Hey! 'tis me! I am sorry for this being late, finals and grad parties made the week hectic and uber busy so I am sooooo sorry!

Chapter 4

Now we were out of the restaurant and on our way back to the mental hospital thing or something of that sort. Why he wanted to bring me back there after almost getting killed from a pipe, I have no clue.

We will be there soon, that is if I DON'T DIE FROM HIS DRIVING! Did I mention that it scares me? If not, IT SCARES ME!

Veneziano says we will be there soon, and by the time we get there they'll... probably have it figured out. He's not too sure though. I'm not too sure either.

I am nervous. What if they throw me back on the street? What if they kill me? lists of things that could possibly happen fly through my head. What about that Russia guy? He looked quite scary... Even that Germany... He looked angry and scary no matter how much Veneziano says he isn't.

To be honest I am nervous out of my mind. I don't want to go back to where I was before... I like Veneziano's company. He is kinda annoying and he talks too much but he is a truly nice guy.

While I was thinking, we have arrived at the building. Yikes.

We walk in and once again, they are arguing. It seems to be the norm for them, as they seem to do it whenever I see them. I keep on hearing my name shouted, and I think they are arguing my fate. To be honest this is quite scary, I really don't like the fact that my fate is in their hands, because it seems they can't hold a conversation without beating the crap out of each other.

After about ten minutes, they finally acknowledge our existence. One of the men with glasses and blue eyes shouts, "Dudes! Shut up! The chick is here!" All the peoples heads snap to me and Veneziano, and I catch one girl beating the guy who called me beautiful over the head with a frying pan.

"Um... Hi?" I mutter trying to hide behind Veneziano who is, in turn trying to hide behind me.

"ITALY!" shouts Germany "What the heck were you doing with her!" As he is yelling Veneziano pulls out a flag(?) and starts waving it back and forth very fast.

"I'm so sorry Germany! Don't hurt me! I didn't mean to! Don't hurt me!" he ends with a very womanly screech. "Don't hurt me," he whimpers, still waving the flag.

"So dudes! Have we reached a decision?" shouts the guy with glasses.

A guy who looks nearly identical to the guy with glasses except for a random curl and violet eyes speaks in the quietest voice I have heard since I came here, and I have to strain my ears to hear him.

"Um, I-I think we sh-should tell her the tru-"

"Ze most awesome Prussia just got struck by an awesome idea! Ve should tell her the truth!" interrupts the guy now known as Prussia.

"Shut the heck up! You aren't even a nation any more!" Germany clenches his fist and his head looks as if it is throbbing.

"Yah dude! We should totally keep her!"

"I agree with America-san."

"Man up or I'll beat you with my peace prize!"

"Um, big bruder..."

"Not now Liechtenstein.

"I zink zat we should keep the petit ange"

"Oh shut up frog!"

The voices become less and less distinct as the fighting continues and the first punch is thrown by the guy who accused me of being magical. It connects with a mildly gross noise and soon the whole room is full of people throwing punches and insults at each other.

The only people to remain calm are Kiku and another guy who are having a nice conversation. The guy who is not Kiku ends most of his sentences with 'Aru' and has a long ponytail. To be honest his hair is longer than mine!

Germany stands up and yells for everyone's attention, and pretty much tells them to shut up.

They begin to debate. Peacefully now, however there is the occasional curse word as they discuss my fate.

"Now, let's call for a vote. Whichever side has the most votes wins and that will be what happens. Now those for "getting rid" of her raise your hand." There is a brief pause as he counts the votes. "Those for telling her the truth raise your hand," and again a brief pause as he tallies up the votes for that option.

"OK dudes, I counted the votes, too!" The guy in the glasses shouts. "And, naturally, the one that I pick won, because I am the hero!" The one who accused me of being magical groans and rolls his eyes.

"As much as I hate to say it, America is right. He voted for telling her the truth, and that won. It feels weird just going to give away all our secrets to this girl..." says Germany

"Who cares! The hero won!" America says while spinning in a circle laughing.

"What secrets?" I ask.

"Well, let's begin by saying that we are the immortal human representations of the countries of the world." Germany began letting me have a moment to take it all in. "I'm Germany, he's England," he says pointing to the guy who accused me of being magic, "he's Japan," he says pointing to Kiku, and he lists off all the other countries.

"Uh..." I stammer. "Ok?"

"Ja... It will take a lot of getting used to. Just remember never to tell anyone"

"Hey! Dudette! Who should we return your little body to?" asks America.

"Um..." I mutter biting my lip. "I don't have anyone or anywhere to go to. I was at an orphanage," I say trying so hard not to break into tears as I remember my situation before the orphanage.

"Was at an orphanage? What happened?" asked America, his face softening.

"Th-they treated me OK, but I hated it. So... I just ran away. Then I came here you guys know what else happened." I reply.

"So... Germany? Can we keep her now~?" asks Italy.

I awake from my dream with a smile on my face, the remembrance of that fateful day still fresh in my mind.

Yah! Sorry for the delay! And thus concludes the story of Luna! AHAHA so happy~! Another reason this is late is because I /just/ found Vocaloid. Yep! So up to date right?

Woah! EDIT: That made it look like I was done with the story! I am not! just the flashyback dream thing.