Yay! Okay, so I recently was told that not everyone knows the human names of the countries (I used to despise them myself, so I understand completely....) so, now I'm going to make a handy little list!
Russia- Ivan
Belarus- Natalia
Ukraine- Katyusha
Poland- Feliks
Estonia- Eduard
Lithuania- Toris
Latvia- Raivis
Germany- Ludwig
Prussia- Gilbert
Hungary- Elisaveta
Austria- Roderich
Turkey- Sadiq
Greece- Heracles
North Italy- Feliciano
South Italy- Lovino
Spain- Antonio
Switzerland- Vash
Finland- Tino
Sweden- Berwald
England/Britain- Arthur
France- Francis
America- Alfred
Canada- Matthew
Japan- Kiku
South Korea- Yong Soo
China- Yao
Those are all the names I know of. Otherwise, I will make them up. Here's a quick list of the ones I've already done!
Ireland- Brigid (Mostly because it's my confirmation name....)
Bulgaria- Krasimir
Romania- Beniamin
Belgium- Belle (because I'm creative like that...)
And there shall be more to come, I swear! Some of them might be obvious, like Belle for Belgium....
I don't own Hetalia! end /AN/
They had all managed to gather at a small coffee shop, and Alfred began filling everyone in on the details. "The enemy has Yong Soo, and he's alive!" Belle sighed. "When you said bad news and good news, you weren't kidding. Where'd they take him?"
"I don't know, I didn't catch their license plate because Kiku was shooting at them and I had to stop him from hitting Yong Soo." Alfred's reply caused most of them to turn and looked shocked at the Japanese man. He glared pointedly at Alfred. "I would not have hit him, I was trying to take out the reds."
"Of course you were." Roderich said, his tone very clearly indicating otherwise. Kiku glared at him, but said nothing. Feliciano chose to break the tension at that moment. "Hey~, can we get some coffee so long as we're here?"
Ludwig sighed. "This is serious, Feliciano. There's no time for coffee." He turned back towards Alfred. "So, what are we supposed to do? Split up into to teams to pursue leads?"
"That's exactly what I was thinking. We should split into the teams we had before to cover more ground faster. Roderich, Kiku, let's go!" Kiku and Roderich barely had a chance to catch up with Alfred as he sped out the door, the other groups following suit except Feliciano and Ludwig, because the Italian was trying to convince the German to let him buy coffee.
* * *
"It would seem we have attracted the attention of several enemy agents. We encountered three, but that does not mean there aren't others around." Natalia was talking to Ivan while Gilbert cheerily clapped Yong Soo in irons. Ivan seemed less than pleased with the information, folding his arms thoughtfully.
"Well, we can't have them trailing you back here, now can we?" Natalia smirked. That phrase always meant there would be violence, after all... "Do you wish for me to contact some of our snipers?"
Ivan nodded, a slight gleam in his eye. "Bring back one of them alive if you can; Otherwise, kill them all." The shorter female smirked and nodded. "As you wish. Gilbert, we have work to do." Gilbert looked up in surprise, but he grinned. "Alright, I guess if my awesomeness is needed, I can't deny it!"
He took off after her, and as they walked she flipped out her cell phone, hitting the '8' button. "Hello, Feliks. We have a very important job for you..."
* * *
Lovino sat crossly on a bench while Belle chatted with an elderly shopkeeper in hopes of information. Why she thought the old bag would know anything, he wasn't sure. Nor did he honestly care. He wanted to get moving and find something that was actually important and relevant, but of course Belle wanted to talk to the local yokels and he just couldn't say no to a lady.
Now, she seemed to have finally moved on to 'Did you see anyone unusual around here lately?' Of course, the elderly woman did recall seeing an Asian fellow, but when Belle pressed her for details, the Asian in question seemed to have had an arm missing as well as a long braid. Lovino sighed loudly from where he sat, and was ignored by Belle.
"Are you sure you didn't see any other Asians, ma'am?" She knew better than to ask for a Korean because chances were, the woman probably couldn't tell the difference anyway. The old woman sighed. "I'm sorry honey, I didn't see whoever you're looking for. I hope you find him, he's lucky to have a devoted friend like you."
"Can we go now?" Lovino said sullenly, and Belle shot him a glare. "Show some respect, Lovino. Thanks for all your help, ma'am, I hope we find him too." And she seized Lovino's arm and hurried off, hissing all kinds of reprimands at him as they went.
* * *
Feliks was waiting at the meeting point, arms crossed and an annoyed look on his face. Gilbert grinned at him. "Hey Feliks! Long time no see!" The look on the Pole's face darkened. Natalia smirked at the suddenly tense atmosphere. "Enough of the pleasantries, Gilbert. Feliks has a job to do."
"So tell me what it is already so I can get it over with!" Feliks snapped at her irritably. A chuckle was all he got from the platinum blonde, whose laugh still did not quite reach her eyes. "Patience, you will be finished soon enough. We have several targets, but exact numbers are not yet known. We've already sent out Elisaveta to do some recon, so we will wait until we hear from her."
* * *
Roderich, Alfred and Kiku had fanned out a little, asking questions of the locals and looking for clues. Kiku was conversing with a business man he had convinced he was looking for his older cousin. It seemed the man had indeed seen something.
"Yes, I saw a boy that looked sort of like you earlier... He was wearing a hat and staying in one of the corner booths in that little restuarant over there... and then he was talking to some good-looking blonde lady. I don't know what they were talking about, but she seemed pretty tense. He left before they'd even gotten their meal, and he seemed like he was in a hurry."
Kiku felt like he had struck a goldmine of information. "And do you know what direction he went in?" The man paused for a moment, thinking it through. "Yes, I believe he went that way." He gestured in the direction of an old church. Kiku nodded fervently. "Okay, thank you very very much sir, but can you tell me more about this blonde?"
"Well, she was well-proportioned, had short hair, and she talked in a soft tone. She disappeared a little while after he left." Kiku nodded thoughtfully. Somehow, this lady sounded vaguely familiar. "And when did this happen, sir?"
The man shrugged. "Only about an hour ago. I hope you find your cousin, you seem young to be left alone like that." Kiku just smiling, instead of hitting the man for confusing his age. In all actuality, he was older than Yong Soo, the other was just taller. "Thank you very much. I hope I did not trouble you."
The other man waved him off with a "It was no trouble at all," and Kiku moved on, meeting up with Alfred. "It would seem that Yong Soo was here just an hour ago, talking with a blonde girl. He went that way. However, he does not seem to have been here recently. This is probably nowhere near their base."
Alfred nodded, then grinned at Kiku. "Actually, someone says that she saw that green SUV they used. They said the back window was duct-taped up, and that they went that way." He pointed in the same direction that man had. Kiku nodded, looking pleased. "Where's Roderich? We need to get moving now."
Looking around, Alfred's face crinkled in confusion. "That's weird... He was here a second ago..."
Kiku looked frustrated. "We don't have time to hunt him down, Yong Soo could already be dead or moved! Where is that idiot?!" Alfred looked startled, but continued looking. "I'm not sure... He knew we were supposed to meet up here. Maybe something's happened."
As Kiku looked around, he could see no trace of the aristocratic agent. He did, however, spot his cravat on the ground.
/AN/ Uh-oh, where is Roderich?! And will anyone be shot by Feliks? What will happen to Yong Soo? Find out in the next chapter!