A/N: Ok ok I know I gave you guys like no time to reveiw but I really would like to get these out as fast as possible. You may not get an update this weekend I will have a laptop but I think that this is best left off of a laptop used for church.

Romano was in his room. He lived with his brother because nowhere else was really safe. He had heard someone screaming but wasn't sure who it had been. Someone must have disappointed Italy greatly. He sighed he was the only one who had been spared by Italy. He was free as long as he didn't get in Italy's way but with how bad his brother was getting someone would have to intervene. Romano suddenly smelled tar strongly."Damn now what's he planning?" Romano asked looking at his door. "Can't believe I'm doing this." He said getting up and looking for where the smell was coming from. He found where it was emanating from. It was a materials room. He opened the door it was stiflingly hot in the room the tar was melting in huge iron basins. 'what the fuck' he thought a bit freaked out shutting the door quickly and walking away. A few moments later he ran into England. "Watch where your fucking going!" Romano said harshly

"Terribly sorry..." England said bowing quickly to Romano. "I was doing something for Canada..." he said as an explanation

"Just don't do it again" he said.

England bowed again. "I'll be more careful next time." he said and walked away quickly. He opened china's door and told him Canada would not make it to the kitchen that day. This was all within earshot of Romano

Romano turned around momentarily and looked at China's room. 'why the fuck won't he be in the kitchen?' He thought a bit distraughtly. "what did my damn brother do this time?" he asked himself walking to his room. he past by Belarus' room. He could hear her talking to herself although not very well.

"Damn boy... No matter...He still gets hurt...I have to...No it'll just make it worse... What to do what to do... Damn it..." was what he heard he wanted to know but didn't at the same time so he continued walking. Romano was walking down the hall that England, America, and Canada's room was. He looked down at the floor and saw blood. He remembered what England had said to China. He wanted to know but wasn't sure it was a good idea. He stepped in a small pool of blood it was tacky he knew that ment it hadn't been too long since something happened. Romano shook his head "Why the fuck should I care?" he asked himself. He continued to walk unfortunately he had to walk past the bedroom. He saw the blood on the wall where Canada had leaned when he passed out. Romano stopped again and looked at the door. His curiosity battled and won. He went up to the door and knocked.

America got up and opened the door. "Oh Romano..." He said backing into the room and bowed slightly. "Why are you here?" He asked him.

"None of your damn business!" Romano snapped stepping into the room. He looked around the small room there were three very small beds the looked like they had been moved a few times. Canada lie on one of them there were a few large blood spots. "Oh god..." Romano said. "What did my brother do to him?" He asked he was horrified by the sight.

"He beat the crap outta him cause he couldn't put me through enough pain..." America said and looked down at his brother.

Romano clenched his fist "I should be able to stop him!" He said irritably. 'But I can't hurt him anymore than Canada could hurt America...' He thought.

America just laughed it was all he really could think to do. Romano looked at him like he was crazy. "What the hell man? Your little brother looks half dead and your laughing?" Romano asked loudly almost yelling.

America stopped laughing "sorry...Just I doubt that if my brother snapped I would be able to do much about it... I'm an older brother too don't forget that." America said seriously. "If Canada snapped I don't think I could do whatever it took to stop him. I wouldn't be able to hurt him just as he can't hurt me..." He said sitting down and looking at Canada's back. He started pulling bits of glass and fiber glass from the lacerations.

Romano looked at the floor. He didn't really know what to say to him "I guess that's true..." He said looking to one side slightly. He looked up quickly as if having heard something and then quickly left the room.

America was a bit confused by Romano's swift exit. "Must have had something he had to do..." America said and went back to pulling fiber glass.

Romano looked around the hallway and then left it. As he rounded the corner and ran into Spain 'Shit why did it have to be him!' Romano thought as he looked at Spain.

Spain smiled "Romano! How have you been? I haven't seen you much why is that?" he asked obviously having forgotten he wasn't supposed to see Romano.

"I've been fine!" Romano said a tad harshly backing away from Spain. 'Why did it have to be the one who's not supposed to see me?' He thought to himself.

Spain smiled "That's good to hear." He said and then thought for a moment. "Oh right... I'm not supposed to see you anymore..." he said then looked around quickly "I have to go..." he said sadly then quickly walked away hoping Italy didn't see or ever found out.

Romano sighed with relief 'at least he's not a total dumbass' He thought as he started back to his room again

A/N: and that my goodfriends is chapter 6. Romano is possibly my favorite character to write. other than maybe Canada. Well please leave a reveiw I really would like some feed back on my writing.