Sorry for the past chapters being kinda short, I suck at writing fillers -_- I'm gonna try to make this one longer. 'try' being the key word here. No promises.
Disclaimer: blah blah blah. Hetalia ain't mine. End of story.
December 24 2011
"America! It said on the invitation to be at Finland's house at 7:00. It's 6:30 right now and we're just NOW getting on the boat!" Bianca scowled. America laughed.
"Don't worry. Nobody ever arrives on time. Well, except Iggy. And Germany, usually. But they're the only ones who actually cares about being on time." America explained. Bianca rolled her eyes.
"I like being on time! Besides, if we're late, when we walk in EVERYONE is going to stare at us like we're freaks!" Bianca pouted. America sighed.
"Dude. Chill out. We got the best captain on this ship. RIGHT DENMARK?!" He shouted. A man jumped down from the deck above them and grinned. He had spiky blonde hair, a tiny black hat, and a black jacket on over a red shirt and pants. He was grinning.
"You bet America. The awesome Denmark will get you to Finland's in 20 minutes, give or take." Bianca sighed. He didn't look very reliable.
"That doesn't make me feel any better…wait. Is there a lot of other countries on board?!" Bianca demanded. America and Denmark exchanged a glance.
"So Denmark, how's you and Norway?" America grinned. Denmark sighed.
"He's still playing hard to get. But between me, Prussia, and France? We got enough alcohol to get half the world drunk, including Norway!" Denmark and America high-fived and Denmark left to go steer the ship.
"AMERICA! You didn't answer my question!" Bianca grabbed his ear and yanked it down to her height, causing the young nation to yelp.
"Ow ow ow! Ear! Yes there are other countries but don't worry I'm sure they won't care-" "AMERICA!" Bianca let go of America's ear in shock as a familiar country stalked up to them.
"Sup Turkey!" America grinned while Bianca ducked behind him.
"Why the fuck did you bring that bitch? Didn't you hear about what happened to Russia!? Not to mention the last time a human was at our Christmas party!" Turkey scowled. Bianca peeked out from behind her meat shield.
"Dude chill out. Finland and Sweden have already confirmed there are no explosives of any kind anywhere near their property and they have a bunch of guards. Besides, we're not supposed to let Bianca out of our sights at all and I didn't want to miss the party." America explained. Turkey glared at Bianca.
"We should've just killed her! She isn't worth the trouble!" Turkey spat. America raised an eyebrow and his grin vanished.
"Bianca isn't a problem. She a great person who was at the wrong spot at the wrong time and is paying for it. Besides, do you want to go against the great Ancient Roman Empire?" Turkey paled at that.
"Thought not. Now, why don't you go fight Greece or something? That's all you seem to be good for apparently." America spat. Turkey scowled and stepped forward, about to punch America in the face.
"Turkey-san. America-san. Please do not fight today. It is Christmas after all." They all turned and saw Japan walk up, still slightly limping.
"Geez Japan. I told you to rest!" Turkey quickly walked over and helped the nation. Japan shook him off.
"Bianca-san. I would like a word with you. Alone." He shot a look at America. He sighed and the two walked off, leaving Japan and Bianca alone.
"You wanted to talk Japan?" Bianca turned and leaned against the railing, looking out at the ocean as the boat sailed. Japan nodded.
"Has anything…suspicious…happened since the incident in Russia?" Japan asked. Bianca shook her head.
"Other than the fact my cousins keep trying to call my cell phone, nothing. Don't worry, I don't answer and usually delete their voice mails and texts. See." She tossed her cell phone to Japan, who studied it.
"You realize this is the kind of phone with a GPS in it right? As in, whoever gave you the phone has been able to track you everywhere." Japan took out the back of the phone and carefully pulled out a small, flashing red object. Bianca gaped.
"Wait. My Uncle Edward has been….tracking me? Like a criminal? That fucking bastard!" Bianca swore. Japan nodded and placed the red object on the floor of the boat, smashing it with his foot.
"Now he won't be able to follow you around. Please be more careful. This is how he found you in Russia." Japan handed Bianca back her phone. Bianca sighed.
"You're right. I should be more careful. Then again, I didn't expect my family to end up being monster hunters…." Bianca chuckled while Japan paled.
"What do you mean by that Bianca-san?" He asked. Bianca turned to look at him.
"Well, the dude in Russia, the one my Uncle hired to take me back, said they were hunting 'HETAs' these creatures from a storybook my Uncle used to read to me and my cousins when we were younger. Basically, they were immortal and would kill humans to keep their secret. It's complete bullshit though. Hey, you okay?" Bianca was worried as Japan was pale, staring intently into her.
"Uh…Japan? Do you want me to get Turkey or America? Hello? Earth to Japan?" She snapped her fingers in front of Japan's face, waking him out from his trance.
"What? Oh my apologies. Look, there is Finland. We are almost there. Let's go back to the others and prepare to disembark." Japan walked off, leaving a confused Bianca alone.
"Uh….ok…" She ran off to find America.
Finland's house
"I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD'VE LEFT EARLY!" Bianca shouted at America. America flinched as she pulled his ear.
"Ow ow! Ear again!" America whined. The two had been late because America wanted to take a shortcut instead of following Japan and Turkey. So the two were the last ones to show up, at 9:00, an hour late. Bianca finally let go of America's ear as the door to the mansion opened. A short blonde man opened it. He grinned when he saw who was at the door.
"America! Welcome! I thought the party was too quiet! Ah, you must be Bianca. It's nice to meet you! I'm Finland." Bianca grinned and shook his hand.
"Hello! America said your parties are really fun!" Suddenly Bianca was dragged inside.
"Like, come on! Hungary is like, waiting for you with your dress!" Poland dragged Bianca away from the door as America walked in, chuckling. Poland dragged Bianca into a room and shut the door. Hungary was inside, grinning.
"It's been a while Bianca. I never got to say goodbye to you last time!" Bianca smiled and the two girls hugged.
"So, Poland said you have a dress for me? I thought this outfit was fine…" Bianca was wearing the outfit that Russia had bought her in London. Hungary shook her head disapprovingly.
"This is a PARTY. You have to dress fancy. Don't worry, Poland and I worked together to pick this out. TA-DA!" Hungary held up a dress and Bianca squealed with joy. It was a dark pink dress with a white bodice that was a sweetheart neckline and had dark pink sleeves ending with white bows. The dark pink skirt went all the way down to her ankles. Hungary also had gotten matching flats. Hungary helped Bianca put it on and Bianca spun around.
"OMG It's beautiful! You're amazing Hungary!" Hungary laughed.
"We still have to do your hair silly!" Bianca nodded and sat down in front of the mirror. Hungary worked for a while and soon, Bianca's hair was curled perfectly. Bianca stood up and Hungary took her hand and led her out of the room. Soon, they reached the large door in front of the staircase. Bianca gulped, suddenly nervous.
"Hungary. What if they all hate me?" Bianca hissed, holding onto her arm tighter. Hungary laughed.
"Don't worry Bianca. They'll love you!" With that, Hungary opened the doors and the two walked down the stairs. The room silenced quickly as everyone stared at the newcomers, specifically Bianca. She looked around the room, trying to find a familiar face. She found one, waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.
"Russia!" She ran down the stairs and wrapped him in a giant hug, which was returned.
"Ah, my немного подсолнечного. I have missed you. America has been good, right?" He asked, patting her on the head. Bianca nodded.
"Yup! He won me a teddy bear at a carnival!" Russia chuckled. Bianca suddenly backed away from Russia, realizing the room was still silent and everyone was staring at them. Bianca glanced up at Russia, who gave her an encouraging smile. Bianca took a deep breath and took a step forward, smiling.
"Ciao everyone! My name is Bianca Rossi! It's nice to meet you!" She saw Hungary motion a curtsey from the corner of her eye so Bianca did, very gracefully. Everyone stared at her for a little bit, before returning to their original conversations. Bianca let out a sigh of relief and turned back to Russia.
"That was hard! I hope I don't have to do it again." Russia chuckled.
"Don't worry. Now, why don't you go find Italy? I'm sure he's being held back by Germany somewhere to keep him from sprinting over here." Bianca nodded and ran off, searching for Italy. She found him, being held back by Germany. Prussia was laughing and holding two beers, hopefully one for Germany and one for himself. Bianca grinned and ran over.
"ITALY! GERMANY! PRUSSIA!" She tackled the three in a hug, knocking over Germany and Italy, but missing Prussia, who skillfully dodged to avoid spilling his beers.
"Gott verdammt! Get off me!" Germany pushed the two Italians off him and stood up, brushing off his tuxedo. Bianca giggled and Italy helped her up.
"I missed you so much Bianca!" Italy wrapped her in another hug, which she returned. She grinned at Prussia.
"So, how's living going?" Prussia chuckled.
"Well, overall pretty good. Beer tastes even better. But now a certain someone can hit me with a frying pan again." Prussia sent a meaningful look over to Hungary, who was holding hands with a man with glasses and dark brown hair. Bianca followed his gaze, but stopped on something else.
"Whoa. Is that….America and Japan?!" Bianca pointed. The three men looked over. The two countries were making out….very passionately.
"Yes. Yes it is…Bianca your nose is bleeding." Prussia pointed out. Bianca placed her hand up to her nose and indeed, she was bleeding.
"Ugh. Anyone got a napkin?" Germany sighed and handed her his handkerchief. Bianca accepted it gratefully.
"Uh…West? Sparkles is about to come over here!" Prussia's eyes were wide and he pointed towards a country who seemed to be restraining himself. He had brown hair and wore a small top hat and a green uniform of some sort.
"Shit. Um….HUNGARY!" Germany shouted. Hungary turned and Germany pointed towards the country who was freaking out. Hungary followed his point and scowled. She stood up and took her frying pan…wait where did that come from?!
"Germany? Prussia? Is something wrong?" Bianca asked, her nosebleed slowly coming to a stop.
"well….Sparkles over there is Romania. He's a vampire. You know, blood and stuff…" Bianca paled.
"Wait. Vampire? Like, sparkle in the sunlight and drink human blood?!" Prussia laughed at Bianca's panic.
"He doesn't sparkle. He's the other vampire, the ones that burn in sunlight. I think. We never see him in sunlight ever. But Hungary happens to have her frying pan so we should be good…at least until you stop bleeding." Germany explained.
"Ve~ hey Germany. Maybe after she's done bleeding we can just give the handkerchief to Romania. Maybe then he'll calm down!" Italy suggested. Germany face-palmed.
"That's a terrible idea. He'll get the taste for her blood then. Then he'll ALWAYS want her blood. That's what happened to Hungary, except Hungary won't die from it. Bianca will." Italy sighed and Bianca paled.
"Uh…I think I'm done… I'll try not to look at anything that could get it started again." She pulled away the handkerchief and her nose was done bleeding. She glanced at the handkerchief and back at Germany, who sighed and pocketed it, after wrapping it in a napkin.
"I needed a new handkerchief anyways." Germany glanced back over to Hungary and Romania, who were still fighting.
"Mein Gott….I better go break that up. Bruder!" Germany grabbed Prussia's collar and pulled him towards the two arguing nations. Italy skipped after them, leaving Bianca alone. 'Well, I can't go over to America… Hungary's fighting a vampire…uh…oh England's over there!' Bianca walked over to England, who was sitting on a couch, sipping tea.
"Ciao England!" She sat down next to him and smiled. England smiled back.
"You look very nice tonight. I notice you were late though. Did America take a shortcut?" England asked, chuckling. Bianca nodded.
"He said it'd be quicker. I told him we should've just followed Japan and Turkey but…" England raised his hand.
"Don't worry. I've known him for over 200 years, I understand. I also understand that FROGS SHOULDN'T EAVESDROP!" England shouted, turning around and pouring his hot tea behind the couch. France stood up, cursing and rubbing his eyes. Bianca giggled.
"Dieu merde Angleterre! That was not necessary!" France scowled at the older country. England smirked.
"You're right. It was a waste of perfectly good tea." Bianca laughed at this, amused by the two countries' interactions.
"Ah mon cher Bianca, you look beautiful tonight." France changed his attention to Bianca, taking her hand and kissing it. Bianca blushed.
"May I have this dance mon cher?" France winked. Before Bianca could say anything, he pulled her to her feet and dragged her to the dance floor, where many countries were dancing with each other.
"Uh…I'm not the best dancer." Bianca confessed. France laughed and positioned her hands in the proper spot.
"Mon cher, that is why I shall lead. Perhaps later on, I shall teach you a more…French dance." France winked suggestively and Bianca cocked her head.
"A more 'French' dance? Oh hey look! Sealand's dancing with a girl!" Bianca smiled and France turned, following her gaze. Sealand was wearing a light blue tux and was dancing gracefully with a girl with short blonde hair and a purple ribbon, wearing a matching purple dress.
"Ah, I see Sealand is dancing with Liechtenstein. I'm surprised her brother let her. He is very…overprotective." France had to search for the right word. Bianca smiled.
"I think it's cute. Oh hey it looks like Germany got Hungary and Romania to separate too!" The two kept talking until the dance was over.
"Attention everyone! It's almost midnight, so you know what that means!" Finland was using a megaphone for some reason.
"PREESSENNTS!" America screamed with joy. Bianca glanced over to the giant Christmas tree and gaped. It now had tons of presents underneath it.
"Go ahead and open them! There's a present for everyone!" Finland emphasized the 'everyone' and shot Bianca a smile. Soon, all the nations were running for the tree. Bianca watched in amusement.
"For being really old, most of them act like children." Bianca noted. Soon, Italy skipped over, holding two presents.
"Ve~ Bianca! This one has your name on it! Come on, you can open it with us!" Italy dragged her over to where Germany, Prussia, Japan, America, England, France, Romano and Spain were sitting.
"Hey dude! Sorry about earlier…" America grinned sheepishly. Bianca chuckled.
"No problem." She sat down in between Italy and England, closing the circle. Everyone had their present in front of them.
"THREE! TWO! ONE!" Everyone counted down. Soon, the clock chimed and everyone ripped open their presents. Italy got pasta, Prussia got a giant stuffed chick and beer, Japan got some anime, America got superhero pajamas and a Superman cape, England got a new tea set, France got some suspicious books, Spain got tomatoes, Romano also got tomatoes but he also got a giant stuffed tomato. Germany hid his present as soon as he got it, but Bianca saw it was the exact same books as France got. Weiird…
"Ve~ What did you get Bianca?!" Italy asked. She realized her friends were staring at her, curious as well. She opened her present and looked at it, confused.
"OMG IT'S A BUNNY!" She squealed as she pulled out a pink stuffed bunny. It had a necklace on with a black cross on it.
"Hey…that looks like Germany's necklace!" Italy pointed out. The others didn't notice the necklace and England inspected it carefully. He gasped.
"This is Holy Rome's Iron Cross! Why is it on Bianca's rabbit?" Bianca shrugged and took it off.
"So, how do you like your presents?" Finland asked cheerfully, skipping over.
"They're great Finland! But…what's this for?" Bianca held up the necklace. Finland frowned."That's weird… I never put that in your present." He walked away to go see Sealand, who was playing with Hanatamago. Bianca shrugged and began to put the wrapping paper back in the box.
"OW!" She pulled back her hand. Italy turned, confused.
"Ve~ Everything okay Bianca?" Bianca had her index finger in her mouth.
"Yeah…paper cut. It'll be ok though." She showed Italy her finger, which was bleeding slightly out of a small cut. Suddenly, they heard a roar. Bianca turned and saw Romania, who was staring at her with bloodlust. His pupils were tiny and red and he looked like he was about to charge. She froze, half terrified, half intrigued. For some reason, she couldn't move at all. Bianca was suddenly grabbed by England and pulled into the middle of the circle of nations, which had stood up and closed.
"Wha-what's going on?!" Bianca asked, confused.
"It appears Romania was much closer to you this time." England said grimly. Bianca gulped.
"LET ME GO BITCH!" Bianca peered over England's shoulder and saw Romania being restrained by Hungary. More nations were running over to help.
"Prussia, Germany, America, get Bianca out of here. The faster Bianca is away from Romania, the faster he'll calm down." England instructed. The three nodded and Bianca felt herself get lifted up, bridal style, by America and the three began to run out of the room. As they left the giant room, they heard a roar and shouts from the room.
"A-America! Why didn't you tell me there was a fucking vampire?" Bianca finally said, furious. She held her Bunny closer to her.
"Well nice to see you back to normal. And I honestly didn't expect this to happen. I thought he could control himself and I didn't know you would get a paper cut." America chuckled. Bianca sighed and rolled her eyes.
"It's already stopped bleeding." She showed him her finger, which was fully healed. America stopped running, causing Germany and Prussia to run into him.
"Dude! Not awesome!" Prussia scowled, rubbing his head.
"Wait. How did it stop bleeding already?" America demanded. Bianca shrugged.
"I dunno. Since I was a kid my scratches, bruises, and cuts tend to heal faster than the others. I would've told you that but you weren't listening very well." Bianca scowled. She forced America to let her go so she could stand up on her own, straightening out her dress.
"But Romania might still-" "SHE'S MINE!" the three nations were shoved out of the way and the next thing Bianca knew, she was in the arms of Romania, who dipped her low like they were dancing.
"ROMANIA! DON'T!" Germany shouted. It was too late, Romania sunk his fangs into Bianca's neck. She gasped and felt herself falling unconscious. Before she fully blacked out though, she heard a thud and fell to the ground. "You get into a lot of trouble, don't you?" Russia's voice was the last thing she heard before passing out.
Dun Dun Duuuunn! Yep. Did you really think I would've forgotten the AmericaxJapan relationship from HETA now did you? And the pink bunny is Usa-chan from Ouran :D
REVIEW FOR super-special early Finland present!
немного подсолнечного- little sunflower- Russian
Ciao- hello- Italian
Gott verdammt- God Damnit- German
Dieu merde Angleterre- God Damnit England- French
Mon Cher- My dear- French
