Hey! Chapter 11 is now up. Onto Reader review responses:

Takuya- Yeah, I kinda feel bad for making Heaven the bad guys here, but I tried to balance it out with Elizabeta.

Pastaaddict- Yep. It's never a good idea to get in the way of Ivan (or any of the demon lords) and his lover.

LoveXOXOLuna- Yeah. They'll get through it, but it won't be easy. I really want to write the reuniting scene, but it rushes the story, and I already got some criticism for not going that deep into the angels. I explained to them that I don't want to offend any religion.

Okay onto the chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

Chapter 11

~Spamano~

Antonio sighed. The Spanish Lord had returned to his palace after the meeting concluded. He had thought about staying to talk with Ludwig, as their lovers were siblings. Finding out that Ludwig's bond with Feliciano was a shock to everyone, and the fact he was still holding the meetings worried everyone. They had come to a conclusion to hold the meetings at Alfreds until Ludwig recovered.

"My Lord," Antonio saw Alice standing in front of him.

"Yes Alice?"

"I am worried about Romano as well, he is a brother to me." Alice said. Antonio nodded. "But you are worrying yourself sick. You haven't slept in three days. How I don't even know, but you must get some rest."

"There is work to do-" Antonio started.

"We can handle it." Alice cut him off. Her expression was warning him to go against her. Antonio had learned she had been sent to the underworld for causing a horrible accident in her past life. He had asked once, but she had threatened him never to talk about it. Despite being a demon Lord, Alice's expression had scared him.

Antonio sighed and nodded and stood up. "Alright."

Alice silently moved to the side to let him move. "We can handle it My Lord. Take as much time off." Antonio nodded and headed to his room.

He couldn't remember the last time he had fallen asleep, but the moment his head hit the pillow, he had fallen asleep.

~SwissLiech~

Vash's gun fired, striking the target in the middle. It didn't surprise him. Nobody in the entire underworld could compare to Vash's skills. Even Gilbert, who claimed to be the best at everything, wouldn't challenge Vash.

"Wow Vash," A voice came from behind him. "How many times have you fired that now? It has to be at least two hundred times."

"What do you want, Gilbert." Vash sighed, not bothering to turn around. "How did you even get in? I thought I closed my path to your palace."

"You did. I just walked here." Vash turned around, shock written on his face.

"You walked here?"

"Yeah." Gilbert nodded. "Well, actually I took Berwald's path to your place. I told about the meeting."

"And..."

"He's trying to recover fast. To get ready." Gilbert replied. He shortened the explanation.

When he had told Berwald, the Swedish Lord had almost fought to get out of bed. Vash didn't need to know that.

"Are you going to leave?" Vash asked. He was getting irritated with this guy.

"Sure. But first," Gilbert held up a pure white feather. "What do you think of this?" Vash's eyes widened. His finger was itching to pull the trigger.

"What else is it?" Vash scoffed. "It's an Angel 's feather. I feel sick looking at it."

"Glad to know I'm not the only one whose thinking that." Gilbert threw the feather away from himself.

Vash reacted instantly. Bullets pierced the feather, until only dust touched the floor.

~PruAus~

Gilbert took the path connecting Vash and his palace. He had been glad with the exchange between him and the Swiss Lord. They had reached a silent agreement.

He continued walking,and noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He leapt out of the way, just as a blinding spear hit the ground where he was standing.

"Long time no see, Gilbert." Elizabeta's cold voice came.

And cliffhanger! I feel bad for this. And while I was writing this I realized I hadn't given these ships that much attention! I feel like an idiot. Hope this makes up for it. If you have a ship you want me to write about, let me know.

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