Hi everyone! *dodges tomato* I know I haven't updated in a while, but I'm really sorry about that! *dodges tomato* I know I have some explaining to do. First of all, I just finished my senior year in high school, yay! It's also summer, where I have plenty of free time to write, yay! But, I also have to prepare for college this fall! *dodges tomato* I know! Basically, I've been occupied with graduation, which will be the 24th of this month, and college acceptance thingies. I haven't really been in the mood to write lately, but with school done and a whole three months of bliss ahead, I'm getting in the mood to write again! Yay!

Anyways, about the chapter! I was originally going to have one more chapter before the nations found out, but I made you guys wait long enough and decided to do it this chapter. Just a heads up, I'm not doing pairing this story. *dodges tomato* I am going to have a bit of fun though. :D

Also I think I'll go back and edit the previous chapters, just because I notice some stuff now that I didn't see before. So it may be a little bit before I update again. *dodges tomato* Who keeps throwing tomatoes?! *glares at Lovino next to a tomato stand* Anyway, I hope you enjoy this long awaited chapter, and I'll try not to keep you guys waiting in the future! But I won't make any promises. *dodges watermelon* I said I'm sorry! ~ Takuku

I don't own Hetalia.

Alfred had never been more nervous than she was now. She stood with Elizabeta in front of their hotel. Since the conference was in England, they had left shortly after the incident that morning. Iggy had kindly reserved hotel rooms for everyone, but that meant that everyone was in the same hotel. Alfred was not looking forward to seeing the other countries. As a matter of fact, she wanted to keep the secret a secret for as long as possible. She had worn sun glasses, even though it was currently raining, a large fedora that Elizabeta got for her at the airport shop and an overcoat she already owned for when she wanted to feel inconspicuous.

"Are you ready?" Elizabeta asked as she grabbed her bags.

Alfred only nodded; dread building up inside of her. They stepped though the door and saw a group of countries already there in the lounge. Kiku, Arthur, and Francis were in one group. Kiku was merely standing there while Arthur and Francis fought over who knows what. Ludwig, Gilbert, Feliciano, Lovino, and Antonio were in another group. Lovino was yelling at Antonio for calling him a "cute tomato". Ludwig and Gilbert were arguing over who could drink the most beer, and Feliciano was just happily singing about pasta. So far no one had noticed them. That is, until-

"Hey, Liza, tell West here that I can hold awesomer amounts of beer than him!" Gilbert called from across the room.

Alfred held her breath in hopes that no one would recognize her.

"Awesomer isn't even a word, Gil." Elizabeta called back.

"Yes, it is!" Gilbert smiled devilishly.

"Am I right, Alfred?" Alfred almost fainted in shock. He wasn't supposed to tell anyone! That bastard!

"What on earth are you talking about, you wanker? Alfred isn't here." Arthur exasperated.

"Gil, you promised." Elizabeta tried to warn him.

"But she is here." Gilbert said completely ignoring her. He then pointed at Alfred who was starting to feel lightheaded.

"Yay! I'm so glad to see you!" yelled Feliciano as he ran across the room and proceeded to hug her. He froze once he wrapped his arms around her. Alfred's heart was beating furiously. She hoped that he didn't notice. It was too much wishful thinking there, though. Feliciano patted the two lumps that were her breasts and looked in shock for a minute.

"Alfred! You have boobies!" He exclaimed after processing what was wrong.

That's it! My life is over!

Alfred started to tear up.

"All of you are bloody idiots!" Arthur exclaimed, taking everyone out of their shock. "That isn't Alfred, but a woman who looks like Alfred."

Arthur walked up to her with an apologetic look on his face. "I am deeply sorry miss; I hope that they didn't bother you too much." He kindly apologized.

Alfred decided to play along. "It's fine. They just surprised me, that's all." Alfred faked her best British accent. Having grown up with Iggy, it was surprisingly easy to imitate.

"I'm sorry I touched your boobies! I really thought you were Alfred," Feliciano also apologized.

"It's ok, Feliciano." She forgave him.

"Hey, if you aren't Alfred, then how do you know Italy's human name?" Gilbert asked loudly.

Crap!

She wasn't paying attention to what she had said and now there was no escaping it.

"You might as well let them know. They'd just find out tomorrow." Elizabeta advised.

She was right. They were just going to find out later, so why not just get it out of the way. She looked around at the other's expressions. Some were curious while others looked at her expectantly. Steeling her nerves, she took the hat, glasses, and coat off. She looked at the shocked faces of everyone with the exception of Gilbert; he was smirking smugly.

"A-Alfred?" Arthur asked almost as if he was unsure of the sight in front of him.

Alfred only nodded, not really finding her voice. She then noticed the gleam in Francis's eyes and her blood ran cold. He walked up to her and dipped her romantically.

"Mon Cheri, You are beautiful as a woman non?" He asked almost seductively. Alfred still couldn't find her voice. She was afraid, and she knew her face showed it. She saw something hit Francis and she was dropped to the ground.

"That's just like you, you Frog! Alfred turns into a woman and you automatically try to take advantage of her!" Iggy yell while reaching down to help her up.

"Who said I was going to take advantage of her!" Francis yelled indignantly.

"I saw that gleam in your eye!"

"Maybe, I wanted Alfred to not feel so insecure when around us! Have you thought of that?"

"I know what goes on in your mind! You're sick!"

"How do I know that you won't try to take advantage of her!"

Arthur's face was now bright red. "How dare you think I'd do something so rotten!"

That did it. They were now in a fist fight. Alfred watched while still on the ground, with the fight progressing, Iggy had never helped her up. She started to get up when someone pulled her up.

"A-are you ok America?" Kiku asked looking away with a small blush on his face.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine. Thanks." Alfred didn't think to correct Kiku when he called her America instead of Alfred. She just wanted out of there as fast as possible. She was about to walk up to the front desk for her room key when Feliciano grabbed her arm.

"What's it like being a woman now?" he asked enthusiastically.

"Italy! Get over here! I believe she's had enough for one day!" Ludwig called after being quiet for so long.

Feliciano looked saddened slightly, but nodded in understanding. He walked back to his group. Alfred sent Ludwig a thankful glance and he nodded sympathetically. This wasn't how she expected everyone to react at all. She expected them to laugh at her and call her names, but they were surprisingly sympathetic.

"That hamburger bastard is now a chick! This is so going on Facebook!" Lovino yelled loud enough for everyone to hear.

Ok, some were sympathetic while Romano was being a dick. Alfred went to grab her bags when Kiku quickly grabbed them for her.

"I'd like to carry your luggage for you, America. You seem stressed out." He said while still not looking at her.

She was about to refuse when Iggy, who had managed to stop fighting, took them away from Kiku. "I'm the host country for this meeting so I'll carry the bags."

"S'il vous plai! I shall carry her bags for her." Francis grabbed the bags from Arthur.

The three were now in an amusing fight over who would carry her bags. This really confused Alfred. They never asked to carry her bags when she was a man. Why would they offer now that she was a woman?

"You can carry my bags!" Feliciano yelled while throwing his bags at the three fighting men. It landed on Francis's head and he dropped Alfred's bags. Iggy luckily grabbed them and started running, only to be tackled by Kiku. Francis looked at the smiling Italian.

"Why would you throw your bag at someone's head you idiot!?" he yelled while throwing the bags back at Feliciano.

"Germany! He's going to get me!" Feliciano yelled while running toward Ludwig.

"Well, don't throw your luggage at someone then you, dummkopf!" Ludwig yelled back.

"But they were offering to carry bags, and I wanted mine to be carried as well!"

"That doesn't mean you should throw it at them!"

Ludwig was now scolding the weeping Italian and Francis was once again fighting for the right to carry Alfred's bags. Lovino, Antonio, and Gilbert were facebooking what was happening with their iPhones. Alfred suddenly felt really angry with the three nations who currently had her bags. Sure she was a woman now, but that doesn't mean she can't do things anymore. She grabbed her luggage and glared at them.

"I can carry my own bags thanks!" she then stormed off to the front desk for her room keys.

"Is she feeling okay? That outburst seemed to come out of nowhere." Kiku asked.

"It's fine. She's just on her period!" Elizabeta said rather loudly.

"LIZA!" Alfred yelled indignantly. Her cheeks were now red and she heard Gilbert, Lovino, and Antonio all burst out in laughter.

"Sorry, it just slipped out!" Elizabeta quickly apologized.

Thoroughly embarrassed now, she grabbed her room key and ran for the elevator. Elizabeta ran in behind her.

"Why did you tell them?!" Alfred asked angry with the Hungarian.

"It slipped out, I'm sorry!" she said apologetically.

"Whatever." Alfred didn't want to talk about it. She just wanted to go die in a corner now. She couldn't believe her luck. The other nations probably already knew by now, no thanks to Lovino. She really didn't want to go to the meeting tomorrow, especially if Kiku, Iggy, and Francis were going to act the way they did today. Alfred just sighed and hoped that things wouldn't go too badly tomorrow.