I DO NOT bloody like her!

Author's Note: Hello again~!(^.^)I thank everyone who had commented on this story and I hope you guys are enjoying it so far. I appreciate my readers! And also, I apologize for not updating for quite a while because my friend and I are planning a collaborating fanfic which (might be published soon.) and school is quite demanding nowadays. Please don't hesitate to ask a question or leave a review since I want to satisfy you guys. Again Hetalia is NOT mine...(I'm so tired of making these disclaimers but ohh well...) I only own Liza. ENJOY~! ^.^

After the fifteen minute break the countries had returned to the conference room and were already settled in their assigned chairs. England was about to start the meeting when he had noticed that there were three empty seats. He scowled and his thick eyebrows furrowed in irritation. He already wasted enough time waiting for the countries to file in and take their respective seats now he has to wait for the late-comers. Also Spain's pretty daughter, Philippines, still had to introduce herself properly.

'Speaking of her… Where is she?' Arthur looked around and noticed that the female nation was not present. He finally found the missing nation's father, the Spaniard was seated a few feet away from the podium where Arthur was presently standing. "Antonio! Have you seen Philippines?"

Antonio, who stopped poking Romano's cheeks, raised his eyebrows at the Brit. "What? Mi Hija? I haven't seen her but I'm sure she' just running a bit late." The Spaniard went back to poking Romano's cheeks, to the irritation of the said Italian. "Romano, your cheeks are like churros!" Antonio exclaimed.

"GOD DAMNIT YOU BASTARD! STOP. BOTHERING. ME.!" Romano shouted but the Spaniard kept smiling and cooing over his cheeks. "LEAVE MY CHEEKS ALONE!"

England ignored the two idiots and searched for a certain American. Arthur knew that Alfred had a close relationship with Liza and he was pretty sure that the American would know the whereabouts of the pretty female nation.

...Ok… Arthur had to admit that Liza had changed over the past centuries, She was once a cute little nation and now had grown into a beautiful young woman. The way she carried herself was graceful, Her long raven locks framed her angelic face, those large innocent-looking brown eyes stayed, and she still had that beautiful smile she graces everyone with…She was just appealing to him…very appealing.

Arthur stopped mid stride and face palmed. 'No. No. NO. What the bloody hell am I thinking! I sound like a creep…' He groaned inwardly. 'Antonio will have my head if he knew I like his daughter.' Arthur spotted Alfred who was devouring one of his burgers at a very fast pace. The embodiment of Britain had a look of disgust plastered on his face as he made his way towards the American.

'I should tell the idiot to stop eating those repulsive things…' Arthur thought and then another came to his mind. 'I maybe I should send him some of my delightful scones.' The Brit smiled creepily then it disappeared when Alfred noticed him.

"'Ay, Arth'r!" The former colony grinned while chewing. "Whut do ya need?" Alfred finished his burger, took out another out of nowhere and made a grab for his extra-large shake. "You want a burger? I have lots!" The American handed his former care taker another burger, that came from nowhere, and the Brit only shook his head.

"I'm not here for your horrible burger, Alfred." The taller blond glared at the Brit for insulting his beloved burger. The former colony cradled the said food protectively and pointed at his former caretaker accusingly.

"HEY! My burgers are perfectly fine and they taste good!" Alfred argued. "I'm absolutely sure they taste better than the tasteless trash you call scones!" France overheard and nodded in agreement.

"I have to agree with America, England. Your scones are worse than the food homeless dogs eat." The Frenchman snickered and tossed his hair to the side.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!" The Brit made a fist towards the two blonds and his face turned a dark shade of red. "FOR YOUR BLOODY INFORMATION, I CAN COOK AS WELL AS YOU, FROG!" This time he pointed at the American who munched on his burger angrily. ".. AND MY SCONES ARE BETTER THAN THAT UNHEALTHY GARBAGE YOU EAT!" The shorter blond with furry eyebrows had momentarily forgotten about the three missing nations and engaged in a word fight with his former colony.

"OH YEAH!" This time American stood up and glared down at the shorter man while France shrugged off the insult since he was quite used to it. Sapphire glared into Emerald orbs for a whole minute and all the nations who were present could feel the intense auras coming from both men.

"Ve~! Germany, hide me!" Italy whimpered as he hid behind the tall muscular man's chair. The German ran his hand through his neat blond hair, sighed at the brewing fight and murmured something about arguments and idiots.

Alfred was about to open his mouth to insult England's culinary skills but the doors to the room opened and revealed Russia who was smiling innocently. Alfred's eyes widened and took a step back as Ivan noticed and approached Arthur and him. The tall Russian might look angelic but once he was angered, everyone can feel the menacing aura that he emitted but this time Ivan just wanted to join a fight since he liked violence—actually that's an understatement—he loves violence so much that he will jump into every opportunity to join in a fight. Ivan Braginski just looked at both America and England expectantly then smiled.

"What's going on, da~?" Ivan asked. "Is there a fight, da~?" The said Russian took out his steel pipe and smiled his famous creepy smile. "Can I join, da~?"

The two blonds shook their heads vigorously at the same time and England waved his hands in front of him. "N-no! We weren't fighting! We were just in a-a—" The Brit looked at the American for help.

"A-a debate…Yeah! A debate about—" The American glanced everywhere and saw his burgers. "-about FOOD!" Alfred supplied. "No fight here!" The bespectacled blond rubbed the back of his head and gave a nervous laugh.

Ivan lowered his weapon and frowned. "This is no fun, da~" The said Russian quietly made his way towards his assigned seat and settled down. Alfred gave a sigh of relief and unwrapped another of his burgers. Arthur cleared his throat in order to get the American's attention.

"Alfred. Have you seen Philippines?" The Englishman asked. The burger stopped halfway from Alfred's awaiting mouth and the said American lowered his burger down.

"Uhmm…no…I haven't seen her. The last time I saw her was about fifteen minutes ago." One of the American's eyebrows rose. "Why? What about Liza?" Alfred took a bite from his hamburger while the Bri ignored his question.

Arthur left Alfred and made his way up the podium again. He poked the microphone to see if it was working and when he was satisfied he called the entire nation's attention.

"Everyone, it seems that Philippines is missing along with-…" Arthur was interrupted by a certain Spaniard and American.

America spitted out his drink and stood up. "WHAT! LIZAS'S DISAPPEARED!" His eyes widened in shock. "B-BUT! SHE ONLY WENT TO FIX HERSELF!"

"WHAT TO YOU MEAN, MI HIJA'S MISSING!" Antonio slammed his hands on the desk scattering his documets. "OH MI AMADO DIYOS! SOMEONE KIDNAPPED HER! MI HIJAAAA~~~!" By this time the Spaniard was wailing in his language and clinging to Romano. "ROMANOO~~! MI HIJA DE DESAPARECIDOS! USTED PUEDE SER EL SIGUIENTE!"

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" Romano glowered and tried to push away the crying nation but Spain just wouldn't budge. Romano sighed and glared at England. "You better find that girl or I swear to God I'll-.." the string of words that came out of Romano's mouth were all Italian possibly curses.

'Ughh…my bloody head hurts…' Arthur massaged his temples in a vain attempt to stop the coming could feel the first migraine coming and he gritted his teeth. China had also voiced out his own concern about his little sister along with the American and Spaniard. Arthur was about to curse but then Ivan spoke out loud.

"Has anyone seen Natalia?~da?" He asked his fellow nations and he received 'no's. The Russian looked at the Englishman and said. "I brought Liza to the comfort room because she got lost and I left her there..." The Russian smiled innocently, instantly everyone stopped talking and turned to look at him. Alfred's face was a mask of horror and shock, Yao raised an eyebrow at the taller nation and Antonio stopped wailing and looked at Ivan. Arthur was about to ask the Russian where he last saw the female nation when Alfred stood up along with Antonio and shouted.

"W-WHERE IS MI HIJA~!" The Spaniard shouted and glared at the Russian. "YOU DID NOT BECOME ONE WITH HER, DID YOU~!"

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER, YOU COMMIE BASTARD!" The United States of America pointed an accusing finger at the taller nation.

"HE'S NOT A COMMUNIST ANYOMRE!" Arthur along with some other sane nations shouted at the blond spectacled man. 'BLOODY HELL! HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE GET IT THROUGH HI THICK HEAD!'

Ivan was about to reply to both of men who were glaring at him but the doors opened and it revealed two female nations. Belarus was glaring at everyone as always and Philippines was behind her, smiling nervously. The two approached the circle of nations, Liza bowed and this surprised everyone.

'What is she-?'

"I apologize for Ms. Belarus' and my tardiness. I got lost in the hallways and she helped me find the way back to the conference room. I apologize again." Liza stood up straight, leaned towards Natalia and spoke in a whisper. "I'll speak with you soon, Kay?"

Natalia nodded and grinned at the tanned nation, much to the astonishment of everyone. The embodiment of Belarus made her way to her seat without a word and left Philippines alone.

'What! Since when were Belarus and the Philippines friends?' Arthur thought. 'Must be Liza's charm… Well...She is quite the woman…' England started smiling like an idiot then stopped when he realized what he was doing. 'Idiot! Stop thinking about her!' Arthur was about to open his mouth when Antonio and Alfred bounced off their seats and made their way towards Liza who cringed as she saw them.

'Oh CRA*' Liza thought when she saw her Papa and Alfred run towards her then she saw someone who she recognized and the nation smiled at her.

"LIZAAA~~" Alfred sang with open arms as he made his way to the tanned nation.

"MI HIJAAA~~~" Antonio was carrying a tomato and his eyes were tearing up at the sight of his daughter.

Liza recoiled at the two nations who were running towards her and somehow dodged their hugs. She passed by them without giving them another glance and sat beside her friend. He had short black hair, with a flyaway curl on the right side of his head. He was also dressed in a white and navy blue hanbok with long oversized sleeves.

"Hi, Yong Soo~!" She greeted him happily. "It's been a while,no?"

The Korean's face lit up and hugged her as a greeting. "Philippines! Maria-Ohini!(*) I haven't seen you in sooo~~ long!" He released her from his hug and the two started chatting.

America was sporting a crestfallen expression as he made his way to his seat since he didn't get a hug or a mere 'hello' from his former charge and Spain was in a corner emitting a depressing aura since his hija apparently forgot about him. Arthur cleared his throat and got everyone's attention.

"Ok…Why don't we start the meeting now." He glanced at Liza and faintly blushed since she was staring at him intently with her big innocent brown eyes. "T-the Republic of the P-Philippines shall make her i-introduction…" Arthur quickly left the podium, sat on his seat and glared at his fisted hands while Philippines made her way to the podium. France had noticed his rival's faint blush and chuckled.

"Ohohoho~~! It's seems that Angleterre has a little crush, oui?" He teased the Brit.

"NO! I do not you, bloody frog!" Arthur whispered angrily as he blushed harder and tried to smack the Frenchman but sadly missed.

"Ohohohoo~! Keep telling yourself that Arthur…" Francis smiled knowingly.

Translations:

Mi Hija ~ My Daughter

"OH MI DIYOS!" ~ "OH MY GOD!"

"MI HIJA HA DESAPARECIDOS! USTED PUEDE SER EL SIGUIENTE!" ~ "MY DAUGTHER HAS GONE MISSING! YOU COULD BE NEXT!"

(*) Maria-Ohini! ~ I found that 'Ohini' means older sister in Korean. (Note that is actually younger than Liza. He's around 15)

Angleterre ~ England

To anyone who's wondering "Why S. Korea?" well...I know for a FACT FILIPINOS LOVE KOREAN DRAMAS~! AND THERE ARE ALSO ALOT OF KOREANS THAT VISIT THE PHILIPPINES FOR I-DON'T-KNOW-REASONS...(^.^)".Anyway~! Thank You to my readers and a review is appreciated ~!^.^