Soon enough I fell into a deepish sleep. Now, when I was six I had vivid nightmares every single night. I remember them clearly even though it's been quite a few years since then. It was like I was in a war, I remember the smell of smoke, it was so strong it almost felt like it was choking me. I remember the screams, the screams varied from shrill to deep, from loud to sounding like it was forced out of the person's throat. The sound of gunfire was also a large part of it.

I remember seeing shadows moving around me, blood splattered everywhere, and most of all the lifeless eyes of every fallen person I saw as I struggled to escape that place. I remember seeing some fall and then feeling a sharp pain. That nightmare tormented me every night, I was terrified to fall asleep. I never told anyone about them and nobody ever asked why I had dark circles around my eyes and was easily scared.

Those nightmares stopped August 3rd, my seventh birthday in the world I used to live in. I wonder, how old I am as The Rainbow Factory? This first night of being Hetalia brought back the nightmares I had not seen in years.

I woke up drenched in sweat, tears soaking my cheeks and the quilt I had cocooned myself in, my golden eyes were wide and my heart was thumping wildly. I looked over at Lovi, he was laying there, snoring lightly with no blanket. I looked over to my left to see Feli snoring lightly with no blanket also.

I heard a creak from outside of the room, it was something walking about. Nope I was not about to let some crayfish person take stuff from me and my fratellos such as the vases or our lifes. I unwrapped myself from the quilt, spreading it over Feli and Lovi and silently creeping toward the door. The Mission Impossible theme song playing quite loudly in my head.

All fear from my nightmare has been forgotten because right now I am protecting my fratellos, their safety comes before my fear. I am standing in front of the door, I hear breathing from outside the door, they must be right outside the door, the breathing has stopped. They've probably left, I'll just check.

I swing open the door and a certain tomato loving spaniard goes flying into the wall, sliding down to the floor with a dazed expression on his face. Good thing fratellos are heavy sleepers, they won't wake up even if an atomic bomb went off in the same room as them. I walk over to Spain, leaning over him, trying to look as menacing as possible.

"What are you doing here, bastard?"

I glare at him and notice that his green eyes are kind of glowing in the dark, I wonder if mine do too. How cool would that be if my eyes glowed in the dark? Pretty fucking cool is the correct answer.

"Lovi! I only wanted to see you!"

What the hell is this guy's problem? Can't he tell I am The Rainbow Factory, not my fratello? Well, Lovi's eyes and mine are quite similar, also I just used Lovi's signature insult. I get why now, but still seeing him in the middle of the night by breaking into his house is a little creepy though.

Suddenly I feel a sudden surge of anger, I lift my knee up quickly, it hits the target, Spain's face. His nose is bleeding and it's getting on the floor, I can clean it up later.

"My name is The Rainbow Factory, it seems you have the wrong Italian, but your luck worsens still because as The Rainbow Factory, it is tradition for the guest give some blood to the hosts"

What am i doing? I am hurting Spain, well of course I am. It's tradition as I have said. I must follow my country's tradition.

"R...Rain...bow what are you doing?"

"I am just following tradition and unfortunately for you, your luck has worsened. If the guest is not invited first, the guest offers whatever the host wants"

How does he not know Rainbowian tradition? I thought he would remember from the last time, but I guess not.

"Okay Rainbow, what do you want, I'll give it to you"

"Oh this is no fun, where is my pirate who always fought, where's the Spain who had a spine?"

I crouch down so me and him are eye level, I throw a single punch at his stomach as I say this. He coughs, blood splatters on my jacket. My jacket is dark grey, so it's all good, no harm done.

"I've changed Rainbow, i've grown from such barbaric things"

To this I laugh, quite hysterically, gaining a cringe from Spain.

"Oh Spain, I see the pirate is still there and it's putting up quite a fight, why not let it out, let us take things back a couple centuries"

He shakes his head and to that I growl.

"Oh you're no fun, are you? We are going to have to do this late, go back to your home and never come back without being invited again, asshat"

I move back and Spain shoots up, racing down the stairs and out the door. He won't be coming back here anytime soon or anywhere near me for awhile. I hope we can fight like we used to, I miss those times.

I look down at the floor and see blood, it's only a small trace. I dip my finger in it and taste it, this would make a very good yellow. A grin spreads across my face as I walk back to Lovi's room and climb to the only place that is not taken, the middle. I close my eyes and fall back asleep.

Hey bros! If you are confused about " I dip my finger in it and taste it, this would make a very good yellow", it will be explained in another chapter. Just to let you know!