Author's note

I am so, so sorry I've taken this long to put this out, my last computer broke and I had to use one which I couldn't use to write up any fanfiction on, now I have this one but its been a while so its been a little slow.
But I'm really getting back into the swing of things; this one isn't as long as the 1st chapter but to be fair that was 20 pages on my Microsoft word.

And on with the story.

Seychelles and Belgium walked side by side up the street, chatting normally.
"I didn't think it was true either to be fair," Seychelles said smiling.
"How do you think he'll take it?"
"It'll depend on how much he likes the Nordics, but I don't think Norway likes Russia too much, the only person who does is Belarus and she likes Norway anyway so-"
"Talk about complex situations. Belgium interjected.

"Oh and Hungary told me about what you two talked about when you were walking back" Seychelles began slyly, "So do you think Spain really likes you?"
Belgium looked at her smiling, "Maybe he does, but that's the least of your worries right now"

"So your date with Britain is tomorrow, are you ready?"
"It's not a date

"Want me to go with you, because I'm going anyway but your consent would be nice," Belgium said smiling.
"No, no, theirs really no need to-"
"Well yeah theirs no need but I want to go anyway" Belgium smiled.

Suddenly the Seychelles caught site of the Spaniard and his Italian friend on the other side of the street.
"Belgium look" she said pointing to them.

Belgium then waves happily at the Spaniard shouting "Spain!"
It attracted his attention quickly; when he saw them he walked up to them with a bored looking Romano behind him.

"Belgium, Seychelles, what are you two doing here?" he asked politely.
"We're just here planning Seychelles date with Britain" Belgium said winking at Spain.

This prompted Seychelles to say, "No its not a date and-"
"Oh so your finally going out with him, don't worry I'll keep it to myself and Romano won't tell anyone either right" Spain reassured her turning to the Southern part of Italy.
"Yeah I won't tell anyone," he said a little bitterly.

"Hey Spain do you want to tag along with me on their date?"
"Its not a date" Seychelles said weakly again.
"We wouldn't be interrupting.
"No we're just going to make sure their alright"
"But Romano and I were gonna-"
Then Romano interrupted, "I don't care who you hang out with" he said bitterly.
Belgium smiled cutely at him, "Why don't you come to Romano"

Romano crossed his arms and blushed a little, "No thanks I wouldn't want to be with that bastard anyway"
"But we we're just-" Spain said confused before Romano once again interjected.
"Whatever I have other places to go"

The Romano walked off, Spain looked at him entertaining the idea of going after him but decided against it, "Ok I guess I'm free tomorrow then" he smiled at Belgium.
"Great!" she cheered then turned to Seychelles, "So we'll both be there with you so don't worry"

"Ok, so I'll see you both where and when?" Spain asked.
"Err in the park I guess at 12am" Seychelles answered.
"Right" Spain said turning away from then, "I should probably go after Romano so see you girls then" he smiled before walking at a brisk pace away from then.

As Spain walked ahead Seychelles pulled on Belgium's arm bringing her in close.
"So what are you going to do about Spain I mean you said that he might like you right?"
"Honestly I'm not that sure," Belgium said smiling.
"Do you like him?"
"Me and Hungary had the exact same conversation," Belgium said sighing.

"I have something in mind" Belgium stated breaking her whispers.
"What kind of-" Seychelles began before Belgium raised a finger to her own lip to shush her, "Something, in mind" she reassured her slyly.

The Next Day

Seychelles had put on a brave face, holding her head up high as she wondered what on earth was she getting into with this Brit she hated so much.

'It'll be fine, day at the park, won't be much different then at school' she thought.
'This isn't actually a date right, no, that Jerk Britain would never go out with me'

"Hey Seychelles!" she heard someone calling from behind, a guy's voice, though when she turned around it wasn't quite the guy she was expecting.

"Oh, its just you Spain" she said sighing.
"Only me?" he said, "What's wrong with me" he asked her, "I mean I'm not your Britain but still that was a little harsh"
"No I didn't mean it like that, I meant-" Seychelles panicked.

"He knows how you meant it, he's just teasing you," a female voice said from the other side.
This voice she recognised, "Belgium hi"

Belgium smiled; "So your ready for today"
Seychelles nodded, "Yeah, he should be right up here," she said pointing the way she was going to begin with.

"Then lets go" Spain said walking, followed by the two girls.
Spain and Belgium let Seychelles overtake them, letting her clear her thoughts so she was ready.

Then the Englishmen came into view.

The Brit smiled to himself for a moment as he saw the island nation approaching him.
But the smile was soon ripped off his face when he saw a smirking Belgium and Spain behind her.

"Hi Seychelles and err… guys"
"Hey Britain" Belgium said with Spain behind her, "Yeah its good to see you" he said.

Seychelles saw that the Brit was holding a basket in his left hand.
"What's in there?" she asked cautiously.
"Oh this is a picnic I made for err… us to eat" he said clearly but a little embarrassed.

"How romantic" Belgium said to Spain who nodded in agreement.
"Shut up" Seychelles whispered bitterly, "Ok, do you want to go somewhere or shall we eat here?" she asked politely.

"If here's good with you then here"
Seychelles nodded to him and sat down cross-legged, followed by the Brit then the other European countries behind her.

"Sorry there isn't enough for everyone I didn't think I'd have so much company" Britain said glaring at Spain and Belgium who smiled back at him.

She whispered quietly, "Sorry I couldn't get them to go"
"Its fine, I don't really care," He whispered back in a monotone.

'Oh doesn't he now' Seychelles thought to herself.
"Sorry didn't mean to interrupt your date" Spain said calmly smiling.

"Its not a date" she said shutting her eyes and tensing a little.
"Its not?" Britain looked at her confused before blushing, "I mean yeah its not its just to plutonic friends who like each other platonically meeting up for a plutonic get together…" he said not thinking about his words or the number of times he repeated them.

Spin and Belgium awkwardly looked at the other two members of the group, then looked to each other.
"Awkward" Belgium said quietly.

Then the Brit laid out some food for them all.
The portions were small but the food somehow looked good.
"Err, Britain, can I ask… did you-" Belgium started trying to be delicate.
"I asked France a favour" England reassured them.

They all let out a sigh of relief and started to eat.
"So Britain what are your plans for my best friend?" Belgium asked, the islander girl ignored it.
"Plans?" Britain asked.
"You know, dating, marriage babies?" Belgium added making Seychelles nearly choke.

"I think it's a little early for those last two ideas Belgium" Spain said nervously.
"Maybe, but I bet its crossed their minds at least once" she winked at them.
"Do you usually think about having kids with your friends?" England asked raising one of his thick eyebrows.

Spain swallowed his food down quickly, wanting to hear everything, Seychelles noticed this and smiled.
"I think about a lot with a lot of people" Belgium said ambiguous.
"Anyone in particular" England asked, looking towards Spain who looked back at him.

Belgium nodded, "Maybe, maybe not"
Spain's head dropped in disappointment, not that he was expecting much to begin with but still he held out some hope.

When they'd all finished up, they rose, Seychelles spoke, "I'll be going now, it was good to see all of you"
"I'll walk you to the edge of the park" England said calmly, making the other two European nations look at each other.

When they'd neared the edge Seychelles said.
"Once again… err sorry about them coming along-"
"No, its fine, the extra company was… nice" he said weakly.
"If we do this again…" she said making him look at her confused, "I'll make sure they don't come so we can be in…" she continued but bit her lip as his head neared hers, "Private" she nearly whispered before they kiss.

It was brief, but sweet, very controlled; though his lips were rough and hers were soft they seemed to match well together.
They then separated, awkwardly looking into each other's eyes.
Neither of them spoke for a few seconds, neither knew what to say.
Neither could also decide if this moment was a moment of bliss or torture.

"Sorry" he offered as he turned from her.
"No I'm… I'm…" she said weakly.
"I'll see you in class" he said as he walked away.
"Yeah… in class" she said without much heart in it.

She bit her lip again as he disappeared.
"Well that was romantic" the islander heard from behind her, she turned to see Belgium and Spain watching and smiling.

"You… you guys… err…" she asked quivering her lip.
"Yes we saw" Belgium said.
"Course we saw" Spain added.
Seychelles looked at them, saying, "I can explain he was the one who-"
"You should have kissed him" Belgium said going near her.

Seychelles looked at her blankly; "Wha?" was all she could muster.
"Come on Seychelles that was the perfect moment" Belgium said again.

'They must of only seen the last bit where we looked at each other like that'

"If I were you, I'd of been like-" she said putting her hands on Seychelles' shoulders and approaching her, eyes closed and lips pursed.

Seychelles held her friend away from her.
"What are you doing?" she asked as they shuck.
"Doing what you should have done!" Belgium said, still on the attack.

Suddenly they both fell down, with Belgium nearly sitting over the islander, with a close proximity and both breathing heavily.

When Belgium came to, she looked over to Spain who was nervously blushing and nearly shaking.
She got to her feet; "You pervert!" she went, slapping his cheek.
Then Seychelles did the same with the other cheek, not knowing what else to do.

Then Belgium lifted her hands to her mouth and nearly threw her arms around Spain.
"Oh I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I err, I know what to do," she said.

Then she kindly kissed the Spanish teen on her cheek she slapped him on.

"Come on Seychelles give him a kiss too"
"What, no I shouldn't"
"Yeah you shouldn't" Belgium said approaching her again.
"Err, ok-" Seychelles said confused.
"Because you should have kissed Britain!" Belgium said intensely.

A long way away

Romano had sat himself down at the edge of a field over looking a lake, it was peaceful, quite, and nature surrounded him as he left the loud, noisy streets of the town a mile off.

He'd been there a few hours, completely forgotten by the world; he'd closed his eyes to take in the calm surroundings.

It reminded him of his childhood.
In the fields with his grandfather and brother.
Painting and drawing, tasting and learning.

But that was long ago.

When he grandfather died Romano became a bit of a troubled child.
But that started to change after he met Spain.

Romano lay on his back, eyes closed slowly drifting off to sleep, memories of his past, which daunted and helped him fluttered away in the breeze as he slowly shut down.

Romano's thoughts carried him past the beautiful scenery.
So he didn't notice when a certain little European girl approached him.

"Excuse me?" Romano heard from above him.
He opened his eyes to see a short blonde girl, with a confused and slightly anxious look on her face.

"Err, hello" Romano offered as he still lay down, his hands behind his head for comfort.

The girl had short hair, chin length, she wore a modest skirt, cut just above the knee and a white blouse.
In comparison to Romano's untucked with the top button and next button down undone with his sleeves rolled up, and his dark jeans she looked quite smart.

'I know her, she's that quite chick from school, Switzerland's little sister' he thought to himself.

"Yes?" he asked trying to be polite but coming across a little impatient.
"Do you mind if… I sit here with you?" she asked.

He looked into her large green eyes and she equally stared into his amber eyes.
"Sure" he said politely but didn't smile.

She sat gracefully down onto her knees, patting down her skirt and sitting up straight.
"I'm Liechtenstein" she said politely.
"I know" he said keeping his eyes closed still lying down.
"And your South Italy?" she asked.
"Call me Romano" he said calmly.
"Mr South Italy I-"
"Romano" he interjected
"Big brother always tells me to be polite and respectful"
"Well your not with your big brother right now"

She raised her fist to her mouth, but he could see she was smiling a little.
"It's a nice day today" she said looking out, "It reminds me of home" she added.
"Mine too" he said closing his eyes again.

After a moment of silence she spoke again, "What's your home like?"
"Are you only here to ask about my brother like other girls do?"
"No, big brother says Mr North Italy is loud and obnoxious… I kinda agree with him" she said quietly.

After a moment of silence Romano said "I think we're gonna get along" he said giving a smile that she marvelled at for several seconds then smiled cutely back, making him blush.