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I took a deep breath. I'm an Italian. I can do what Italians do best. I closed my eyes, screamed at the top of my lungs, and ran for my life. Shut-up! Tomato Bastard isn't here to save me and I'm not getting molested by France.


"What the—" Francis said as he watched the cutie run away. The Cheshire cat glowered at the boy running. Fast. The Cheshire cat cursed his luck as tears formed in Francis's eyes as he turned to his friend. "Am I really that scary?"

"Sorry….I have to go…" The white hair man said glaring at the path the Italian took. Damn him….damn him and the queen of clovers. The white hair man swore silently as he disappeared from sight.

"Mmmm?" The blonde pondered. "What is with Gil today?"


"Ve~" The queen softly mewled as he finished his pasta. The queen of hearts' eyes glanced at the German in front of himself. "Luddy…I'm sleepy~~" The queen said yawning.

"Okay….I still have some work to do….so you can go to bed without me." The King said as he stood from his seat blushing. "Gute Nacht meine Liebe" He whispered as he kissed the smaller boy's cheeks.

The queen bit his lip as his lover left. Kiku gently touched his shoulder. "We can call this off. You don't have to—"

"Silenzio!" The queen quickly cut the Japanese man off. "I know...But...he needs me...my fratello needs me...I can feel it."

"I understand...If you wish to continue on with this request we must leave now." The Japanese man whispered worry in his voice.

"Ve~" The queen looked at the door his lover had left from. "Ve~" He looked at his hands. He had never lied and ran away before. But…

The queen clutched his head with his small fragile hands.

No, please god fucking no. Not him. I can handle the potato bastards, but not him….not…

No! No, no, no, no, NO!

save me! D-damnnit!

Fratello is scared. He needs help. Feeling this new found power the queen never felt before he rose. "Ve~ Let's hurry!" The Japanese man nodded as the both of them ran out of the castle.

Little did they know, someone was behind the door listening. Someone who was the last person the queen wanted to find out.


Gute Nacht meine Liebe= Goodnight my love

A/N:Oh, who could it be...seems a little obvious, but then again I am the writer so yeah I know all! Well, until next time! BYE!