There comes a time in every relaxed person's life when things get too great for them to handle. Heracles Karpulsi, Greece, was by far no exception to this rule. It wasn't so much life, but the people in it. The people meaning Turkey. That man grated and every last nerve that Greek boy had, and he was silently and lazily fed up with it. But he'd let it go on just a bit longer, he was sleepy now.

There was a certain silence in the room as Kiku Honda, his wife, was in the kitchen making dinner. Unknown to the man sleeping on the couch, someone was going to come over for a little visit. Kiku brought it upon himself to end the fude between the two countries by settling it like they were human beings. Which, they were when they entered the Honda-Karpulsi home. Turkey was a good friend of Kiku but he didn't get to spend much time with the male because of his Husband. It was old news and they shouldn't hate eachother, so that's exactly what Kiku would help with.

Hearing the ominous knock on the door, he wiped his hands on his apron and turned off the stove (he didn't want a fire to break out!) before slipping off his bandanna. He stumbled lightly as he entered the livingroom, not wanting to wake Heracles, and opened the door with a gentle, soft smile.

"Welcome, Turkey-san." he began, "I am very appreciative that you agreed to come." But unknown to the Turkish man himself, Heracles was there, living with Japan.

"Yo!" he greeted all too loudly, giving the male a pat on the back roughly, causing him to stumble forward a bit and blush, "Its about time you invited me over!" he frowned a little, "Startin' to think you didn't like me.." he trailed off, making Kiku jump a bit.

"O-Oh no, Turkey-san, that's not it at all," He watched as the masked man smirked, obviously killing the facade of being upset, "I've been...having a lot of new experiences in my li-"

"Save your breath, Kid," he began, "I'm just kidding around, jeez. Don't be so serious." He shook his head as he waltzed in, looking over the knick-knaks from all over the world. Kiku Honda was such a tourist it really wasn't funny. Once he opened up to the world, he explored as much as he could in such a small amount of time. He collected momentous and took pictures of everything. His house reflected that too, he had pictures of Lady Liberty...some wheat field in Canada...Big Ben and the Eiffel Tower. But also, there was pictures of his friends as well. The Axis Powers, naturally, Alfred too. He grimaced at the picture of Heracles and all the cats. "The hell do you got this bastard displayed?" Oh how Kiku heard that (in not as many words) from Heracles when he tried to put a picture up of Turkey.

"Well you see.." The Japanese male fidgeted nervously, fumbling on words that would never come. How was one supposed to avoid this question? He wanted to settle this dispute once and for all but...right now it sounded like a terrible idea. He could only watch in horror and embarrassment as Turkey continued surveying all of the pictures on hand. What was this? A picture of Kiku and Heracles at a Sakura Festival...then a picture of them kissing ("Ew! The fuck!") but only on further examination, and help from the few pictures of the like, it was their wedding day. The man halted immediately, staring at the pictures, then Japan,

"Is there something you never told me, Japan?" Turkey asked flatly, clearly not happy. The Japanese man still couldn't find any words to say, or figure out any explanation that would make this situation right. "Where is he." He asked suddenly, glaring daggers as he slipped off his mask, frowning more.

"W-What do you..?" he jumped as Turkey started advancing towards him, subconsciously taking a few stepped back. He could feel the other's anger well up and spill out in a sea of evil aura. It wasn't a good feeling, it was suffocating him. At least it wasn't as bad as Ivan's aura-asphyxiations? Not quite...

"Greece," He spat out, "Where is he?" Before the other replied, or could think of a reply, Heracles was off the couch, standing tall as he frowned at Turkey, putting a large hand on a small shoulder to comfort the smaller,

"Get out.." he mumbled lazily, but there was a hint of undertone that really did scare Kiku. The problem was, Turkey didn't buy it at all. The Turkish man only scoffed, crossing his arms,

"Funny. I was about to say the same." he spat, "What did you do to Japan now? More silly stories and forced marriages?" he narrowed his eyes at the Greek, whose anger was rising now. It took a lot to anger Heracles, but it took even more to make him act upon these angery urges.

"It wasn't forced...I asked...he said yes..." He responded, "Simple as that." he added, snuggling Kiku for good measure. The Japanese man really thought it would be much easier if he just stood out of it. It was good they were talking right? Maybe they'd share a few bad words before actually settling down? Maybe...

"Kiku deserves so much better then-" And that was it. The day Heracles promised himself would some day come happened. Some day was today as the Greek reared back his fist and punched the former Ottoman Empire right in the face. This settled a very uncomfortable, thick silence for a split second. Everyone took a breather to realise what happened before Turkey launched his counter-attack. He screamed at the other, tackling to the ground and started beating on the normally relaxed Greek. But all be damned when that Greek started fighting back. He was stronger, and easily flipped the Turkish man over, pounding in his face,

"Don't even say shit like that." he growled lowly at the other, "Μισώ τόσο πολύ.." Heracles was pounding relentlessly into the man under him, blood was pouring out of his nose and mouth. Turkey could barely fight back at this point, and glanced to Kiku briefly, giving him a pleading look that Japan was too stunned to respond to. Despite the pleas and grunts of the Turkish man, and the quieter more frighten ones of Kiku, he didn't stop. Hercales wouldn't stop until that man was dead. His large hand was on top of his windpipe, slowly crushing it and smirking a bit. He felt the satisfaction of the man's gasps for air and it just made him feel so amazing...to finally have Turkey dead...what a treat for the Greek. He wasn't vocal about any of this though, he was silently killing this man, and that was probably the most scary part of it.

Kiku couldn't take it anymore, and he pressed into Heracles' back,

"Please..." he whispered, "Stop." he asked, but only got backhandedly slapped in the face. The sound of the slap and the fall of Kiku finally made the male stop. His eyes widened and immediately abandoned Turkey on the floor, going over to Kiku who rubbed his face,

"Kiku I..." he looked down, "...I didn't realise...it was you.." he admitted weakly, wanting forgiveness. Kiku only stared at the other. He was in shock still. Not only did the other just beat the living shit out of Turkey...he just struck his wife. Kiku tried to piece things together, but when he did he felt tears prick his eyes getting up and running out of the room, to his bedroom. He didn't want to see Heracles right now...The Greek sensed and respected this, but it didn't stop him from picking up the unconscious Turk on the floor and literally kicking him out of the house. He closed and locked the door before slipping down to sit in front of the bedroom door. For Kiku, he could wait.

Fin.

Uh...so...there's Heracles' snap! Haha probably not as good as you folks wanted huh? I especially had difficulties writing as Turkey. I haven't seen him in the manga/Anime much cos I can't watch Hetalia because my computer's dead*. But I tried my best...hopefully the next will be better. The next, actually, will be another Canadian Rage (Possible AU Canadian Rage? Think its a good idea, then please comment and tell me Da or Nyet). This one will be AWESOME. Inspired by (DeviantART name) Audacitte's picture of little bitty Matthew with a fucking fourty pound Curling Rock with Alfred's name on it. Ah, that got me thinking and all worked up (kidding)! So here's to you, Audacitte!

Also, heres to you, all my loyal watchers and readers! I'm so happy that this story's getting alot of attention! And I thank and love every single one of you to read this! Even if most people petered out after the second sentence of this abnormally long Authors Note.

ALSO! A special thanks to Sixta, for uploading the past three (4?) chapters for me! YOU RAWK HONEY! 3

Until next time~ Moi-moi!~