I deeply, sincerely apologize for this extremely late update…! DX I was busy with other stuff––mainly working on videos (that I'll upload soon enough :I)––and kinda forgot about this… ._.;; My only thing to say is…expect stuff like this to happen from here on out…I'm very lazy...

96bittersweetblackcat : Haha, thanks! xD No, actually, I haven't. Egolseifsh/Egomama is the only DECO*27 song I've heard. I might look it up sometime soon, though.

19th-of-the-12th : Well, I love Alice in Wonderland, so I guess it's no surprise~ Yep, I'm with you on that. I like pitting them up against dangers––especially ones people wouldn't think of––and have them go through the loss of another and such….well, that, and I just like killing of characters for some reason.

It wasn't cheesy. :)

Ayumi Kudou : Yep. Sorry, I'm such a slow updater! Dx Crack pairings rock~!

ItaLiech fanboy : ItaLiech and UKSey are absolutely adorable! *u* England/Italy isn't really my thing, but I do like SeyLiech as well. I love all the characters~

Oh, thank you~! A HetaOni AU… ;-; I love HetaOni, but dang––I get so many nightmares from it…and it makes me so sad…Alrighty~

Warning: Some friendly PruLiech is thrown in here.


Faint Hearts


For some reason, England could not find Liechtenstein anywhere. He'd looked through the halls where they held their world meetings, he'd asked Switzerland and Japan and Russia and all the girls, but they had no idea where the Germanic nation had run off to. England and Liechtenstein were supposed to have a little date––he'd finally gotten Switzerland's approval after months of waiting and begging––but now, she was…missing.

So he decided to give up with a defeated sigh. He knew very well that she wasn't ditching him––she was never one to do such things, and she wasn't a good actress, either––but he was still wondering why she'd all of a sudden disappeared within the last thirty minutes of the world meeting…

The island nation glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and bit his lip. He could try and go to her house to see if she was there, but that was unlikely––and Switzerland would rip his head off if he discovered he'd set foot past his boundaries, even more so his yard. But it was when he saw the famed, self-proclaimed Bad Touch Trio––which, for those who are rather illiterate and can't understand simple words, means a group of three people––walking out the door leisurely…but there was one big thing missing:

Prussia.

Spain and France––otherwise known as Antonio and Francis––were chuckling and exiting, most likely off to have a drinking contest. Prussia was always there with them, usually heading the group with the knowledge that he would win again. Now that he thought about it, he didn't see the Prussian albino anywhere––and he normally attended the meetings, despite not being a country anymore––and that little fact worried England oh so much.

Prussia, Gilbert Beilschmidt––he was well-known for being a huge troublemaker, and would find whatever he could do along with his cronies to wreak havoc during a fairly peaceful time. Liechtenstein's face popped up into his head and he sprung out of his chair, dashing past Antonio and Francis––who stared at him, puzzled, before continuing their conversation––and outside, his blood running hot.

Why, if he found that damned Prussian anywhere near Liechtenstein, he'd turn more violent and serious than Vash himself. He listed all the places he thought Gilbert––or possibly Liechtenstein, if she indeed was with him––would be without Francis and Antonio as he raced down a wide street, not aware of where he was heading at the moment. He then nodded silently to himself and broke out into a run, passing every café and comic shop and embroidery store and tea shop he knew of, until he finally stopped, out of breath, and leaned against the brick wall of an abandoned building, panting heavily. It was then that his cell phone rang in the pocket of his jeans, and he pulled it out, relieved and shocked to see Liechtenstein's face on the screen, showing she was the caller. He hastily answered, and put the device up to his ear.

"Sisia? Where are you?" he asked, tripping over his own words. He heard her familiar, soft giggle and sighed inwardly––she was alright, thank heavens––and pressed a hand against his his chest, where his galloping heart was beginning to slow down.

"Calm down, Arthur!" she laughed––accompanied with shuffling noises in the background––with a pause. "I'm sorry if you thought I forgot."

"No, no, I was just wondering where you were…" he mumbled, quickly pulling the phone away to check the time––4: 27, sharp. "You had me worried." The Germanic nation giggled again.

"Oh, Arthur I'm at––hey, will you stop that? That tickles!" She broke out into a fit of laughter and Arthur heard another voice come from Sisia's end of the line––to which he raised a curious eyebrow at––but mostly ignored. Once she'd finally calmed down and regain her breath, she continued, "Entschuldigung, I'm at Prussia's house!" As if sensing that anger was slowly rising in the Brit, she quickly added, "I'm just trying to decide what pattern would be best to make a cloth for Canada, and since Prussia's good friends with him, I decided to ask him!" There was tense silence for a few minutes until Arthur sighed.

"…I'm sorry for freaking out like that, Sisia," Arthur apologized, a small smile gracing his face. It was impossible for him to stay angry at the adorable little nation––she was like his kryptonite, his ultimate weakness that would make him give into anything. He heard more background noise.

"Where are you?" Sisia asked softly, despite her companion being Gilbert.

"You know that comic store you and Russia often visit…?" he asked.

"You're there? Alright, I'll be there really soon!" He heard her mutter something to Gilbert before they both said their unneeded goodbyes and she hung up, leaving him to walk up to the nearby comic store a few streets down and wait at the glass door entrance, that small smile never leaving his face––

only widening when he saw her small figure run up to him in the dying sunlight, tackling him with a loving, warm hug.


*entschuldigung : sorry (German)

Ah, I had my depression appointment on the 25th. I do have signs of depression and/or anxiety, but it's not full-blown. I'll keep seeing the woman––whom I shall call Mrs. S if I have to mention her again––for a while. She thinks I've pulled out of focus (like me quitting my work, never finishing anything), and that I can try getting back on track (I also mentioned I daydream a lot). She said that if I don't make improvements, I'll be put onto some pills.

She also told me things that she noticed about me––that I'm very, very caring, honest, articulate, thoughtful, bright––which made me turn as red as a cherry. xD And I discovered I really do have true friends––I was bawling on my bus for…various reasons…and my two high-schooler friends (oh, look, a hint at my age) came over and the girl hugged me and said all these really nice things…and then she said that I can always come talk to her, no matter what––that she'd always be there for me. The boy said that, too, and that they were my friends and always would be…

So, yeah…I'm in a pretty good mood as of late. :)

And, onto this story…I think next chapter'll feature Pokémon, since I love the games (and the manga, hhhhhn).

~~Moxie Rayne