Falke: So sorry for the wait in updates, which isn't typical of me. A certain someone was begging me not to update. I was nice and listened. Now, too bad, it's going up. Yay. HetaliaShadow doesn't own Hetalia. If we did, Turkey would be dead, France dead, Prussia bigger character, Prussia with Hungary, and other stuff too.

Onee-chan: i am editing this and there is no was i would let prussia be with hungary, he totally deserves poland

Chapter 10

In the bathroom, Gilbert, Mathew, and Feliks had just arrived. Feliks huffed at Ivan's cruelty and Gilbert was currently holding the crying Canadian.

"How bad do you hurt?" Gilbert asked softly

Mathew just whimpered, still bent over. Gilbert picked him up and sat him on the sink.

Feliks walked over. "You may want to look at where he got punched, idiot"
Gilbert blushed but looked at Mathew

"I'm going to lift your shirt up then alright?" Gilbert asked, bright red

Mathew nodded his head. Gilbert took the hem of Mathew's shirt and lifted it up. A bruise from Ivan's fist was fresh and painful looking.

"Should we do anything?" Gilbert asked Feliks

Feliks sighed and in a sarcastic voice said "No, just freaking look at it"

Gilbert blushed more. "Fine let's go back to the dorms then"

Feliks didn't say anything but walked back to the part and back to Toris.

Gilbert put Mathew's shirt back down.

"Can you walk straight?" Gilbert asked

Mathew tired straightening out but winced and bent back over.

"No, hurt too much" he said in a high voice

Gilbert didn't say anything but picked up Mathew and walked out the door, then through the party, past Ivan, and to his car.

He put Mathew in the passenger side and got in the driver's seat.

"You are going to lay down when we get back" Gilbert said

Mathew didn't protest.

Back in the party Toris had left the bar, and Arthur had taken over.

Arthur was passing out drinks and mixing them. Alfred sat at the bar.

"Hm, I'll take a Brit Kiss" he said with a smile

Arthur turned thinking he heard wrong. "What's a 'Brit Twist?"

Alfred smiled "A Brit Kiss" He said snickering

Arthur chuckled "Yeah and how much will you pay?"

"Hm, I think it should be free, after all, I'm letting you bask in my heroicness" Alfred said with a grin

Arthur cracked a smile. He leaned over the bar quickly and gave him a quick kiss.

"There sir, was your Brit Kiss" he laughed

Alfred smiled. "Well what about a little more than that?"

Arthur saw no one else in line. He ran, depending on Alfred to follow.

He opened the supply closet, finding Tino and Berwald in a hot make out session. He slammed the door, and found another, which led to the side alley. It would work though. He waited for Alfred.

Back inside Hercules and Sadiq were in a very intense stare-down.

No one moved.

No one breathed.

Sadiq's eyes burned into Kiku's

Sadiq got out his knife and stabbed it and Kiku, but he grabbed it, and in one swift motion, broke his wrist.

Sadiq hissed and threw a wild punch toward Kiku, who side stepped it.

Then in a quick series of hits Kiku knocked him out.

But he was enraged, and beyond pissed.

With his calm face he dragged Sadiq to the room nearby which held crates of food. Corn, it was, most likely to brew whiskey.

Kiku got a deranged idea. He took a piece of corn from the crate and grated it against the rough wood walls until one end was sharp.

Sadiq started to stir and Kiku kicked him.

Antonio, who was walking past, saw the door was slightly ajar. He opened it all the way and saw Sadiq, then Kiku.

He entered, he too angry at Sadiq for what he did to Romano.

"May I kill him?" Antonio asked cheerfully

Kiku gave a sharp nodded handing him the sharpened corn.

Antonio walked over to Sadiq, who was laying face down, and rammed the sharpened corn up his ass. (a/n: you die, i laugh)

Literally.

He screamed and jerked in pain, but Kiku was down upon him, taking his knife away and gesturing for Antonio to leave.

Antonio left, wiping the blood on Sadiq.

Kiku turned out the lights and closed the door.

Sadiq would be dead by morning. He'd bleed out. He couldn't walk either.

Wouldn't the next person who went to get corn be surprised?

Kiku went to join Hercules, who was, doing what he did best. Sleeping.

Kiku offered a small smile and lifted his companion up and walked to the car. Despite his small frame, he was strong.

He drove them back to campus, not at all worried about what he did with Sadiq.

Mathias was currently standing in front of Lukas, pinning him to the wall. He had hands on either side of the wall, his face close to Lukas.

And he didn't even have to say anything before Lukas crashed their lips together.

Back on the other side of the bar, Antonio re-joined Romano, who was swaying to the music a bit. A slow song came on, and Antonio got an idea.

"Care for a dance?" he asked with a smile

Romano looked up. "No, tomato bastard"

Antonio smiled still. "Please Roma?"

Romano flushed at the nickname. Or the level of alcohol he had consumed.

"Fine, if you don't call me that again" he said crossing his arms

"I won't if you dance" Antonio stated extending his hand

Romano vaguely smiled. "Alright" he said standing

Antonio smiled and they walked to the dance floor.

"But uh… I can't dance." Romano said blushing

"I can, just stand on my feet then." he said

Romano did and Antonio started to slowly dance. He snaked his arms around Romano's waist, and Romano put his arms around Antonio's neck.

He leaned into Antonio's chest and whispered, so quit Antonio almost didn't catch it.

"Thank you."

Antonio grinned and softly said back "You're welcome"

Back in unhappier parts of the bar, Francis was looking for Arthur. He caught Alfred, the stupid American slipping out the back door earlier, but made nothing of it.

Until he observed Arthur was gone as well.

He smashed into people and barged through the door leading to the alley where he saw Alfred and Arthur kissing madly.

Alfred's hands were around Arthur's waist and Arthur's hands were getting tangled in Alfred's hair.

Francis yelled, but I sounded like a mix of a hiss and yelp.

The two sprung apart. Francis, made with anger, stormed up to Alfred and slammed him into the brick wall and with no hesitation, took a beer bottle from the ground and cracked it over his head, embedding glass in his head. He fell to the ground, motionless.

Falke- mwahahaha wasn't that fun kiddies? Well Onee Chan is gonna wrap this up next chapter, just saying. So, care to review for us maybe? Hey, if you review maybe it won't take as long to update next time ja?

Onee-chan: kiddies? what is this? day-care?