A/N - Wow, so many faves last chap! You guys are awesome, like Prussia awesome! ^_^

Just a heads up, towards the end of this chapter I used quite a bit of French, the translations are on the bottom of the page.

Enjoy!

When the conference room doors opened, no one needed to look up to see who had entered. Maddie winced at the loudness of her older brother's voice.

"Yo, dudes!" He called to Kiku and Ludwig. "What's crackalackin?"

"Ugh, that body needs to learn some volume control." She muttered softly, putting in a pair of headphones to drown out his voice. Even with her music all the way up, she could still hear the majority of what Alfred was saying. Something about a new 'superhero' he was going to create to save the world when the sun decided to explode. As if that's actually gonna happen, she thought to herself. An vaguely familer hand placed itself gently on her shoulder, making her jump in surprise. She whirled around to find herself facing Arthur Kirkland.

"My apologizes if I frightened you, Madison."

"N-no not at all, Mr. K-Kirkland." She stammered. "I'm uh... Really sorry about r-running into you yesterday, it was a total accident, I-"

"It's fine." He smiled. "And please, call me Arthur."

Maddie nodded, he mind racing, why on earth does he want to talk to me? She and Arthur hadn't had an official conversation since she was a little girl. It felt strange having him finally speak to her again after all this time, almost unnatural. Feeling her cheeks getting hot, she soon regretted her decision to put her hair up, wishing she could hide behind her golden locks.

"You dropped this yesterday." He said, holding out a silver object for her to take. "I thought you might appreciate it being returned to you."

"Oh!" She exclaimed. "My necklace! Thank you, Mr- er, I mean uh... Thanks, Arthur."

"You're welcome." He smiled warmly, then continued, "I was wondering, since neither of us have been that in touch these past few years, if you would mind joining me for lunch today?"

Maddie felt her already hot cheeks turn bright red, she had most definitely not been expecting this.

"Well, er-I, uh-"

"You don't have to." The English nation quickly interjected. "I just thought it might be nice to get reacquainted."

"Y-yeah, that sounds good." She stuttered, her face redder than a tomato.

"Brilliant! I see you later then." He gave a slight wave as he walked off.

With a sigh, Maddie plummeted back into her seat, butterflies still fluttering in her stomach. It was strange of Arthur to take such a sudden interest in her, she wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing. Glancing up, she saw a very displeased Francis standing by the doorway, beckoning for her to come speak with him. With a gulp she stood and exited the room, her heart pounding in fear. As the two doors shut, she felt her body being slammed against the solid wall.

"Tell me, Madison. What did that unrefined salaud have to say to you?"

"H-he uh, just wanted to return my necklace, I dropped it w-when I was leaving yesterday." She hated the way her voice trembled in Francis' presence, it seemed like the harder she tried to sound strong and confident, the more her voice shook with fear.

"Est-ce que c'est tout?" The Frenchman hissed in her ear.

"Uh… W-well…"

"Speak up, mon fleur."

"And he…. He asked me to go to lunch with him." She spoke after several minutes of silence.

"And you agreed to this, no?"

"Y-yes..."

Maddie braced herself for a slap, she was certain that this would make Francis angry. He and Arthur had never gotten along particularly well, they had been enemies or as long as she could remember. And sure enough, the back Francis' cold hand met her cheek with a painful smack.

"What the hell did you think you were doing?" He screamed. "Have I not told you to keep away from that imbecile? The English bastard is no doubt using you to get informationation information on moi."

"B-but-"

"No!" He cut her off. "I refuse to hear it. You will not go to meet him, understood?"

"But Francis, I-um, I really don't think that he would-" Her sentence was cut off by the French nation suddenly pulling her into his arms.

"Mon petite feuille d'érable, you are still so naive." He whispered softly in her ear. "When will you learn that the only man you are truly safe with is moi."

His arms snaked their way around her tiny waist, pulling her closer his body and forcing her to burry her face in his chest.

"All those other countries, they don't really care about you." He cooed gently, a devious smirk on his face. "Not even Alfred."

Madison bit her lip, she wanted to protest, to say it wasn't true, but she couldn't. Rarely did her brother even acknowledge her existence and when he did, it was usually just to tease or make fun of her. She hadn't heard a kind word from him since she was a small child, but she still loved him regardless. He was her weak point. Francis knew this and often used it to his own advantage.

"Stay with me, mon cheri." He said, running his hand up and down her back. "I'm the only one who truly loves you."

Leaning down, he planted a soft kiss on her forehead, followed a gentle peck on the lips.

"Ve?" Came an airy voice from behind the pair. "What are you doing, Francis? Did you get an imaginary girlfriend?"

Francis turned around, annoyed at being interrupted. Feliciano stared curiously at the Frenchman, not noticing the other nation wrapped tightly in his arms.

"Feliciano, Madison is very much a real person and I would appreciate it if you would show her a little respect."

Suddenly, the Canadian appeared before the Italian's eyes.

"Waahhh!" He screamed jumping backwards. "How did you make her disappear like that?"

Francis rolled his eyes. "I didn't."

"Ve?" Feliciano scratched his head in confusion, then brightened up, "Maybe Japan will know!"

Just like that, the Italian nation was gone, off to harass an unfortunate Kiku about how to make one's girlfriend disappear.

"Come, Madison." Francis smiled. "We wouldn't want to be late for the meeting."

Salaud - Bastard.

Est-ce que c'est tout? - Is that all?

Mon fleur - My flower.

Moi - Me.

Mon petite feuille d'érable - My little maple leaf.

Mon cheri - My darling.