CHAPTER 1
LOCATION : THE HETALIA UNIVERSE
Uryu Ishida did not know where he was. One moment he had been at home, eating mackerel miso stew, and a second later he was sprawling on the floor in an unfamiliar room.
There were four men in this room, all wearing somewhat antiquated clothing.
"This isn't England." said the blonde.
"You're right, aru."
"BURGERS!"
"Shut up, America."
Uryu became even more confused when these humans addressed each other as countries.
"COULD SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME WHERE THE HELL I AM!?" yelled Uryu. He was usually quite rational, even while fighting crazed pink-haired creatures with tentacles, but this situation was beyond ridiculous.
"First tell me who you are," said the one who had been addressed as America, "And what have you done with Iggy!"
"Who?"
"Me?" asked a small voice hopefully, one that he hadn't noticed yet.
"No, not you, Canada. Obviously."
As the four (excluding Canada) men argued, the minutes passed. And as the minutes passed, Uryu's Despair Level was growing exponentially. Perhaps with a function of 42^x, with x representing the minutes since he had landed in the room. But, no matter how fascinating mathematical representations of emotions are, that is another story.
And so after about five minutes (when his Despair Level had reached 130,691,232) Uryu couldn't handle anything and went to sulk in a cozy little corner.
CHAPTER 1.5
LOCATION : THE BLEACH UNIVERSE
Arthur Kirkland, or England for short, was lying on a rather hard surface. When he opened his eyes, something he was in no hurry to do, he found three faces staring down at him.
"Where did Ishida-kun go?" asked a cute teenage girl with orange hair.
"No idea. We have to find him," said a boy, also with orange hair. Siblings, perhaps?
"Yes," said another boy, this one very tall.
"But who is this man? Why is he here, Kurosaki-kun?"
"Beats me. Let's leave bushy eyebrows and find Ishida."
"But... Kurosaki-kun..."
And so, the three of them walked away, leaving England. But the country could not stand it when people insulted his eyebrows. He needed revenge.
Now for a plan...
