A/N: Sorry for the kinda irregular updates. Whenever I have time, I write. This seems like it's mirroring my relationship with a guy I met at Anime Boston… Kinda awkward I suppose… *shrugs*
Ahh some stuff to know:
"Italics" = Norwegian
"Bold" = Icelandic
"Regular" = Common, so English I suppose…

And Special thanks to Poland's Pony, I had already planning on updating this today, but you reviewed, so YAY~! And awesome name btw. ^_^

Previously:
"I'm sorry Hans, but I love Emil."

The hotel room door suddenly closed and the lock was heard clicking into place, and then the deadbolt was shut.

The two nations in the hall turned to the door in surprise, "Emil?"

Now:

Hong Kong moved forward the two steps which brought him in front of the recently closed door. Greenland remained where he was, just watching Hong Kong as he yanked fruitlessly on the doorknob.

"Emil!" Hong Kong cried out. "I'm sorry! You weren't supposed to hear any of that!"

Iceland didn't reply, or make any sort of noise to indicate that he had heard Hong Kong's shouts. All he did was double check the second lock on the door, and slide down the door; mind numb. Sitting on the floor with his back bracing the door, Iceland put his head in his hands and pulled his legs to his chest.

Hong Kong yelled again, banging on the door; pleading with Iceland to try and understand.

"Just go the hell away Hong Kong!"

Iceland tilted his head back, closing his eyes; his head softly hit the door.

Changing to Norse, Iceland continued, "You leave as well Hans. I don't want to talk to you. Though I understand now why you deleted those messages this morning. And I forgive you for that."

Greenland remained away from the door, just watching Hong Kong's futile attempts to get into the room. "He's not going to open the door. Knowing him, he's in la-la land now; frolicking around a field with Lukas back in the 15th century or something."

Hong Kong stopped his frantic banging, whirred around and moved in close to Greenland. "Then why don't you talk to him? You've been friends for years!"

Greenland looked at Hong Kong defiantly. "Why should I help you? You don't love me."

"Because we're friends," Hong Kong quickly replied. "And I don't want to lose our friendship over something so trivial."

Greenland looked at Hong Kong, anger gathering in his eyes as he spat out, "Trivial? My feelings for you are trivial?"

Hong Kong took a step back, and gave a slight bow. "I apologize. I shouldn't have said that. It was inappropriate and inconsiderate."

Sighing, Greenland glanced from Hong Kong to the door and back. "Fine. I'll help, but you need to do something for me. I want a kiss."

Staring in shock at Greenland, Hong Kong blinked slowly and began to shake his head before he gave a defeated sigh. Hong Kong took a step forward. And then another. And another until he was face to face with Greenland, their breath mingling in the musty hallway.

"You promise?" Hong Kong whispered, his brown eyes gazing intently into the green eyes of his friend.

Greenland gave a slight nod, his nose brushing against Hong Kong's.

Moving his hand from his side, Hong Kong slid it behind Greenland's neck and moved closer; sealing their lips in a chaste kiss. Hong Kong continued to stare at Greenland's face. He watched as Greenland's eyes slid shut and felt as his hands rose to grip at the back of his shirt.

Finally, untangling his hand from the hair at the nape of Greenland's neck, Hong Kong gave the older nation a slight push; disconnecting their lips. Greenland's eyes remained closed for a few seconds more, before he slowly opened his eyes.

Greenland gave a deep sigh and moved to the door, gently pushing Hong Kong out of his way.

Cooing through the door, Greenland attempted to coax his friend out of the room. "Emil. Emil. Please come out. Xiang wants to explain."

Iceland remained silent. Mr. Puffin hopped off the bed and walked over to where Iceland was hunched near the door. Rubbing his head against Iceland's leg, Mr. Puffin could just tell how distraught his friend was.

Iceland scooped up the little puffin, cradling him in his arms close to his chest. Mr. Puffin burrowed into the warm chest near him, attempting to offer some comfort to the boy.

Distantly, as though everything was shrouded in a fog, Iceland could hear Greenland and Hong Kong shouting outside his room; arguing about one thing or another. Most likely himself again.

Suddenly, the noise seemed to stop. Then a hushed knocking was heard above him, as Iceland felt the vibrations resonating from the door into his head.

"Emil. Open the door."

Iceland opened his eyes in shock as he heard the Norwegian command. Iceland stumbled up, leaning heavily against the door as he fiddled with the locks. Finally swinging the door open, Iceland stumbled into the door frame in his haste.

"Lukas."

Meeting Norway's eyes, Iceland began to feel ashamed of his childish behavior. Pushing those feelings aside, Iceland moved to the side and beckoned to his brother.

"Lukas. Come in."

Norway looked down at Iceland before grabbing his hand and pulling him further into the hotel room. Sparing a glance over his shoulder, Norway glared at Hong Kong and let the door shut.

"Brother…" Iceland trailed off.

Norway gently pulled Iceland to the queen bed in the room and pulled back the blankets on the far side.

"Lie down Emil. I'm right here."

Iceland visibly relaxed and moved closer to Norway.

"Just go to bed Emil. We can talk about this tomorrow, so don't worry."Norway pulled Iceland to his side, and brushed his hair out of his face before turning off the light.

"Yes. Tomorrow," murmured Iceland as he drifted off in his brother's arms.


Iceland sighed and moved closer to the warmth beside him.

Letting out a deep sigh, he began to contemplate the happenings of the day before.

'How long has Hong Kong had those kinds of feelings for me?' he silently questioned.

'We've never met before the other day, how can he be so sure about himself?'

'Why me?'

'What am I supposed to do?'

The sudden movement of the warm body beside him jolted Iceland out of his confusing thoughts.

"I know you're awake Emil,"stated Norway, breaking the silence of the room.

Iceland made a noise of disapproval before opening his eyes and moving his head to look up at his brother beside him.

"Now that I know you're actually awake, you are going to tell me everything that happened yesterday. Those buffoons already told me their side of the story, but I want to hear your side."

Sighing, Iceland began to reiterate his tale, beginning with the text messages the previous morning up until the slamming and locking of his hotel room door.

Norway had a thoughtful look on his face, contemplating all the information he was just given. His face then turned blank as he peered down at Iceland who was still at his side.

A grin appeared on Norway's usually emotionless face. Poking Iceland's cheek, Norway teasingly called out, "My little brother is growing up~ How cute~ I'm gonna have to start fighting off nations now, huh?"

Disgruntled, Iceland smacked away the prodding finger and sat up. Pushing the bed covers off of him, Iceland strode angrily to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

Norway followed his brother with his eyes until he was out of sight behind the bathroom door, and only then did Norway allow a small sincere smile to cross his face. But it was gone just as fast, disappearing as Iceland stalked out of the bathroom, face damp and hair just combed.

"Why aren't you gone yet? If you aren't going to help then just leave and I'll sort all of this out on my own!"

Norway sat up, throwing his legs over the side of the bed. "Just calm down little brother, I'm going to help you, but it's just too hard to resist embarrassing you."

Iceland stormed over to his bags and dug through them, pulling out a clean set of clothes. Beginning to strip, Iceland turned his back on Norway. "Then stop with the teasing and help."

Staring unabashed at Iceland, Norway leaned back slightly and waved his hand through the air, sighing out, "Well then. Let's see what we can come up with.

"So, you found out that Hong Kong has a huge crush on you, Hans is pissed with you and Hong Kong, and you are absolutely clueless about what to do, correct?"

Iceland turned to Norway, pulling his arms through the sleeves of his shirt and began to do up the buttons. "Mmmhmm. Tell me something I don't know."

Moving on, Norway continued recounting what he understood. "So you being my naïve little brother, freaked out and locked yourself in here."

"Just get on with it Lukas!"

"Fine. The most important thing to consider here is whether or not you actually have feelings for Hong Kong."

Norway leaned forward now, intently staring at Iceland, waiting with bated breath for an answer.

"I-I… How would I know? I only met him a few days ago, what am I supposed to do? How does he even know that he likes me like that? He just met me a few days ago!"

Iceland turned fully to Norway, frustration and confusion plainly evident on his normally impassive face.

Looking thoughtful for a moment, Norway carefully considered his next words. "Well… Just because you know that he likes you like that, doesn't mean you have to return his feelings right now. Would you be willing to still be his friend, even while knowing that he wants something more?"

Pondering Norway's question, Iceland looked away considering his options.

"I-I guess we could still be friends. It will be really awkward for me though; he LOVES me Lukas! What am I supposed to do about that?"

Norway hauled himself out of the bed, and moved over to his brother. Placing a hand on his shoulder, Norway bent over slightly in order to look directly into Iceland's eyes.

"You can't avoid him forever Emil. Even if you decide you don't want to be friends, you'll still have to see him at world meetings and whatnot."

Iceland looked into Norway's eyes, and then nodded in agreement.

"You're right. I should go see him I guess and apologize."

Norway patted Iceland's shoulder, silently congratulating him on making the right choice. "Mmm. Go right ahead, but don't forget to blatantly tell him that you just want to be friends, at least until you sort out your feelings."

Iceland nodded once more before heading to the door, Norway in tow.

Locking the door behind the two of them, Iceland turned to Norway. "Wish me luck Lukas."
Norway gave Iceland a meaningful look before turning and heading down the hall, back to his own hotel room.

"Don't blush too hard little brother."

Iceland squinted his eyes and struggled to keep his face from turning pink. Turning on his heel, Iceland hailed the elevator and headed down to the front desk. After inquiring about Hong Kong's room, Iceland headed back upstairs, seeking out the room of the quiet Asian.

Heading down the hall, Iceland plastered himself to a nearby wall as China went flying past him down the hall, sprinting for the elevator; trying to slide inside before the doors closed.

"Hyung! Wait!" South Korea followed behind him, a few meters back. Stumbling, Korea fell and watched as China slipped into the elevator.

Standing up and brushing off his Hanbok, South Korea's smile slid off his face briefly, but was plastered back on as soon as he caught sight of Iceland standing nearby, disinterestedly watching the interactions between the two Asian siblings.

"Ahh… You're going to see Xiang right? That's good, he's been depressed all night." Smiling a bit wider and more sincerely, South Korea winked at Iceland before moving to the stairwell. Pausing at the top of the stairs, South Korea threw behind him, "Don't screw this up."

Then, grabbing hold on the railing, South Korea flung himself down the stairs, the sound of his shoes slapping the ground echoing through the stairwell as he desperately tried to catch up with China, who was most likely already outside, desperately trying to hail a cab.

Iceland shuddered at the thinly veiled threat from South Korea. The Asian nation may have acted cheerful when talking to Iceland, but his choice of words made Iceland feel anything but confident.

Iceland continued down the hall, stopping in front of Hong Kong's door. Double checking the numbers he had scrawled on his palm, Iceland took a deep breath. Raising his hand, Iceland knocked on the door rapidly, before taking half a step backwards.

Iceland could hear the other nation shuffling before he saw the door swing open.
Hong Kong stood before him, face impassive as he stared at Iceland. Iceland forced himself to look straight into Hong Kong's hazelnut eyes.

"Good morning Hong Kong."


Breathing deeply, Norway leaned back against his door. He could hear the elevator ding in the hall as Iceland stepped into it.
"Norge! Where've you been? You said you'd be right back." Denmark popped his head out of the bathroom, and moved over to Norway.

Grabbing his hand roughly, Denmark pulled Norway further into the room.

"Emil found out about Hong Kong."

Denmark smiled and passed his hand through his hair. "So it was Emil that Hong Kong was crushing on. That must blow for Hans." Denmark, sat down, tugging Norway down beside him. "How'd Emil take it?"

Norway glowered at Denmark. "What do you think Mathias? Horrible. He was really freaking out over it."

Denmark laughed boisterously. "Little Emil? I wish I could have been there to see that!"

Reaching up, Norway grabbed Denmark's ear and yanked him down so his ear was level with Norway's mouth. "You idiot! This is serious!"

Denmark cringed and flailed around, attempting to dislodge his boyfriend.

"Norge~!"

Norway just yanked harder. "Emil left to go see Hong Kong. So we'll find out what happened shortly. But perhaps we should go find Berwald and Tino, you know how upset Tino will be if we don't inform him of what's going on."

Nodding in agreement, Denmark sat back up, rubbing his ear. "Mmm. You know how Tino loves to gossip. Hard to believe such a sweet guy like him can't keep his nose out of everyone's personal life."

Norway made to stand up, but Denmark gently caught his wrist again and pulled him into his lap.
"I missed you last night Lukas. Don't worry me like that again," Denmark murmured into Norway's neck, attempting to bury his head into his lover.

Norway just sighed and relaxed into Denmark's hold. "Fine. You have 10 minutes. Then we leave."

Denmark just nodded and pulled Norway closer.


A/N: Wow… Without the Authors Note, I think this is my longest chapter to date. Almost 2,500 words. Hehe~ It's so amusing to look at the story stats for this. After other Americans, I used to have Canadians as the country with the 2nd largest amount of readers. Then it went to the Norwegians for 3 weeks, and now it seems to be the French. Hehe~ It's especially amusing how I have a large number of people who come to read this, but don't actually review. *shrugs* Oh well. I'm not going to beg for reviews, since I always think that's annoying, but I'm going to shut up now since this is really long.