A/N: Thank you everyone for the page views! I got like almost two hundred every day since the last update! And thank you for the reviews! This is a really good chapter since it has Romano and Prussia in it, we haven't seen them since chapter one! And it has a fight too! And a new character! Enjoy~

Ludwig was nervous. No he was beyond nervous, he was terrified! He and brother were going to perform in front of the Italians and Asians. They wore classic armor of the Roman army. Gilbert kept complaining how it was uncomfortable and embarrassing. Germania kept making motions that look like he was going to hit Gilbert. Ludwig pulled Gilbert away from the curtain.

"What's wrong West?"

"I don't want to go out there!" Gilbert looked at his little brother. From his view, he looked horribly pale and pasty, like he was sick. He was shaking.

"It's going to be fine!" Gilbert told Ludwig that but it didn't help. Gilbert sighed, "Get on your knees."

Ludwig obeyed and got on his knees. Gilbert placed a hand on his head, took a deep breath.

"tu est cum, ego valo vit. ego habit volo arm fortum, tuus sicut."

Ludwig knew of this phrase. He and his brother had made it up when they were little. He felt better now and ready to perform.

"You two! What are you doing over there? Come here now!" They ran back to the curtain and prepped themselves for their performance. Once they were out, they bowed to the audience and to each other. And then they started.

"Germania, why are you still having your sons do this? Can't you teach them newer skills?"

Gilbert got distracted by what Rome had said and lowered his guard, allowing Ludwig to get a good hit on him. He stumbled back rubbing his face.

"Because they have not perfected skills that are basic!"

Gilbert was mad now. He grabbed Ludwig by the arm and turned him around. He shoved him away and while Ludwig was in his confuse state, he whipped his back. Ludwig wanted to cry out. Gilbert had cheated.

"That was quite impressing! What do you think Feliciano? Lovino?"

"I want them to fight better Grandpa. The German bastards are weak!"

Gilbert looked at the older prince for a moment, allowing Ludwig to run into him with great force. And again Gilbert stumbled back. He wasn't weak, he was a strong warrior! He was going to prove it to the prince. He grabbed Ludwig's arm again and pulled it back behind his back.

"Gilbert what are you doing?" Ludwig whispered.

"Entertaining, my dear little West."

"You are going to pop my arm out!"

"Then fight properly!" Gilbert shoved Ludwig to the ground and started spinning his whip. Ludwig struggled to get up and start spinning his own whip. They threw their whips at each other and when they tried to pull back, they tangled. The brothers threw the whips down and just stood there staring at each other. Ludwig was breathing heavy. His back and arm hurt and his mind was jumbled up. Gilbert was calm.

"What of now Germania? Will you teach them newer skills now?"

Germania didn't answer. It was getting intense for Feliciano and Kiku. They were scared for Ludwig. Lovino was laughing.

"Fight! Hit him! Fight!"

Then they went down. The two German brothers wrestled on the cold stone floor. Gilbert grabbed his brother's head and hit it on the stone. Ludwig did cry out this time. His head was pounding. It was getting intense and worse! Germania did not know if he should pull his sons apart; he looked to Rome for the answer. Rome was horrified.

"Rome, do you want me to stop them?"

"For Christ's sake! YES! Stop them!" Germania pulled Gilbert off of Ludwig and pinned him down under his foot.

"Lovino, shame on you for doing that!" Rome screamed at his older grandson.

"Feliciano-sama, I am scared of Ludwig-kun's brother."

"So am I. Prussia is a strong warrior, a scary warrior!"

Gilbert laughed but it wasn't the right person. He looked at Lovino asking for praise.

"It was a good fight but it ended too soon!" Lovino was happy that the Germans fought, "He would have been a good warrior three thousand years ago!"

Gilbert smiled.

"But now, he's useless."

He felt his heart stop. His face drained of color and his smiled disappeared. He wanted to be a warrior! He wanted the approval of the oldest prince!

"Italia Romano!" Everyone flinched, "Why must you be rude? If he had continued the younger brother would be dead! What if you had attacked Feliciano and killed him?"

"That wouldn't have happened! Feliciano would surrendered and let me win. Besides you can't kill a nation!" Lovino got up and walked out of the room, slamming the door.

"Why must he be like that?"

Everyone was quiet. They guessed Ludwig wasn't really in danger but the thought of watching someone be killed was scary. How were they not to be scared? Gilbert had showed that he was a strong warrior and he had the bloodlust drive to be one.

"I am still not teaching them the skills, Rome."

"Why not?" Gilbert screamed, "Why can we not use guns? I want to use them!"

Germania add more pressure, "Because you can't master the skills I had to learn and I am not the proper teacher for those skills!"

Gilbert hadn't thought about it before. His father was right on many levels. The pressure disappeared and Gilbert pushed himself up and unclipped the main part of the armor. He ran out of the palace and stood in the garden.

"Excuse me?" Gilbert turned to look at a blonde with glasses. The blonde was dressed in very nice clothing. He looked at himself. He had a plain tunic that was high in fashion about three thousand years ago along with his fighting skills. He blushed from embarrassment.

"Yes do you need something?"

"Do you live here? I'm lost."

"No, I am a guest for the day. You missed a good performance! I can show you around. My name is Gilbert. Gilbert Belischmidt."

"Oh you are German! That's pretty cool! My name is Matthew Williams, well it's actually Kirkland but I plan on going independent!" Matthew smiled and so did Gilbert. For some odd reason they thought it was pretty normal to be together.

"Do you actually have to be here?"

"No, why?"

"I want to show you around the city," Gilbert grabbed hold of Matthew's hand and led him out of the garden, "This way you don't get lost!" Gilbert winked at Matthew who blushed. Gilbert didn't care if he wasn't really supposed to be out of the palace at the moment. He didn't care if he was going to get punished. And neither did Matthew.

~Back in the Palace~

"Are you alright?" Feliciano was helping Ludwig up.

"Yeah but that was really weird!"

The three friends were the only ones in the performance hall. Germania had gone to look for Gilbert and Rome went to talk to Lovino.

"What do we do now? I don't want to do anything that will hurt you."

"I'll be fine, I'm a German! We are strong warriors!"

"Then why are you treated like dirt Ludwig-kun?"

"I don't know something Vaati did a long time. That sounds right. I don't remember much from my childhood."

They were silent for a few minutes before Feliciano suggested they go outside and lie in the grass and watch the clouds. The other two agreed and they were not seen until sunset.

A/N: Nice little chapter…well it was longer than other chapters but…uh…CANADA! Matthew Williams has arrived and won't be been seen in this story for a looooong time! He and Gilbert will have their own multi-chapter side story as so will Romano and Spain (who has not arrived yet! But I decided to give you a little spoiler!). Those are my three favorite pairings!

Preview for the next chapter!

They looked through the maps. Gilbert had stayed on one map in peculiar.

"What's so important about that one map brunder?"

"It has me on it!" Everyone crowded around him. "This," He pointed at a certain spot on the map, "Is me. Well me back a few hundred years and to the west somewhere is Ludwig. I just don't know where exactly but of course this is an outdated map so it is going to be different."

"What is this?" Kiku pointed at a spot west of Gilbert's territory.

"Oh that is…"I don't know. Well I do I just don't remember!"

"It's alright Gil."