The group all moved quickly.
Francis shoved Sourcils into Liechtenstein's arms and pushed her away from the crazy man.
Roderich forced Vash towards his sister to keep him from getting injured any more than he already was.
Germany shoved Italy behind him to protect him.
Russia watched them all and laughed.
"Zey vay you all zink you can vin against me is funny."
They glared at him and Russia's smile evaporated as he picked up his pipe which had been leaning against his chair.
He smacked it against his palm while he studied them.
"You do not zink zat you can honestly vin, da?"
They didn't answer him.
Russia sighed and closed his eyes.
"I didn't vant to hurt you, but if I must," he opened his eyes again to meet their gaze, "I shall."
He moved before any of the fighters could react and attempted to slam his pipe into Roderich's ribs.
Vash leapt forward and blocked the hit with his bleeding arm.
Everyone could hear the bone snap as he fell backwards into the musician.
Roderich pulled the smaller man to his chest and held him protectively.
"You need to stop getting in the vay," he hissed as he snatched the blond away. "Da?"
He raised his pipe again to strike him in the face but Italy jumped out from behind Germany and ran up to the pair.
"I-Italy!" Germany yelled as he stretched out a hand to grab the back of his shirt.
Italy dodged his arm and tried to tug the pipe out of Russia's grip.
"You will not hurt Switzerland!" he shouted angrily.
Russia stared at him in amazement.
"You are standing up to me Italy? Vhere's your pathetic vhite flag?"
The statement made Italy angrier.
"I can fight when someone I care about is in trouble!"
"Vhy do you care for Svitzy?" Vash tried to hit him but Russia prevented him and stabbed him in the stomach. Vash doubled over in pain. "He shoots at you all ze time."
Italy narrowed his eyes at the man.
"He may shoot at me when I run through his home naked, but I know that he does it for a reason; it helps me remember to wear pants. But the reason that I will fight for Switzerland is that he risked his life for the man he loves! I've wanted to do that for a while but I've always gotten too scared! Switzerland didn't think of himself before he protected Austria! I will attack you if it means I can help him!"
Russia tilted his head slightly and assessed Italy.
"You know zat I vill kill you, da?" he asked.
"Si."
"And you still vish to fight me?"
Italy nodded.
"Zen I shall oblige you!" Russia yelled as he pulled his pipe out of Italy's hands and rammed it into his head.
"ITALY!" Germany screamed as his lover dropped to the ground.
Vash managed to get away from the crazy man when he moved and grabbed Italy to drag him with him.
Germany, Roderich, and Francis all ran at Russia.
The German seized the pipe and successfully snatched it out of the man's grip.
Francis and Roderich started hitting him while Germany started wailing on him with his own weapon.
The trio forced Russia to his knees and Germany put the pipe under his chin.
"You vill not attack us anymore," he said with a stern voice. "Do you understand?"
The other two glared at him from behind Germany.
Russia started laughing.
"Vhat is so funny?" Roderich demanded.
Russia managed to calm himself down enough to answer.
"Even if you vin, I von't leave you alone! I VILL restore the Soviet Union eventually! And it VILL be more powerful zhan ever before!"
Germany lowered his eyes and raised the pipe.
"Zhis is your last varning Russia. Are you sure you vant to do zhat?"
Something in the eyes of the three angry nations seemed to strike Russia.
"Fine. I vill get someone else."
"Nein! You vill drop your idea of zaking over zhe world!"
"Or vhat?" Russia asked curiously.
"Or we will come back," Francis threatened. "If anyzing ever 'appens to us, our families, friends, or any ozer nation, we will blame you for it!"
Russia sighed and looked down.
"Fine. I guess I shall just be alone for all of my life," he said sadly.
They stared at him.
"You know you could just be nice to people and gain a relationship vith zhem," Roderich said quietly.
Russia raised his head to look desperately at the brunet.
"No one vants to be friends vith me. Zhey all get scared and run avay."
"Just don't scare zem. Be nice," Francis advised.
"Vould zhat really vork?"
Francis nodded.
Russia looked away from them.
"Prastee meenya pozhalosta. I'm sorry. I vill not target you anymore."
The trio scrutinized him and decided that he was being honest.
Germany let him stand and handed him his pipe back.
"It might help if you don't carry your pipe around all zhe time," he added.
"I vill keep zhat in mind.
Germany was driving like mad down a narrow road.
Francis was in the passenger seat giving him directions.
Liechtenstein was in the very back of the van with Sourcils still in her arms.
Italy was lying in the backseat, still unconscious and his head wound was bleeding.
Germany kept checking on him in the rear-view mirror as he drove.
Roderich had Vash across his lap and was gently brushing his blond bangs out of his face.
Vash was bleeding heavily in both his shoulder and stomach.
Roderich was crying silently but Vash was also unconscious so he had no idea.
"Verdammen," Germany suddenly muttered.
"What is it?" Francis asked.
"Zhe police," he answered as he pointed at the flashing lights behind them.
Francis groaned while Germany pulled over.
The policeman walked up to their car and Germany rolled the window down.
"Do you have any idea how fast you were going?"
"Ja!" Germany yelled back. "Do you see zhe people in zhe car?"
He motioned to Vash and Italy as well as the others.
The officer peered into the car and fell backwards in shock.
"W-What happened to you all?"
"Rugby," Francis said quickly. "A couple of ze players got a little too excited so we're on our way to ze 'ospital."
"I shall give you an escort then!"
"Zat would be very 'elpful. Merci."
The man ran back to his car and turned his siren on.
Germany waited for him to pass them then followed him at his insane speed.
AN: Vash is a hero! Italy is a figher! Liechtenstein is a babysitter! XD
So yeah! Italy is a good guy! He likes Vash because he can remember to wear pants around him. He also likes Vash's selflessness. And Russia only wanted a friend but no one would be his friend so he thought he needed force. Aww.
Zack? That stupidly sappy moment was for you because you nearly killed me yesterday with your fury about the way I was treating your favorite character and a baby. It's not even a real baby! .
Anyway! Arthur is back in the next chapter so we'll see him soon...see ya then! :D