Hello again! Sorry this is late, but happy Thanksgiving to all of my fellow Americans! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or HetaOni. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya and HetaOni was made by Tomoyoshi and translated by PianoDream and others.
"N-No, it's nothing. Really, I'm sorry…" I apologized again. Prussia shrugged.
"You did hit your head earlier." He said. I nodded. That had to be it, right?
"What is this?" I asked, looking around me. Just behind the iron door Germany had been hiding behind was a set of stairs. The top of them was dark.
"Follow me." Germany said, going up the stairs into the darkness. We did.
"Ouch!" I heard Japan say.
"Who's stepping on my foot?" Asked China. I stepped off his foot and tripped, falling into something soft.
"So… who's on top of me?" I heard Russia say from beneath me. I could feel my face redden as I got off of him.
"Hey, that's my hair! So, isn't it a little narrow in here? And dark?" France asked from somewhere to my left.
"Oh, sorry. There was a switch…" I could hear Germany fumbling around in front of me. "Wait just a minute, I'm sure that it was somewhere around here…" Someone bumped into my injured arm. I yelped loudly.
"Oops! Emma, was that you? Sorry!" America said. Germany turned the lights on and revealed a large room. We all looked around in surprise.
"Huh. Germany, did you…?" Russia asked, looking around.
"What the hell is this place?" China asked, also examining his surroundings.
"Beds!" I said happily, looking to my right to see ten beds. Germany looked at us, gauging our reactions.
"Hm. That went better than I thought." He decided. "Everyone is here." He cleared his throat like he was about to make a speech.
"I'm relieved that we didn't lose anybody. And I'm glad that we made it here in time." He glanced at me. He almost looked like he was going to say more, but Prussia interrupted him.
"Awesome!" He said loudly, stretching out the word. "What is this place? Did you make it, West?"
"...It's amazing…" Italy agreed.
"How did you do this?" France asked. My stomach growled slightly.
"I'm hungry." I decided. England started to wake up, and America went over to him.
"Where the hell am I?" England grumbled. "Don't tell me… we got out?" He glanced around and sighed. "I guess not."
"We have much to talk about. However, our first priority is sleep. We can talk later." Germany ordered. I nodded.
"Yeah, let's sleep! I'm tiiiiiiired." I whined. "And hungry." I added as my stomach rumbled again.
"I'm hungry too." China agreed. "But I want to sleep first. Let's take care of our wounds and then sleep." Everyone agreed and Canada went over to America, who was right next to me.
"America, didn't you get hurt when you used that pipe?" He asked. "Here, let me see your arm. Someone hand me the first aid kit." Germany handed it over and addressed everyone.
"Anyone who isn't injured get some sleep. We don't need to keep watch, this place is secure." Italy bounced over to him and Japan.
"Japan~ Sleep next to me! You too, Germany! I'll sleep in the middle!" He said cheerfully. I watched them. Japan nodded.
"Hai, of course. it's been so long since I've rested properly." Japan agreed.
"Hmm, then I guess I'll sleep next to West." Prussia said, sidling up to them. France yawned and made his way over to the beds, mumbling something. China followed him.
"Emma?" A quiet voice asked. I looked over to see Canada, done tending to America. "Do you mind if I check your arm and head?" I held out my arm in reply and watched as he unwrapped my bandages. I winced when I saw the cut on my arm. Canada noticed.
"Emma? You don't have to look." He told me. I looked over to America as I felt him going back to work on my arm. America grinned at me.
"So, you're one of mine?" He asked. I nodded.
"Emma Brune. Nice to meet you… America." I said quietly. At meeting my home country I was a bit shy. America didn't feel the same way as his grin just widened.
"You know?" He said. I nodded.
"I would shake your hand but…" I shrugged. America laughed.
"Emma, we'll need to wake you up every few hours to make sure that your concussion isn't serious." Canada interrupted, done with my arm. I turned to look at him incredulously.
"What?"
"And there are only ten beds. Someone's going to have to share." America noted. We glanced at the beds already taken. France, England, Prussia and China were asleep.
"I'm going to take a look around." I decided. "We can figure out the sleeping situation later." America nodded.
"I'm going to go take a shower. Bye!" He headed to the bathroom at the back of the room. Canada also said goodbye and wandered towards the back. I headed towards the kitchen for some food. Italy was there.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" I asked, coming up behind him. He jumped and spun around.
"Oh, Emma! You startled me!" He said. "I'm making something for us to eat tomorrow when we wake up. It can't be pasta, but hopefully you'll still like it!"
"I'm sure it'll be great!" I told him. Then I lowered my voice a little. "Better than England's food." Italy nodded earnestly.
"I think that England's food would kill us! I don't want to die!" He panicked. "Oh, and what are you doing up?" He asked.
"I was hoping to get some food before sleeping, and maybe taking a shower." I replied. Suddenly, I realized that I was with ten other men. Barricading the bathroom it was then. Italy handed me a piece of bread that he'd just buttered.
"Is that good?" He asked. I nodded.
"Thanks!" I said, biting into the bread. I pointed at the bathrooms to show that I was leaving. Italy nodded and got back to work. I started walking to the bathroom, pausing to talk to Germany.
"Yes?" He asked.
"Did… Did you do this all on your own?" I asked, gesturing to the room. Germany shook his head.
"When I first came here it was almost all complete." He told me. "I simply finished it. Oh, and the bathrooms are in the back." I nodded.
"I know. I was just going to take a shower." I replied.
"There aren't any showers, just baths." He said. He suddenly looked uncomfortable. "And… there aren't any doors." I became even more aware that I was alone in a house with TEN MEN.
"On second thought, I'll just wait until I wake up…" I decided.
"Guten nacht." Germany replied. I waved good bye and walked over to the beds. Japan was also getting ready to sleep.
"Are you preparing for bed as well, Emma-kun?" He asked. I nodded. "Oh. Oyasumi, Emma-kun."
"Good night Japan!" I replied, finding a bed and laying down. I fell asleep quickly.
"Emma, wake up." A voice said in my ear. I stirred slightly.
"Go 'way." I mumbled.
"I need to check your head." The voice said again. I cracked open an eye to find Canada looking down at me.
"I don't wanna." I said stubbornly. Canada sighed and made me sit up, checking my eyes and generally making sure that I wasn't dying.
"Ok, you're good!" He said cheerfully. "Sorry about waking you up, eh?"
"That was the most Canadian thing I've ever heard." I told him solemnly, awake now. "Now go away, I want to sleep." He did so and I lay back in bed. He and America were sharing a bed next to me, and I soon heard him fall asleep. A few minutes later, just as I was about to fall asleep, Italy woke up. My eyes opened as I heard him cry out.
"...Just a dream.." He said. I got up out of bed.
"Italy?" I whispered.
"Oh, Emma! I'm sorry, did I wake you?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Canada did that." Italy looked confused, so I elaborated. "For the concussion."
"Oh." He said. I sat next to him on his bed.
"Nightmare?" I asked. He nodded.
"It was really scary." Italy said quietly. I hugged him.
"Don't worry. It was just a nightmare, right? It's not real." I comforted him. Then, he started crying. I started panicking.
"I'm sorry!" I apologized. "Was it something I said?" Italy shook his head.
"No… It's me who should be sorry… I didn't mean for you to get dragged into this…" He cried. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just hugged him until he calmed down. It felt a little weird to be holding a (physically) 20 year old man, but I didn't say anything. Eventually he fell asleep. I tucked him into bed and went back to my own bed to go to sleep as well.