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Romano

As Romano ran down the hallway, trying to escape the persistent spaniard, only one thought ran through his head.

This thought happened to be "Fuck my life."

How can Spain keep up with him? He's italian for fuck's sake. The only other nation proven to out-run him is Veneziano. And only when the British Army is after him. So how can that lazy tomato bastard keep up with him? Romano slowed down slightly as he turned around a corner, only finding it to be a dead end. Lovino then began to panic. He tried to come up with a rational idea for why Antonio became a neutral, seemingly sadistic bastard. He must have hit his fucking head or something while drinking!

"I... Finally... Caught up... With you." Spain managed to pant out, taking quick breaths to avoid passing out.

Liechtenstein

"Can you repeat that please, big bruder?" Liechtenstein said, frightened, but also on the verge of tears.

"I called you Liechty because your name is so long~." Switzerland said, with another REALLY happy smile. "And also, if we don't hurry up, we're going to miss our flight home!"

"O-okay, Switzy." The newly named Liechty said, hesitantly. Switzerland then proceeded to remove his night close in her presence.

"What are you doing, b-bruder." Lili stumbled out, covering her face, blushing a deep red.

"I'm only changing," Vash said, "And you look just like a tomato!" he added oblivious to the situation he put his sister in.

"Okay, bruder." Liechtenstein began. "I'll go get ready in the bathroom, and you can get ready in the bedroom." Lili then began to take her going home outfit out of the closet. She decided on her favorite red dress, which Vash gave to her on her birthday the year before. After taking her clothing and fresh undergarments, she hurried into the bathroom. While brushing her hair, Lili paused for a moment.

When did she remember someone else being called a tomato?

Romano

After Spain calmed down, he tried to speak with Romano.

"What's wrong, Lovino?" Every time he said Lovino, it gave said person a sharp, piercing pain in his chest. "Did someone hurt you while I was gone?" he asked, with a change from a plain face to one with creased eyebrows and a strange aura emitting from his form.

"N-no one hurt me, bastard." Romano responded, shaking in a very manly way. At this, Spain seemed to calm down, but he was at alert.

"Okay, but let me know if anything happens." Spain said. "Oh, and we're leaving for the airport in an hour, so be we have to pack our bags now. The day after we arrive at my house, we will begin to train you in case anyone attacks you. Like France. Or Russia." Antonio paused for a moment. "Or Austria." he added, which confused Lovino. Why Austria?

"Why Austria?" Lovino asked, repeating his thought.

"I don't know." Antonio said, stopping to think. "I just feel that he's slightly dangerous. I'm not quite sure why, though." After a few more moments, the two began to walk back to their room, Antonio leading the way for Lovino like he was a lost puppy.

"Anyway, tomato bastard, I'm with the fucking mafia. I don't need any damn training lessons!" the southern italian said, with an exasperated look on his face.

"What are you talking about? Of course you need lessons, and it's my duty to give you all the necessary steps." the spaniard said in turn, still lacking his smile.

"All right, you sick bastard. I'll take your damn lessons, so you better be happy!" Lovino said, as they reached their room.

"I just want you to be safe." Antonio said, and Lovino waited a few seconds for another word to be added onto the sentence. It's not like he wanted Spain to call him his Lovi. Where did you get that idea?

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever bastardo." Romano said, while dragging his suitcase out and beginning to pack his bags.

Liechtenstein

After the two dressed and packed their bags, the two headed to the airport. Using their special passes all countries have, they didn't have to go through airport security. Only, when Vash was stopped by a young female security guard, Lili began to get nervous.

"Um, excuse me, sir, but firearms are not permitted on our planes." the security guard said.

"Awwwww why?" Vash asked with an adorable pout that made the security guard blush.

"Because weapons are very dangerous, and someone as young as you shouldn't be needing a gun, or four." the security guard said, confused about why this young man would have a rifle, two pistols, and a shotgun.

Before Switzerland could say anything strange, Liechtenstein began making something up.

"You see," she began, trying to think of a reason why they would need guns. "We're from Switzerland, and everyone has guns there?" she said, with a pleading look. "We can put them in the cargo section of the plane, but we should be able to keep them!" she finished, with a pleading smile.

"I'm sorry, love, but I can't allow you to take them."

"Excuse me," Switzerland said, with another strangely stunning smile. "But we have special I.D. Cards that allow us to bring firearms, but if you insist, we can give them to our english friend to ship to us. I'm sure he won't mind."

Vash, who somehow became romantic, convinced the security guard to leave them be. This was to the shock of Lili, recalling how her brother always gets flustered around girls that aren't Hungary and herself.

As they began to walk into the plane, Vash looked over his shoulder, and smiled at Lili, grabbing her hand. He never acted this open! He was always awkward and careful, asking if he could take her hand. Liechtenstein began to wonder about her brother's sanity.

Another chapter finished! ^-^ I really want them back in their countries, so, as you readers most likely noticed, I'm trying to rush them along! Thank you for reading! Also, my next update is probably going to be on Monday, 'cuz I'm going to Boston! YAAAAAY! See you next time!