Everyone continued walking from the Valley and in around 2 hours, the sun was setting. They had arrived at an open spot for camping, surrounded by beautiful trees and a gorgeous view to look out at sea.
"Perfect, let's camp out here," Yami smiled. His attitude quickly changed as he saw Joey, Chazz, Jaden and Italy panting and gasping for breath.
"I haven't walked so much in all my life!" Jaden panted.
"I know! The hills were so steep!" Chazz complained.
"And long in both ways," Joey muttered.
"GIVE ME A BREAK, WE WERE TRAINED FOR THIS!" Yami shouted, waking everyone up.
That night, after a delicious meal (along the side with pasta), Yami sat outside, sniffing the fresh air and sipping his green tea slowly. The night was calm and peaceful, the owls hooted like a sound of the bugle call. The crashing of the waves below were so gentle and sparkled in the moonlight.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU SAVED US?" Yami heard a British accent call. (Seriously, WHAT British accent? I'm British, and I swear we don't have accents) "IT WAS CLEARLY ME!"
"Na-uh, I'm the hero, therefore, it was me!" Yami peered over a corner and saw England and America arguing.
"For your information, I came up with the brilliant ideas!" England argued. "AND I managed to help in the fight!"
"Ah, but I did most of the fighting!" America complained. "I managed to save the Guardians fair-and-square!"
"You did not!"
"Yes I did!"
"You want a fight then?!"
"Bring it!" Yami's eyes widened as England and America were staring at each other in the eye furiously and ready to punch one another.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed as America and England quickly hugged each other and gave each other a deep, passionate kiss. America pushed England through a tent and did the zips up. Yami stared with surprise.
...What? Why're you lookin' at me like that?
"Excuse me, but you have some explaining to do!"
Oh come on, like that pairing isn't obvious!
"Explain!"
Alright, alright! I've always loved UsUk, even before I've heard of Hetalia. In fact, I started shipping it when I made American friends on the internet. I even thought to myself: 'You know, if England and America were people, not minding who was boy or girl, BUT I DO MIND IF THEY'RE BOTH GIRLS! I'd think both our countries would make a beautiful couple!'
"...You're serious?"
Yup! XD Even my friend Angel likes it!
"Who on earth is—"
"Hey, Yami! Who're you talkin' to?" Italy interrupted.
"Ah! Oh, nobody, you wouldn't believe me," Yami said nervously. Just then, the tent unzipped followed by America being shoved out of the tent.
"What the bloody hell was that for you wanker?" England complained.
"Alright, alright, sorry~!" America sighed and walked away. Italy stared confused. "What just happened?" Italy asked.
"I just saw England and America arguing until they began to hug each other and make out."
"Vee~, romance is so romantic," Italy sighed. "Say, Yami, what was your first love like?"
"Me?" Yami asked. "Well...when I was younger, I did date a few girls, but it never worked out because they only liked me for my looks and not for who I was. I guess you could say Ai-chan is my first and true love."
"But how do you know she's your true love?" Italy asked.
"Simple," Yami said. "She's the one you want her to be, and you're the one she wants you to be. Personality and the way you are always counts, no matter what you look like. In my opinion, Ai-chan is the most beautiful, graceful and delicate flower I've ever seen...I love her so much...I'll die if she left me!" Italy looked at Yami and became emotional by his words. Just remembering the times he had spent with the Holy Roman Empire, the fun he had with him, his first kiss with him.
"How touching..." Italy sighed.
"You okay? You seem sad all of a sudden," Yami said.
"Huh? No, don't worry, it's just a beautiful night! Bella noche like we say back home!" Italy hesitated. Yami looked at Italy with a sad eye.
"Do you miss home?" He asked.
"A little..." said Italy. "I miss the pasta. It's original back home."
"I see..." Yami sighed, remembering the time he ran away from home years ago, trying to find his angel. He felt sick and heart-broken thinking about it. He shook his head and smiled. "Anyway! What about you?!"
"Huh?"
"What about your first love?" Yami asked. "Or haven't you had a first love?"
"Oh, I remember my first love," Italy smiled whilst Yami drank his tea. "Only, he was a guy." Hearing these words, Yami squirted out his tea followed by a cough.
"I beg your pardon?" He asked.
"He was a guy!" Italy beamed. "He was very nice to me, and very romantic, not to mention he saved me a lot of times, I still think I should owe him one...If I see him again. Say, could you help me for some tips and advice on how to get girls? Or even better, could you teach me how to kiss?"
As for that, Yami dropped his tea and ran away from Italy as fast as he could.
"Yami...?" Italy asked.