Hiii~ It's been a while since I last updated. School started up again and crapola. My computer was being stupid. You know how it goes. Here's a new chapter. As always read, review, hug your authoress. Nah, don't do that last one. I don't own hetalia or 2p!hetalia

Arthur's P.O.V.

I was still in a daze from the near death experience that occured only moments ago. Veneziano had saved me. Why or how he suddenly mustered up the courage to do something like that is beyond me.

Now he was throwing his life away to save all of us? The thought of little Veneziano doing something like this would have been scoffed at in another situation, another time. Now it was all to real.

"You can't take him!" Germany growled at the red eyed Veneziano, who simply gave him a wolfish grin.

"I already have!" he cackled. I felt anger bubble up inside of me. He can't do this to poor, childish Veneziano!

"Not yet you don't!" I shouted and pulled Veneziano back.

"Please mister Britain, let me go," he whimpered. I looked at him sympathetically.

"I'm not leaving you with them, we're gonna get through this together or not at all," I said. He looked at me with wide, troubled eyes.

"But he'll kill Espagna..." he whimpered. I looked to the other Veneziano to see Spain in his grasp again. I sighed and thought about this situation. Let Spain die, or Veneziano be taken and most likely tortured? I didn't like Spain, but he doesn't deserve to die.

"Put him down," both Romano's pleaded. The looks on their faces a mixture of anger, suspense, and pain.

"No! Give me him! Give me Veneziano!" he shouted and began cutting Spain's throat so painfully slow. Red liquid spilt down from the wound and Spain grimaced. Everything seemed to go in slow motion at this point.

The other Romano yanked Veneziano out of my hands and threw him to his knees in front of his counterpart. The opposite threw Spain into a wall and picked Feli up from the ground.

"Thank you for your cooperation," he smiled. He yanked Veneziano out the back door and I fell to my knees. He took him.

"Italy!" Germany shouted and desperately tried to reach the teo counterparts, but was held back by the opposites of Romano and Spain.

Meanwhile, our world's Romano was kneeling near a disheveled Spain with tears in his eyes.

"Get up you bastard! Get up!" letting tears stream down his face, he gripped onto the Spaniard. The other Spain fell backwards into the wall.

"Espagna!" other Romano immediately rushed to his side. Germany ran to the back door and looked out. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Gone..." he muttered. I looked around the room and wondered how we all got here. A few days ago Germany would've been glad to get rid of Veneziano, Romano wouldn't go near Spain, and I wouldn't be willing to lay down my life for any of the other countries.

Things can change so fast... But I guess I already knew that didn't I? Now I'm helpless, and forced to watch an innocent man die because I failed. I failed to protect them. They protected me and I couldn't stop one man with only knives for weapons. I felt tears start to stain my cheeks and wipe them away.

"Wake up... Please..." Romano sobbed. Spain's arms wrapped around his small frame.

"Did you think boss would leave you so soon?" he asked in a raspy voice. Romano buries his face into his chest and sobbed.

"I don't expect you to ever leave you bastard!" he growled angrily, though his smile revealed his true feelings.

I smiled weakly. If only we still had Veneziano...

Depressed Iggy is depressed :P That's the chapter! Happy? Review please~