I know I know...It's been about a full decade before I got this up (I kept forgetting my password)

NOW NOW...Turkey gets a little mean and rude in this part (He got mad at Egypt) And a little touchy feely with Iceland ;3
(Gehehehehe) So this chapter is more of a "Thank you" chapter

(You'll find out why) and another cliffhanger

Hetalia ain't mine.

"Where to begin with this one…." Turkey said with a slightly sadistic smirk on his face.

Both the two boys looked very pale, especially Egypt, knowing that he had never actually disobeyed Turkey like this until now.

The very first person he glared at as always was Greece. "I'd expect this from you…." He said with the smirk still visible on his face. "But you…"

He beamed over at Egypt. "You should know better than to be this bad…"

His smirk disappeared turning into a very calm but serious stern on his face. "Especially coming into my private area. Was there any reason to go there anyway?" All eyes then fell on Egypt. "I know I know you're a bit younger but it wouldn't hurt to be responsible every once in a while.."

Turkey's voice started to pick up a higher lever. Iceland felt a little scared shiver go across his back, which was transferred through Egypt, and now Greece who felt a cloud of guilt rain over his head, as Turkey bombarded young Egypt. "It wouldn't hurt to be thoughtful in a while…I mean yeah he never listens but you….you should be smart enough to know DAMN well THAT YOU shouldn't BE doing these things!" Turkey finally hollered. It echoed through the palace, and could be heard loud enough to where the birds fluttered out of the trees. Then dead silence, for at least 10 painful seconds, as Egypt's tan face turned a shade of white as if he had seen a ghost. It was almost noticeable on Greece, and felt on Iceland's.

"To your rooms..." He said turned around. "And that little kid, Come with me." He said motioning Iceland. "I don't want to see you OUT Until I figure out the right punishment." Then, without another word, Turkey walked off still felt with steam on his insides.

The three boys slowly fell dead silent as Turkey came over and slipped his big hands into Iceland's young pale, white hands. Refusing to let go, Greece tugged and resisted. "You're not taking her anywhere," He said, pulling Iceland towards his direction.

Slowly Turkey bent down and started to smirk. "Oh so now You're gonna protect your little 'Girlfriend?'" he said teasingly which sent Greece's face turning steam red, and Iceland feeling a blush cover his face.

A loud squawk came from the black and white animal that trudged around with the trio. Egypt noticed Greece get into attack mode, and quickly pulled him away from Turkey's general direction, sending him and Greece tumble backward, and Iceland clinging onto Turkey's knee. Then they walked off into the hall, as Iceland looked behind him and took a glimpse of Greece's face before dispersing into the hall with Turkey.

"They got away! My girl!" Greece hollered as he got up and dusted himself.

"Did you NOT Hear him yell at me!" Egypt shot at him. He was already upset at the fact that he was getting punished for something so small. Having Greece around doubled his chances of trouble.

Greece's cloud of guilt came back again, as Egypt brought that up. "Yeah...sorry about that.." He said gloomy as the cloud of guilt hung around like a burden. Slowly the two headed off to their rooms with no other solution to getting him back.

Greece toiled around with the tails of his cat, slowly and carefully, with nothing better to do.
He couldn't wait till before dinner, being coiled up in this room for so long away from his 'girl,' and not being able to apologize to Egypt. He sat there in agony, on his bed staring straight through the crystal clear windows that lead to what got Egypt in trouble. Then at his cats. He stared at his cats for a brief few minutes, suddenly having an epiphany. He stood straight up on his bed, with his ears perked like an animal, scooping up one of his cats, and slowly going over to his room door.

The cats are my key answer to this one He thought in the back of his head. And this time Egypt wouldn't get yelled at for anything HE did on his own. If he could get the cat to go directly to Turkey's room, he could get Iceland to come over to his room, considering the fact that Turkey loathed any cats Greece had in his room, from god-knows-where. But before he did, he decided it'd be best to paste notes that they could pass back and forth to each other.

Slowly he grabbed a sheet of clean nice paper and some ink pens left over, and wrote out in his best writing:

How is it in his room? I really miss you

Love Greece
"This outta do it.." He said, taking his yarn string and tying it to his cat, Gyros' ear. Soon the cat was set off into the hallway. This was going to be an easy task...So long as it didn't end up in Turkey's hands.

Soon he watched Gyros disappear into the end of the hallway, as he let out a huge grin.

"Yer' a very very quiet young boy..." Turkey said pacing back and forth on his authentic thread-woven rug in his gloriousness. "Very very...quiet...You can keep secrets can't ya'?"
Iceland just stared at him, rapidly shaking his head, wide eyed, on the big mahogany canopy bed with his puffin on the floor, siding to the window.

His room was a rather large, high maintenance high class type of decor, which in this case Iceland had never seen before. It consisted of the same material for the curtains as well. The bed was fine silk, that matched the maid outfit that Iceland had on as Turkey made him try it on.

"I like it..." Turkey said stopping his pacing. He walked towards the little young boy. Soon Iceland's eyes turned wide into as if he were in a trance. As Turkey got closer, his smirk looked more and more sadistic.

Slowly, he knelt down, and placed his big manly hand on Iceland's young, lamb-like cheeks, having the other clutched onto the silk bedding and leaned over closer with his breath being joined by the young boy's. Now Iceland was face to face, eye to eye, with a man he barely knew, and was terrified of. He slowly moved his hand to the back of the outfit to untie the knots and slip off the shoulder piece, moving his dry chapped lips to the young boy's fresh neck when suddenly his door opened sending Turkey, and Iceland jumping back in fright.

It was Gyros.

Turkey quickly removed his hand from the back area and stepped a few feet away.

"Oh...Just one of Greece's Cats," Turkey said picking it up and then dropping it. He let out a big purr before leaving it on the floor.

"Can you...maybe take this cat back to that kid...?" Turkey asked as he sat back on the bed glaring out the window.

Quickly, the young Icelandic boy picked up the cat, and scurried onto the next hallway.

"Takk*" He said cheerfully atthe fact that Greece had saved him from years worth regretting and pain.

As soon as he got there, he knocked on the door of the young grecian kid, as it flew open.

Greece immediately ran over almost knocking the poor young boy down. "I missed you!" he said almost nearly choking the young boy.

As he stepped back, he was a bit dumbfounded and turned red at the sight of the boy in a maid's outfit. "What's the matter?" The young icelandic boy asked as he got closer to the grecian. "I just wanted to thank you...You saved me"

"Really!" he young grecian kid said ecstatic.

"Yes...Come closer..." Iceland said. "Closer..."

He gave young Greec a peck on the cheek, sending him to go crazy.

"Sshhhh! He shouldn't know I'm staying here so long.." Iceland said calming down the boy.

"I hope you got my note..." Greece said, which made Iceland get confused.

"The note..?" He said, thinking...

All of a sudden they both went blank.

"What if...he has the note!' They both cried in unison...

Then his voice echoed through the hallway. "Are ya done yet?"

They both fell in silence...Finally Greece said, "Okay okay...Maybe it fell in the hallw-"

"I have to go back.." Iceland said scurrying through the hallway. "I'll see you tonight!" He said as he disappeared in the hallway. Soon there was no sight of him, or the note. Just a cat with nothing but an old piece of string.

"Let's just hope he doesn't have it..." Greece Gulped. "But what exactly did he mean by 'Thank you..' and 'you saved me..'?" He thought...

The answer was yet to come.~

Sorry it's bad...

I was up at 4 finishing something and I figured "Hey maybe I should finish this up!"

So it's not as good as I expected it. SOWWY!

I'll edit it soon...

And Takk* - Thank you