A/N: Happy 100 reviews! *throws confetti* Since we had a beer party last chapter, let's move on with the serious (?) this chapter. I hope you guys all learnt your lesson: Never give Lisbon a shot. Next time Barcelona ain't going to come with a silver tray.
A slight twist to this chappie. *cough* Please excuse me.
This.
Cannot.
Be.
Happening.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" Keiji's uncle exclaimed.
"Calm down, uncle! Look, more customers!" Keiji laughed nervously.
Standing at the entrance of the hotel, was the whole world.
"Out! Out!" Keiji's uncle snapped as he drove the non-nations, nations and non-nations out of the hotel.
"How mean!" Josie pouted.
"Hey, everyone! Looks like the whole world is here!" Argentina called.
"Let the ASEAN meeting commence!" Myanmar laughed.
"NOT HERE!" Laos snapped as he strangled Myanmar.
"It's really lively here, isn't it?" Czech chuckled.
"You do realise we're blocking the whole entrance to the hotel, right?" Bulgaria said.
"Heck," Slovakia shrugged.
"Fratello!" Italy exclaimed happily as he hugged his brother.
"Chigi! Don't hug me, stupid younger brother!" Romano snapped, pushing Italy away.
"LISBON!" a voice yelled. A tanned male with wild black hair stepped forward, brandishing a hunting knife.
"AHHHHH! BRASILIA!" Lisbon screamed as he hid behind London.
"Lisbon, you little bastard," Brasilia said, getting hold of Lisbon's collar. "I demand we swap flags!"
"Leave me alone!" Lisbon wailed.
"Hey, which lady missed me, huh?" another male stepped forward, a carnation clenched between his teeth.
"Who's that?" Canberra asked Madrid.
Madrid sighed. "Meet the most eccentric and stupid member of the Spanish household, Bilbao."
"Did you just call me stupid?" Bilbao pouted. "I'm certainly smarter than Barcelona."
"Oh yeah? Why not we have a match to defend your title!" Barcelona said, crushing the piece of paper he was holding.
"Brussels, Amsterdam! It's great to see you two again!" a young man with blonde hair smiled.
"Hello, Luxembourg City," Amsterdam said. He suddenly began emitting a dangerous aura. "Why not you persuade your brother to have Dutch as he official language?"
"O-o-o-o-of course not, Herman!" Luxembourg City laughed nervously. "We're fine with German and French!"
"Hey, we should get moving!" England called. "We're making a huge blockage at the entrance!"
"But England-san, where should we go?" Japan asked. "Even I do not know my modern home too well."
"Um… Yuka?" England asked.
"Yes?" Yuka looked up.
"Do you know where the Prime Minister lives?" England asked.
Yuka was stunned. "I… I don't really know. But the government has meetings in this place called the Royal Hall which is located in this area. I think if you're lucky, you might catch him there."
"Very well," England murmured. "Where exactly is it?"
"You have to take the North train line. It's just a stop away and a ten-minute walk from the train station," Yuka said.
"Japan, what do you think?" England asked.
"I think it'll be better if we walk," Japan replied. "Is it far?"
"Um… I think it's about half an hour by foot," Yuka replied. "And you guys would be walking in a huge group, so…"
"Guys!" Keiji called. "Someone called the police!"
"WHAT?" Hana screamed.
"They're coming soon!" Keiji urged.
There were murmurs running through the group.
"Indonesia! Malaysia! Singapore!" Philippines called. "Hey, guys, where are you?"
Conny stood on her toes and helped Philippines scan the crowd. "Are they…?"
"Saudara!" a girl exclaimed as she ran forward.
"Indonesia!" Philippines broke into a smile as she hugged her sister.
"Oi! Phili-jie!" Singapore called.
"Singapore! Malaysia!" Philippines said. "I missed you guys so much!"
"Please lah, we will confirm come back one," Singapore laughed. Malaysia smacked his head.
"Mind your language!" Malaysia snapped. He smiled at Philippines. "It's great to see you too, Philippines."
Philippines grinned back.
"Hey! I need your attention please!" England called, making himself heard. "I'd like the humans to leave this place immediately!"
"What?" Hana yelped.
"We don't want you to get involved in this," England said.
"No, wait, England," Yuka said. "It's okay! We stuck through this together and your burden is ours as well!"
"She's got a point! We're staying!" Keiji said.
England managed a weak smile. "Thank you, but… This is something between us nations and… non-nations. I know this our world as well as yours, but… We are the world. Not a part of it. That's why…"
Just then, sirens could be heard. Several police cars and a huge van pulled over. The policemen came out.
"Are these your Unats?" a policeman enquired.
"They're not our owners," England said.
Yuka turned to him in surprise. "E-…"
"They're not our owners," England repeated himself. "But take… some of the others." England cocked his head towards the non-nations as he was handcuffed.
"Arthur!" Hana exclaimed. She turned to the policeman. "Wait, sir…!"
"Don't," England muttered warningly. "Whatever you do, don't come after us."
"But…" Hana opened her mouth to protest, but Yuka tapped her shoulder lightly.
One after another, the nations and non-nations were forced into the vehicles. The humans watched on helplessly as the policemen took the nations and non-nations away.
"America! Russia! Washington!" Lily called. Josie held her back as the three of them were shoved into a vehicle.
"Philippines!" Conny called as the ASEAN members were forced into the van.
"Australia…" Kate murmured as Australia gave her a thumbs-up as he was forced into a police car with New Zealand and Wales.
"Canada!" Yuka called as her friend was handcuffed. A policeman took Kumajirou away.
"Yuka?" Canada said. He walked towards Yuka. He looked at the policeman pleadingly and the officer took off his handcuffs. Canada put his hand inside his jacket and pulled out a small bottle of maple syrup.
"I realised this was in my jacket the whole time," Canada murmured. He smiled weakly. "I'm not sure if it's edible, but I'd like you to have it to remember me by."
Yuka took the bottle and she felt tears sting her eyes. "Canada…"
"Bye, Yuka," Canada smiled as he was handcuffed again and led towards a police car.
Yuka looked at the bottle in her hands. She brushed away a tear as Hana came over and hugged her.
Soon, the police vehicles drove off, leaving the humans behind. But it wasn't more than five minutes later that the entrance to the hotel was cleared, and no one was left behind.
What…?
What do you call us, you say…?
Our names…
I still remember. It's been 500 years, maybe more.
Our names…
We are…
We are…
The world.
"I SAID, WHAT IS YOUR NAME?" a policeman roared as he slammed his hands on the table. Japan was seated across, looking as calm and composed as ever.
"Watashi no namae wa…" Japan murmured.
"What?" The policeman snapped.
"No, my name…" Japan said softly. "My name is Honda Kiku, Nippon-koku, the personification of Japan."
