"Damn it why does it have to be this hot outside?" Lovino sighed heavily and looked up at the sun.

He had already shown me around South Italia a little while ago. We went back to his Mafia base and Alessa told us to go get something for her.

At the enemy Mafia's base.

Which is reeaaallly far away from their base.

And, to protect us, -which I thought was sort of kind—she gave up a lot of weapons in these backpacks. But she never warned us how heavy they would be.

Or how hot it was outside.

I looked over to him and smiled. "Its alright, Lovi. I'm sure we'll be there soon."

"Its all the way across South Italy!" he cried, turning to glare at me. "And don't call me Lovi, bastardo!"

I laugh a little and turn to face forward again. Sometimes it just gets really funny when he's angry.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothin'."

I look around at all of the little kids running around again. Most of them are laughing and yelling but a few are crying into their mama's stomach or her chest.

"I forgot to mention, didn't I? South Italy is really poor. North Italy is a lot better down here." Lovino was smiling weakly, and I watched him quietly.

"We aren't really doing good down here at anything, really. Too many gangs and all of that." He shifted awkwardly.

I nodded, even though I already knew about all of it. My eyes shift over to look at him and he's looking down at the ground, his eyes looking sad.

"Hey, how about after this you come over to my place and you can meet one of my friends?" He looks over at me and I smile. "She's very nice."

He nods slowly. "Alright."

We try to walk faster, since we've been walking for at least 30 minutes and pretty much went down about 10 blocks. I had to end up carrying Lovino's bag since he was going so slow.

"Give me back my damn bag, bastard!" He pouted, reaching to grab it before I pulled it away.

"Nope. Gotta walk faster if you want your bag back." I stuck my tongue out as he started to mumble words in Italian.

Probably stuff along the lines of "Bastard" or "stupid jerk"

In front of us, there was this really high pitched scream. Defiantly a woman. She ran out of a store, tripping and almost falling in front of us before Lovino caught her.

"Che cosa è successo?" He asked, helping her up.

She points back at the building she ran out of. "Ero lì ... poi semplicemente un gruppo di uomini tirato fuori le pistole e minacciato che avrebbero sparato se qualcuno ha urlato o cominciato a correre! Non so cosa è successo quando ho pianto e sinistra ..."She nodded to Lovino and ran down the street.

He turned to me. "Alright, long story short, there's people in there with guns. Come on, lets get inside." He sighed and shook his head. "Damn it, no matter how much I don't want to do this…" He reached over and took his bag, putting it on his back.

"Here's the plan." He looked over to me. "Act natural and go inside. They'll notice us and probably hold us hostage with a bunch of other people. Do what ever they say until I give you the signal. If they try to take our bags right away, I'll whistle and then we attack, alright?"

I nodded and pushed the store door open. The bell on top of the door jingled.

You could hear a pin drop in here. Well, over the loud crying.

"This way." Lovino said, grabbing my sleeve and leading me over to the left. We peeked over all of the shelves, looking to see if we could find anybody.

"Just follow the crying." I whispered to Lovino and he nodded, following the sound until we reached everyone. The men weren't there, probably scoping around the rest of the place.

"Tutti calmi, va bene? Che tutto andrà bene. Siamo venuti per aiutarvi." Lovino said, setting his bag on the ground. "Take out the gun, Antonio." He said to me, looking around his bag.

I set my bag on the ground also, looking around the bag until I took out a little handgun. Lovino had the same one, which made him sigh. "So little. But it'll have to do."

I watch as Lovino walked ahead of me, looking around the shelves.

We couldn't possibly have to… shoot someone, do we?

I mean, Lovi's had to have done that before. But not me. I'm just a flirty Spaniard.

I can't shoot people.

I followed quietly behind Lovino, trying to act serious before Lovino ducks down and pulls me down with him.

"Shh! Stay quiet!" he whispers and peaks around the shelf. I sit with my back against it, holding the little gun to my chest. You could hear the few men speaking to each other, switching from Italian to English.

"Just call him, you damn bastardo. Come on! Maledetto idiota…" One said quite angrily.

I looked over at Lovino. "So are we just going to hide here, or attack them?"

Lovino opened his mouth before there was a loud crash of glass. We both jumped a little, and turned to see what had happened.

"F-Fe…" Lovino blinked as his brother made his way through the glass with a bat in one hand. He looked over at his brother with worried eyes.

"Fratello! Alessa told me to come over here because she was worried about you two!" He smiled hopefully before turning to the other men and held the bat up, pointing it at them.

"Don't you dare touch anyone! All of you, drop your guns!" He glared at them, looking serious and angry.

One of the men stepped forward, smiling and nearly laughing. "And what're you gonna do, little boy? You're gonna hit us with a bat and hope we pass out?" He started to laugh.

Lovino smiled. "Yeah, he may be only 14, but he's really strong when he's serious."

Feliciano smiled. "Fratello!" He reached out, dropping the bat to his feet. Lovi threw the gun he had and Feli caught it, pointing it at the man.

"I'm not afraid to use this!" he called out, kicking the bat over to us. Lovino took the gun from my hands and pointed at the bat. "You use that."

I nodded and clutched the bat to my chest again. Lovino stood up and I stood with him.

The Italian pointed his gun at a different person.

What was I supposed to do? Point my bat at someone?

The man that was standing in front of the rest smiled, and held his gun out, pointing it at me.

"If any of you shoot, I'll shoot him." He smiled evilly.

"Shit." Lovino mumbled.

Feliciano looked over at me with big eyes.

I took a deep breath and smiled. "Feliciano, shoot him." I mumbled.

"N-No! I'm not letting him kill fratello's friend!" he cried out.

"Then, Lovino, you shoot him." I looked over at the older brother who was glaring at me.

"Are you fucking crazy? I'm not letting him shoot you!"

"Just do it!"

"No!"

"Lovino." I stare right back at him. "Fire the damn gun."

The other man laughed and smiled, cocking the gun. "Not so fast." He mumbled before firing his gun.

I gasped and closed my eyes.

Seconds went by, and nothing had happened. No bullet wounds, not blood coming from my body.

Nothing.

So what had he shot?

I opened my eyes, looking over to my right for Lovino.

Who wasn't there.

I start to shake and look down, seeing the Italian laying on the ground.

"O-Oh.. D-Dios…" I mumbled, looking over at Feliciano. He was staring at my feet also, his gun angled towards the ground. Tears fell from his eyes before he had started to scream, holding the gun up and angrily shooting the rest of the men, including the one who had shot Lovino.

I crouched, picking Lovino up off the ground. He was still alive, just shot in the stomach and was bleeding a lot. I put him on my shoulder and heard the shooting stop, followed by a shaky sob from Feliciano. He dropped his gun and ran over to me, wrapping his arms around me and Lovino's unconscious body.

I started to pat the boy's back, trying to calm him down and tell him that it was alright.

"Is there anyway we can contact Alessa?" I asked him after he had stopped crying. He was just sniffling now.

"Y-yeah… I can c-call her…" he mumbled and took out his phone, pressing only one button and held it up to his ear.

When she had answered, they had spoken in Italian to each other and he had started crying halfway into the phone call. He hung up a few seconds after, still sobbing.

"S-S-She's on her way…" he mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

"D-Damn it…" I had heard, causing me to look down at Lovino who had one eye open. "W-W-What are you cry-crying for?"

"Fratello!" Feliciano called out loudly before hugging his brother up to his chest. "I-I thought you had died!"

Lovino winced. "I don't d-die that easily. Now l-let go of m-me before you s-strangle me."

"I-I'm sorry!" Feliciano frowned, rubbing his eyes some more. "A-Alessa should be h-here soon…"

Lovino sighed, struggling to sit up. "G-Great. I-I won't hear the end of this one." He rolled his eyes and me and Feliciano smiled a little with shaky laughs.

"I-It's not funny!" Lovino hissed and pinched his nose. "Lovino, you always get yourself stuck up in this mess." He said in a high pitched voice.

Me and Feliciano continued to laugh.

I guess being in the Mafia won't be that bad at all.

Translations:

Fratello- Brother

Bastardo- Bastard

Maledetto idiota- Damn Idiot

Tutti calmi, va bene? Che tutto andrà bene. Siamo venuti per aiutarvi- All of you quiet, alright? Everything will be fine. We have come to help.

Ero lì ... poi semplicemente un gruppo di uomini tirato fuori le pistole e minacciato che avrebbero sparato se qualcuno ha urlato o cominciato a correre! Non so cosa è successo quando ho pianto e sinistra- I was in there ... and then just a group of men pulled out guns and threatened that they would shoot if someone yelled or started running! I do not know what happened when I cried and left ...

Che cosa è successo- What happened?

HelloHello again!~ owo.

Sorry for taking awhile to make this next Chapter… I didn't start working on it until like… yesterday. –sighs- That's what happens when you play Gakuen Hetalia so much.

Well! –claps- I haven't gotten any reviews yet, but people have been adding this to their favorites~ So I'm glad about that. (If you are those few people I thank you veerry much!

Well, onto starting the next chapter.

P.S.- How did you like Italy in this one? ^w^/ I think he deserved to get a little action in this, don't you?