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"You got him. You actually got him."

"It's what you wanted, da?"

"Yes, but I didn't expect it to be done so quickly, especially on the first try."

Feliciano awoke to hear the muffled sounds of two men arguing. His head was pounding and it was hard to breathe. He couldn't move his hands, or feet. They were tied tightly with thick rope. He tried to yell out, but his mouth was duct taped. He couldn't see out of his now messy, red hair. All he could do was listen and hope Ludwig and Kiku would save him.

"The trap is nowhere near ready yet and Japan and Germany are probably on their way as we speak!" The first voice said in a frustrated tone.

'Ve~ what does he mean by trap?' Feliciano thought with worry. 'He couldn't possibly be thinking of trapping Germany and Japan could he?' Feliciano began to shake with fear.

"It looks like he's awake, da." A familiar voice said.

'That's the same person who kidnapped me last night!' Feliciano thought, shaking even more.

"It would appear so." The other voice sighed.

Feliciano managed to move his head up to see who his captors were. His heart stopped when he saw the two people he feared most in the world; Ivan and Arthur.

"What should we do with him, da?" Ivan said, smiling down upon him. Feliciano's blood ran cold, fearing the worst.

"Hmmm…" Arthur thought. "We could leave him in the hands of France."

Feliciano's heart leapt for joy. His dear brother, Francis was sure to let him go out of sheer sympathy! He loved him far too much to hold him hostage.

"But then again, France would probably let him go out of sympathy."

"Why not leave him with me, da?"

Feliciano's heart stopped. He couldn't even bear the thought of being in the hands of Ivan.

"We're holding him hostage, Russia. He's not your torture victim."Arthur sighed.

Feliciano felt himself calm down. He jumped slightly when he heard another person enter the room.

'Could it be Germany and Japan?' He thought happily. His heart sank when a slender Chinese male with his hair tied in a ponytail entered the room. Feliciano remembered seeing pictures of him in Kiku's home, but that's all he could recall of the man.

"The trap is ready, aru." The man said, bowing his head down.

'Ve~ He acts just like Japan.' Feliciano thought. He briefly glanced at Arthur and noticed his face was a bright red.

"Hey, China, do you think you could hide this guy at your house?" Arthur asked, avoiding the Chinese man's eyes.

"Why me, aru?" The man asked with slight irritation.

"You are the only one here I can trust." Arthur mumbled his face completely red.

Feliciano and the others waited for the man's response.

"Fine. If I must, aru." He sighed finally. He walked over to Feliciano and gracefully picked him up. Feliciano was greatly surprised how swiftly he picked him up, despite his thin stature. As the two left, Feliciano noticed Arthur was still blushing hard.

"Ve~ I wonder what's wrong with him' Italy thought with curiosity.

Yao gracefully carried Feliciano to his home. He wasn't too heavy, so it wasn't too much trouble. Yao had other things on his mind, though.

'Why is England acting so strangely, aru?' He thought. 'He won't even look me in the eye anymore. Could it be that he's mad at me for something aru?' Yao furrowed his brows in thought. 'I've done everything I can do to help him, aru…'

Yao jumped when he felt sudden movement in his arms. He looked down. Feliciano was trying to free himself from Yao's grasp.

"Why do you squirm, aru?" Yao asked the Italian. "You are merely bait and are of no importance. We will not harm you, aru." He smiled down at Feliciano. He felt the small man eventually calm down and become still. Yao was surprised to find that he had fallen asleep.

'Young people truly do become tired far too easily, aru.' The Chinese man thought with a sigh. 'The only person I know who knows how to not burn all of their energy at once is England.' Yao thought some more. 'Him and of course-'He stopped walking and shook his head violently. 'No! I can't think of him, aru…'

Finally he arrived at his dorm. All of the Allies had a small dorm inside of the building. It consisted of one bed, a small kitchen, small bathroom and a study area. It protected them from enemy attacks and was convenient for meetings. Yao opened the door and slipped through with Italy clutched in his arms.

Inside, it smelled greatly of Chinese food. Shades of bright crimson and gold showered the room, giving off a dim glow. A large, red dragon hung from the ceiling, while small Chinese-style lanterns danced around it. A large stuffed panda sat on the large canopy bed draped in red and gold. A small bamboo plant stood alone in the corner of the room. Yao inhaled the air and smiled slightly as he exhaled.

'It smells like home, aru…' He thought happily.

He gently set Feliciano onto the bed. Yao glared at the peaceful man.

'Ai ya! Why the hell do I have to take care of him, aru?' Yao thought angrily. 'Honestly! Those guys can be so high maintenance, aru!'

Yao looked at the picture of him and Arthur on the small round table next to his bed.

'Then again, England needs the help, aru…'

Yao glanced back at the Italian sleeping soundly in his bed.

'I'm sure he'll be hungry when he wakes up, aru.' Yao thought to himself, sighing. 'I guess I should prepare him some food, aru.

A/N END Chapter 2! Thank you for the reviews! They are so motivational! This chapter isn't that long; at least to me it isn't. It's no better than last chapter…

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