Hi Wolfairer here and back with another chapter. Anyway I have been quite busy working on this story and a few one shots and all and will update as quickly as I can. Anyway the plot is the only thing that belongs to me in this story.

France finally found his bearing again and drew his trusted sword out of its holder. France watched as the door started to open wider and he braced himself, ready to attack whatever it was that stood on the other side of the door.

Eventually the pale brown door was open enough for someone to squeeze through and a head popped out into the hall. The brown haired man looked around and spots the shocked blonde. "Oh, hey big brother France!"

France was relieved to see the happy man and replied "Italy, I am so glad to see you."

"Si, I'm happy to see you too big brother."

With that the younger nation ran to France and hugged him tightly, which nearly caused him to cut himself on France's sword. France was about to hug his brother back, however pain shot through his right arm which caused him to recoil in pain. This caused Italy to release France from his warm embrace and he look at the other with concern in his eyes. Before Italy could apologise for hurting France, footsteps were heard coming down the steps. France did not have chance to tell Italy that it would most likely be Prussia, this was due to Italy grabbing his hand and pulling France into the room the younger man just came out of.

Italy quickly shut the door before anyone could see where they entered and locked the door as well.

France looked around the room to see that the flooring and walls were as white as the piano room. However this room had different columns of books that all seemed to be full, France was slightly impressed by the multitude books that were in this building.

Italy broke France's thoughts as he said will looking at the floor "I'm sorry for disappearing big brother, but me and scary Mr England, weren't strong enough by ourselves."

"It's fine mon cher, there was nothing you could do. I don't suppose you know where Angleterre is, do you?" France asked carefully. He did not want the Italian to find out that he was worried about the former pirate.

All Italy did to reply France's question was nod his head, then Italy grabbed the Frenchman's hand once again and lead France down the middle column of bookshelves. At the end of the row, leaning up against the wall was no other then the blonde that France was asking for. England's legs were stretched out on the white floor. The man was not moving and his eyes were shut, indicating to France that England was just sleeping.

"He's been sleeping since we got in here. Mr Britain used up a lot of his magic to make sure that I was safe." Stated Italy.

France let out a small chuckle "Yeah, that sounds like England. Not knowing when to stop."

France slowly made his way down the alley of books so that he was in front of the other blonde. France looked down at the other to get a better look at him. England looked like he was in complete peace and France thought he looked even cuter due to the innocence that could be seen on his face.

France gently shook his head to get those kind of thoughts out of his head and then the long haired blonde knead down near England and reached out with his good arm and gently shook the other's shoulder.

England's head moved slightly and he let a low groan leave his pale pink lips, England also pushed the hand away from him that was disturbing his sleep. However this just caused France to shake England harder.

Finally England gave up with trying to get some more sleep. "Alright, alright. I'm awake." Snapped the angry man.

England opened his eyes just for his emerald eyes to meet sapphire eyes. England could not help but to tell out a moan "Oh for fuck sake. I must be in hell if you are here Frog."

France moves away slightly and a small smile traces it way onto his lips. "I'm happy to see you too, Angleterre."

France then stands up once again and holds out his hand to the other nation on the floor.

After a couple of minutes England reluctantly took the hand and let the blue eyed blonde pull him up. France spotted that England didn't put a lot of weight onto the ankle he had hurt in the forest. France grabbed the other blonde's arm and wrapped it around his neck the best he could.

England pulled away from the Frenchman's touch and accidentally put pressure onto his foot. He let out a small cry of pain and grabbed onto France so that he did not fall. France braced himself so that he could manage the weight of the other and also made sure he had a firm grip on him.

England looked up at the other and saw that the arm that was holding his had a large cut in the sleeve of the upper part of the uniform. England could see through the small gap a part of the bandage. "What happened to you?" England asked.

"It is a long story, mon cher." France answered.

"Don't call me that, Frog."

France just smiled and slowly started to walk so that England was able to keep up with the pace.

Once the pair had reached the end of the bookshelves the looked down the room to see that Italy was stood next to another room in the room. Italy turned slightly and smiled to the pair of blondes. France then stated "Come on, we better get going."

Italy nodded and opened the door. Then once the door was open enough to see out it the Italian let out a small gasp and yelled out "Prussia!"

The albino was about to head down the stairs when he heard his name being called. Prussia head turned to the left so that he was able to spot Italy. "Italy! You're alright! That's Awesome!"

Italy ran to Germany's older brother and hugged him, which Prussia quickly returned. Prussia looked over the smaller nations shoulder to see France and England stood together, with England leaning into France's body. Prussia broke off the hug between him and Italy and yelled out to the other two nations "It's great to see you too, Eyebrows!"

"Yeah, whatever German." Replied the Brit with little interest.

Prussia smirk fell off his lips due to him not liking the fact that England called him German, however before he was able to say anything back, France jumped in. "Prussia, we should really get back to Germany and Japan."

"Wait, Japan? Why the hell is he here?" England asked with concern laced in his voice.

"He followed us here Angleterre."

England just nodded slightly to show that he had heard France and said under his voice "Yeah, I had a feeling Japan would do that."

France looked out of the corner of his eyes to see that England was wearing a small smile on his face. For some reason this caused France's body to fill with anger and he wanted to know why England was so happy to hear that Japan was here. France decided that it would be best not to question the blonde about it and just followed Prussia, who was leading the nations down the stairs.

Italy quickly followed Prussia down them, then once France and England was at the foot of the stairs. England gulped and France could fill the others grip tighten on him. Slowly the two of them started to walk down the stairs and France made sure he had a firm grip on the other.

Finally they reached the bottom of the stairs where Prussia and Italy were stood waiting for them. Once Prussia spotted the other two nations he ran down the corridor while shouting "West and Japan should be in this room up ahead!"

However once he reached the door and peered inside, the albino's eyes widen and he was not happy with what he was seeing. Italy was also stood next to Prussia and looking into the room and quickly yelled out "Germany!"

France and England also reached the door and saw what was wrong. Germany and Japan had there weapons out and were fighting the grey creature once again.

Germany quickly struck the creature on it's grey right arm, This cases the being to move away from the two nations slightly. Germany sees the other nations out of the corner of his eyes and says "Italy, I am glad you are alright."

The creature recovered once again and started to make it's way over to the blonde German again, however before the creature got too close to Germany the being was hit by Japan's tachi down the same arm Germany had just struck.

"Hai, it is also good to see you too England-san, however you all have come at the wrong time." stated Japan

"Ja, the best thing for you to do is run." Commanded Germany.

However none of the new arrivals moved a muscle and this caused Germany to yell this time "Didn't you hear me! I said run!"

I will leave it there for now, I know, I'm cruel. Anyway anyone that reviews can have one of America's hamburgers.