Author's Note: Guest, yes Nyo!Italy's name is supposed to be Alice but I felt that Alice made more sense with England's Nyo!self. Idk why Prussia wants to see Austria naked so much but I think it had something to do with him displaying his dominance? Idk the webcomics are wild.

Fun Fact: (yes) Italy once made fun of Japan for having a small dick and Japan beat his ass. Germany just watched (?)

China's POV

"I've never been so angry IN MY LIFE!" China screamed as Wang Zao dragged him out of the bar. They were holding paper towels against his wound, trying to make it stop bleeding. "Why isn't this healing? It should be going away by now." He asked loudly, ears ringing.

"I don't know." Wang Zao replied. "Come on, we'll go back to my place I'm sure I'll have something to cauterize the wound."

"This isn't a stab wound, it doesn't need to be cauterized." China shook his head quickly.

"Well we need to do something, it's almost like you're human, you might pass out from blood loss." Wang Zao told him.

"Just take me back home." China said.

"We can't go all the way to America with you like this." Wang Zao said.

"Aya..." China grumbled. He started to feel tired. "I just... want to..." He leaned onto Wang Zao and closed his eyes, dozing off.

"No no, stay awake!" Wang Zao dropped him. He hit his head on the sidewalk. He didn't wake up. "Shit! If only Viktor was here, what the hell is taking him so long?"

Viktor's POV

"So we are doing this plan, now?" Viktor asked.

"Yes." Allen said. "But be careful, we can actually die here and Japan is a force to be reckoned with. That's why I want him." He sighed dreamily.

"He will be nothing compared to my pipe." Viktor couldn't find his original pipe so he just ripped one off the wall of some apartment.

"Okay, if you get discouraged, just remember how satisfying it will be to kill me." Allen pat his back.

"Don't touch me." Viktor growled.

"Go on, big guy. I'll come and save the day like a good guy when the time is right. You remember the location?"

"I am not an idiot."

"Atta boy." Allen saluted him before running off.

Viktor rolled his eyes and pulled out some binoculars and watched his target. Japan was in his backyard burying a body.

"Is that... Greece?" He muttered to himself. 'What the hell happened?'

When Japan was done, he went back inside. He came back outside a few minutes later to plant some flowers where the body was buried.

"What the fuck?" Viktor put a hand over his mouth in shock.

Once Japan was done, he stood up and observed his work. He then went back inside.

'What a sick fiend. He's going to have to pay.' Viktor stood up. It was time to make his move. He slid Japan's door open with ease and found the other nation in his kitchen, making tea.

"Oh, great." Japan sighed when he saw him. He grabbed a mug and threw it at him, which Viktor barely managed to dodge.

"I'm not here with any sick intentions." Viktor assured him, swinging his pipe.

Japan ducked and grabbed some bug spray from his cabinet, quickly spraying it in Viktor's eyes. He screamed and slammed his pipe down in alarm, landing it on Japan's leg. He hissed in pain and tried to crawl away while Viktor turned to the sink and rinsed his eyes out. When he was able to see again, he looked around and saw the nation halfway out the backdoor. "I said I'm not here with any sick intentions." Viktor said, pressing his foot down on his back.

"Why is it always me?" Japan whined slightly to himself.

Germany and Italy's POV

Italy ran into his house and quickly looked into every room, dismayed to see that Romano was nowhere to be found.

"Maybe he went to Spain?" Germany suggested. Italy was doubtful. Suddenly the phone rang.

"Ah!" Italy gasped in surprise and hid behind Germany.

"It's just a phone." Germany rolled his eyes.

"Oh." Italy answered it.

"Hey buddy." He heard some guy say.

"Wrong number." Italy hung up. "What do we do now?" He asked Germany. The phone rang again.

"Don't hang up on me!" The voice yelled.

"Don't yell at me!" Italy whined.

"Okay, listen... We have your brother." Italy froze. "Good. That must have gotten your attention. Now, you're going to trade yourself into us in exchange for his safe return. Does that sound like a good deal?"

Italy gulped and slowly looked to Germany.

"Hey, answer me!"

"Y-Yes."

"Good. We meet at the top of the hill down the street at sundown. Hope to see you there." He heard a kissing noise and the call ended.

"Italy?" Germany asked with concern.

"I... I have to give myself up. For Romano."

"What? Why? What do they want with you?" Germany asked.

"I don't know." Italy said. "But I guess I'll find out tonight."

"You don't have to do this. We can find some other way."

"No. If this were me, I'm sure he would do the same."

Germany highly doubted that he would. "Look, we can meet at the location they gave us but we don't have to let them take you. I'm sure we can just come up with some kind of plan."

"We need to think of it fast, then!"

"Okay, okay," Germany paused. "We could ask Japan for help. And... Prussia." He was hesitant about the last part. He hadn't spoken to his brother in quite a while, he wasn't sure if he would actually come.

-10 minutes later-

"The awesome man is here!" They heard Prussia yell at the entrance.

"Since Japan didn't answer his phone, we'll have to try and find someone else."

"I'm all you need, trust me!" Prussia said proudly, putting his hands on his hips. "Well, I could call my friends, too..."

"We're fine." Germany insisted. "You're right, you're all we need."

Alice's POV

"Is he going to be okay?"

"Yes. The poison is wearing off, just take him back to his world and he will be fine." Chun-Yun gave a thumbs up.

"Will he remember this?"

"I don't see why he wouldn't." Chun-Yun shrugged.

"Whatever." Alice sighed. She went over to the mirror and tried to call England, making sure he wasn't home. The coast was clear. She carefully picked Peter up and crossed over to the other world. She went upstairs to where she assumed his room was and put him on the bed.

"AHHHH! WEIRD LADY!" He suddenly screamed when she turned to leave. She quickly ran downstairs and jumped headfirst through the mirror back into her world, quickly cutting the connection off behind her.

"How did it go?" Chun-Yun asked.

"Smashingly." Alice replied, breathing fast.

Luciano's POV

"Ahhh! Poor, sweet, lovely, Lovino!" Luciano swooned. The counterpart's (counterpart's) brother was sitting in a chair, hands tied behind his back.

"Untie me at once ya bastards!"

"He has such a way with words, too." Luciano fanned himself. "I'm falling in love."

"You're fucking disgusting." Romano mumbled.

"Well it was nice of you to share your name. It's kinda similar to mine, don't you guys agree?" Luciano turned to Klaus and Lutz. They both nodded. Kuro was just standing back in a dark corner.

"Who the hell cares? This places stinks!" Romano tried to pull his hands free. "SPAAAAIN! SAVE MEEEEE-"

Luciano shoved something in his mouth. It was a sock.

"Where did that come from?" Kuro asked.

"WHERE DID IT GO? WHERE DID IT COME FROM COTTON EYE JOE?!" Klaus sang loudly and proudly. Everyone ignored him.

Romano was about to spit the sock out but Luciano quickly took his belt off and wrapped it around his head, securing it very tightly around his head.

"There we go." Luciano smiled. Romano shook his head frantically and Luciano backhanded him so hard his chair fell over and he fell on his side. He was also unconscious. "Alright, let's get to the hill." Luciano said. "I kind of wish we could spend more time together but oh well. Maybe after we mess with Italy for a while."

Lutz nodded and picked Romano up, heading outside. Kuro followed.

"You guys really are his bitches. It's PATHETIC!" Klaus called out after them.

"Klaus, if you're just going to be annoying then I want you out of my fucking face in exactly THREE seconds!" Luciano hissed. Klaus quickly left the room. Once on the hill, Luciano was very pleased to see Germany and Italy there waiting. They also had some loser standing behind them, yuck.

"HA! You look so UNAWESOME!" Prussia yelled to Klaus.

"Nu-uh! YOU DO!" Klaus shouted, voice cracking.

'Don't tell me he's going to cry.' Luciano thought. "OKAY! BACK ON TOPIC!" He screamed. "Italy, come on."

Italy hesitantly took a step toward them. Germany put a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"No." He said. "We won't allow it."

"Fine. Kuro, Lutz, kick their asses." Luciano said.

Kuro nodded and pulled his katana out, from nowhere, and Lutz pulled two pistols from the inside of his jacket.

"West..." Prussia said, backing up.

"Don't tell me you didn't bring a WEAPON!" Germany yelled at him angrily, pulling his own gun out.

In a split second, Kuro appeared behind Prussia and wacked the back of his head with the hilt of his weapon, bringing him down to his knees. Germany turned and shot at Kuro but he deflected the bullet and quickly crouched behind Prussia. He pressed his katana against his throat. "I will not hesitate to cut him." He warned.

Germany dropped his gun in surrender.

"Hm. Guess we didn't need Lutz." Luciano sounded impressed.

"Don't hurt them. I'm turning myself in." Italy said.

"Then do it already!" Klaus yelled.

"Quiet, only I tell people what to do." Luciano hissed at him. He saw a stray brick lying on the floor nearby and he was tempted to throw it at him.

Italy began to slowly walk over to them.

"I'll give back Romano." Klaus volunteered. He turned and reached behind them to pick Romano up, who was lying on the grass still unconscious. Suddenly his hand just fell off. A gigantic battle axe was lying on the floor by his dettached hand, too. Where did that come from?

"Where the fuck- Find out what direction that came from!" Luciano barked at Lutz.

"Haha, I'm missing a hand now. Wow." Klaus laughed, staring at the blood squirting from his wound. He then passed out. From shock or pain, no one knew. Or cared.

"Leave Romano ALONE!" They heard someone with a thick accent yell. The axe was lifted by someone wearing all black along with a hood covering their face to prevent themselves from being identified. He stood in front of Romano's body, axe up and ready to be thrown again. Luciano and Lutz quickly stepped away from him. "Who's next?" This mysterious man asked.

"Me. I am not afraid." Kuro appeared in front of Luciano and Lutz, katana ready. The mysterious man swung his axe and Kuro dodged it, swinging his weapon at the man's arm to try and disarm him. The man stepped to the side and swung the axe wildly, connecting it with Kuro's shoulder and knocking him to the floor.

"Kuro! Why the hell did you let yourself get defeated so EASILY?!" Luciano screamed angrily. Kuro didn't reply. He was just lying on the floor, clutching his bleeding shoulder, moaning. Luciano didn't want to know if this moan was in pain or pleasure.

"You're next!" The mysterious man pointed at Luciano.

"I may be boss but I'm not stupid! I'm out of here!" Luciano turned and ran. Lutz followed.

"I... What?" Prussia and Germany stared at each other in confusion. Italy quickly ran to Romano, kicking Klaus's body away until it rolled off the hill.

"Looks like we have a captive." Prussia snapped out of his confused daze and went over to Kuro, who was now panting. "What a freak."

"It's not h-healing." Kuro whispered.

"Haha, pathetic!" Prussia stomped down on his injured shoulder, earning a loud combination of moan and gasp.

Italy gently shook Romano. "Big brother?" He asked, tears in his eyes. "Big brother, wake up. Please." Romano stirred and opened his eyes, tiredly looking at Italy.

The mysterious man sighed and removed his hood, revealing himself to be Spain. WOW.

"Romano, just once, can't you fight your own battles? I know you could if you really wanted to." He said as Italy removed Romano's gag.

"Spain, you saved me?" Romano asked, his voice relaxed.

"Yes." Spain sighed.

"Thank you." Romano smiled.

"What the hell have you done to him?!" Spain yelled at Kuro, lifting his axe to swing again but Prussia stopped him.

"Wait, something's wrong. This wound really isn't healing." Prussia told him.

"Who cares?" Germany asked, helping Romano up and untying him.

"Well we can't get info from him if he bleeds out." Prussia said.

"This is... the death... I've always... dreamed of..." Kuro panted.

"Oh shut up." Prussia said, applying pressure to his wound.

"Uh, Spain, why are you wearing that?" Italy suddenly asked.

"I thought it would have made me seem more cool and heroic. Worked, no?" Spain winked, picking Romano up.

"My hero." Romano mumbled, burying his face in his chest.

"Seriously, what on earth happened to him?" Spain asked Kuro.

"Chinko o shaburu!" Kuro spat blood at his feet.

"You know what, I'm just going to enjoy this cute side of him while it lasts." Spain said. "I'll take him home."

"Let me come with you! I want to make sure he's okay after this weird side goes away." Italy said.

"Okay." Spain smiled and the two left.

"Where should we take him?" Prussia asked.

"I'm not sure." Germany replied, observing the injured nation.

"Let... me..."

"Just shut up!" Prussia yelled. He ripped his sleeve off his shirt and wrapped it tight around the wound.

"Are you sure it's supposed to be on the wound? I thought it was supposed to be under it."

"That's for bullet wounds, West."

"Uh... Okay. Let's carry him to the shack nearby." Germany pointed to the nearby shack that was conveniently located right there.

"What if someone owns it?" Prussia asked.

"I own it. I use it to store... things." Germany lifted Kuro by his legs. Prussia lifted the upper torso carefully. They then carried their captive to the shack.

Luciano's POV

"This isn't good!" Luciano yelled when they ran about 30 miles away. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" He kicked a stray dog nearby.

Lutz gasped.

"Oh shut the fuck up, you don't so much as bat an eyelash when I carve my name into a random civilian yet you give me shit for kicking an animal!" Luciano hissed. He was basically steaming. "One of our own is with the enemy." He tried to calm himself down. "We don't leave our people behind."

Lutz nodded. Then he looked shocked.

"No, I couldn't give two fucks about you guys, it's just a code of conduct. The boss always protects his people. It's how the world works." Luciano tried to light a cigarette but his lighter didn't work. "Fuck, SHIT! Where is Francois when you fucking need him?"

Lutz grunted.

"Look, the plan was to get Italy and then get to know him. You know, just a little talk." Luciano giggled at his idea of a 'talk'. "It would have been worth it if you just grabbed Italy on the way out!"

Lutz facepalmed.

"Okay, okay, we can come back from this. Kuro's a grown man, he can free himself. Right? Right? Please tell me these guys won't torture him. It will just make him stay." Luciano pleaded to the sky.

Lutz was more worried that the injuries would kill Kuro. Without him, he'd be stuck with Luciano. Alone. Forever.