Disclaimer: Hetalia or any other references here don't belong to me. Only my OCs... except for Sonya. She partially belongs to Mr. Grell Michaelis.

A/N: I'm alive! Yay~

Just kidding! I was never dead! I just had to complete a chapter on my other story before a deadline. So... this is what you Romano fangirls/fanboys have been waiting for! The appearance of Romano! (Sorry if he doesn't cuss to your pleasure; I have a strict "never type any cuss words" rule on my computer. But if you want, just read Romano's parts and add in a few cuss words here and there. I did~)

Better Chapter Summary: The gang realize that they need to find Romano. And hey, all roads lead to Rome, after all.

Chapter 21

After a long, long silence, England decided to figure out if everybody who attended the G8 meeting was here right now so they can all go home. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…

Nine; wait, wasn't there ten people at the G8 meeting? England knew for certain that there was, so who is the missing person? They knew very well that the usual G8 were all here, and there were two more people too. Who were they?

Oh yes; China and Romano.

Wait…

"Romano!" England suddenly yelped as he leapt up from the couch he was sitting on.

Everyone, who was startled by England's reaction, stared at England and expected an explanation. "What?" Selena asked, needing a repetition.

England didn't heed; he directed his attention straight to Italy with a question. "Where's your brother, Italy?" England asked curiously.

"Ve…" Italy murmured as he tried to recall something. Wasn't his fratello with him when he arrived in Venice? "He's not with me!"

"What?!" all of the nations cried out.

"Why? What's wrong?" Annabel worriedly asked.

"Romano was with us at the meeting," Germany explained, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "If we return without him, it would be hard for Italy to handle his country alone."

"Alright then," Selena nodded. "Finding him won't be a problem. We just…" She trailed off, her eyes wandering over to Elias. "Elias, do you know anyone Italian or anyone else living in Italy that knows Hetalia?"

Elias opened his mouth, and the closed it again, not knowing what he should say. "I-I don't know anyone outside of Germany except for Liang and Shen," Elias confessed. "S-Sorry."

Everyone groaned in frustration; they're only source of the cycle of their adventure has been extinguished. "That's how we've been going around! Are you sure you don't know anybody in Italy?" Naomi asked to make sure.

"Nope, I'm sorry," Elias apologized.

Selena sighed sadly and put her head in her hands, deep in thought. "How are we going to find him? He could be anywhere!" Selena sighed.

As if on cue, someone's cell phone vibrated loudly to grab the attention of its owner. Italy frantically dug around in his pants pocket to find his phone and quickly answered it. "Ciao, who is this?" Italy greeted happily.

Every now and again, Italy would bob his head up and down, listening intently to the person on the other end. "Calm down, fratello… Si, we'll try to find you but where- Oh, you're there? Oh, wait, I'm in Venice. Yes, we'll find some way to get you. Okay! Calm down! We'll get you out, fratello! Okay, ciao!" Italy rapidly conversed.

As soon as the Italian hung up, he was bombarded by a million questions.

"Who was it?"

"What were you talking about?"

"Is that-?"

"It was my fratello!" Italy finally spoke up, silencing the askers. "He said he was in Rome, and we need to get him right away!"

"Thank goodness for cell phones," England sighed in relief.

"All right, dudes, all roads lead to Rome!" America announced as he grabbed the transporter.

"Hang on! We can't go to Rome like this!" Sonya cried out, gesturing to the formal clothing she and Jay had on and the casual outfit Italy had on.

"Oh yeah…" Selena agreed.

"What are you doing in that outfit, Italy?" China asked curiously.

"…It's a long story," Germany started.

"Basically, they stalked us in disguise," Jay explained as he and Sonya started to go to the other rooms to change. As soon as he was in a room, he slammed the door shut so no one would go in.

"…What does he mean?" Violet asked slowly.

"We'll explain later," Germany promised.

"Meantime, we have to pop the same question again," Jasmine sighed. "Last time was a close shave, thanks to insecurity."

"Hey, I'm fine now, thank you very much," Elias spoke up, finally free from silence.

"Anyways, are you going to be coming with us?" Naomi asked.

"It's fine if you don't want to," Liang added. "After all, we're only going to Rome and then we'll come back."

Everyone stared at the two Italian girls for a few moments, eagerly awaiting an answer. Finally, Anneta spoke up.

"Um, sorry to disappoint you guys," Anneta started, "but-"

"YES!" Sofia agreed heartily. "We would love to come! It would be amazing! We've never been to Rome yet! And I've always dreamed about getting out of the city for once! Let's go!"

"Hold on a second!" Anneta cried out, detaining Sofia from going any further. "Just what makes you think you have control of the decisions, Sofia? We're going to Rome; don't you know how far that place is?"

"We have a transporter," Shen mentioned.

"See, sorella? We can transport! Won't that be fun?" Sofia bubbly told her sister. "Can we join them? Can we? Please, please, please with a cherry on top?"

Anneta closed her eyes, hoping that when she opens them again that she wouldn't face the wrath of her sister's puppy eyes. To her disappointment, she opened her eyes to reveal the ultimate cute puppy eyes from Sofia. We can't. We have to stay and tend to the house. We can't. We can't…

"Oh, fine!" Anneta agreed reluctantly, giving in. If I don't come, I won't be able to say good-bye to Italy… wait, why am I thinking like this? He's my country!

"Yahoo!" Sofia cheered happily and rushed to hug her sister. "Thank you!"

"Let… go… need… air!" Anneta gasped.

"Whoops, sorry," Sofia apologized as she released her sister from that bear hug. "I tend to hug too hard when I'm excited."

"I… can… tell…" Anneta panted, rubbing her aching ribs.

Finally, Jay, Sonya and Italy came back into the room, changed back into their normal clothes and all. "All right, let's go," Jay allowed.

"All right, dudes!" America cheered. "Now that our break is over, everyone grab onto each other! First time passengers might have trouble breathing once we land in our destination. Sorry, forgot to warn you Elias. That's why you couldn't breathe. Okay, dudes, all roads lead to Rome eventually!"

"You twit, you really said that line, did you?" England groaned in annoyance.

"Yes I did, dude!" America laughed. "All right, let's go to Rome!"

America fiddled with the transporter until it said "Rome" and pressed the button, becoming engulfed in the bright turquoise flash. Soon, the house was vacated and everybody was gone.

Me: "What does that mean anyways? 'All roads lead to Rome'?"

America: "I have no clue, but it's a funny line!"

Me: "Yeah, first time I tried to say it, it was almost a tongue twister!"

Romano repeatedly cursed under his breath, like the big potty-mouth he is. "Why aren't they here yet? It's all Fritzy's fault. He should have stopped that hamburger jerk before he used that stupid spell," Romano cursed over and over.

He sighed as he looked around the streets filled with crowds and crowds of tourists and Italians. "What's even worse is that I ended up in Rome…" Romano felt like punching something, so he just punched a streetlight he passed by. He cursed again, this time a bit louder, but loud enough only for him to hear. "This will only remind of Grandpa… He would always favor Veniziano over me, huh? I finally stopped thinking about Grandpa years ago, so why am I here?"

Suddenly, Romano realized something. Of course… America had the spell book… and he and Italy were close friends in terms of being unable to read the atmosphere together. Was this supposed to be a lesson from Veniziano? "Is this what you're trying to tell me, Veniziano? Are you saying that I should forgive him for ignoring me my whole childhood?" Romano almost screamed to the sky.

Romano looked down at his feet, trying to clear the subject away. Suddenly, he bumped into someone and fell on the ground with a thud. "Hey, why are you standing here?" Romano demanded, almost putting in a cuss word when he saw that he was someone familiar.

A little too familiar if you ask him…

"E-England?" Romano stammered, seeing that all the nations (and some strangers) were there in the alley. England smiled warmly. Wait, that wasn't the kind of smile.

The smile was twisted, almost crazy, and cruel. England also had his eyebrows thicker than this guy's…

So who was he?

Me: "Everyone, try to guess who Romano bumped into before moving on! I'll give you five seconds!

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One!

Too late!"

"We… won't… ever… use… that… thing… again!" Anneta panted, after experiencing her first time with the transporter.

"I… second… that!" Sofia tiredly agreed, breathing heavier than before.

"Wow, imagine: that was me and you at the start of this whole thing, Violet," Selena recalled.

"Yup… now we're used to it!" Violet grinned broadly.

"Oh, that's wonderful, Violet!" Elias sarcastically stated, panting as well, since this was only his second time transporting. "Maybe we should all celebrate with some cake to go along with it!"

"That actually doesn't sound bad, dude!" America chirped.

"You idiot, he was being sarcastic…" England groaned.

"Ve~ I don't get it… what's 'sarcastic'?" Italy asked curiously.

"This is ridiculous," Germany sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

The gang already landed in Rome and was currently trying to find Romano, since the streets of Rome were crowded by many tourists and Italians. Romano could be anywhere!

Meanwhile, France tried to get juicy details about Jay and Sonya's date, being the gossip he is. "So… how are you two doing?" France asked, nudging Jay a bit and winking at Sonya.

"Um…" Sonya hummed as she shook her head, "we're fine. What's up with you?"

"Oh, nothing," France purred, making Sonya and Jay uncomfortable and Monique polish her bat. "I just wish I could have seen a little more romance back in Paris, since it is the City of Love after all."

Jay chuckled lightly, as if not getting the hint. "Yeah, too bad you guys were drunk," Jay chuckled.

Germany and Italy were taken aback at this, apparently hearing this. "You were drunk?" Germany repeated.

"Long story," Monique told him. "I still have the DVD if you want to see-"

"Don't you dare!" America, China, England, Japan, and Canada all yelled out at once, though Canada's yell was more of a whisper.

"All right, all right, I won't show," Monique gave in, holding her hands up as if in surrender and showing she wouldn't show the DVD.

As soon as they started to drift into a different conversation, France continued. "Even though we were drunk, I still wish I saw some more romance," France despaired falsely. "Although, I did happen to overhear there was romance happening in Venice."

Monique raised an eyebrow questioningly, warning France not to do anything perverted. I'm warning you…

"Oh, yeah, those two must be lucky," Sonya added nervously, knowing what France wanted.

"Uh-huh, they must be," Jay agreed, bobbing his head up and down.

"So… how was it?" France asked, popping the question.

"How was what?" Jay asked, unsure of what was going on.

"How was your date?"

"Are you serious?" both Sonya and Jay asked at once.

"You want to know how our date went?!" Sonya exclaimed, maybe a little too loudly.

"Oui, I want to know what happened," France chuckled. He leaned in and whispered to Jay, "It did relieve some tension, non?"

"Ahem, girl with bat here," Monique coughed, signaling to France One more strike is what you want, oui?

France finally shut his trap, holding his tongue about the date. England smirked arrogantly. Finally, France is scared of someone else, not to mention a girl from France's own home. That is rather embarrassing. England quietly watched as Italian police cars wailed their sirens and drove by them.

Wait… police?

England started to worry as he watched one of the policemen get out of the car and point directly at them. The cop's partner then said something and pointed to a poster.

That poster was the same one from Tokyo.

Here they go again.

"Everyone, we better run!" England called out to his friends.

"Why?!" Selena cried out.

"I don't think you understand, dear," England explained. "I repeat: it's a Code Tokyo."

Yeah, that's right. Code Tokyo. The crime and pursuit is back, but in Italy! Yeah, I roll like that! B)

Yeah, so did you guys guess who Romano bumped into? (Hint: No, they are NOT the 2P! Nations. That wouldn't make sense in this story) I hope you did~

Anyways...

Next Chapter Summary: The gang are on the run. Again. Meanwhile, Romano tries to make sense of who he bumped into, and why they look so much like the other nations.

See you guys next time~

-Forever

(P.S. The whole "first time on a transporter" thing. I forgot to mention that in previous chapters. Whoops. Sorry, Cordelia Rosencrantz. Oh, and also, check out Violet's point of view on this story, "Scattered from a Fangirl's View"! It's hilarious in the second chapter!)