Second part of today's update! I hope that you can all forgive me for this absence! I don't own Hetalia... Enjoy!

"So, what do you think about her?" Turkey says.

"She seems aggressive," another person says.

"She's probably like –"

"Like what?" Rosario says, coming up behind people again.

"YAH!" the entire group says.

"Do I need to wear tap shoes?" Rosario says, confused why people keep reacting like she came out of a wormhole.

"Yes!" Turkey says, in his naturally loud voice.

"I'm… sorry," Rosario says, cringing because the change in volume.

"So what do you want?" Turkey says.

"I just wanted to talk," Rosario says, relaxing.

"About what? How we've failed?" the man from before says.

"That was just for the meeting," Rosario says.

"Perhaps you should keep your opinions to yourself," another man says.

"Are all of your meetings like when I came in?" Rosario asks the group, ignoring the statement.

"Pretty much," Turkey says, crossing his arms.

"I see," Rosario nods.

"Are you just planning to ignore me?" The man from before says.

"I've been taught how to take statements like that with grace," Rosario says to the man.

"By grace you mean ignoring," the man says.

"That's one way to see it."

"Tch," the man says, "you're just like the American, ignoring what you don't want to hear." He walks away.

"I got off on the wrong foot," Rosario says.

"Yes," Turkey says, sending her a slight glare.

"I shall try to make a better impression in the future," Rosario says, turning away.

"You're not going to try and persuade us?" the man with the keffiyeh and a dark suit says.

"First impressions are the strongest," Rosario says, looking back.

"And?" the man says.

"I'm sure that you all will be angry for a while," Rosario says.

"Probably," another man says.

"I can do nothing so long as you all are angry," Rosario says, shrugging. "Thus there is nothing that I can do to you that will change their minds."

"I'm Aziz Jumaniyozov and I am from Uzbekistan," The man with the keffiyeh and dark suit says. Rosario just looks at him. She blinks once. Twice. Then she extends her hand.

"I'm Rosario Rubio," she says. "I hope to get to know you in the future."

The Uzbek takes her hand and shakes it. "Very nice to meet you, Miss Rubio." Aziz lets go of her hand.

"You may call me Rosario if you so wish," Rosario says.

"It is fine, Miss Rubio," Aziz says.

"Gupta Muhammad Hassan," Egypt says.

"He's from Egypt," Aziz says.

"A man of few words?" Rosario asks, trying to figure out why Aziz was speaking for Gupta.

"Yes," Aziz says.

"I should get going, many other people to meet," Rosario says. "See you later." She waves before once again becoming one with the crowd.

"She's… odd…" Aziz says. Gupta nods.

"OI!" Turkey says. Both Aziz and Gupta turn towards Turkey. "What was that!?"

"She wanted to make amends," Aziz says.

"She's just trying to gain curry favor with us," one of the other's says.

"We shall see what she wants," Turkey says. He doesn't trust Rosario, but he doubts that America, with all his research* would let someone into this world blindly. Then again, this is America. 'One can never be too careful.'

Romano's POV: With Spain and Romano:

"What are you doing here, tomato bastard?" I says, looking up from my gun. I was actually paying attention to my surroundings this time. "Did Rosario get tired of you?"

"Laura and Abel said that they would take her around," Spain says, scratching his head.

"Who?" I ask.

"Belgium and Netherlands," Spain supplies.

"Why didn't you just say that to begin with, bastardo!"

"What if Rosario hears," Spain says, "It's not like she knows about us yet..."

"Not like she's ever going to know about us," I says, taking out one of my knives to polish.

"I wouldn't doubt it," Spain says, "she seems like a smart girl."

"She's also from Alfred's house..." I say, point at Spain with my knife.

"Yeah... But she's got your blood in her," Spain says.

"Tch." I go back to polishing my knife.

Spain sits down next to me. He's staring at me polishing my knife. He begins to get this really goofy look on his face.

"Oi!" I say putting down my knife and bopping Spain on the head. "What's with that stupid look on your face!"

"I was just thinking about the past," Spain says with a smile.

"Well don't, you look creepy," I say, turning back to my knife with a huff. What I didn't notice at the time was that I had a very nice blush running across my face.

Now, just because I was oblivious to this fact does not mean that Spain was. So what does the bastard do? He tackle hugs me... Onto the floor... With the knife flying up into the air...

"CHIGI!" I exclaims.

"You're so cute my little tomato!" Spain says, suffocating me with a hug.

"What a...bout... the knife...you...bast...ard!?" I choke out.

"You mean this one?" Spain says, showing me the knife that I was polishing before.

"When did you get that!?" I yell.

"I caught it before it had a chance to impale us," Spain says with a goofy smile on his face.

'When did you learn that!?' I thought, looking at Spain with a mix of amazement, awe and confusion.

"Everything okay over here," a voice says from above.

"Yup," Spain says, getting off of me.

I look up to see Rosario staring down at me.

"You're really red, Lovino," She says leaning over the table. "Do you have a fever?"

"CHIGI!" I says, blushing even more than I was before.

She's trying to touch my forehead. She's too short to do that though, so she's just waving her arm in the air in an attempt to actually reach my forehead.

"Fusosososo," Spain laughs. I can't help but laugh at this scene. I mean, she looks tall in what America gave her to wear, but in reality she can't be more than Liechtenstein's height**.

"This isn't funny..." Rosario says, with a pout and a blush on her face.

"It's incredibly funny actually," I say, laughing.

"I'm also now stuck on the table..." Rosario says, looking like she's about to cry.

I get up from the ground. Spain and I grab one of Rosario's arms and hoist*** her up.

"You're both very strong," Rosario says once we put her down.

"Not really," I say, "You're just very light." Rosario blushes some more.

"Well..." She says, smiling, "I guess I should go now." She turns on her heals and walks away.

After a few minutes have past, I look over to Spain and extend my arm, "I would like my knife back now."

"Here you go," Spain says, handing me my knife.

I grab my chair and replace it where it was before Spain tackle hugged me. I prepare to go back to polishing it. I look at the knife in my hands.

"Spain..." I say, slowly turning my head to him.

"Sí, tomatito," Spain says.

"This isn't my knife..."

"Eh?" He opens his eyes and looks at me.

"WHAT WAS THAT YOU BASTARDO!" I explode. I jump Spain. That was apart of my private set. I just got that freaking set! I can't just get one knife to complete my set!

"How was it?" Laura says, meeting Rosario.

"Better than I expected," Rosario shrugs.

"You're alive…" Abel says.

"Yeah," Rosario says.

"What happened?" Carlos says.

"They seem to hate me…" Rosario sighs.

"They tend to hate certain types of people," Carlos says.

"Let me guess, Alfred?" Rosario says, wearing a disheartened look on her face.

"Indeed, comrade," Russia says, from behind Rosario. She tightens, turning around to see who just said that. She sees Russia and relax.

"Hello there, Ivan," Rosario says, smiling.

"Hello there, Rosario," Ivan says.

"How have you been?"

"Very good," Ivan says, smiling. "I have some people that I want you to meet."

"Okay," Rosario says, following Ivan through the crowd.

"Will she be okay?" Laura asks the others.

"She'll be fine," Matthew says.

"How so?" Carlos asks.

"She and Russia have apparently bonded," Matthew says.

"Ah…" Carlos says, nodding with his eyes closed. He apparently forgot that he was talking to Canada. "AMERICA YOU BASTARD!"

"I'M CANADIA!" Matthew says in the loudest voice he can muster.

"AMERICA YOU BASTARD!"

"I'M CANADIA!"

"What happened?" Rosario says, looking for the source of the voices.

"It's a normal occurrence at these meetings," Russia says.

"Big Brother," a girl calls out. She sees Russia and starts moving towards him.

"Is that your stalker?" Rosario ask.

"She's my sister…"

"I'm sorry…"

"Oh," the girl says. "It's you."

"Hello to you to," Rosario says, sweatdropping.

"This is my little sister, Natalia Arlovskaya," Russia says, pointing to Belarus with his hand.

"Nice to meet you," Rosario says, extending her hand. "Sorry about the kick."

"Hn," Belarus says, not taking Rosario's hand. Instead, crossing her arms.

"Hello there," a voice says from behind Rosario.

"WAH!" Rosario says, jumping up. She lands and almost falls backwards. Russia catches her, partially because they bonded, but mostly to prevent her from landing on his older sister.

"I'm sorry," Ukraine says, tearing up. Russia returns her upright.

"It's fine," Rosario says, turning around. "I've done that to more than enough people today, it was only a matter of time before that happened to me."

"You're sure?" Ukraine says.

"Of course," Rosario says, smiling. "I'm Rosario Rubio by the way." Rosario extends her hand to Ukraine.

"I'm Sofia," Ukraine says, shaking Rosario's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Sofia," Rosario says.

"Just Sofia, please!" Ukraine says, blushing. "I'm not that old yet!"

"Nice to meet you, Sofia."

"Alright! The meeting can continue now!" someone says from the front of the room. Everyone looks up; it is the person that replaced the table.

"I guess that's my cue!" Rosario says, starting to work through the crowd. "Bye! Bye~!" She waves back to the others.

So I have a couple of notes today, how rare.

* = America was looking over files of Rosario during previous meetings. Yes, he has a file on her, I've mentioned this before... Yes the other's knew about the file... I don't think I've mentioned that part before...

** - From my research, I've found that Liechtenstein is one head shorter than Belarus. Upon trying to find an official height, I learned that I am shorter than China... My perspective of China's height was very skewed due to seeing him either with Russia (he looks tiny) or with the rest of Asia (he looks normal to giant).

*** - When I say the word "hoist" I mean that the person/object becomes air born.

I didn't originally have the Spain and Romano part, but I hope that you all liked it.

See you next time! Please review!