Dreams and Who?

AN: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorryyyy~! () I'm pretty sure guys are pissed at me for not updating for a while. Don't kill me! I was just so caught up in enjoying summer and my other fanfic. I apologize~! I'm feeling really guilty right now. I will update this story but not quite as often anymore cause I have another story to write and I'll be very busy. Thanks to everyone who reviewed to the story so far. Also another thing, Some reviewers want my OC!Philippines to end up with SOMEONE. I'm NOT telling you WHO cause it's a surprise. If Liza ends up becoming a MS…well so be it…I'm saying sorry to some reviewers who wanted her not to turn out into a MS…but HEY! I wanna write what I pops in my head and share it with fellow readers. Anyway, If I don't stop soon I might go on and on….Here's the long awaited Chapter 10….ENJOY~! (WARNING: HORRID TAGALOG AHEAD…)

Matthew glanced at the sleeping girl on his bed and sighed. The new comer had fainted earlier in the Conference room after she saw him. She was talking to Kumachichi when he had finished gathering his belongings and she started screaming when she saw him.

'She fainted because I looked like a ghost!' The poor Canadian thought and a depressing aura surrounded him. 'No one ever notices me...and the fact that my brother looks like me doesn't help…' Matthew spotted his pet polar bear on the floor and picks him up.

"At least Kumachichi knows who I am right?" The blond smiled at the bear who just looked at him with a confused expression.

"Who are you?" The polar bear titled its head and this caused Matthew to cry silently in a corner after that. The little blob of fur sat beside him and continued to ask his depressed owner who he was.

~*~*~HETALIA~*~*~

Maria Flordeliza was back in the rich and peaceful countryside where she would spend her leisure time when she wasn't working. She saw some of her fellow countrymen working in the fields but they too absorbed in their work to notice her as she passed by. It was already midday since the sun was shining brightly, Liza spots a nearby mango tree and decided to lie under the shade and watch the clouds in the sky. It was a cool sunny afternoon and for Liza it was the perfect time for a siesta. Philippines felt her eyes getting heavier with each passing second, the wind rustled the leaves of the mango tree and she could faintly hear someone calling her name.

'Maria Flordeliza! Filipinas! Maria Flor!'

'Hangin lang yan…' The petite girl thought sleepily and smiled as the wind gently caressed her face. She was about to fall asleep when she suddenly felt cold hands touch her face and her eyes snapped open. She saw someone sitting beside her and she quickly sat up to look at the individual.

"Sino k-?" Philippines stopped mid question and her eyes widened in shock. She stared at the familiar person beside her for a long time and tears welled up in her eyes. Liza lifted her hand to touch the man's shoulder but instead he took her hand in his own calloused ones and patted it.

"Maria Flor ... realmente no está un poco viejo para dormir la siesta?" The man beside Liza grinned as he presented her with a bouquet of waling-walings (1*). Liza took the flowers and she could feel the cool tears leaking out of her eyes. She swiped at the tears vainly and the person beside Liza handed her his own handkerchief.

"P-Pepe…" Philippines took her fellow countryman's handkerchief and dried her eyes. "Estásaquí ...Por fín estáen casa."

"Now, now, Maria Liza, there's no need to cry…" Her fellow countryman comforted her with a smile. "Yes, I just arrived a few days ago…I wanted to surprise you."

"And you certainly did, Jose." Philippines grinned as she placed the flowers on her lap gingerly. Silence fell between the two and only the crackle of the wind blowing through the tree's leaves could be heard. The tanned girl glanced at her companion who was admiring the view of the fields. "Are you leaving again?"

'Pakiusap, huwag kang umalis…' The tanned girl clutched her friend's handkerchief tightly as she pleaded silently.

Jose Protacio Rizal Mercado y Alonzo Realonda(2*), also known to his family and close friends as 'Pepe', glanced back to at his beloved country. The last time Philippines had seen Pepe was probably more than 10 years ago, He had become a great man who had excelled in several professions and he had also encouraged his fellow countrymen to receive an education. Liza was proud of him at the same time worried that the Spanish leaders in the present government might try to harm Jose and charge him for being in touch the Katipunan , the secret militant society. They have become suspicious and the Spanish leaders kept a close eye over Jose's family and relatives.

" …I still have something to do..." The short man spoke in a calm manner and folded his hands together before looking at Maria Flordeliza with a solemn expression. "…Pinangako kong magiging malaya ka…Gagawin namin ang lahat para magiging malaya ka."

Liza stared at her fellow Filipino, a smile crept over her face but in her heart she was worried. "S-salamat po, Pepe…pero hindi ko gutsong makita kang mapahamak…" Philippines shook her head and placed her hand over Jose's tanned ones. "Gusto kong ligtas ka."

The older man shook his head. "Huwag kang mag-alala Filipinas. Kahit anuman mangyari sa akin, kahit papatayin ako ng mga awtoridad marami pa rin ang mag-aalsa laban sa mga Castila." Rizal sighed and glanced at the scenery in front of them. " Ginagawa naming ito para sa iyo dahil mahal ka namin. Ang iyong kalayaan ay ang pinakamahalaga ngayon, Filipinas. Kami ay maglalaban hangang sa huling oras ng aming mga buhay upang magiging malaya ang inang-bayan."

Maria Flordeliza stared at the man beside her and smiled gently. There was suddenly a gust of wind and it temporarily blinded the petite nation's eye sight. She covered her face with her hands and once Liza had recovered, she found herself in the crowded streets of Bagumbayan. The sun hadn't even and there seemed to be an event of some sort. She tapped an old lady by the shoulder and asked what was happening.

"Anak, Hindi mo ba alam?Ngayon ang araw na babarilin si Doktor Rizal." The elder lady replied and Philippines immediately started to push herself to the front . She pushed her way through the front of the crowd but there was a line of Spanish soldiers that kept the crowd back. She looked past one of the soldiers and her eyes widened when she saw the familiar figure of the man who had told her stories about his travels.

"P-Pepe!(3*)" She gasped quietly. Rizal, as if he heard her, glanced in her direction and gave her a gentle smile. He wore a black suit and hat while facing away from the firing squad. Liza could see that he was clutching a rosary in his right hand and his face held the expression of solemnity and calmness. Philippines sucked a harsh breath when she realized that it was her own people, Filipinos who were part of the Spanish army, were the one who were ordered to execute Rizal. The tanned girl immediately felt hot tears cascading down her face but she refused to blink even once since this will be the last time she will ever see her close friend alive.

"FUEGO!" the command came loud and sharp then there was a series of gunshots. Jose Rizal's body fell to the ground with his body twisted towards the direction of the firing squad and his face towards azure sky.

"Viva España! Muerte a los traidores!" The Spanish individuals cheered while Philippines closed her eyes and wept silently. She trembled and hugged herself as those around her cheered and celebrated the death of her patriot, teacher and close friend.

~*~*~HETALIA~*~*~

"JOSE!" Maria Flordeliza screeched as she jolted up from the bed where she was lying in. She was seating and she felt something wet on her face and realized they were tears.

'…A Dream…It seemed so real though…' The tanned girl rubbed her face and quickly realized she was in someone's bed and not hers.Liza's eyes widened, sucked a harsh breath before lifting the blankets to glance down at her body. 'Oh God. Oh God. Oh God...'

"…Please tell me nothing happened…Please tell me NOTHING happened…" The tanned nation muttered to herself and gave a sigh of relief when saw that her baro't saya was ruffled but it looked fine 'That was quite a scare…Umm…where am I anyway?' Philippines glanced around her surroundings to see if anyone was present in the said suite. She patted her pockets and realized that she didn't have her phone with her. 'Come to think of it … I left my phone in my bag…' Liza face groaned as she face palmed. '…which is STILL in my seat in the Conference Room…'

Maria Flordeliza was too busy face palming to notice a tall blond man who wore a familiar tan suit suddenly entering the room and carried the polar bear the tanned nation had met earlier. Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, had noticed that Liza was now awake and currently had buried her face in her hand. "Ah! You're finally awake, Miss Philippines."

The tanned nation looked up and her eyes widened in recognition "A-ALFRED!" The tanned girl yelled in surprise and scowled at the perplexed blond. Liza gave him a scathing glare and an intense scowl which scared the poor Canadian who hugged his polar bear to his chest very tightly causing the bear to growl in protest. "W-WHY DID YOU BRING ME HERE! DID YOU KIDNAP ME!"

"Y-You got it all wrong! I'm not Alfred!" The poor blond shouted and Matthew took a step back to but the petite nation remained unconvinced and this time climbed out of the bed and made her way towards the poor. The petite nation was emitting a dark aura that towered over the Canadian. 'She doesn't believe me! Why does everyone mistake me for that idiot!'

"IF THIS IS SOME SORT OF SICK JOKE I DON'T FIND IT FUNNY!" Philippines hissed while sending a death glare at and she started making her way towards the bespectacled blond who was shaking his head franticly while walking backwards. "HOW DARE YOU SCARE ME, AMERICA!"

"I'M NOT LYING! MY NAME'S MATTHEW! I'M CANADA!"

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" The Filipina growled, grabbed him by the collar and started shaking poor Matthew really hard. The blond released his hold on his polar bear and the little mammal fell to the floor, face first. "I SAID DON'T LIE TO ME!" The tanned nation narrowed her eyes and tightened her hold on the Canadian's collar.

"I'M NOT LYING!" Matthew could see the deadly glint in the smaller country's eyes and he tried to loosen the female country's strong grip but failed. The blonde raised both of his hands in front of his face to protect himself from a possible blow from the tanned nation. "MAAAPPPLLLLEEEEE!"

There was suddenly a knock on the door and both Liza and Matthew simultaneously looked at the door. There was a voice behind the doors and Liza stiffened when she realized who it was.

"YO! MATTIE! IT'S ALFRED!"

Philippines quickly turned to the poor man, whom she was close to choking a few moments ago, and took a good hard look at the blonde in front of her.

'…Lighter blonde hair, Longer locks, A longer hair curl, Amethyst eyes, Soft-spoken and a timid nature…' Liza's eyes widened and realized that the blond had been telling the truth the whole time. 'Ohh….cr*p…This isn't Alfred…'

The door to the suite suddenly slammed open and both the tanned nation and a certain blue-eyed American waltzed in uninvited. Alfred F. Jones' has loosened his tie and had his hands in his pockets.

"HEY MATTIE! WANNA GO GET DINN—" The bespectacled blue-eyed blonde stopped mid-sentence and was rooted a few steps into the floor. America stared at his brother and his ex-colony while a million assumptions ran through his pretty blonde head. Alfred's eyes narrowed when he saw Liza's grasp on his brother's collar and the both Philippines' and Canada's face were a few inches away from each other.

"L-LIZA! MATTIE!" In seconds the usual cheerful country was now emitting an intimidating aura and wore a smile but the corner of his mouth was twitching continuously. "What are you two doing?"

"A-ALFRED! It's not what you think!" Liza immediately released the amethyst-eyed blond, who shivered in fear, and made calming motions. "I-I just woke up and-"

"I was just helping Miss Philippines, Alfred." The Canadian interrupted the tanned nation while rubbing his head and glancing around looking for his polar bear.

America folded his arms in front of his chest, looking like a jealous kid, and raised an eyebrow while looking at the two. "Really? That doesn't explain the fact why Liza's here though, Mattie…"

Maria Flordeliza glared at her ex-colonizer and hissed. "Well, Alfred, this nice young man brought me here to rest after I fainted in the Conference room and –-"

"GROWWLLL!" Philippines' eyes widened and looked down in embarrassment. She tried to hide the blush that stained her cheeks and glared at the floor.

"…"

"…"

"…AHAHAHAHA!" The blue-eyed spectacled blond started laughing and tears were forming in his eyes. The American patted his ex-colony's back while grinning. "I guess that's why you fainted, hmm?"

Matthew chuckled and motioned towards the small kitchen "Would you like some pancakes, Miss Phili—"

The tanned nation raised her hand to interrupt the Canadian. "Please, call me Liza…" the petite nation gave a shy smile and extended her hand in front of Matthew. "…and….umm…I'm sorry for mistaking you as America earlier and…well…almost killing you, Mr. Canada, right?"

The amethyst-eyed blond scratched his cheek and gave the female nation a bashful smile before taking the tanned nation's petite hand. "Y-yes…M-Matthew Williams."

Philippines smiled at Matthew and Alfred's felt a bit left out tried to get their attention. He cleared his throat and was granted by the tanned nation's attention. "So Liza…you hungry?"

"Ah! I-it's alright…It's quite late and I need to go back to the Conference room to gather my things." The tanned nation sighed heavily and smiled sadly. '…Naiwan ko pa yung mga documento, cell phone at susi ko sa pitaka ko sa Conference Room...'

"Ah! I'm so sorry about not gathering your belongings, Miss Philippines…" The Canadian looked down on the floor with a flushed face, "It would have saved you from making another trip back…I apolo—"

"No. There's no need for you to apologise at all! I should be the one apologising..."Liza shook her head with an abashed smile as she interrupted the other blonde. "I also should gather your belongings and drop them off later since you carried me here…and call me Liza…"

"Ah! T-there's no need for that!" The amethyst-eyed blond protested but the tanned nation waved it off.

"It's the least I can do for you, Matthew!" Philippines insisted. "You carried me all the way here and I took your bed too!"

"A-alright then…Thank you, Miss-Liza…" Matthew corrected himself, gave the petite nation an endearing smile and Liza returned it.

"Ahem…" Alfred cleared his throat breaking and placed an arm around the tanned nation's shoulder who glared at him at the corner of her eye. "Well…Liza and I should get going now, Mattie, see you tomorrow…" The blue-eyed blond grinned and towed Liza towards the doors of the suite.

"A-AH! ALFRED, WAI-!" The Canadian was interrupted by the doors closing behind the two and he sighed heavily. Matthew felt something tugging his pant leg and looked down to see his polar bear. "Oh! Kumachichi! Did you need something?"

"Feed me…"

Matthew sighed, scooped the blob of fur in his arms and made his way to the kitchen. 'Well…at least my pancakes won't go to waste…'

~*~*~OUTSIDE~*~*~

The two nations had been walked down the hall and took the elevator to the lobby. The spectacled blonde wracked his head for ideas on how to spend time with the Filipina but it seemed impossible because of their tight schedule. Then it suddenly hit him…

"Hey, Liza, do you need help gathering Mattie's stuff?" Alfred asked while glancing at the petite nation in the corner of his eye. "I can get them for him and we can have dinner together like old times!" The American grinned.

"Ummm…Well…" Philippines tilted her head to the side, hesitating. "…"

'This is my chance to spend time with Liza! Say yes. Say yes. Say yes…Pleaaase say yes…' Alfred chanted in his head and gave her a cute smile. 'Come on, Liza! Say yes. Pleeeease?'

"…Umm…Salamat po… b-but I think I can manage on my own, America…" The petite nation could feel a sweat drop down the side of her face and she gave a nervous laugh. chuckled when she saw the blond lower his head with downcast expression on his face.

'Well…I guess dinner with Alfred wouldn't hurt …' Philippines thought, feeling a bit sympathetic towards Alfred.

"Umm…well…I guess we can go and have dinner together"

"Really, Liza?" Alfred's eyes lit up and beamed. He places his hands behind his back as he stepped closer towards the tanned nation, invading her personal space, and the blond closed his eyes and leaned down towards the surprised nation who blushed.

"ALFRED! WHAT ARE YOU-!"

'A little bit more…just a bit more…and—' His lips were only a few inches from Liza's own when he felt a sudden burst of pain at the base of his chin and the force had him thrown back(4*). He slipped and slammed the back of his head on the elevator's inside bar railings and he proceeded to fainted.

Maria Flordeliza was still blushing as she glared at the American, who was knocked out cold on the elevator floor, and sighed in relief. 'That was a close one…damned America trying to pull moves on me again…' Liza shook her head in annoyance.

She stepped out of the elevator and quickly made her way towards the doors of the hotel. The doorman greeted her and she gave him a smile before taking off in the direction of the building where the conference was held this morning.

"I need to hurry and get those documents…"Liza mumbled to herself as she took long and fast strides but she did not notice that a certain emerald-eyed country had taken an umbrella and trailed behind her or the dark, heavy clouds rolling in.

TRANSLATIONS

'Hangin lang yan' ~ 'That's just the wind'

"Maria Flor ... realmente no está un poco viejo para dormir la siesta?" ~ "Really Maria Flor...aren't you a little too old for naps?"

"Estásaquí ...Por fín estáen casa." ~ "You're here...You're finally home."

'Pakiusap, huwag kang umalis…' ~ 'Please, don't leave...'

"…Pinangako kong magiging malaya ka…Gagawin namin ang lahat para magiging malaya ka." ~ "I promised that you would be free...We are going to do everything so you can be happy."

"S-salamat po, Pepe…pero hindi ko gutsong makita kang mapahamak…" ~ "Thank you, Pepe...but I don't want to see you in danger..."

"Gusto kong ligtas ka." ~ "I want you to be safe."

"Huwag kang mag-alala Filipinas. Kahit anuman mangyari sa akin, kahit papatayin ako ng mga awtoridad marami pa rin ang mag-aalsa laban sa mga Castila." ~ " Don't worry, Philippines. Whatever happens to me, even if the (Spanish) authorities kill me there will still be many of our people who will rebel against the Spanish."

" Ginagawa naming ito para sa iyo dahil mahal ka namin. Ang iyong kalayaan ay ang pinakamahalaga ngayon, Filipinas. Kami ay maglalaban hangang sa huling oras ng aming mga buhay upang magiging malaya ang inang-bayan." ~ "We are doing this because we love you. Your freedom is the most important thing right now, Filipinas. We will fight until the last hour of our lives so our mother land will be finally free."

"Anak, Hindi mo ba alam?Ngayon ang araw na babarilin si Doktor Rizal." ~ "Child, Do you not know what day it is? Today is the day Doctor Rizal will be shot."

"FUEGO!" "FIRE!"

"Viva España! Muerte a los traidores!" ~ "Long Live Spain! Death to Traitors!"

'…Naiwan ko pa yung mga documento, cell phone at susi ko sa pitaka ko sa Conference Room...' ~ '...I left my documents, cell phone and key (to her suite) in my bag which is in the Conference Room...'

Waling-walings (1*) ~ it is a flower of the orchid family, also called 'Sander's Euanthe'. It is considered to be to be the "Queen of Philippine flowers" (It's very purtty..:3)

Jose Protacio Rizal Mercado y Alonzo Realonda(2*) ~ was a Filipino Polymath, patriot and the most prominent advocate for reform in the Philippines during the Spanish colonial era. He is regarded as the foremost Filipino patriot and is listed as one of the national heroes of the Philippines. (Seriously, you guys should KNOW him...)

"P-Pepe!(3*)" ~ Jose Rizal's nickname.

(4*) Palm Heel - Is a classic self-defence strike where the hand is pulled back to engage the base of the palm in an upwards thrusting strike. This is particularly dangerous if applied to the base of the nose or chin and can result in death.

Hi guys, I'm so sorry if there are typos...it's cause it's 4 in the morning here...(=.=)"...anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it...*yawn*...and a thanks to all my reviewers...