos, living in the wild, and breaking into the white house, I wouldn't be bothered by going to a small meeting. Well, I just have one thing to say to that: Stage Fright is more feared than death or at least in the entire nation of America.
318…319..320…I hope they're a nice bunch of people. I don't know much about politicians ,but they will understand and help me and my friends…right?
321… Speaking of my friends, they better not do anything stupid in the hotel rooms where I left them.
322…My stomach growls and I groan. Great. I forgot breakfast(Neo: The most important meal of the day XD) (Bri: I swear. Break the wall one more flippin' time*Has Russia's dark aura* (Neo:*Waves Italian white flag, while flipping out*).
323…Well here goes noth-
My thoughts were interrupted as the door opens and someone came flying out and hit the wall of the hallway.
"…Ve"
…The flip? He doesn't even sound like he is in pain. In fact, he only seems dazed! And what did he say? It sounded like…Never mind that's impossible. Before I could think about this even more, my protective instincts kick in, and I am by the person's side.
"Are you okay? Do you feel like you have a concussion? Here Let me help you.", I said as I helped the man into a sitting position and started to check his head gently for damage. Nothing. I breathe a sigh of relief, and before I could stop myself, I smile. I remember the myriad of times I had to check one of my friends over when one of them did something stupid.
I use the moment to take a closer look at the young man. If I had to guess, he seemed about 19 or 21 at the most. He had gorgeous, shiny, auburn colored hair with a cute, little curl on the side of his head. His peach-colored skin had a slight tan to it like he lived in a very sunny place. He seemed to be wearing some sort of blue military uniform, but the strangest part about him was the fact that he was now looking at me and his eyes were closed.
…That sure is familiar…I mentally laughed. If I didn't know any better, I would say that this guy was from-
My thoughts were once again interrupted as I find myself being hugged by the man.
"Ve~ Grazie for being so nice!", the man said in an adorably cheerful voice. I'm probably blushing like crazy. After a few seconds, he backed out of the hug, but still kept his hands on my shoulder, looking at me with closed eyes.
How is that even possible? I thought.
Even though his eyes were still closed, he seemed to be observing me.
"…"
"…" What was I suppose to say?
…I guess I could use this awkward moment to describe myself a little bit more.
In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm an American, and I am fifteen years old. I have long, dark, brown hair that goes about halfway down my back and no bangs. My skin color is peach, but has a bit of a light tan to it. My face has a few faded freckles on it and bright, hazel eyes. My height? The fact that I have a nice AVERAGE AND NOT SHORT height is all I'm going to say. At the moment, I was wearing my favorite clothing combination, which was blue jeans, a grey shirt with the planet Pluto on it(cuz it is a planet!), and my most prized possession: my navy and gold athletic jacket.
The man, which I could tell was Italian because of his accent smiled even more brightly (if that was even possible with how much he seemed to smile).
"Vee~. You are very pretty, bella~."
Now I KNOW that I'm blushing.
I open my mouth to probably say something stupid when I am saved from utter humiliation in the form of an impatient, German voice.
"Italien! Get back in here! You will present soon!"
"Aw but Doitsuuuuu…"
"DO YOU WANT ME TO GAS YOU?"
The effect was instantenous. In a frightened hurry, the Italian (Was his name Italien?) scrambled back into the meeting room.
…The flip just happened? This can't be it! One, the people in there sound crazy. Two, that man seemed too young and…spacey to be some sort of meeting-person-thing.
I look at the room number and make a disbelieving sound. Is this the room?
Before I know it, I'm laughing and managing to sound both nervous and confused at the same time.
The Italian… He reminds me of somebody. I know I'm going to sound crazy but…He seems just like an anime character I know. Funny isn't it? I am constantly traveling all around America and even the world sometimes, trying to escape my crazy enemies, dealing with normal teenage problems(Don't ask), and keeping all of my rambunctious friends under control. So how the flip do m I have time to watch ANIME?
My answer? I'm just that awesome…Anyway, There is an anime that me and all of my friends enjoy called Hetalia-Axis Powers. I'm too lazy and flipped out right now to go into details about the show, so I'm just going to say it is about a bunch of people that personify many of the world's nations…And they're all flipping insane.
The man I just met could have been an exact copy of the personification of Italy.
…
But see? That's crazy. All of the personified countries and their crazy adventures are all fictional, and that includes Italy.
…
Anyway, thinking about this isn't going to help me or my friends…My friends…When I didn't have a family…When I was alone…When I was afraid…They were always there for me, and they believed in me. They believe in me so much that they trusted me to handle this meeting and represent all of them and what they went through. They saw the strength in me when I didn't. When we fought our enemies, they had my back.
They weren't afraid, and they were risking their lives. So why am I afraid now when my life, for once, is not in danger and all of them are counting on me?
I looked at the door again and sighed.
I can't let them down.
Still feeling nervous, but steeling myself with determination, I found the courage to open the door.
…to complete and utter chaos.
…
…Well, that's anti-climactic.
(A/N):...MER!
*Link opens up chest, while da chest-openning music plays*
Da Da Da Daaaa: You got Chapter 2! It's the chapter after chapter 1! Set it to one of the controls for easier use!
LOL. I had to XD. I don't own Legend of Zelda by the way.
I know that I haven't really gotten to the plot yet, but don't worry! Brianna will meet the other countries next chapie for sure! I can also tell you that at least one of her mysterious friends will be introduced!
Hasta pronto personas~