Now here's part 2 to Atlantis and Lichtenstein's adventure in Japan. I hope everyone enjoys it. :D Please review!

There's going to be a slight Ouran High School Host Club crossover. Can you spot all the hosts? :)

In their hotel room, Atlantis and Lichtenstein are on the bed playing with the 3-D chocolate heads of all the countries. Several of the chocolate heads, on napkins, are scattered all over the bed leaving small spaces for the females to sit on the bed.

Atlantis feels pretty accomplished. Lichtenstein seems to be happier from her heartbreak, but…

Atlantis peers into the small country's eyes. It still holds sadness and disappointment. Lichtenstein is taking the rejection to heart. She wonders what else she can do to help. The Atlantean is not very experienced with love. She needs an expert.

Atlantis picks up one of the chocolate heads and stares in thought. The first thought that went through her head is "Who?" Maybe Hungary gave her a picture of a random stranger? She doesn't recognize this man.

Atlantis points to the mysterious chocolate head. "Lichtenstein, do you recognize this man?"

Lichtenstein looks thoughtful, and then says, "No." Atlantis shrugs and eats it. This man tasted as good as he looks~

Somewhere in Canada…..

Canada sneezes. He shudders at the sudden chill. The Canadian hugs Kumajro tighter. "I feel like someone made a perverted comment about me…"

Kumajiro softly nudges Canada's shoulder. "Who are you?"

Canada quietly sighs, "I'm Canada, your owner." The Canadian sets down Kumajiro and continues eating his pancakes. His shoulders slouch "Who would talk about me if they don't even know I exist?"

Lichtenstein bites off chocolate Switzerland's head. "Where are we going to next?"

Atlantis rubs her chin in thought. She grins and claps her hands once. "I know! Let's go to the park across the street. It looks beautiful."

Atlantis is interrupted by her cell phone. She fumbles through her skirt's pockets looking for her cell phone. She finds it and looks at the caller I.D. She scoffs: it's her boss. She's not going to answer him. She's still furious over their disagreement.

She angrily shoves her phone back into her pocket and gives a slight huff.

"Who was that Atlantis?" Lichtenstein asks curiously. Atlantis waves it off and lies, "Wrong number."

Atlantis grabs her bag and heads to the door. "Let's go have some fun." Atlantis walks out of the hotel room with Lichtenstein struggling to catch up. Lichtenstein hurriedly locks the door and rushes to catch up with Atlantis. "Wait for me!"

Lichtenstein shivers and hugs herself. "I think we go back to the hotel. It's late already."

Atlantis picks a red flower and reaches for Lichtenstein's hair. She places the flower behind her ear. "It's not too late to have some fun." In her opinion, Lichtenstein looks cute with the flower in her hair.

Atlantis and Lichtenstein stop halfway on the bridge and gaze into the clear water. The colorful koi fish splashed around and made ripples in the water. Atlantis licks her lips. She has never eaten koi fish before. Seafood is very popular in Atlantis. (The majority of the food is sea creatures. They're surrounded waterfalls, lakes, and mountains.) If Lichtenstein wasn't here, she would have used her water elemental powers to lift her tasty meal out of the water and into her mouth.

Lichtenstein sighs. "Atlantis, do you think big brother will forgive me? I left the house without him."

Atlantis snaps out of her fish daydreams. She tries her best to console her, "Of course he will. He can never stay mad at you." Lichtenstein still looks upset by the slouch of her shoulders. Atlantis muses in her mind anything activities that would cheer Lichtenstein up.

Maybe fishing for koi fish? No, that's what she wants to do. A toy store perhaps?

"Hello miss you don't look like you're around here."

Atlantis turns around and sees a short Japanese man with blue–she suspects it's dyed- hair. She gives a hesitant nod. The man smiles a creepy grin. "You speak English? That's great." The man tries to take a peek behind her. "Is that your daughter behind you?"

Lichtenstein clings to Atlantis' skirt. Lichtenstein cringes and mumbles, "This man feels creepy, can we leave please?" Atlantis couldn't help but agree with her. The "I love Americans" T-shirt gives off a creeper vibe.

Atlantis slowly, but gently, reaches behind her and signals the small country to walk backwards. When she couldn't feel Lichtenstein behind her anymore, she takes a few steps back as well. Atlantis moves her other hand onto the bridge's handrail.

"She's my niece," Atlantis swiftly lies. The man takes a step forward. "That's nice. Do you live around here?"

"No." Atlantis slowly glides her hand, looking for any dampness in the wood. Her fingers pause when she finds it. She gives a small smirk. Atlantis keeps her hand still, careful to keep both Lichtenstein and the man from seeing what she's doing. Atlantis wills the damp wood water to form into ice needles.

The short man stands a few centimeters from her face. "How about both of you be my penpals. You won't regret it."

With his eyes focusing on her, Atlantis shifts the ice needles between her fingers. "Find a real American, fool." Atlantis quickly hits his neck's pressure points with the ice needles. His eyes widen in shock. Atlantis quickly moves to the right and dodges his falling body.

The creepy man's body lays slump on the wooden bridge, unmoving.

Atlantis runs with agile and carries Lichtenstein bridle style while she runs off the bridge. Lichtenstein squeaks in surprise. "Wha-" Atlantis interrupts, "Sorry, I want to leave as fast as possible."

Lichtenstein struggles but manages to look over Atlantis' shoulder. The small country gulps, "D-Did you, you know, k-kill him?" Atlantis makes it out of the park and runs down a few blocks. Some of the people on the street stare after them but Atlantis ignores it.

Atlantis tries to calm her down. "Of course not, I'm not a killer." Okay, she killed hundreds of people, but she didn't need to know that. "I hit some pressure points, so he'll be unconscious for a couple of hours." When his body is discovered, people might think he's dead. His body is in a state that can be easily mistaken for death. Not her problem.

Atlantis stops in front of a fancy building with people waiting in line to get inside. Atlantis sets Lichtenstein down and sheepishly smiles, "I think we should head back to our room."

Lichtenstein nods. Atlantis couldn't help but feel someone is glaring at her. She shudders. It felt like a very, very angry glare. Before the females can leave the area, a man in a suit grabs their arms. "Don't be shy and stand there all night, there's room in here for both of you."

Atlantis violently tries to pull her arm from his grip. "Unhand me mortal!" The man laughs off her comment. "Just between us, I'm going to let you inside without waiting in line. It looks like both of you have been through a rough time."

Lichtenstein asks, "What is this place?" The man smiles, "Why don't you find out for yourself?" He nudges them forward. Atlantis glares but opens the elegant golden doors. All of a sudden, she's hit with rose petals. Lots and lots of rose petals. Some of it even gets in her mouth. She ungracefully spits out the trapped rose petals.

A man dressed in a suit smiles at them. "Welcome to the Sakura Host Club, allow me to seat you with an available host." He leads the two countries past tables of single men surrounded by giggling woman. Atlantis feels a little nervous. She hopes they didn't walk into a strange club.

Atlantis murmurs to Lichtenstein, "Lichtenstein, do you know what a host club is?"

"No, but big brother told me to never go to one."

Atlantis does her best to hold herself together. If Switzerland tells Lichtenstein to not do something, chances are, it might be bad for the small country to be exposed to. Switzerland will be furious if he finds out she allowed Lichtenstein to experience this….host club. Judging by the looks of the woman nearly on top of a man's lap, host clubs are not making a very good first impression.

The escort bows and leads them to a blonde-haired man sitting on a plush sofa. The blue-eyed man pats the seats next to him. Atlantis and Lichtenstein warily sit on both sides of the man. Atlantis feels kind of awkward. She doesn't know what to say.

The man pulls a rose out of nowhere and hands it to Atlantis. "Hello princess, my name is Suoh Tamaki. May I ask for your name?"

Atlantis has a faint blush on her cheeks. She turns her head to the side. She's not used to men courting her. She's a very intimidating woman. (According to Atlantean males.) Men usually cower in fear in her presence.

"It's um-"

"Mr. Tamaki, what's a host club," questions Lichtenstein. Tamaki brightens. "A host club is where the handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands." Tamaki hugs Lichtenstein in glee. "Just think of it as an elegant playground."

Lichtenstein blushes terribly. "P-Please let me go."

Atlantis lets out a sigh of relief. She didn't have a cover up name. It's not as though she can go around 'claiming' she's Atlantis. That's classified information that only the countries and their bosses themselves are allowed to know about. She should really get around to having a name in hand.

Tamaki tightens his hug. "You're so adorable, my daughter."

Atlantis narrows her eyes. She gets up to sit on the other side on Lichtenstein. She wraps her arms around Lichtenstein's waist, below Tamaki's arms. The Atlantean nuzzles her face into the blonde's hair. "Hands off, she's my daughter."

Lichtenstein protests, "B-But, we're not related…."

Tamaki continues to snuggle Lichtenstein, ignoring Atlantis. "You remind me of my sweet Haruhi-chan~ So cute and innocent."

Atlantis smiles contently. "If I could, I would adopt you in a heartbeat." Atlantis wants children so badly now. She needs them to fill the void. She's suffering from empty nest syndrome, dammit! "The voiiiid."

Lichtenstein struggles for freedom. "Is this how host clubs are like?"

If host clubs allows her to hug adorable children -and not be accused of being a cougar- and be courted by sexy men, that's fine with her. She should introduce host clubs in Atlantis. That'll be something fun to do in her spare, and lover-less, time.

A loud screech invades the host club.

"THERE YOU ARE MY PRECIOUS GIRLS."

Atlantis, startled, stops nuzzling Lichtenstein to see the crazy American-loving fanboy. "What the- he's supposed to still be knocked out. There must be a term for Japanese citizens obsessed with Americans."

"It's okay that you're British, I still love you girls either way." Crazy bastard. First he thought they were Americans, and now British? Does it sound like she has an accent like England?

He dashes for them but with Atlantis' quick thinking, she snags a nearby boy's cake and hurls it to the stalker's face. The cake hits the target, causing him to fall into another host's sofa. The woman shriek in fear.

"Takashi, she took my cake!"

Atlantis cups her hands and shout hollers, "Food fight!" American movies come in handy. She recalls scenes of American children screaming food fight in a school cafeteria. It's not the same situation as she's in, but hey, it's useful for escapes.

Two mischievous twins gather all the sweets at their table and hurls them at everyone around them. They also scream, "Food fight!"

The host club crumbled into chaos. Hosts and guests propped up tables for cover. Close friends betray each other to save themselves, and their dresses, from the oncoming hoard of sweets. While others joined in on the food fight.

With the stalker distracted by the chaos, Atlantis takes this opportunity to slip onto the floor, pulling Lichtenstein with her.

Atlantis starts army crawling past the toppled tables and plush sofas. "Follow me, Lichtenstein. We'll escape together."

Together, the two countries manage to army crawl past all their obstacles. (Although they do have cake stains on their clothing.) Once outside, they stand and give a sigh of relief.

Lichtenstein smiles widely, "Even though a creepy stranger hugged me, that was the most fun that I've had in a while." Lichtenstein takes a hold of Atlantis' hand and walks down the block. "Switzerland never lets me do this kind of stuff."

Atlantis uses her free arm to play with her blue crystal necklace. "Well, if you ever want to have rebellious fun, call me."

Lichtenstein points at a GameStop. "I'll be right back; I want to buy something quick." Before Atlantis can protest, Lichtenstein scurries into store.

Atlantis looks up to the sky. It was very dark now. They truly need to head back to the hotel now. She doesn't want to bump into anymore crazy people. They're everywhere, especially roaming the night for their prey.

Atlantis feels slight movement in her pocket. On instinct, the Atlantean grabs the person's arm, ready to throw them over her shoulder before she hears, "Atlantis, where is Lichtenstein. You're supposed to be with her."

Atlantis becomes immobilized. "It can't be..."

Atlantis shakily turns to see Switzerland impatiently standing there with a dark look on his face. Atlantis forces a smile on her face. "O-Oh hello Switzerland, nice meeting you here….in Japan." Oh Poseidon, Lichtenstein said she deserted Switzerland back at her home.

Switzerland pulls out a gun from his jacket. "I'll say this again, where is she?" Atlantis gulps. He wouldn't shoot a woman, would he? Yes, since she's a country, she can't die. But it doesn't make it any less painful.

"She's-"

"You have the nerve to expose Lichtenstein to a host club," Switzerland says with disgust in his voice.

That explains the hostile glare she felt outside the host club. She's a dead woman now. Nothing can be worse than this.

Lichtenstein walks out of GameStop with a plastic bag. "Look Atlantis, I got the Modern Warfare game you recommended. I'll return your Black Ops game lat- oh…" Lichtenstein stops dead in her tracks.

She stands corrected; no one will find her body after Switzerland is done with her.

Switzerland seethes in anger. "You're the one who introduced her to that game?!"

Atlantis stutters, "I can explain-" She can't snitch on Ukraine, Hungary, and Belarus. That will put her on bad terms with them. It looks like she's going to have to take the fall for the sake of future good relations with the female countries.

Switzerland cocks the gun and points it at Atlantis. "Five seconds. Run."

Atlantis doesn't hesitate and runs so fast she could be mistaken for an Italian. Lichtenstein is in good hands now that Switzerland is around.

Switzerland puts the gun back in his pocket. He grasps Lichtenstein's hand. "I don't want you to talk to Atlantis ever again. Don't even go near her."

Lichtenstein's eyes widen. "But-"

"No buts, let's go back home." Switzerland moves to the opposite direction of Atlantis' running, but Lichtenstein refuses to budge. She says a firm "No."

Switzerland gawks at her in shock.

"You scared away my crush before I left for my flight."

Switzerland gasps. "You mean that boy was-"

Lichtenstein nods. She looks him in the eyes. With a sudden gain of boldness and bravery, she says, "Yes, I don't want you scare him, or any future crushes, okay."

"No, they have to go through me first."

Lichtenstein looks at him with hurt. "Why not? I'm old enough to have a boyfriend."

Switzerland looks at the ground, embarrassed, with a small blush on his face. "Because, I don't want them to take you away from me."

Lichtenstein's eyes soften. She gives Switzerland a huge hug. "I'll never leave you big brother. You'll always be my favorite.

Switzerland has a faint smile on his face as he hugs Lichtenstein back.

After a few moments of silence, Switzerland says, "You still can't see Atlantis ever again."

"…..Darn it…."

Atlantis sprints from the 'scene of the crime,' glad to make it out alive. It looks like she's another one of Switzerland's survivors. Sadly, as she rounds a corner, she crashes into a police officer.

Atlantis falls onto her back from the force. She feels something fall from her pocket, but she ignores it.

The police officer glares at her. He bends down and picks up a gun from the floor.

"Do you have a permit for this?"

Atlantis stares dumbfounded. "It's not my gun, officer." She then comes to a sudden conclusion. Switzerland must have put the gun into her pocket earlier. Darn it, he probably planned for her to run into the law enforcement, like she always unfortunately does.

He narrows his eyes. "Unlikely story." He reaches for her until she takes action. She leaps onto her feet and roundhouse kicks his face. The officer is taken by surprise. The strong force of the kick sends him flying to the wall. Taking advantage of his distraction, she sprints in another direction.

Atlantis will never get a break from running from the police. She just knows it.

China steps out of his house to enjoy a night stroll. He gapes at the sight outside the house and rushes back inside his house screaming, "Evil ghosts are haunting me, aru!"

What made him scream so badly? It was the sight of giant China-chocolate heads on wooden stakes.

Who put the giant chocolate heads of China outside of his house? It certainly wasn't Atlantis. She's too busy outrunning the cops in Japan and Lichtenstein would never do that to anyone. It's a mystery the world will never solve. :D

Just like there are Weeaboos - Someone who is obsessed with Japan/Japanese Culture/Anime, etc. and attempts to act as if they were Japanese, even though they're far from it. – there are Japanese people with is obsessed with Americans and American culture. The term the Japanese natives dubbed these people escapes me for a moment.

Every country has their own weeaboos. There's just more publicity on the weeaboos obsessed with anime.