Oi sorry about the delay and all. But damn has anyone been watching the FIFA world cup matches? It's so damn intense! D8 Any who I'll keep it going. The italics either mean a flash back, or in this case, what's going on the television. I'm sorry about my lack of proper grammar and spelling mistakes. I'm new to this and yes I can only milk that excuse for so long. XD

Ukraine beamed, tears of joy in her eyes, as she placed the phone gently back on her desk. She wiped the tears away and gazed at her folded hands. There were a million emotions and thoughts racing through her mind as she sat alone in her office. She hadn't been too vocal about her feelings to Canada. 'No…its Matthew now…' She smiled at how familiar the term sounded. But she still couldn't believe how lucky she really was. Her thoughts went back to the last summit meeting that she had attended. 'I didn't think it was possible to make a friend in the west…' but she had and now she had another ally in helping her become part of NATO.

Last week…

All throughout the meeting the two had been exchanging glances and smiles from opposite sides of the room. And because neither were noticed much, it had remained unseen by the others. It was America's turn to speak and during his rant he mentioned NATO. Canada turned to find Ukraine watching his brother intently.

Ukraine bit her lip as the nations, a part of NATO, discussed amongst themselves. She had pleaded with America several times to allow her to become a member. The younger nation had promised he would convince the other nations. She hadn't heard from him since her request and she wondered if he even remembered. Her questions were answered once the American met her gaze and smiled brightly in her direction. She nodded in return and turned back to her notes not noticing the hurt look in Canada's eyes.

'Did she only talk to me because I looked like America…' Canada shook his head and frowned at the foolish thought. He was still a tad troubled by it and decided to ask her after the meeting was over.

As soon as they were dismissed he tried his best not to clamor over the table. He did however, swerve around the table fast enough for him to lose his balance, trip on a chair and face plant right into the others conveniently placed chest. Ukraine gasped and wrapped her arms around the Canadian to keep him on his feet as she asked repeatedly if he was alright.

Completely embarrassed, Canada removed his face, somewhat reluctantly, from her bosoms and looked up at her, glasses askew.

"Ah, I'm sorry Ukraine I should have been watching where I was goin-" He was silenced by the other giggling and adjusting his glasses back on his face.

"Yes, I know Matthew…is there something bothering you?" She looked with concern at the other as he frowned and nodded.

His eyes scanned the crowd finding the room too crowed to talk in.

"Can…we speak somewhere else?"

Without warning he clasped her hand gently and led her off and into the city. Finally pausing at a star bucks he led them over to a table where they could chat. Taking a moment to calm his heart down he looked across to see that Ukraine was also out of breath from the run.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to- Do you want a drink? I can get you something." He got up and was about to rush to the counter when a hand on his sleeve stopped him.

"No I'm fine Matthew I've caught my breath, and I'm more interested in what you have to say." She smiled encouragingly as he took his seat and bit his lip in thought.

'Well Matt it's now or never.' He sighed and looked at the other.

"Well…I was going to ask you about earlier today when you looked worried…it was around the time when the NATO members were talking and…" 'you and America exchanged smiles…' He wasn't able to finish it. He didn't want to think that Ukraine only wanted to talk to him to get near America…or that there was something special between the other two nations. He looked up at Ukraine who suddenly looked very nervous.

"Ah…you saw that…I'm sorry C-Canada but…" She blushed and Canada winced as she used his formal name. He should have known that he would be once again out done by his twin brother.

"It's just that I've been trying to get in and your brother is trying to help me in this…I didn't want to bother you with it." He blanched, tuning back into the conversation as she looked at him flushed and embarrassed.

"So wait…all this had to do with…was NATO?" Both seemed to blink at the statement and Ukraine finally nodded slowly.

"Y-yes. I really wanted to become a member…but it seems only your brother really wants to help me get in…I was just worried he had forgotten about me." She looked down at her hands and shifted in her seat awkwardly.

Taking a moment to digest what the other had said, Canada came to a conclusion. That Ukraine hadn't replaced him with his brother and he was being a fool. He felt guilty because he was already apart of NATO and not even he knew that Ukraine had wanted to join.

"I'll help you join…I can work with Alfred and together we'll convince them."He took the hand she had been staring so intently at and gave it an encouraging squeeze.

"Y-you will? I-I really don't want to be a burden..I mean I'm already enough trouble as it is to your brother." Her word died on her lips as the Canadian shook his head and placed a couple of files on the table.

"It's not a problem Ukraine. We can go over the process right now and help you become a better candidate." He smiled and looked through his papers, purple blue eyes scanning the many pages.

Ukraine smiled brightly, hands clasped and gazing at the other. 'I can't believe my luck…I don't want to take advantage of his kindness but he is so eager to help…maybe they'll finally make me a member with his help.' With this thought in mind she focused back on Matthew, who was trying to explain things that she had already read over and over again. However, she sat quietly and nodded when he asked if she understood. As he was shuffling through his papers she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek lightly. She laughed lightly at the blush on his face and clasped the hand he had grabbed hers with before.

"Thank you for helping me. I really hope this isn't a bother, you've already done so much for me so…thank you…I'd like to invite you over for dinner sometime…if that's okay." She breathed a sigh of relief as he nodded shakily and tightened his grip as well.

"You're welcome Uk-" He was interrupted with a finger on his lips as the other shook her head.

"Please, call me Katya." She smiled softly.

She snapped out of her thoughts once the phone blared on her desk. Startled she answered the phone.

"Ah h-hello?..Oh no I haven't heard from him but I'm sure Vanya would understand." She stammered as she glanced at the clock wishing that the time would move faster, and she would get to see Matthew again.

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America lounged in his house with a bag of chips and a coke. It was one of those lazy days where he really didn't want to do a damn thing. He was currently watching a new version of an anime Japan had sent him that was a hit in his country.

A sympathetic talk show host sat next to an athletic male that was seriously ripped. She blinked in surprise as she listened to his story and asked, "So you're telling me that whenever you go super saiyan you are exposing yourself to radiation poisoning?"

Goku sighed and nodded in return, "We never knew what we were getting into but, because of the how much power it generates it takes a great toll."

"So, the blond hair-"

"A result of the radiation…I was told I don't have much more time if I keep it up….ever since Vegeta…." He looked down at his clasped hands and closed his eyes. The other's eyes softened and patted his shoulder.

"Why do you continue this if you know the risks?"

"It puts food on the table….and I want a safer world for my friends and family." He looked at her and smiled softly.

She sighed and looked back at the viewers. "Stay tuned to hear from the other victims of this terrible fate on Dragon Ball Z the real story behind the balls.

America blinked and placed his food to the side and rubbed the back of his head in shock. The show itself was amazing but their choice in titles had his inner child snickering.

"Wow…looking back I didn't think of what they had to go through to get all that power…damn…Japan's more deep then I thought he was. Damn Cancer taking everyone down, well it's not going to take me!" He nearly jumped out of his seat when the phone began to ring.

Clearing his throat after the manly squeak he emitted he answered the phone.

"Hey! America speaking!"

"Alfred? How are you eh?" Canada's soft voice spoke out at the other end.

America smiled brightly and fell back into his chair, "Who is this?"

Canada rolled his eyes on the other side of the phone. "Don't make me go down there and kick your-"

"Relax Mattie relax! I know it's you! What are you up too?" He chuckled and sipped on his cola, half listening to a commercial about Oxy Clean. 'God rest Billy Mazes soul.' He thought mournfully to himself.

Canada scowled at the other end of the phone but couldn't help smiling at his brothers antics. "Nothing much…I just wanted to…tell you about something that happened to me." He blushed and was really glad the other couldn't see it.

Alfred raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Really? Well spill Mattie I don't want you to miss a detail!" His eyes were drawn back to the screen with the return of his show.

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After going through a long plane ride, customs and a long drive from the plane ride, Russia's nerves had been close to frying. His cab driver had enough sense to leave without expecting any money as the Russian made his slow assent up the American's driveway.

Having had a long time to think about what he would exactly discuss with the American. He had already ruled out that America and Canada were working together on this. It wasn't America's type of trickery nor was he smart enough to pull it off.

"Regardless of his appearance…America is still not to be trusted…I'll keep this idea in mind." He spoke to himself disregarding the strange looks he was getting from the mail man.

Reaching America's front door step sporting his usual smile, Russia managed to fish out his pipe from its usually hiding spot. He smiled at the pipe fondly; it would come in handy if the America didn't cooperate. He felt eyes on him and turned to find the mail man still staring at him in fear, hand raised with mail in hand. Russia smiled sweetly at the man.

'Well…maybe America could wait a few more minutes.' His smile became even brighter at this thought.

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Happy to get his brothers full attention he beamed and gathered his courage to speak. "Well, recently I've been good…and I've just recently…uh…I've found someone…"

America's lips curled into a smile, "Ah so you found a babe didn't you? I knew you had it in you! Tell me does she have a big rack?"

"Y-yes as a matt-"Canada stopped right there face flushing red at what he had just admitted too. His brother's laughter chimed in from the phone practically filling the room he was in.

"Ah ha! Who just called that? Who!" He smirked watching the exchange in the talk show.

"W-well that's not the reason why I like her y-you know!" He scowled angrily into the phone and the America waved his hands in surrender as if the other could see him.

"Ah I get it Mattie. There's more to her then meets the eye…tell me who's the lucky lady?" He took a huge gulp of his cola and dug his hand into the bag of potato chips.

Here's the part Canada had been dreading. He wasn't sure how his brother was going to react to the news that he was going to attempt, key word attempt, a relationship with a nation that wished to be a part of NATO. Although America was optimistic he was still a tad paranoid about these things. What if he thought Ukraine was using this connection with him to get secrets. 'Great now I'm starting to sound like him.' He groaned and decided to bite the bullet.

"…It's Ukraine." He had said it all too quickly and he hoped that his brother had heard because he wasn't ready to say it again.

While waiting for his brother to answer America had heard his door bell rang. He frowned, brows furrowed, wondering who would visit him un-announced like this. He leapt to his feet and peaked out his window to find non other then Russia. He practically growled as he leapt away from the window.

"…Al? D-did you hear me?" America swore inwardly having missed the name of Canada's mystery babe. He had to see what the bastard wanted, and he wasn't ready for another battle royale in his house. 'Damn I just got this rug cleaned.' He thought glumly to himself as he patted his pockets down for his lucky dual pistols.

"Al?" Now the voice was anxious and just a tad annoyed. Canada never really did like being ignored.

"Uh wow Canada that's some catch you got there!" He winced as the bell was rung a couple more times in succession. Russia was by no means pleased with being kept waiting.

Canada blinked at the phone. Had his brother just said he was okay with his relationship? "Wait…so you don't have a problem with it?" He heard America swear under his breath and what sounded like him tripping over his coffee table. "Al?"

"Son of a- yeah of course I'm fine with it Mattie! You got yourself a winner there! Don't do anything I wouldn't." He froze as he heard a deafening crack and chant from his front door. "I-It was great talking with you Mattie! I would love to catch more but there's someone at the door!"

He didn't even let his brother finish as he disconnected the call and cocked his guns angrily. "It's fucking go time you commie bastard."

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Canada blinked as he heard the dial tone sound on the phone. He didn't know whether to feel relieved or extremely annoyed at the phone call. He decided relieved was better as he put the phone down and went off. They had to report to the summit meeting soon and he didn't want to be late. Especially on a day like this.

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America leaned against his living room wall, ears straining for any sound at all. His eyes narrowed at the shift click of the polished boots on hardwood flooring.

"It's very rude not to answer your door when you have guests America!" teased the accented mockingly sing song voice as America instinctively clung closer to the wall.

He had been foolish enough not to have checked if the other had any weapons. Even though he had the advantage, in his own home, he wasn't taking any chances. He wasn't about to go to the summit meeting with any bruises inflicted on him by the bastard. He held his breath as he awaited a good idea, any idea to penetrate his thoughts.

"…..boo."

The soft whisper in America's ear made him jump away from the wall and point the gun at a smiling Russia. The larger nation held his hands up in a surrendering gesture as he chuckled at the other's reaction.

"My my America. Is this how you treat all your guests? I would have thought England's manners would rub off on you." He smile became more dangerous as the American's finger moved toward the trigger.

"Well most guests don't break the front door of their hosts…then again I could be wrong…maybe you guys handle yourselves differently in that backwater country of yours." America smirked as the smile on Russia's face twitched.

Russia lowered his arms and gave him a hurt expression. "America, such hurtful words, and all I really wanted to do was inform you about the union of our siblings." He crossed his arms behind his back, turning back toward the wall and looked mournfully to the ground.

America's eyes flashed and he blinked in confusion, lowering his fire arm slightly peering at the other in confusion. "What are you talking about? Our siblings?" Damn now he was actual curious and was less inclined to blow the bastards head off.

Russia's cracked a smile unbeknownst to America but his tone was the same.

'Right where I want you capitalist pig.'

He turned to the American his smile disappearing and a look of innocent curiosity took its place. "You mean you didn't know that my sister Ukraine and Canada were becoming more then just comrades?" The look America was giving him screamed that he didn't but he still didn't trust him.

"U-Ukraine?...and Mattie? In a relationship?" America paused for a moment his eyes wide and mouth agape.

But then America did something that Russia did not expect, he burst out laughing.

America clutched his side as his ringing laughter filled the room and caused his neighbor's dog to bark in annoyance at being woken from its afternoon nap. The Russian, caught off guard, stood staring at the American as if he had grown a third arm. He opened his mouth, closed it and his brow furrowed and a frown adorned his face.

"Y-you don't believe me do you?" His shock turned to annoyance as the American blatantly pointed at him and continued laughing. This was certainly new to the Russian who had never been laughed at before. He would rather have the younger nation quake in fear rather than laugh in his face. He opened his mouth to utter a word but was cut off when the American continued laughing. Russia was literally reduced to a pouting child being made fun off something as irrational as monsters underneath the bed.

He glared darkly at the American and had subconsciously clenched his hands so tightly, he was sure he had left nail marks in the leather.

America would have enjoyed the effect it was having on his old rival had he not been gasping for air. He watched as Russia straightened himself out and smiled sweetly at him until he couldn't laugh anymore. The American fanned himself with his hand and took deep breathes of air into his lungs, bent over, his arm leaning on his knee.

"Are you quite finished America?" America didn't miss the words dripping with acid as he wiped a tear from his eye and nodded.

"Da, or whatever the hell you say. Damn I didn't think you had a sense of humor. You always seemed like you kept that pipe you always have with you up your ass." He smirked as the others hand's visibly twitched at the mention of his beloved pipe.

"I don't see what's so funny about this situation little one. If this union becomes more…you and I would surely become, related." He spoke coolly but could barely manage to let the last bit exit his lips.

"Oh no no no no Russia. Y-You're not going to push this crap are you? Mattie would never do something like that! It like…goes against the brother code!" America shot back wondering if there really was a brother code.

Russia merely chuckled as the other refused to admit he was in denial. "You think I'm joking? Well, comrade you're in for a rude awakening. You're brother has broken your silly code and is after my precious sister." He hadn't meant to reveal how much he cared for Ukraine but he was truly worried for her safety. The younger nation didn't seem to give a damn about the situation and it ceased being cute.

The America smile turned into a glare as he stared at the older nation. "Okay, I really don't have time for this kind of crap. I have a speech to get ready for today's summit and I don't have time to play your stupid mind games." He scoffed and turned away from the picking up the chips and soda bottle he had spilled in his haste. In all honesty he just wished the other would go away, and after five minutes of the commie staring at him expectantly he lost his patience.

"Look, I don't have time okay? Why would Mattie go with the enemy anyway? Your sisters nice and everything but Mattie class enough not to go out with NATO candidates. Plus I'm sure he's not into that type of woman." Mattie had said he had a big-breasted female but Mattie seemed the type to get a girl that would probably have him on a leash or something.

'I swear sometimes the kid's such a masochist.'

He knew bringing up NATO was a low blow but he was seriously done dealing with the others antics.

Russia growled angrily as he watched the other fling those words around as if they were nothing. He had known about Ukraine's interest in NATO and it had hurt him very much. But he had decided that letting his sister go was probably one of the better decisions he's made. They hadn't been terribly close as of late and he didn't want to strain their relationship further. But he had a sneaky suspicion that the American was insulting his dear sister, and she was by no means inferior to that invisible speck of a country that he called a brother.

As America looked up in confusion at the noise emitted from the larger nation, he shortened the distance between them. Russia grabbed him by his shirt and practically lifted him off the floor bringing him eye level.

"Don't you dare insult my sister you arrogant pig." His violet eyes narrowed and pinned the other with a look that could kill. The America stared up in shock then anger as he kicked at his shins.

"What the fuck? I didn't say a damn thing about your sister. Let me go. You have no right barging in here, breaking crap and accusing my brother and I of doing things we never did" He spat back and jerked a couple of times in an attempt to get free but was stuck fast.

The Russian merely cocked his head to the side smiling that ever so dangerous smile.

"You're denser than I ever thought possible and I thought that was impossible. I guess I'll just have to show you da? After all seeing is believing." He adjusted his grip on America and moved his hands to grip America's upper arm. He pulled his other arm painfully behind the blond and guided him toward the front door that was hanging by one of its hinges.

The American gaped as he was practically dragged down his own front steps and toward the street.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Let me go you bastard." America tugged but couldn't get free from the others grasp. 'Where the heck is my super strength when I need it.' America thought angrily as try as he might, could not escape the others grasp.

The Russian merely smiled as he continued dragging him onto the side walk and past the mail man he had so lovingly stuck inside the mail box. America gaped as he spotted his mail man, who was hanging from a light post, wearing his mailbox which encased his whole head.

He sputtered and Russia merely giggled looking to admire his handy work.

"W-what did you do to Paul!" Russia let the other escape his grasp as he stared up at the unconscious mailman. He looked between the two as if trying to process what he was seeing.

"Ah, I didn't like how he was looking at me when I first walked to your house. He was staring and I found it quite rude da? Apparently your mail carriers are as rude as you are America." He stroked his scarf lovingly as the America attempt hopping a couple times to get the man free from the light post. Failing in his endeavor the American walked up to the Russian and glowered angrily.

"Paul was my friend you ass! And who wouldn't stare at you? You're freaking huge!" The American threw up his hand in exasperation. Russia pursed his lips and wondered if he should take the statement as a compliment or an insult.

"I hope you mean the landmass is big America. If you're at all insulting my appearance, I would advise you to look in the mirror before-"

"Bring him down, now." The American pointed at the ground to emphasize his point. Russia giggled at the others request and shook his head smiling sweetly.

"I don't think you're in any position to tell me what to do little one." And before America could interrupt further he grabbed America and hoisted him on the shoulder and proceeded down the street.

"Enough of your playing America. We're going to be late for the meeting."

America growled and struggled in the others grasp. "Put me down asshole, you walking there isn't going to get us there any faster!" He wanted desperately to elbow the other in the head but what his boss would do to him wasn't worth that small satisfaction.

Russia pondered the thought for a moment and let the younger nation slid off his shoulders and on his back on the ground. America groaned rubbing the back of his head and glared up at the taller nation.

Russia giggled, "You did say to put you down comrade. Aren't you happy I finally listened to you?" He continued to smile as the American glared darkly as he dusted himself off.

"I didn't say drop me on my ass y-" He cut himself off before sighing in exasperation.

The Russian took a moment to glance at his watch, a frown adorning his face.

"It would seem that we're already late for the meeting….you had an idea of how we would make it da?" He rocked on his heels and stared at the other in question.

America clamped his mouth shut and nodded stiffly motioning for the other to follow back into the house. "Yeah I have an idea. Just keep your hands to yourself."

Russia chuckled as he followed the other. "But of course dear America. Just so long as you behave yourself."

He ignored the fierce glare thrown over America's shoulder.

"Tch, Ass."

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Canada glanced nervously from his seat in the summit. He was worried and it didn't help that America hadn't shown up. It made him feel even worse when it was confirmed that Russia was missing as well.

"What could those two possibly getting themselves into this time." The blond muttered to himself, not liking the images that came to mind. He nearly jumped when a hand was placed softly on his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder into the worried eyes of Ukraine.

"Matthew? Is there something wrong?" She took a seat beside him keeping her hand on his shoulder.

Canada smiled and places his hand on hers. "No, I'm just nervous that's all…that and I wonder where my brother is." He glanced once more around the room.

"I told him about our relationship and he seemed pretty cool about it. I just wonder why he's late. Isn't he the one who needs to open this meeting?"

Ukraine nodded with the same uncertainty on her face. "I-I haven't told Vanya about it yet…and well I don't know how he'll take it…I'm sure if your brother can accept it…then so can my Ivan." She smiled as Canada squeezed her hand softly and stood up pulling her along with him.

Ukraine blinked in confusion as Canada motioned toward the front of the room.

"Now that we'll have their attention…how about we voice our relationship to the world." He had never felt so sure about something like this in all his life. Ukraine's eyes widened and slowly a shy smile grew.

"I would like that very much my Matthew."

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After several failed attempts to hail a cab, all of which were afraid of Russia, and America refusing to let Russia in his car, they had finally made it via bus. The American had to shout apologies over his shoulder toward the bus he had basically carjacked.

"As awesome as that freaking was. I'm so going to get in trouble for that….did you see how I ran that stop sign?" He question skidding down the hall toward the meeting.

"Da, and you almost hit that old woman because of your stupidity. You should have let me drive." The Russian shot a mocking smile at the American as they continued their race to the room.

America managed a wheezy laugh and shook his head nearly dislodging Texas from his nose.

"And let you nearly drive us off a bridge again? Forget it bub."

The Russian didn't bother to deny the comment. It had been worth it hearing all the American's in the car screaming and a couple even fainted. With this thought in mind he chuckled as he opened the door and the American pushed past him and into the room.

He couldn't have smiled wider as he heard the American shout in surprise. America gasped as if he had no air in his lungs and finally made a break for the center of the room.

"Nooooo" He wailed as he ran.

"You see America it is just as I said it w-!"

He turned to find that the younger nation, was not staring at the couple standing in the front of the room, but at the empty box of donuts in the center of the table.

He blinked as the American turned to him eyes tearing up and threw the box at his face. All the while the Russian was too in shock to do anything.

"A-Ameri-"

"Is this some kind of sick joke! I knew you were stalling me! You knew that there would be no donuts left!" He sniffed as he retrieved the box from the ground cradling it in his arms.

"This is the worst meeting ever!" He groaned mournfully while the Russian looked close to strangling him.

All the other nations stared in shocked amazement at the two. Canada was the first to speak.

"Al. Glad you made it." Canada smiled as his brother's blue eyes focused on him. Canada held onto Ukraine as he faced the group with all the confidence in the world.

"I have an announcement to make to all of you. It pertains to the relationship between Canada and the Ukraine." Both him and Ukraine exchanged excited smiles.

America's eyes widened as he tried to process what was happening before him. He had never seen his brother look so sure of himself and so confident. In fact the northern country practically glowed, and America could barely speak.

"M-mattie?" He managed to whisper before the world came crashing down around him.

"I will join my brother in promoting the Ukraine's admittance in NATO. And...announcing to the world…" Canada turned to Ukraine who cheeks were rosy and eyes bright with tears.

"….That I love you Katya." He pulled her close and kissed her softly on the lips. Ukraine gasped in surprise but soon everything around them disappeared and they deepened the kiss.

The room was then filled with cat call's and whistles and some nations just gaped at the surprise couple.

America stood as if in a daze as he saw the two nations kiss. There were too many emotions and thoughts running through his system to react properly. He did the only thing he could do in that situation.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO POR QUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" America fell to his knees and threw his arms into the air in agony as all attention was turned back to him.

Everyone now turned their attention to the America who was currently sobbing into his hands. No one really knew what to say and the outburst was enough to startle Ukraine and Canada, who stared at the American concerned.

Spain laughed happily clapping his hands. "Ah ha! See England! I told you America didn't forget all of his Spanish! I'm so proud!" As Spain cooed happily England gritted his teeth angrily and France chuckled and exchanged smiles with Prussia.

Ramano growled and smacked the Spaniard upside the head. "Stop causing trouble idiot!"

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Ah ha! It's finally finished and I'm so sorry for taking so long. The whole Dragon Ball Z thing was a dream my friend had, an epic on I might add. Since this is my only story at the moment I'll update faster I promise! :3 sorry if I failed with the NATO thingy. All I know is that America's the only country really banking on the Ukraine joining but I can be wrong. So correct me if I am and if you have any advise feel free to lay it on meh! X3

Reviews are love! And if you don't want to end up like Paul the mail man I suggest you do.