Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. sadly...
Japan's eyes snapped open, and he shot straight up, his breathing quick and his heart pounding.
"Japan, Japan it's alright calm down." Germany said soothingly but it sounded so far away to the panicked Asian nation, Japan tried to slow his breathing but he failed, his eyes filled with tears. Everyone was looking at the nation, no one had every seen him show so much emotion.
China was next to Japan in an instant, soothingly whispering in Chinese and petting his hair. Japan clung to his older brother figure, China shot everyone a glare and they quickly ignored the scene. Japan cried, his tears dripping down his face and onto China's chest.
Germany watched in shock, there had been a bit of turbulence and it had caused a panic attack for Japan. He hoped his friend was ok, Germany never saw Japan so upset before, the murders must have really shaken him up. Japan regained control of him-self, and was back to his usual emotionless self.
Japan although admittedly feeling better since he cried, felt bad for making everyone worry about him. He leaned back and looked out his window, watching the ocean go by, with a small quirk of his lips (seen by his friends as a grin) he fell into a peaceful slumber.
Germany smiled, as he watched his friend sleep peacefully for the first time since the murders started (about 5-6 days) Japan's breathing was even and relaxed. Germany turned to China, who was reading a book next to him.
"How did you do that?" he inquired, China looked up at him, gave a small smile.
"Centuries of practice, aru," he murmured as to not wake the peaceful nation, mostly everyone was asleep, Sweden was by far the most comical as he was leaning against his window, dead to the world. (Luckily this is meant figuratively.) Everyone sat on the plane, in their rows of 3-4 some sleeping, some watching the ocean; Russia and America were having a staring (glaring) contest while being forced to sit next to each other (a fight had broken out when Russia had disappeared and America accused him of the murders) they sat about 4 rows ahead of Germany, on America's left at the window sat Canada who was asleep and on Russia's right was Belarus….
Shouldn't need to explain that one, right behind America and Russia sat Austria (listening to music), Switzerland (looking out the window), Liechtenstein (sleeping), and Spain (also sleeping); The row behind those four held Ukraine(sleeping), Estonia (doing work on laptop), Latvia (poor boy shivered even when asleep) and Romania(looking out window). And behind them sat/slept Norway (reading), Denmark (snoring for Pete's sake), Iceland (either asleep or day dreaming), and Sweden (as previously mentioned sleeping against window). In the row just in front of Germany, Prussia, China and Japan; sat Romano (sleeping although fitfully), Finland (doodling in a notebook), England (reading a book in some un-readable language), and South Korea (attempting to get China's attention).
Germany sighed in resignation; they still had a while to go, might as well sleep now. Maybe he could even tune out Korea's insistent jabbering, he doubted it though, seriously doubted it.
"China! China! China! China talk to me Da-Ze!" Korea whined and pulled at China's book.
"Stop being so immature, aru! And loud Japan is sleeping!" China hissed quietly, Korea's eyes slid to the Japanese nation. He turned around and sat in his seat pouting quietly, Germany looked at China with a raised eyebrow. China shrugged, and with a small smile returned to his book. Germany supposed it was 'Centuries of practice, aru' but with Korea finally calmed down Germany could now sleep in peace. Germany slipped into the land of dreams, his body relaxing as he fell asleep.
-A few more hours later-
The plane had landed and everyone was groggy from sleep or just from the fact of sitting on the plane for so long. Not-Italy shrugged on a long trench coat and a hat, they both turned black the second he put them on. While everyone was still waking up, he dashed out of the plane with his bag of knives and other assorted objects.
He could he yelling behind him but he was too fast and made it out of the airport and onto the streets, in which he quickly faded into the shadows of the crowd.
"Verdammit!" Not-Italy smiled at hearing Prussia's out burst, he disappeared into the alleyways to find himself a hotel. He'd have to figure out where the countries where going, but not hard since Germany had texted him the hotel name and the location of the laboratory they were going to. How nice of him, wasn't it? Germany he was so thoughtful, to make sure Italy could find them, too bad it will be his downfall.
-Prussia's POV-
A figure had dashed out of the luggage hold, wearing a large trench coat with the collar turned up, and a hat. They had a bag and they dashed out quickly, Prussia gave chase to the person. When they to the stairs the person jumped over the other side and ran into the crowd, their coat flowing behind them. Prussia kept as close as possible but soon fell behind, and lost them.
"Verdammit!" He yelled angrily, he stalked back into the air port, and no one asked anything. Everyone had gathered their stuff and some cars picked them up to drop them off at their hotel, Prussia sat with Germany, Japan and Romano. Prussia sighed as he leaned against the window.
"If you fucking sigh one more time I will shoot you" an angry voice snapped from the other side of Germany, didn't take much time to figure out who said that. Prussia flipped him the bird and continued his desolate stare out the window. He ignored Romano's indignant squawking; rubbed Gilbird against his cheek, Prussia petted him absently. He was so mad at himself; no one saw the killers face, and hell he had been on the same plane with them all those hours! They didn't see anything to distinguish him from anyone else in the crowd.
Prussia began hitting his head on the window, his head hitting the window made a weird muffled sound because of his hair, thump thump thump thump.
"Bruder, you shouldn't hurt yourself." His bruder warned anxiously, he had put his hand on Prussia's shoulder.
"Don't worry west! I'll be fine!"
"Because he has no brain to damage," Muttered an indignant Romano, his arms crossed as he sulked.
"Hey!" Prussia didn't squawk angrily, because Prussia is lord of all things awesome and therefore does not, squawk or squeal. As arguing broke out in the back seat, Japan sat shotgun, and gave a small smile at their antics.
The cab pulled up to their hotel, and everyone was loaded up with their bags, they were all rooming together. Because of safety in numbers, it proved to be an awkward night ahead of them.
-Later making sleeping arrangements-
It had been many awkward moments later and Japan was at the end of his fuse. It had been decided that the German brothers would share a bed, but both Romano and Japan bristled at the thought of sharing a bed.
"Romano-san I respect you-" Japan started to say, but was interrupted
"No way in hell, am I sharing a bed with you!" Romano snapped hotly, Japan took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak- "And I want the goddamn bed!" Japan had, had enough of this.
"Romano-san." Japan said his eyes cold, halting the other nation in his rant, "I respect your wishes but I will not, sleep on the couch." He finished with finality. Romano opened his mouth the respond but a glare from Japan shut him up. And thus it was decided, everyone slept soundly and Romano only grumbled on the inside.
-In China's, Russia's, America's and Canada's room-
While sleeping arrangements were being made, china opened his wooden suitcase, he screamed. Russia and America stopped arguing they came over (Canada included) to see what was the matter.
China's clothes were shredded, and a message was carved into the inside of the lid, it said guess who? Needless to say, America clung to Canada in wide eyed terror, and everyone else froze in shock.
"Don't worry, Da?" Russia smiled, "I'll protect you."
"Dude! Don't be silly! I'm the hero!" America said loudly (ear destroying-ly loud) when everyone's ears stopped ringing.
"I'll be fine, aru. No worries, non at all" He said calm and steady but his hands betrayed him. Russia looked at him, nodded and turned to go into bed. China was grateful he was sharing with him instead of America, he smelled and wouldn't give him his money.
Everyone shut off, the lights and plopped down in their respective beds (America sharing with Canada in the bed by the window and Russia and China sharing with the bed closer to the bathroom) and fell asleep. For some it came quicker then others, eventually China slept, but he was terrified. Terrified for his future, he didn't want to die.
-Deep in Italy's mind-
Italy was hoping that the nations could DNA test the apple, almost desperately, what if they found out and killed his body? Would he die too? Oh he didn't know, he whimpered as he watched Not-Italy check himself into a hotel, he had cried so many tears that the grass was a bright green.
He struggled to move, all he could do was wiggle a bit, his arms were trapped in the straight jacket, and he had been chained to the chair. He couldn't even kick his legs, a few more tears slid down his cheeks. It seemed so hopeless, it was life or death now, he knew the only way to stop his body was to die. But… he didn't want to die… but he didn't want his friends and family to die either.
He didn't want anymore nations to follow the path that Not-Italy had already forced four nations down; he wanted peace, just for it to go away. Just for a little while, his shoulders shook as he grieved for the passed nations. Oh he was so sorry. He looked around the meadow; it must have been a nice place before everything except the small bit he sat on wilted. (The circle had about a 15 feet radius, but the meadow was so much larger then that)
"I'm so so sorry… if we get out of this I hope you can forgive me" Italy whimpered, he hung his head as Not-Italy began to dream.
"please hurry, make it end."
Authors note: ah well I apologize for not getting this up earlier, fanfiction was like add new document? no way. so thus it's 7 or so hours later then I would usually post. but it's fine now! and oh geez... ominous ending much? don't worry poppets this isn't the end of this ficcy! and lets see random fact...
1. croissants are Austrian not French.
2. jellyfish don't have brains.
3. you can walk a rabbit (its good for them, just not too long on pavement, bad for their feet)
4. dolphins have this orb thing in their foreheads that sends different vibrations into the water (to stun prey, to communicate, to navigate and the such)