Vasputin~ 2nd Installment

7 A.M.

"Hey dude, check this out!" America said happily when he found a bag of potato chips. Japan looked around the dark building quickly before saying, "Keep your voice down America, the walls, they have ears."

America and Japan had made it to the small family bodega on the outer edge of town, and were now pillaging what food that hadn't expired from the shelves. There was quite a bit of canned food left, which was what they were supposed to be going after, but America was just stalking the junk food. He now had an armful of ramen noodles and was munching on a licorice stick.

"I do not think that candy was on the list of food supplies."

"Whatever, just throw what you got in your back pack, I'm gonna go and look for some soda!"

Japan sighed, wondering when his friend would grow up. He watched America go to the back of the store where the drinks were located, then turned to continue filing his pack with cans of soup and green beans.

As he was finishing up he, Japan heard a shrill scream of "I'm the hero!" and something heavy falling to the floor. As Japan pulled out his Katana, someone or something wrapped its arms around him, attempting a sleeper hold. But whoever it was underestimated the small man, because with a motion born of years of practice, he pushed his sword into the humanoid's abdomen, causing it to emit a grunt of pain. So it was a human...

Japan looked down at his attacker, and saw that it was a male, appearing to be in his early 40's, and wearing the normal attire of a biker.

"State your reason for attempting to incapacitate me, and I may not kill you."

The man struggled to sit up, and with blood coming out of his mouth, said "Fuck you. We already got your friend, and my boys 'll be takin' him to our base, might make him one of our slaves, might sell him, who knows. But this is our city, and ain't no one got the right to fuck our shit up. You just wait, they'll get your ass too-" Japan proceeded to decapitate the thug, then ran to the back of the store, where he found an unconscious America being carried off by another biker.

"Stop right there!" He shouted. "Put my friend down, and maybe you won't become like your colleague!"

"What the fuck?" The man said before Japan whipped around and stabbed the man through the base of his neck, severing important nerves in the brain stem, instantly killing the vagabond. America dropped to the floor along with the man, while Japan climbed to the top of one of the shelves and glanced around the small store for anymore of the bastards. He saw none, so he ninja-style jumped from shelf to shelf until he got to the aisle containing medical supplies, picking up a jar of smelling salts before running back to his friend.

"Please wake up America, we have to tell the others about these people."

After smelling the chlorine, America sat up, rubbed his head, and took a swig of the coke lying next to him.

"Hey man, what the hell happened?"

"We were attacked by a pair of gang members. I disabled them however."

Japan and America both glanced over at the blood stained floor with disgust.

"What now dude?"

"Well, I think we should head back to base early. I mean, we have the food and I grabbed some medicine while I was getting the salts. There is no use in staying in a danger area longer than we have to, do you agree?"

"You're probably right, but I do think we should see about finding supplies for the season. Britain said that even though it's been mild out, there's gonna be a blizzard setting in soon. He's been doing that astronomy thing again."

"It is good to have a weather man in the group, even if his heart is troubled" Japan said under his breath as he zipped up his now full pack.

"What was that you said?"

"Oh, nothing."

Of course, Japan knows everything that goes on in the compound. When it appears that he's not doing anything, he is really watching and listening. He knows that England loves both France and America, he knows that Prussia watches people sleep, he knows that Italy wants to get into Germany's pants. He hears Romano talking about how Spain can be a dirty bastard, but watches when he goes into Spain's bed every night and slips back into his own before morning. Yes, Japan even knows about France's secret pair of England's underwear under the Frenchman's pillow. Japan was always watching. Always.

"Ugh, you guys are so stupid, why can't I just work by myself? I hate you West!" Prussia was walking down a quiet street with France and England, complaining loudly. Rather too loudly for the annoyed tea lover.

"Damn it to hell, will you shut the fuck up already!"

France looked at England, whose face was red, and he liked the way it contrasted with his friend's bright green eyes.

Prussia didn't take too kindly to the outburst. "why don't you shut the fuck up, at least I'm not in love with a frog and a wannabe hero!"

WHAM!

England had punched the shit out of Prussia, and was now panting heavily while the albino sat on the ground wearing a devilish smile while holding his cheek.

"Who...in the fuck...told you that!"

"Well it's kind of obvious, the way you always avoid the two of them and how you always go red when one of them ends up touching you, am I right?"

England was still pissed, even though France was trying to hold him back.

"Don't touch me!" England yelled throwing his friend/love interest off of him and running off, just as the hideous moans of the creatures reached their ears.

A.N. Well, there's chapter two for you guys! Yeah, all England and Prussia's yelling attracted those things, and now England is off by himself, and is probably gonna get his ass eaten. Wish him luck! Lemons will arrive shortly. Remember to rate and review!