Elite: Hey guys, I'm back with a new chapter of Nabi is Butterfly.

Jordon: About time.

Elite: Well sorry for being late. Oh and my friend revised this that's not Sugar and Darkness. Please tell me if you like this chapter a bit more. Because I'm thinking of making her the editor for this story only.

Jordon: Well see how it goes if people review.

Elite: So anyways . . .

Jordon: Elite does not own Hetalia in any way, shape, or form.

Elite: I wanted to say that. *tear*

Jordon: Then you should have been quicker.

The Friends That are There

My eyes fluttered open when I heard the door slam. Standing with his back to me stood a tall man with long brown hair. He was wearing a . . . nurse jacket?

"Aiyah, he really needs to relax aru." He said to himself and turned. Blue and brown eyes met caramel ones. He smiled. "It's good to see you awake aru. My name is Wang Yao aru."

"Is that in the Eastern form or the Western form?" I asked in my semi guy voice. As annoying as speaking in that voice is.

"Eastern form aru," He sat down next to me and frowned. "Please don't try to hide your gender from me aru. Alfred and Matthew already informed me aru."

"Okay." I said relieved to be able to return to my normal voice. He nodded in approval. I took in a deep breathe and sighed. Then I returned my attention back to Yao. "Umm," Yao looked at me. "Are you the school nurse?"

"Yes I am aru." Yao sighed. "But I do not actually prefer that term aru."

"I see." I sat up from the bed and leaned forward. My eyes wandered the hospital room. It was nothing new, plain green walls with beds, covered in white sheets, lined up against it. Yao cleared his throat I looked back at him.

"You should be able to walk without your crutch aru." I lifted up the blanket and looked at my ankle. Sure enough the bandages had been removed and I could feel no pain radiating from it as I had for the few past days. "But I recommend you don't do too much for a good week or so aru. Also, there are some bandages around your neck aru."

"Right," I sighed. I put my hand on my neck. I winced when I felt a slight sting. "Damn bruises." I muttered.

"They were more than just bruises aru." I looked at him, horrified. He nodded his head. "There was some blood drawn it appears to be from nails digging into your neck. I would be careful of that assaulter aru."

"Wise words," I agreed.

"Well you can leave now aru." Yao stood up from his chair. "I would still be careful if I were you aru."

I nodded and hopped off of the bed. He handed me a jacket which was obviously Mattie's. Who else would own a sweater with a big maple leaf on the front? I frowned. I really need some of my own jackets. I took the jacket, thanked him and put it on before heading out.

As I was walking something caught my eye. I peered over my shoulder and saw it was a manga; a boy was hunched over intently reading it, obviously oblivious to his surroundings; my shadow must have scared the hell out of him because the next thing I knew; the guy was suddenly on the ground.

"I am sorry." Why the hell this, short black haired, brown eyed person, was apologizing for is beyond me. He stood up and dusted off the dirt that clung to his uniform. "It is very nice to meet you Jordon-san."

"Jordon-san?" I repeated tilting my head to the side. Then a flash of memory enlightened me. "Oh, right Japanese honorifics. I forgot."

"Hai," The Japanese person bowed his head. I bowed back. "Ano, are you lost Jordon-san?"

"A little," I looked around the quad and found it was practically empty. I looked down at the manga on the floor. I picked it up and dusted the dirt off. I meet his eyes once more and handed it to him. "Here's your manga, uh . . . ."

"Ah, Gomenasai," He bowed and retrieved the book from my hands. "My name is Honda Kiku otherwise known as Japan."

"I'm Jordon Torin but I'm guessing you already know that." I smiled.

"Hai, from America-san," Kiku smiled back. I sighed and scratched the back of my head. He looked concerned. "Is anything wrong Jordon-san?"

"I'm bored." I said truthfully. Hey, being stuck in Alfred's and Mattie's room all that time bored me and made me itch for something to do. Wouldn't you get bored too?I looked around the quad again and to no avail, there was practically no one here except for me and Kiku. "Hey, Kiku."

"Hai?" He looked up from his manga that he had returned to reading. "Yes, Jordon-san?"

"Can you lead me to the library?" I might as well read something.

"Hai," Kiku nodded. He bookmarked his spot in the manga and stood up from the bench. He grabbed his black shoulder bag and motioned for me to follow, I trailed behind him.

He's kind of short. Hehehehe, I thought of Allen from D. Gray-Man and how he's always having issues with Kanda because he's constantly calling Allen short, or bean sprout. Then again there is also that familiar short alchemist with blond hair hehehehe.

"Jordon-san?" I blinked and looked down at Kiku. He was looking at me with curiosity. "Are you alright? You were dazing."

"Sorry, I tend to do that." I apologized.

"There is no need." Kiku turned around. "Nonetheless, we are at the library."

I looked up at the familiar building. I guessed right when I saw it during one of my recent visions.

I walked in.

I swear that this school is more pricey and rich than I realize. I mean the library is at least three stories high and lined with hard bound, well cared for, obviously expensive leather books from ceiling to floor. I don't even want to imagine how long the hallways of books are they seem to go on as far as the eye can see. I turned to Kiku who entered the building as well.

"Thanks again." I said to him. He bowed his head and went to off in another direction.

I turned, intending to wander when I spotted Mattie. He looked up and waved at me. I waved back but I headed straight towards a random bookshelf. Some people were staring at me as if there was a big neon sign above my head that said look at me. I ignored them. My fingers trailed the spines of the books until I finally spotted a familiar book. I took it from the shelf.

The title read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.

Yay, something I'm actually interested in! I frowned when I saw the first page. The damn thing was in Swedish. I sighed and put the book back. Then I roamed around the library for something else to read. Hopefully I can find something in . . .

"DAMN COMMIE!" I turned in the direction of Alfred's voice. Then I heard a big giant "boom!" from the main lobby. This can not be good. I headed toward the sounds and peeked over from a bookshelf. Ivan and Alfred were confronting each other. "You bitch; I want a sincere apology out of you!"

"Why do I have to apologize to you for anything?" Ivan countered.

"You gave Jordon bruises all over his neck!" Alfred shouted. My hand went up to my neck and I felt the bandages wrapped snuggly around it. "I want a mother fucking apology out of you!"

"That capital of yours needs to be smarter . . ." Ivan paused. "Oh wait, he can't. He is your capital after all."

"Shut the fuck up you bitch!" Alfred was overwhelmed with rage. "Jordon is more awesome then you realize! More awesome then you that's for sure!"

I smiled as I walked away; I really didn't need to hear anymore. It was cool that he's standing up for me. I only wish he didn't have to quite so loudly. It gets annoying to hear his loud voice, permanently set on max volume, every single day. Believe me, staying with that guy for a whole week is not the more comfortable thing in the world.

"Ah, Jordon" I looked to see Arthur glimpse up from his book. I glanced around and saw that I had walked into a very secluded area. Well in a library this big, I shouldn't be surprised. Arthur cleared his throat. I looked at him. He set his book down and motioned for me to join him. I did just that. "How are you feeling lad? Any better than last night?"

"A little," I said touching the bandages on my neck. It still stung. "Thanks for helping me out last night. But how did you know? Did Mattie come and get you?"

"You saw ummm . . . .. Oh right." Arthur cleared his throat. "You saw Canadia run out of the room didn't you?"

"Canadia?" I could feel a big question mark appear at the top of my head. "Don't you mean Canada? But yes, I did see him run out of the room."

"Right," Arthur looked down at his hands. "Well . . . Canada was suddenly banging on my door. I was very irritated. I thought he was America." How can you mix up the two? The guy has purple eyes god damn it. "As soon as I opened the door he grabbed my arm and dragged me to his room. An old . . . ." he paused looking for an appropriate word I took the chance and sat down in one of the over stuffed chairs scattered around the room. "Acquaintance . . . of mine heard the commotion and came running behind us. By then, the . . ." Arthur swallowed. "The assaulter was going to plunge the knife into you."

"Hmm . . ." I rested my head on the arm of the chair. You'd figured a school like this would have a higher security measures. If Flare could get in once, then she could get in again. I had to admit, I felt pretty vulnerable here. Arthur placed a hand on top of my head. I looked up. "Sorry, I got lost in thought."

"It is alright lad." He smiled but then became serious. "Do you know the person that assaulted you?"

I looked down at the ground. I whispered a faint yes.

"I see." I looked up and Arthur appeared uncomfortable. "So lad, can you please . . ."

"You have finally made your move Angleterre." We both looked up. It was the same guy who helped the other ni . . . . Wait, what the hell did he just say? "But on such young boy, this is a new side of you that I have never seen before."

Wait, is he implying that . . . . Oh god. Arthur stood up and smacked him right on the head. The guy frowned.

"Why do you have to be so mean to me Angleterre?" He complained.

"Because you frog, interrupted me when I was gathering information on the person who assaulted this poor lad." Arthur scowled at him before facing me once more. "I apologize. He is, at times too stupid understand the simplest of concepts."

"It takes one to know one Angleterre." By the accent, I assume that he's France. Yeah, let's assume.

Since I could see a fight brewing, I got up from the chair and stretched, sore from sitting for so long. I resumed my exploration of the library. I wonder if everybody is short tempered. Well there is Kiku who seems like it would be really hard to get him angry.

"Wait, lad." I looked back to see Arthur who caught up and began to walk next to me. Is it me, or did he always have those bumps on his head? "Lad, I want to know the name of the one who assaulted you. I'll make sure she will not hurt you again."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I'm going to arrest the lass." I looked at him with wide eyes. What? He's going to arrest Flare? Does he even have the authority to? He smiled. "I know some people who will be willing to help me. I am the Great Britain."

I looked away at a random bookshelf. I could still faintly hear the argument between Alfred and Ivan.

Should I really?

I mean, is this really what it has come to?

I looked back when Arthur placed his hand on my shoulder. He looked worried, really worried. I sighed as I slapped his hand away even in support I still couldn't stand people touching me.

"I can't recall what her name is right now." I lied. "But I'll let you know once I do know her name."

Arthur nodded his head in agreement before leaving me alone.

I sighed when I found another secluded area. From the amount of dust on these shelves, it would seem as though that nobody has come here for a while. Even the chairs had large amounts of dust on them. Good thing that there is a window here.

I opened the window and the dust scattered. I coughed. I waved my hand so I can try to get some of the dust out of here. I dusted some of the books off too. My eye caught onto the spine of a book. I took the book from the shelf and read the title The Friendship That Was Ever There.

The Friendship That Was Ever There huh? It fits with my current predicament. I mean, I have no freaking idea what I did to Flare to make her so mad at me. I don't even know…..

Wait, yes I do. I know when it started. It was when Alfred invited me to some party. That's when Flare started to say shit about me. While I was standing right there I might add. But if it wasn't for that, I probably wouldn't have officially met Alfred as loud and stupid as he is.

Mattie's not bad. Who am I kidding, he's really sweet. Well maybe a little too sweet for his own good. And I think even Alfred would agree with me there. And he makes the best pancakes, I swear. They are really good. Oh great, now I want some of his pancakes now.

I stated to laugh a little.

"Jordon?" I looked up to see Liechtenstein looking curiously at me. I looked around me to see that I had practically cleaned the whole area. Whoa. I looked at Liechtenstein again. "Hello, Jordon. I heard something being moved and I thought I would investigate."

"Oh, sorry" I rubbed the back of my head. "I was cleaning up this place a little. It was a little too dusty. But what are you doing here?"

She smiled and held up a bucket full of cleaning supplies. I laughed.

"This seems like a great place to read, doesn't it?" I asked.

"Yes it is." Liechtenstein laughed along with me. Then she handed me a pair of gloves. "May I help you?"

"Sure why not?"

So we began cleaning the whole place; from the books to the shelves to the chairs, and even the window. By the time we were done, it was sunset. I yawned as I collapsed onto one of the chairs. Lilli had already sat in one of the chairs.

"Man, it's been forever since I've cleaned anything this well before." I smiled. I'm not even a cleaning type of person. I looked at Liechtenstein. "Thanks for the help."

"No problem, Ms. Jordon." I looked at her and gasped. I guess that scared her. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Forgive me."

"Whoa there, Lilli, relax." I put my hands up and cleared my throat. She looked up at me, time to talk normally. "I'm just surprised that you knew that I was a girl."

"It wasn't that hard, Ms. Jordon." I tilted my head to the side, questioning. "The way you laughed gave it away."

"I see." I sighed I could see a big sweat mark appear on my head like in so many mangas. "Hey, Liechtenstein, can you keep this a secret?"

"Of course. . ." Liechtenstein replied looking down. I tilted my head to the side once again. "I have two favors to ask of you."

"Okay . . ."

"Please call me Lilli." She smiled. "I know saying my full country name is quite a hassle." I nodded my head at that, no argument there. "And also . . ."

"Lilli!" I turned around to see Switzerland. "Ah there you are. What are you doing with the District of Columbia?"

"I'd rather be called by my other name if you don't mind." I frowned at my altered voice. I hated it so much, it grated my throat, and it hurt. "I was helping Lilli clean this place up a little."

Switzerland looked at the dusted bookshelves, wiped leather chairs, and sparkling window and nodded his head. Then he glared at me. My frown turned into a grimace. What the hell is this guy's problem? Did I do anything to him? Uhhh let me think. . . .No! It's a good thing Lilli intervened.

"It's true, big brother." We both looked at Lilli who only smiled. "If Jordon was not here then I would have never finished cleaning."

"Well, I could have helped you." Switzerland replied, and walked past me to stand beside his little sister; however, not before glaring at me yet again. I can feel a thousand angry marks on my head. What the hell is this guy's problem?

"But you were busy; I didn't want to bother you." I turned around at Lilli's comment. She's pretty sweet isn't she? I shrugged and began to walk away best to leave them alone. "Ah, Jordon," I turned around again. "It is very nice to meet you again."

"Yeah, I'll catch you later." I smiled.

Author's Note:

Elite: And so there you have it!

Jordon: It's actually pretty clean for once. Not from you're usually writing.

Elite: Well I'm sorry if I'm not much of a writer okay? But I still like writing. *sigh*

Jordon: In any case, I can't wait to find out what happens next.

Elite: Well be prepared, because the next chapter is going to be a little weird and it has to do with the second favor Lilli was about to ask before you-know-how interrupted.

Jordon: Why?

Elite: Please review this story before I spoil anything more. And please tell me if you guys like this chapter more then my other ones. Thankies! XD

Jordon: Elite . . .

Elite: Bye!