Yo readers! Sorry I took so long to post another chapter; when I first started writing this, it was in one of the busiest times in school, which should be ending in like 2 weeks. So I'm trying to finish up those requests as quickly and efficiently as I can.
This chapter is for Ayumi Kudou.

NOW, ONWARD!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I will never own Hetalia or its characters, but I can certainly dream.

Chapter 3- b) Italy x Liechtenstein

So Italy went on with his search to find a companion, when he noticed something on the side of the road…..

A lone, purple ribbon lay helpless on the dirt road. The ribbon itself was nothing special, but it managed to hold Italy's interest. He didn't know what compelled him to do so, but he picked up the ribbon from the ground and placed it into his pocket.

"Ve…no use hanging around here, I suppose."

The young Italian continued his walk along on his path. He wasn't sure what time it was, but the sun was beating down hard from high in the sky. This quiet solitude left Italy alone with his thoughts. He reminisced to the times of when his grandpa Rome was still alive. He missed the times they spent painting and laughing. Italy wasn't sure what brought these memories up, but despite the lone tear that threatened to fall, he was happy to still hold these memories.

Italy was abruptly interrupted from his thoughts by the sound of crying.

"That isn't me…," Italy thought. So quietly, the young male searched for the source of the crying. His search led him to a small clearing. There sat a young girl, at least that's what Italy thought, since the person was wearing a slightly below-the-knee maroon dress. But then again, Italy himself wore a dress as a child, so maybe it was a boy.

The young 'girl' must have noticed Italy standing near, for they now locked eyes. Now that the young male got a good look, the person's haircut reminded him of Switzerland. However at second glance, he realized it was not him. The face was too young and very feminine looking.

"…Ms. Liechtenstein? Are you alright?"

"Oh! Ich entschuldige mich, Mr. Italy. I-I didn't mean to disturb you...I'll just be leaving now." The young female nation quickly picked herself off the ground and started to turn away.

"Please wait!" Liechtenstein froze in her tracks. Italy couldn't let her leave. He saw the pained look on the young girl's face; he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he didn't help her.

He slowly approached her, wanting to make sure not to startle her. The young male slowly placed his hand on her shoulder and turned her around so that they were now face to face. Upon closer inspection, Italy could see the dried up tear marks and barely noticable redness under her eyes.

"Please...I hate to see you so upset. Tears of sadness never suit a lady such as yourself. Won't you please tell me what's wrong ?"

The least Liechtenstein wanted to do was bother Italy with her problems. "It's alright , I wouldn't want to bother you." She tried to turn away again. Italy only hugged her. "You know...it's not healthy to keep your emotions pent up ve. I'll be more than happy to listen to you, if you are willing to share."

Those words couldn't help but touch the young girl's heart. Tears started to reform in Liechtenstein's eyes. She clung on to Italy, and she sobbed. Italy knew she needed this, so he hugged her back as tight as he could, and rubbed small circles on her back.

They don't know how long they were standing there clinging to each other, but according to the sun's position, it seemed to possibly near 4 o' clock. At that point, Liechtenstein had stopped sobbing, but small sniffs and hiccups remained.

"...Do you want to talk about what happened Ms. Liechtenstein?"

Now feeling more calm, the young female explained how she felt as though she was a nuissance to her older 'brother' Switzerland, so she tried changing her personality to better suit him. However, Switzerland was concerned about this change, so he approached her to ask what caused it. Liechtenstein thought that he was upset with her, so she ran away.

Small tears started to reform yet again, but Italy quickly wiped her tears away. "Ve...you know, maybe he was just concerned because he was worried. I couldn't imagine Switzerland ever being mad at you."

"...Do you honestly think so ?" Hope was growing in the small girl.

"Sí!" With a happy note, Italy remembered the purple ribbon in his pocket, and took it out. He heard a small gasp from Liechtenstein.

"I bet Mr. Switzerland gave this to you, right? This should be enough proof that he always cares and worries for you, ve~!" Italy then tied the ribbon back into Liechtenstein's hair. After is when he noticed that it was getting late. "The sky is orange...I guess it's starting to get late. You should probably head back to Mr. Switzerland before he gets too worried." In all honestly, the young Italian was just hoping that Switzerland wouldn't start going on a shooting rampage.

Liechtenstein nodded her head. "You are right, . Danke, for taking the time to care for me. I feel so much more relieved now. I'll make sure to talk to big brother when I get home."

"Before I forget," Italy said, "I have something for you."
"Hm?"

Italy put a rose in her hand and gave a quick kiss to her forehead. At that point Liechtenstein was red up to her ears. "Wha-What?"

Italy merely gave her one of his famous, never-ending smiles. "Haha...I guess big brother France is rubbing off on me, what with my pulling a rose out of my pocket an all. But in all honesty, it makes sense ve~. A rose for a lilly, sí?"

Liechtenstein couldn't help but let out a giggle at that comment. "Do you need me to walk you home Ms. Liechtenstein?" She shook her head no. "Danke Mr. Italy, but have done so much already. You don't know how much this means to me!"

With that, the young girl gave the Itailan a grateful hug, and ran home. Italy smiled at her running form, and headed on home himself.

Later that night, the matters between Liechtenstein and Switzerland were resolved, and they continued to live their happy lives as a family.

Italy on the other hand got lost, and Germany had to go find him.

HOLY CRAPOLA! –table flips a table and sulks in the corner- BAD ENDING IS EXTREMELY BAD

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. XD I didn't know how to make an arguement between Liechtenstein and Switzerland! WHY'S YOU MAKE THE REQUEST HARD AYUMI?
I didn't vary languages like the last chapter because I wasn't sure what the official language of Liechtenstein was. Google said it was German, but I don't know, just playing it safe. Anyway, still working on the other requests. So don't worry guys!

Translations:
(German) Ich entschuldige mich- I apologize
(German) Danke- Thank you
(Spanish/ Italian) Sí- Yes