Sorry I haven't updated in a while... I've gotten distracted by life... Here's two chapters to make up for that! I don't own Hetalia!

Romano was cleaning his gun, minding his own business. He was deeply enthralled with cleaning his gun, so deeply that he didn't notice Spain and Rosario right in front of his face.

"Hello my little tomato," Spain says, leaning so he's in front of Romano's face.

"CHIGI!" Everyone looks at the scene, because it's the third time that someone yelled within the past ten minutes. However, everyone goes back to what they were doing when they see it was Romano and Spain, this usually happens at least once a meeting or so.

"Hello again," Rosario says.

"What do-a you want?" Romano says, angry from the fright that Spain gave him.

"You remember Rosario, right, Roma?" Spain says.

"Roma?" Rosario asks.

"He represents the South of Italy," Spain says.

"Ah," Rosario says nodding, "I have family in Southern Italy, Bari, to be specific."

"Interesting," Romano says, indifference covering his voice. Without missing a beat he goes back to cleaning his gun.

"I suppose that we should go elsewhere," Rosario says, dragging Spain away.

Romano just looks at the two, slightly jealous that Spain looked as happy with that girl as Spain did with him. Not that he would ever admit that. Granted he never really needed to, it was always plainly written on his face.

"This is Abel," Spain says, introducing Rosario to Netherlands. He just waves at her, making minimal effort. Rosario is slightly intimated by the glare that Abel is throwing towards Antonio.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Abel," Rosario says, inching slightly away from Antonio.

"Just Abel," Netherlands says. It is weird being called "Mr." by someone closer to his (physical) age.

"Okay, Abel," Rosario says nodding.

"And this is Laura," Spain says, moving his hand to Belgium.

"Just Laura," Belgium says.

"Nice to meet you Laura," Rosario says with a smile. 'She seems happier.'

"Next is –"

"I think that you should go back to the Southern Italian representative," Rosario says, cutting off Antonio.

"But I have more people that I want to introduce you to," Antonio says.

"That's very well and good," Rosario says, "But I'm pretty sure that he's going to kill me with that gun he's cleaning if you don't go back to him soon."

"Why would you say that, Roma would never hurt a girl," Antonio says, slightly offended by what Rosario was saying about Romano.

'He would if it meant that he could spend time with you,' Rosario thinks.

"I think that you should go back to him too," Laura says.

"But what about –"

"We can take her around, right, brother?" Laura says, looking at Abel. He nods, it didn't involve any money, after all.

"Then it's decided," Rosario says, semi-latching onto Laura.

"I guess I'll go talk to Roma, then," Antonio says, scratching his head. He then heads back to the older Italian.

Rosario breathes a sigh of relief.

"He can be a bit dense at times," Laura says apologetically.

"I'm not so sure if he's dense or if he's just confused by Roma's mixed signals," Rosario says.

"He goes by Lovino," Abel says.

"So Ivan is Russian, Lovino is Southern Italian, Antonio is Spanish, Francis is French, Gilbert is East German, Ludwig is West German, Abel is Dutch and Laura is Belgian," Rosario says, counting off.

"Yup," Laura says with a smile.

"You've met the Russian," Abel asks.

"Indeed I have," Rosario says, nodding her head.

"Hey," A loud voice says behind Rosario. She jumps up and turns around. She sees this big guy, well big compared to her, in a Hawaiian shirt.

"Hello," Rosario says, intimidated by the man in front of her.

"You hate that American bastard?" the man asks.

"Yes?" Rosario says, not knowing what's going on.

"This man is the representative from Cuba," Canada says, "His name is –"

"My name is Carlos," Cuba says.

"Nice to meet you," Rosario says, stiff from fear.

"Com'on I don't bite," Carlos says, extending his hand to Rosario.

Rosario takes his hand and gives a hardy shake.

"I'm Matthew Williams," Canada says.

"Your surname isn't Jones?" Rosario asks confused.

"Why would it be?" Matthew says, confused as to what America told Rosario.

"Because Alfred said that you were his dad's brother's son," Rosario says.

"Well, his uncle, my dad, decided to take his wife's name instead," Matthew says, making something up.

"Okay," Rosario says, looking around.

"Who are you looking for?" Carlos asks.

"That Turkish man from before," Rosario says, looking around.

"He can be… confrontational," Matthew says.

"So can I," Rosario says. "So can anyone, you just need to find their passion."

"If you're sure about that," Laura says.

"I'm sure, besides I was a bit rude to him and another guy," Rosario says "and I believe I saw them together." Rosario walks off to find the two men to which she was referring.

So this is the first part of a two part update... I really need to write more for my other stories, because they haven't been updated since before I last updated this story... Leave a review, please!