Truth… or Lies?

Eva was thoroughly confused.
Kiku had kissed her, which had been AWESOME, and now they were surrounded by a whole bunch of men. All of which seemed to know him.

"I can't bloody believe it. You go missing for almost a month and THIS is where we find you. Of all the places…" the British guy began muttering under his breath.

"Yeah man. How un-awesome," the albino with red eyes crossed his arms.

"Oh like you cared Prussia," the British man snapped.

"Gosh England. You may be in a bad mood but don't take it out on everyone else," the Frenchman seemed to be scolding him.

"Shut up you bloody-wanker! Who asked you?" the man, England snapped.

Wait a second, England and Prussia? Where these people going by the names of countries? Eva tightened her grip on Kiku's shirt.

The Chinese man with the Hello Kitty doll ran up to Kiku and tried to hug him. Kiku dodged easil and the man fell over.

"Not cool Japan~aru," the man complained.

"You know how I feel about people touching me, China-san," Kiku said, sounding like this was an everyday occurrence that he was sick of.

"That's no way to treat your older brother," China huffed as he stood up.

"I'm not your brother," Kiku told him.

Eva felt like she was going to pass out, why were they calling Kiku Japan?

"Japan you might want to explain things to your friend, or girlfriend, or whatever. She looks very confused," the German looked at her with sympathy.

"I thought we were using our human names while we were here," an Italian spoke up. His arms were covered in glow sticks.

"Crap, your right," the very obvious American said. He was covered in red, white and blue body paint and he was wearing a WWII bomber jacket over an "I 3 New York" T-shirt.

"Maybe we should go somewhere more private," Kiku suggested. He glanced at Eva, who was STILL confused.

They ended up at the hotel all these men were staying at. The American introduced himself to Eva as Alfred F. Jones. As they sat in his room Eva decided that he was the most patriotic American she had ever met. The walls were covered in American flags and pictures of American military soldiers, along with American celebrities and country singers.

"Okay so," Alfred sat on his bed, which had a Captain America blanket over the hotel sheets, "I think we should introduce ourselves. As you know I'm Alfred F. Jones and I AM THE HERO!" Alfred did this weird fist pump thing.

"Oh bugger off," said the Englishman, "My name is Arthur Kirkland, and it's nice to meet you."

"Francis Bonnefoy," said the gay-looking Frenchman.

"Ve~I'm Feliciano Vargas!" said the younger looking Italian, "And this is my older brother Lovino."

"It's Romano to you," the man snapped.

"Now, don't be mean Lovi," the Spanish man smiled at Eva, "I'm Antonio.

"Ludwig Beilschmidt," said the serious German.

The Russian gave Eva a creepy smile, "Ivan Braginski. Become with Mother Russia, da?"

The Chinese man that had called Kiku Japan hit him with his Hello Kitty doll, "Stop that Ivan. By the way I'm Yao Wang," he added for Eva's sake.

Eva noticed a younger more quiet man try to speak up and strained to hear what he was saying.

"I'm M-Matthew Williams," the man said softly.

Before Eva could say hello the albino started yelling.

"I am the awesome Pr-I mean Gilbert Beilschmidt!" the man's red eyes penetrated hers and Eva shrank back behind Kiku.

"Wait," she spoke up over everyone, who were all talking at once. Everyone stopped to stare at her.

"Earlier you," she pointed at Arthur, "Called him," she pointed to Gilbert, "Prussia."." "Ah yes, um, about that," Arthur looked nervous. "I think it's okay to tell her. She's already involved enough as it is," Kiku said. "I guess that's true," said Ludwig, "So who wants to explain all this?" "I will. It's my fault she's in this," Kiku looked at her with a sympathetic expression. "What's going on!" Eva demanded. "Eva," Kiku took a deep breath, "My real name is Japan."