A/N: hey people!

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

"I want to know a bit more about that…true form of yours." Italy said lying on his stomach and leaning on his elbows with his face in his hands.

"Ask away." Germany said. He placed a pillow against the headboard and leaned against it.

"Well…describe it."

Germany tilted his head upwards slightly as he stared at the ceiling. "It's hard to explain, I've only gotten to that form I believe twice in my life."

"The first time was the first transformation." Italy said. "What was the second time?"

"The second time." Germany said his eyes clouding over as he remembered. "I was a teenager I believe and Prussia had been in some sort of trouble. He was trying to protect me however in doing so he had been knocked unconscious. When I realized that he was out and we were going to get hurt I basically lost control. I transformed back before he regained consciousness."

Italy smiled and leaned forward slightly. "What do you look like when you transform?"

Germany smiled sadly at him. "Like a monster."

Italy blinked. "A…monster?"

Germany nodded. "Nothing like myself and more of a monster than a human. I don't like to transform into that."

"You said you have power when you transformed." Italy said recognizing the need to change the topic. "Like what for example?"

Germany thought for a moment. "I suppose I am faster and stronger than I already am. More agility. I am sure there is more however I never desired to know any more than I already do."

"Prussia is a vampire too right?" Germany nodded. "Austria?"

Germany nodded again.

"Who else?"

"Liechtenstein and I believe Sweden." Germany answered.

"That's so little." Italy murmured.

Germany shrugged. "That is just how it is."

"What does my blood taste like?" Italy whispered.

Germany started slightly at stared at Italy in shock. "What?"

Italy leaned closer to Germany. "What does my blood taste like?"

Germany turned his head. "I don't want to talk about this subject."

Italy sat up and with his hands turned Germanys head to him once more. "I want to know, what does my blood taste like?"

"Why do you want to know?" Germany asked.

Italy shrugged. "I guess I want to know that you enjoy it."

"It's blood. I need to survive. Taste doesn't really matter to me." Germany said.

Italy attempted to glare at Germany with his hands on his hips. In Germany's opinion he looked cute than intimidating however he wasn't going to say that out loud.

"Well I still care." Italy said. "Does blood all taste the same?"

Germany shook his head. "Different person, different tastes. Some better than others."

"And mine?" Italy probed.

Germany sighed before he said "Yours…if anything…tastes like that sauce you enjoy putting on your pasta."

"Marinara?" Italy asked.

Germany shrugged.

Italy looked thoughtful for a moment before giggling. "My blood tastes like pasta sauce." he said. In Germany's opinion he was taking this a bit too lightly.

"Is that all it tastes like?" Italy asked.

Germany sighed. "I…I can't really explain it. If you can imagine it tastes like fresh air and open fields. At least that's what it reminds me of." he mumbled a blush clear on his cheeks. "It reminds me of being outside and…and feeling safe."

Italy smiled before he tightly hugged Germany.

"I'm glad." Italy said softly.

Finland waved goodbye to Denmark, Norway, and Iceland who was carrying Sealand on his shoulders. He waited until they were out of sight before closing the door and leaning on it.

Sweden had collapsed, that much was cause for some concern.

And they were partners; Finland would always worry and care about Sweden.

However with what he had saw.

He swallowed the lump in his throat as his mind flashed back. After Denmark had basically pushed all of them out of the room he had gone around the house to the other door and peeked on the two of them.

Denmark and Sweden had been kissing. Sweden had actually been in the middle of kissing Denmark's neck when he had seen it.

Finland brought a hand to his own neck. Sweden always loved to kiss the neck and leave the occasional mark; it showed that the other was taken.

He felt his hand tremble slightly and his eyes start to water.

He brought a hand to his eyes and wiped away anything that might have fallen before looking up and starting towards Sweden's room.

There was a rational reason for this, Finland knew that much. He would get it and once he got it he would leave Sweden.

And he didn't care if Sweden had been the one to buy Sealand from eBay and bring him to their home. Finland was going to take him with him and take care of him.

He entered Sweden's room without knocking. The other man was standing in front of his closet and was pulling on a shirt. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled slightly when he saw Finland.

"Hey." he said. "Where did the others go?"

"Back home. You're looking better." Finland said crossing the room and sitting on the bed. "I sent Sealand to be with Iceland for a bit."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to talk with you." the tone of voice that Finland was using caused Sweden to pause slightly in buttoning his shirt and he turned towards Finland.

"Is something wrong?" Sweden asked.

Finland glanced to the side. "Sweden…what are your feelings towards Denmark?"

Sweden shrugged. "I used to hate him, nothing really anymore. Why?"

Finland sighed before he said "Sweden. I was really worried about you when you collapsed."

"I know and I'm sorry."

"I was so worried." Finland continued as if Sweden didn't say anything. "That when Denmark pushed all of us out I went around to the other door. I wanted to check on you and see how you were. Imagine my surprise when I see your lips on Denmark's neck. A part of his neck that he was hiding very carefully when he left your room."

"Fin." Sweden said quietly.

"I mean I never really thought that you were the type to cheat on someone." Finland continued. His eyes connected with Sweden's. "Come clean. Come clean here and now or so help me I will shoot you dead and take Sealand with me."

"Fin." Sweden said quietly once more. "I'm a vampire."

Finland allowed a moment to pass before he stood and started for the door. "I thought you were more of a man to come clean instead of making juvenile excuses like that."

"Finland." Sweden said crossing the room and taking his arm. "It's the truth."

Finland whirled around and started to say "There are no such things as…" he trailed off as he watched a part of Sweden's teeth lower.

"I am a vampire Fin." Sweden said quietly. "Denmark is the only one who has ever known and he was always giving me the blood that I needed. I collapsed because I haven't drunk any in a long time and when you walked in I was drinking his blood."

Finland allowed Sweden to pull their bodies closer until they were pressed against one another.

"I would never cheat on you Fin." Sweden whispered. "Never."

Finland was quiet for a moment before he said "Years of knowing one another. Years of living in the same house. Years of being married. We even have a son. And you never tell me something like this!" he exclaimed with a punch to the arm.

Finland growled slightly as he looked up at Sweden. "You need blood right?"

Sweden nodded.

"Well from now on you're getting it from me." Finland said. "I don't trust Denmark's blood, I am sure there is too much alcohol in there to be healthy."

"There is." Sweden murmured.

Finland gave another growl before he embraced Sweden. "No more lies, got it?"

He could feel Sweden's smile as Sweden placed his arms around Finland and said "Got it."

Prussia wordlessly entered Germany's office with Austria by his side and dropped the newspaper in his hand on the desk.

Germany glanced at his brothers in amusement before picking up the paper lightly.

"You two finally learned to get along?" Germany asked dryly.

"Read the paper if you will." Austria said.

Germany glanced at the paper and skimmed the article it had been folded to.

"Four bodies have been found dead." Germany read out loud. "All…all bodies have been drained of blood and pinpoints markings have been found on their necks."

Prussia slid pictures of the victims onto the desk as well. "Swiped this from the police station."

Germany stared at each picture carefully, his eyes locating the exact markings and their shape and depth.

"You think a vampire did this?" Germany asked. "I didn't know that there were that many of us left."

"There isn't." Austria said. "And once these are taken in there will be even less."

"And unfortunately it's most likely going to have to be us to be the ones that kill them." Prussia said jumping onto the desk and sitting on it.

"For once I have to agree with our brother." Austria said. "As nations and vampires we cannot allow rouge vampires do as they please. We will have to find them and get rid of them."

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.

Questions? Comments? Leave them in a review.

Until next time.

This is Phoenix-Fire Power over and out.