Chapter 4- Somewhere to go, nothing to do~?

"You can stop holding my hand now, Antonio."

"Hm? I didn't realize I was, chica! Ha-ha!" The brunette laughed nervously at your question as he scratched the back of his head.

You were given your hand back as you walked together through the cheery streets if Madrid*.

"Where are we walking, anyway?"

"Oh, just walking, Rose."

Because of your beauty, Spain was one of the many (many) suitor you had that just so happened to be a country. Truthfully, he had no idea where you two were going, he just wanted to spend time with you. Even if you two were t never find your way back again.

"Well, if we're just walking, then why don't we just head back?"

Spain shrugged. "I guess I don't mind getting lost," He stopped suddenly, and by instinct, you stopped with him. "as long as its with you." You blushed as he stared at you with those beautiful green orbs of his, smiling the smile only you Romano, and Italy have saw. You finally realized why he was smiling earlier at breakfast.

You flashed back to that morning. . .

and realized he wanted to get lost with you on purpose! How dare he! And you were just about to give him a piece of your mind, if it wasn't for something back and bold catching your sight.

"Spain?" You question, still not losing sight of the mysterious object.

"What is it, Rose?" He replies, in a slightly worried tone.

You look to each other, then you walk over a bold, newspaper article with the words:

"Lilac's burned to the ground,
slavery, segregation, and racism bound*."

It was your sister's country! Being violated, with exaggerated new reports, and yellow journalism. Your sister's national flower was the Lilac. Aside from roses, the Lilac was the most beautiful and aromatic flower there is*. Lilac's represent love, and carry a more intoxicating scent then roses, which will carry quite a distance. Because of these proud facts of their flower, your sister's people often brag about their beautiful flower, each time a bad event occurred, people would often insult the flower before the country.

The reports consisted of some ships from a harbor were repeatedly harassing Polish battleships, and were ultimately sank. Afterwards, the Polish went to her country, and began pushing around the people there. Since they had recently won a battle with this country, they felt like they deserve to do what their doing.

A small part of your country is what your sister's country consisted of. You had granted her independence on February 16th, 1436. But, ever since then, she hasn't done such a good job as caretaker. She had everything, a free-spirited government, fertile soil for farming, and plenty of rivers and fresh water.

Why did she attack Poland?

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"Hey, Switzy. Are we there yet?"

"Not yet. But we will be soon."

"If it wasn't for your outrageous outfit, I would've ditched you long ago."

"That's good to know. And after I did all of this for you. Oh, boy."

"All of what?" Lilac tried to pry Vash's hands off her eyes, but she couldn't quite succeed. If not for Vash's suspenders and hat*, she wouldn't of walked all this way to begin with.

She giggled and let Vash guide he as they walked a bit more, up some stairs, down some stairs, and through several doors.

Judging from the wind now blowing past her, Lilac guesses she was now outside.

"I'm going to pull my hands away now. But you have to promise not to cry."

"Why would I cry, Vash?"

"Just. . .promise you won't."

". . .I won't. Don't worry."

The Swiss blonde removed his hands from the young girl's eyes as she looked over the balcony they were standing on, to the beautiful array of different colored lilac's, vines, and grassy plains, spelling out, "Ich liebe dich*".

"Oh, Vash," Lilac turned to the now-red Mr. Zwingli and connected her hands with his.

"I love you too*!"

! ! !

Lilac fell off the shelf in the gun store where she was shopping with Vash for ammunition.

"What the hell?! Are you okay?! I told you not to fall asleep on one of the shelves!"

Lilac rubbed her eyes as Vash helped her up, asking her, "What the hell were you doing?"

"U-Uh. . .nothing?"

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Author's note: OH MY GOD, THIS IS SO LONG AND I FEEL LIKE A HISTORY TEACHER. XDDDD Just for the record, if any of you are trying to guess which country's Lilac and Rose are, STOP LOOKING. I made both the country's up-completely from my mind~! So, yeah. Time to explain stuff now!

Madrid- The capital of Spain, Madrid is the highest capital city in Europe, and features three main art gallery's, two railroad stations, and an airport right outside the city.

Lilac (Mageial)- A country COMPLETELY MADE-UP by myself, any traits shared with other countries are complete coincidences. The name comes from the Greek word for magic, "Mageia", since the country 'magically' appeared in the middle of the ocean, most say it is cursed. Though, the large land mass actually turned out to be one of the most blessed country's on Earth. Because people still fear it, Mageial has become a safe haven for magical beings.

Vash's outfit- Remember in Season 3 Hetalia? Where Japan and Switzerland dance around like manly ballerina's? Yeah, that's the outfit Vash is wearing.

Ich liebe dich (German)- I love you

Lilac's love- Because of her country's natural kindness and generosity, Lilac is a bit of an airhead and a full-blown dreamer. Her love for Switzerland is bordering on obsession.

Well, bye~! :D