Enter disclaimer here! I'M BACK PEOPLE! Did you miss me? Did ya? I missed y'all! Ok, so convention was nice and I somehow made nationals, which is apparently a good thing, even though I royally fudged up my presentation. Anyway, here is the new chapter. Do people even read these notes? I don't know anymore. Anyway, two things are at the end of the chapter for you to read, so have fun. Thanks for reading and enjoy!

Gavin's POV

I stiffened at the sound of that familiar voice; it was as cold as ever. I twisted around in my chair and met with an achingly familiar sight. My father was standing over me, arms crossed in his usual fashion, with my mother and sister standing behind him. His face was twisted into a deep scowl, my mother's face was set into a horrified expression, and my sister looked surprisingly happy to see me. "I'm sorry, but who are you and why are you glaring at mein liebe," Gilbert asked, breaking the silence.

"I can only guess what liebe means, but I'm this fag's father, so shut the hell up," he responded. Gilbert's crimson eyes flashed angrily and he shot up, standing over my father by a good inch. "Boy, I suggest you walk away and let me deal with my fairy of a son," my father growled.

"Now, now, I'm sure we can resolve this is a nonviolent manor, oui?" Francis suggested, coming between Gilbert and my father. He placed a hand on each person's chest, pushing the two men away from each other. My father slapped his hand away and wiped his own hand on his pants.

"Don't touch me you unholy freak," he hissed at Francis. Francis placed a hand on his chest in mock horror. By now Antonio was standing as well and stood beside me, placing a hand on my shoulder for support.

"Gavin, are you really screwing all of these hot guys?" Hannah asked me, eyes sparkling in admiration. My mother, in an over exaggerated fit of horror, literally passed out at the thought. My father glared at Hannah, making the light in her eyes turn to fear as she cowered.

"Shut the hell up. You can't be encouraging his sinful actions, unless you want to follow him to hell," he spat out. My father then did the one thing I never thought he would do to Hannah. He raised his hand and back-slapped her, hard, across the face. Hannah cried out and fell to the ground, holding her cheek as tears streamed down her cheek.

"Hannah!" I cried out. I rushed over to her and helped her up, examining her face to see if there may be any bruising. She wrapped me into a fierce hug, burying her face into my shoulder. I was suddenly reminded, by her height, that she was only a year younger than me.

"Listen, we should all just sit down and talk this out. No need for things to go any farther than they already have, si?" Antonio said, smiling reassuringly at Hannah and me.

"I'd much rather punch the shit out of this douche. He hurt mein Gavin so much he deserves death. Nein, he deserves divine punishment," Gilbert said, cracking his knuckles.

"Bring it on princess; a faggot can't beat me anyway. I'll get this boy back and finally make him repent for his sins against God," my father retaliated. Gilbert's clenched hands shook angrily and his jaw was tight. Before Francis or Antonio could stop him, Gilbert raised his fist and punched the man square in the jaw. He, being a country and all, must have used quite a bit of force, because my father passed out just from that one punch.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave before I call the cops," the manager of the restaurant says to us.

"Now you show up?! Where were you when this man started the whole thing?" I asked him. The guy just shrugged, gave us another warning, and walked off to the kitchen area. "Hannah, you should let go now. I have to go and someone has to stay here for when they wake up," I say, looking down at the top of Hannah's head. Green eyes looked up, from behind black bangs, to meet my own.

"Please, can't I stay with you? I don't want to go back with mommy and daddy. They're so mean to me," she pleaded, clutching onto my shirt even tighter.

"Why don't you let the chica stay? You wouldn't have to miss her anymore," Antonio said, helping Hannah's argument. Francis was standing beside Antonio, nodding his head in agreement. I looked towards Gilbert, trying to get some support or advice or something.

"It's up to you liebe. You'll have my awesome support either way," he said. I looked back down at Hannah, who was looking into my eyes again, and noticed the tears that threatened to spill over. I sighed and pulled her back into a hug.

"I suppose you can stay with us, but please, no more asking if I'm screwing people," I conceded. Hannah's face lit up and she hugged me even tighter, effectively squeezing the breath out of me.

"Thank you so much big bro. I promise not to ask if you are screwing people, but you never did answer my question. Are you really dating all three of these guys?" she asked, eyes sparkling in admiration again.

"Nein, he is only dating mein awesomeness. I'm the only one that can handle how awesome your bruder really is," Gilbert replied, placing an arm around my shoulder. Hannah squealed in delight, ran over to Antonio and Francis, and pulled them into a hug.

"Yes! Hot men that I can totally seduce!" she exclaimed. Antonio flushed slightly, but Francis wiggled his eyebrows and snaked an arm around her waist.

"I would be honored to be seduced by an angel such as you," he whispered in her ear. I marched over, yanked Hannah away from them, and glared at the two men.

"No seducing my sister! That shouldn't even have to be a rule," I said to them. Hannah sighed sadly, but didn't try to contradict me in any way. "Good, now let's get back to the dorm, I want to tell the others about what happened," I said.

Everyone nodded and we headed back to the dorm room. The walk was filled with telling Hannah about what had been happening to me since I had left. We didn't want Hannah to know about them being countries, so I came up with a lie about how I met Gilbert. I told her I had thrown a dictionary at some loud mouthed kid during lunch and walked out of the classroom, but was stopped by Gilbert and the rest was history.

"Here it is," I said, gesturing towards the dorm building. Hannah looked up, taking in the sight of the large building, as we walked up the steps.

"Wow, it's really big. Do you all have dorms here?" she asked.

"Well, we're currently sharing a dorm with ten other people. It's a little cramped in there," I explained. I opened the door to our dorm room as I spoke. Before Hannah could reply I was tackled by a certain red headed girl.

"Gavin! We were so worried about you! Where the hell have you been? The school accidentally sent our contact info to people from our past! Who the hell is the girl with you?!" she asked, sending question after question at me.

"I was out with these guys in a diner. I guess that explains why my family was also at the diner. This is my sister Hannah," I say, responding to every question she asked.

"So this is the famous Hannah, I didn't realize she was so close to our age," Luke said. He was sitting next to Hungary, by the phone, and looked relieved to see us.

"Oh my gosh, she is just too cute. We should keep her away from Francis and Antonio," Lucy commented. She was sitting on Russia's lap, who was sitting on the couch. She had a rag in her hand and was currently polishing two pipes.

"Wow, she's so bella, I didn't know you had a sister Gavin," Italy commented. Germany and Japan nodded as well, slightly puzzled by her sudden appearance.

"Man Gavin, how many of the men here are you screwing again?" Hannah asked. My face exploded as Lucy, Luke, and Alex all laughed at her comment. Hungary smiled sweetly, but possessively placed a hand on Luke's arm. Japan and Germany blushed deeply and Italy stood there innocently.

"Hannah, I thought I told you about asking that!" I hissed at her. She shrugged her shoulders and went over to the couch, plopping down and making herself at home.

"You're alright kid, I like your attitude. Now, you want to hear some embarrassing stories about our dear little Gavin?" Lucy asked. Hannah nodded excitedly, making herself even more comfortable to enjoy my humiliation.

"Guys, we don't have time for that. We need to discuss what we're going to do about these people showing up in town," Luke said, seriousness etched across his face.

"Right, everyone should listen to Luke right now. I'd really like to not run into my father again, especially after Gilbert knocking him out cold," I said. Everyone found a place to sit, or stand, in the living room and turned their attention to Luke.

"Now, we have three options here."

Well, now Hannah is in the picture too. I want to make something clear real quick. Hannah was on Gavin's side the whole time, but was too scared to actually say anything. So, while she never did anything to help Gavin, she never actually abused him either. Ok two important things. 1) I'm hoping someone recognized the reference I made to my first fic on this site. If not go read My Little Devil to understand the reference. 2) Who is y'all's favorite 2p? This is going to be important later on, so tell me truthfully. Thanks for reading, comment stuff, and look forward to the next chapter.