Courtesy of SotetAg on Youtube, parts thirteen, fourteen and fifteen are now officially out! I was so happy that the parts came out because now there's more drama, more questions, and better pictures! Yay! I love the new pics since they're so much better than the ones in the earlier vids.

Now what's going to happen in this chapter? Actually, quick recap of last chapter: Japan and Philia found both Vietnam and Germany, but now Philia has gone missing!

Note: I went back and edited the Prologue after I realized that I made a few mistakes. Go and read it again if you have the time!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or HetaOni. I do, however, own the concept of Philia, the personification of the Philippines.

Chapter Three

Not only was Philia missing, Germany had refused to come join them in the search for the still MIA members of their group. Though that may have been for the better since the man still appeared very unnerved and shaken. So Japan and Vietnam set off to try and find the others but not before Germany gave them a key he said would probably help them in their search.

Vietnam wanted to set off to and look for Philia but Japan said that they should try and find the others as well since she wasn't the only one unaccounted for. What he didn't voice out loud was that he was also worried about the youngest member of the group, especially considering that they weren't the only ones in the house. There was that gray creature as well.

After testing out all the doors on the second floor in which the key didn't open any of them, Japan suggested they try out the first floor since all the doors he had checked with Philia earlier were locked.

"I can't believe he went back in to the closet," Vietnam muttered, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her pants and rolling her eyes. After they had bid Germany farewell, the man, to their surprise, went back inside his previous hiding spot.

"Yes," Japan agreed with her as he inserted the key into the door that was to the right of the staircase. "Germany is not acting like himself. Would you happen to know why?"

"I can guess, but it shouldn't have rattled him that much."

Japan would have inquired further when there was a click and Vietnam exclaimed, "The key fits!"

Inside the room were book cases that shelved quite a number of books. The book worm side of Japan took over and he went over to the shelves to see what kind of books the mansion's personal library kept in store. As he glanced at the titles, one book in particular caught his eye. It was a crimson red book, something bulging from within it's pages as he saw something sticking out from the top of the pages. He took it off the shelf and started leafing through to find what had been so rudely crammed into the book.

Something clattered onto the floor and the Japanese man looked down to see what had fell.

To his surprise, it was a pink bracelet with a flower design in the middle. On either side of the flower were two coloured beads and a chain that connected the bracelet together.

Bending down to pick it up, he fingered the bracelet in his hands and the edges of his lips tilted downwards. Hadn't he seen this bracelet somewhere? His mind tried to figure out where he had seen the trinket, but he couldn't place it. At least for now.

He opened the book up to the pages the bracelet had been shoved in between and eyed the content. His interest perked when he saw that the pages were describing some sort of attack that was called 'Dismissal'.

Japan raised one of his eyebrows. Well this was interesting...

Having lost Japan to the world of pages, Vietnam decided to do some individual exploring in the library to see if she could find anything of interest. Walking past him, she came across a table that was covered in stacks of paper and books. With the yellowing edges of paper, the woman guessed that the books and scraps of paper had been there for quite a while. Had Vietnam not examined the table top, she would have missed the golden glint that caught her attention.

Pushing aside the books and papers, she uncovered a key.

"Japan! I found another one!" She exclaimed, holding up the newly acquired key.

"Hm?" He looked up from the book he was reading. What the book had to say was very intriguing; there were even some side notes that looked freshly written and pointed out how to learn 'Dismissal' faster than what the book taught the reader.

Shaking her head, Vietnam walked up to him and waved the key in front of his face. "I. Found. Another. Key."

The man stared at her like he had no idea what she was talking about for a few seconds.

"Oh, you did!" Japan said once her words had fully registered in his mind.

"Was the book really that interesting?"

"Indeed! I learned a new attack!"

Vietnam stared at him as if he had suddenly sprouted a second head. "This isn't like any of those RPGs you create, you know..."

"It doesn't hurt to learn attacks..." Japan solemnly pointed out. "You never know when they could come in handy..."

Vietnam looked as if she was about to argue the point when she suddenly clamped her mouth shut. She rolled her eyes. "Hand over that book, will you?"

There was a small smile on Japan's face as he gave her the book. With a sigh, Vietnam started flipping through the book.

"Ow!" Vietnam said a few minutes later, wincing.

"What's wrong?" Japan asked as the female nation jerked her hand back and started shaking it as if the action would clear away the pain.

Blowing on her finger gently, she didn't answer him immediately. "Paper cut!" She winced again. "Ow! Philia wasn't kidding when she said that they hurt a lot!"

Japan saw the cut on Vietnam's finger. The cut was still open, with small pools of blood forming from it. Examining it, Japan began to frown. That was strange; such minor injuries as a paper cut usually healed over within seconds yet nearly a minute had passed and it was still there.

"Hm. That's too bad." He finally said. "But did you learn something from the book?"

"Yeah. Strike." Vietnam made a face. "What sort of name for an attack is 'Strike'? anyways?"

Japan agreed that the name was a little plain, but at least it would come in useful when the time came.

There was little more they could do in the library, so the two asians left. Their next destination would be the fourth floor as it was conveniently written on the key that it was used for one of the doors in that level of the mansion.

"Okay, you know how I said this wasn't one of your RPG games earlier?" Vietnam grumbled as they ascended the stairs.

"Yes."

"It's starting to feel a whole lot like one."

"How so?"

"Because we have 'tasks' to complete, Germany hands us a key he conveniently found and now we find another key in the room Germany's key had opened!" The woman threw her arms up in exasperation.

She had a point, Japan thought as he silently contemplated her words. So far the nation had to do a lot of walking around in the mansion from trying to find their missing team mates to getting Germany his water after the man had fallen out from within the closet. There was also the whole learning new 'attacks' to finding 'items' lying around the house.

In Philia's case, she found the Germany's whip. Japan internally shuddered when he remembered Philia's words of where she had found it in the first place.

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"What is that?" Vietnam stared at the white squishy creature that had been behind the book case and was apparently embedded into the wall. She poked it gently and it squealed as if she had stabbed it with a knife. She immediately jerked away her hand and stumbled backwards from it, still staring at it with wide-eyes.

"It's a Mochi." Japan blinked, clearly surprised that the creature was in the mansion.

"A what?" Vietnam directed her stare towards him.

As stated by the key, it ended up opening one of the doors on the fourth floor. As soon as they stepped into the room, the nations were greeted by something squealing. Whatever was making the noise sounded like it was in extreme pain so the two of them tried to quickly determine where the source of the noise was coming from.

They quickly pinpointed the squeals to be coming from behind the shelf. Japan pushed it aside and instead of coming face to face with some sort of wounded animal, they found some white, round squishy object with a face.

Actually, now that Vietnam had a closer look at it, it looked a whole lot like that american idiot with the hero complex.

"A Mochi." Japan repeated with a sigh.

"I know what a mochi is!" Vietnam snapped at him. She poked the creature again and it squealed. "A mochi is one of your rice cakes with some sort of filling that you eat!" She jabbed a finger at the creature and it squealed, giving off the the impression that it understood what Vietnam was saying. "Does that look edible to you?"

She pointed at it again.

The Mochi whimpered and Japan felt sorry for it. "Vietnam-san, please stop pointing at the Mochi. You are scaring it."

Vietnam blinked and turned to stare at the creature. Sure enough, it was whimpering and shaking and it looked like it was about to burst into tears. Well, if it could burst into tears.

"Uh..." Okay, even she was starting to feel bad for it."So now what?"

"We try and free the poor thing from the wall."

He grabbed the sides of the Mochi and it squealed loudly as he tugged it. "Oof! This is going to be a lot harder than I thought."

"Here, let me try." Vietnam pushed the man to the side and gripping the Mochi much more tightly than Japan had and with her foot against the wall to give, she pulled. Hard.

The squeal it gave off was so deafening that both nations clamped their hands over their ears to prevent any ear damage.

"Maybe we should ask Germany-san to help." Japan unplugged his fingers from his ears once the noise died down.

"You think he's actually going to come out of that closet?" Vietnam asked skeptically, unplugging her own ears.

"You're right. We might have to drag him out if it comes to that." Japan patted the Mochi affectionately before pushing the book shelf back in place to hide it from view again. It didn't utter a sound, most likely because it knew that they would come back for it.

And so they went downstairs to the second floor to try and convince the german to stop secluding himself from the world and actually do something useful other than to train as a hermit. But when they got there, they made two discoveries: Germany's whip, which Philia had taken with her when she went to see what was taking Japan so long, was lying on the floor by their feet, neatly coiled into a circle. The second discovery was that the curtain that concealed the closet was no longer there.

Instead, it had been replaced with a thick metal door.

"What the...?" Vietnam's jaw slightly dropped as she stared at the room's new feature. "When did that get there?"

"I... do not know." Japan was just as stunned as Vietnam. He had bent down to pick up his friend's weapon, so he hadn't seen the new door at the same time as his 'sister' had.

He walked up to the door and knocked on it. "Germany-san, do you have a minute?"

There was a short pause. And then...

"Japan, is that you? What is the matter?" Germany's voice sounded out from behind the door.

Vietnam decided to fill him in. "We need your manly strength to free this white creature that looks like a pudge ball-"

"Mochi." Japan corrected.

"...Mochi from the wall on the fourth floor. Some how, it managed to get stuck and we can't get it out."

"I feel a little sorry for it." Japan continued. "So I was wondering if you could get it out..."

"I see. Okay, I'll go get it out." There was a pause. "But can I ask for a favour of you?"

"If it is something I can do..."

"While I was running, I dropped my whip. I think we should have some sort of weapon in case that Thing shows up again."

"You sure you aren't just making up excuses so you that can stay behind in that stupid closet like you've been doing the entire time we've been here?" Japan heard Vietnam mutter from behind him but he ignored her.

"If it isn't too much to ask, can you go look for it?"

Japan blinked. "What a coincidence." He said, the weapon that Germany had requested currently in hand. "Philia-chan found it earlier."

"Oh." Germany had said that one word so flatly that Japan was taken aback. Did his friend really want to stay in that closet?

"Here. I'll give it to you." The door opened up slightly and a gloved hand slipped out. Japan dropped it into the hand and before he could even blink, the door was shut again with the whip and the owner of the hand safely concealed behind it.

"It was...er... lying on the bed next door." There was snort behind him as the only female nation in the room snorted and covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking with ill hidden mirth.

"Oh, I see..." Germany stammered. "Erm... thank you."

"Not at all. But now let's go to the fourth floor-"

"I'm sorry." Japan was cut off by his friend. "But..."

"Yes? What is it?" Japan sighed. Never did he think that he would get so exasperated with Germany as he was now. Italy, he expected could wear down his patience with his tendency to run away from any kind of fight or battle he was confronted with as well as to eat pasta everywhere he went, this sort of behaviour from.

Germany's new... persona had surprised and amused Japan at first, but now it was just getting to be a nuisance.

However, he decided that now was not the best time to confront his old time friend about it since there was the likelihood that it would only delay getting Germany out from that accursed closet.

"I'm... uh..." Germany didn't seem to be able to form his new request coherently. Japan waited patiently as he tried to. "I'm sorry... but I'm also quite hungry as well. Do you have anything to eat?"

Japan could literally feel the aura of anger that Vietnam was emanating behind him and he said quickly, "I'm sorry. I don't have anything."

"I see." Germany sounded relieved and Japan could feel Vietnam's anger steadily rising with each passing second. "If it's not too much trouble, could you please go look for something?"

"WHAT?" Vietnam burst out, unable to contain her temper any more. She shoved Japan roughly into the wall as she went to confront the german behind the door. The latter groaned as he slid onto the floor in pain. "Okay, listen you! Ever since that Thing chased us, you've been holed up in there! Now as much as I'd love to laugh at you for not being your usual by the the book self, your whole refusing to come out is ridiculous!" She punched the metal door, ignoring the pain running up through her arm as she vented her anger. "Either come or I'll drag you out by the strands of your blond hair!"

"...but I'm hungry..."

"We're in an abandoned mansion." She gritted her teeth.

"She's right! We can't find food in a place like this!" Japan was beginning to look distraught. Would they ever be able to get Germany out from his hiding place?

"Anything is fine... I barely have any strength left..."

"..." Japan sighed. "Alright. We'll take another look around. We still have to find Italy and Philia anyways."

"Thank you!" There was a pause. "By the way, did you find my brother?"

"No... but he should be fine. Somehow."

"He is the awesome Prussia, anyways." Vietnam added, having calmed down but she was still clearly annoyed. Though she grinned a little at the thought of the albino hiding somewhere, similar to his younger brother taking refuge from behind the metal door.

"Sorry for the trouble." The door opened slightly and Japan was surprised to see a can of beer in his hand.

"You're kidding, right?" Vietnam said, staring at the can. She laughed. "You actually had this with you the entire time?"

"Ah..." Japan tried to compose himself. "We'll be going now then."

He glanced at Vietnam to see if she would come along with him and she nodded.

"Okay, thanks." Was all the german said.

Before the two asians left the room, they heard sounds coming from Germany's new found hiding spot. Glancing at each other, the same question ran through their minds:

What on earth was he doing in there?

And finally, I'm done! This has got to be the longest chapter I've typed up since ever! I am so proud of myself. Anyways, as you can see, it stars canon characters. Sorry if Vietnam seems a little OoC from how she was depicted in the last two chapters, but if you were confronted with someone who refused to come out like Germany did from his closet, you'd probably be irritated as well.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this! Don't forget to review! I really would appreciate it if you did!