Chapter 2! Hetalia belongs to Himaruya Hidekazu!

Notes at the end!

Previously~~~~~~~

"Alright, how did England get this way?"

The UK siblings looked sheepish. Scotland scratched his head.

"Ah, well..."

Wales decided to elaborate.

"What Scottie means, is that this is a long story."

America shrugged. He had time, and the other nations definitely looked interested enough to stay, even Germany, but America decided that the German was just curious about Italy.

"Meh, we have time."

Scotland sighed.

"Well, it began like this..."

"Open up, Albion!"

Scotland walked up to his little bràthair's house, frowning. The rest of the UK siblings followed.

"What the hell do you want?"

If Scotland was surprised at seeing Northern Italy answer his brother's door, he didn't show it.

"Why didn't you tell us he still have nightmares?"

Feliciano countered the enraged Scot with a glare of his own.

"Oh I don't know, because Arthur didn't want me to tell you guys?"

That seemed to instantly calm Scotland down. He sighed.

"Can we see him?"

Feliciano stared at the UK siblings for a bit, then opened the door wider.

"Just, don't be so loud," the Italian's voice was now softer, warmer, as opposed to his earlier hostile tone. "He can't handle too much right now."

The siblings nodded. Feliciano led them to the living room, where England sat, eyes glazed over, a cup of tea that had gone cold in his hands. That was a clear warning that the island nation was not himself. The usual England would have gone on a rant on how tea should never be wasted and gotten another cup. Feliciano went up to him first.

"Arthur?"

Normally, the UK siblings (Scotland) would have shouted at him for being the first to comfort England, but as Feliciano had been the original person to start spending time with Arthur, seeing as he also had the memories, and was the one to inform the siblings of his and Arthur's condition, it was natural for Arthur to respond the best to Feliciano. Arthur blinked.

"Feli?"

He smiled softly at him.

"Yes, its me, Arthur."

Arthur looked around, finally seeing his siblings. He looked ready to cry.

"B-brothers? Sister?"

The siblings felt a rush of protectiveness through them. Arthur had stopped calling them that after he had grown up. For him to call them Brother and Sister again...
They sighed, embracing their brother after Feliciano had given the okay, feeling the Brit shudder, sobbing.

"How can we hel-"

Just as Wales was about to ask Feliciano, there was a flash of lightand a voice spoke from the light,

"I hope that Albion gets better like this, and also help Feliciano, children. Remember, I will always love you, and Feliciano, thank you so much for taking care of Abion, even with you're own problems."

Scotland tensed. Feliciano blinked.

"Is this...Britannia?"

A warm chuckle could be heard form the light.

"Yes, I am Britannia. Allistor, Dylan, Georgia, and Patrick, (1) help Albion and Feliciano recover. That will be my last wish."

Ireland frowned.

"Mother, I understand Albion, but why Feliciano as well? Er, no offence."

Feliciano shrugged. This was kind of a family matter, he was also surprised and curious as to why Britannia included him.

"Feliciano is also suffering," The voice became stern. "He has also been taking care of Albion while the rest of you were unaware."

Feliciano was touched by this. Scotland gave a small grin to him.

"Looks like you're part of our little family now."

"However, I only have enough power to revert Albion, but I trust that Feliciano will be taken care of?"

The siblings grinned.

"Of course, Mother."

"Then my time here is over. Take care, and remember that I love you all, as well as you, Feliciano. I'll make sure to tell Rome that his grandson is doing just fine."

Feliciano's breathing hitched.

"Grampa Rome..."

"Yes. Now take care!"

With a final, brighter flash of light, Britannia was gone, and England was already a toddler.

"I...see..."

The nations were shocked and ashamed at themselves. All this time, England and North Italy had been suffering. Germany suddenly stood. They all turned to him.

"South Italy!" Germany barked at South Italy, which caused Spain to quickly move closer to him. "Did you know about this?"

Romano looked at Feliciano, who just sighed and nodded, then scowled at the nations.

"Of course I knew, potatoe bastard. He's my younger brother. I just didn't tell anyone because Feliciano didn't want anyone to worry."

The nations were surprised. Who knew the foul-tempered(and mouthed) Italian was so responsible.

"Italy-san?"

This time Japan addressed Feliciano.

"Hm?"

"May I ask what you are suffering from? From what you have said, it sounds a lot like ptsd, but it has been some time since the war."

At this, Feliciano went quite. Giving the now child England to Scotland, he turned to the door.

"That's...a long story. We should be going now. Its late, Arthur needs rest, and I daresay that the majority of us are also tired. We can continue this tomorrow."

There was a murmur throughout the room, many nations agreeing. Sighing, Germany stood up.

"Meeting adjourned, then," He said, loudly enough for everyone to hear him, but not as loudly as usual, as to not rile the Italian and wake England. " We will continue this tomorrow at 10AM. Dismissed."

There was a bit of a wait as the nations excused themselves to their hotels.

As Germany and Japan were about to wait for Feliciano, he shook his head.

"I'm staying with Arthur and his brothers. None of them can cook quite well, and I need to be their for Arthur. I'll see you tow tomorrow. Buona Notte."

And he walked out. The two allies exchanged a glance at each other, before walking out. None of them noticed something standing in the darkness.

"YoU...WilL... nOT ...EscaPe..."

Cliffhanger...but I'm pretty sure you guys know who that it...

THank you for the kind reviews! Its not much, but its still something! Guest, I appreciate what you said, it was quite helpful for historical information, and TheBookAlchemist, thank you for defending this story, but Guest is right, I'm not that historically correct! However, Guest is merely stating his/her own opinion! But, both of you are right, I you're own ways! =(^.^)=

However, thank you to all reviewers! Criticism is welcomed, as I'm new to writing, but the nice reviews are especially welcomed! XD

(1): Allistor=Scotland, Dylan=Wales, Georgia=North Ireland, and Patrick=Ireland.

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