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Ayumi Kudou: Hopefully they do have their skin tones right. Fuu, It's coming out in a few more weeks! I can't wait. Don't worry, I will keep China manly or as manly I can imagine him to be. I've honestly kind of seen him having an old man personality who thinks to high of himself and not taking care of himself because he always believe that he was young at heart. Well, that aside I shall try to do my best with this one shot. I'm on the edge of having writer's block so hope that I won't hit it otherwise that story won't come out soon.


The atmosphere as Tino stared at Lukas and Viet. How could they team up with each other? She was Asian and he was European. Tino didn't want to listen to their story nor did he want to see their faces. Lukas lied to his face...no... He lied to everyone. Whether it be friends or acquaintances, he lied. Did he want Europe to go down in flames?

Tears began streaming down Tino's face before Lukas could say anything. The Norwegian was silent, understanding the hurt it must feel that he was starting to go against Europe. It wasn't betrayal but they were all raised with the beiefs that Asians were their enemy and they grew with a strong and passionate feeling about this.

"We woke up in Seychelles in the same room as each other. We had hate in our hearts then but the representative of Seychelles is my friend as Lukas didn't want another enemy on Europe's hands and so we didn't attack each other until after the first attack from the Seraphim. At first I thought I was fighting for my country, my continent so that I could continue living and leading my country for this war that has gone on for 200 years. Now I realize, I fought to understand myself and the truth about this war. Haru and Hydra permanently became a part of our lives then and they showed us the truth. Our ancestors fought to stop the Seraphim who were the sparks that set off the flames of the war. They led us to believe that the other country contained a black magic that could destroy each other. My boss knew that I was a descendant of that very ancestor who was the guardian of the Fire Bird and so knew the importance of allowing Vietnam to become a neutral country from the war. Now he is dead because of the Seraphim because he want to help save the world we all care about... I don't want to lose anyone else anymore."

Viet's fists were clenched and her face was looking down, allowing her bangs to cover her crying face. She was afraid. She was afraid to lose her family and her friends. Vietnam was a small country and everyone there would sacrifice to protect their country. All of them were dear people to her and to lose them would mean her broken heart. She couldn't risk it. She wouldn't risk it. Tino was shocked by this story. He could see the sincerety, the pain, the determination in the Vietnamese woman's golden eyes. He shook his head, convincing himself that she was tricking him.

"I fight for neither Europe nor Asia. I fight for myself and my people. I fight to protect the ones I love." Her face was still hidden by her bangs but her voice was loud and determined. Francis knew this woman's heart even if its been years. His eyes soften as he saw the grown up little girl he once raised.

Tears began to waterfall from the Frenchman's eyes. "Mon cher has grown up so much. For moi, I trust you with all my heart, mon cher! I've known you for all of your childhood and you were always truthful about what was on your mind. I will support you secretly mon cher!"

"Francis what are you saying, Mo-i?!" Tino couldn't believe his ears. Did Francis really believe this story? The Frenchman sniffed and breathed in and out, trying to regain composure.

"You see Tino, a long time ago, France had invaded Vietnam and we took over the country. Mon cher was suppose to be the next representative of the country when she grew older but because we took over, she was to be taken care of by me and in a sense to be my slave. I couldn't do that though with her. Mon cher was so strong willed and every time I tried to tell her to get some wine for me, she would slap me with her wooden paddle. I've tried confiscating that paddle bu she seemed to always find it or get it back..."

"That's because you were just a kid back then! You weren't allowed to drink and if I didn't prevent you from doing so, I'd get beaten by your father!" Viet yelled.

"Anyway," Francis said, ignoring Viet, "what I'm trying to say is that she is responsible and she would do whatever she thought was right. She never lied about what she thought about us and how she felt. Even if she was sick, she would still work as if it was a duty."

"I didn't hate you as much towards the end of my stay... You were such an idiot and Monica and Michelle always worried me so I couldn't just abandon them or at least, not at will." Francis smiled sadly at her comment. It was like his bittersweet memories with the one who had really affected his heart even though he was really small at that time.

Francis shook his head to erase that thought and continued on trying to convince Tino. "Even though its been years, I can tell if Mon cher is telling a lie or not. She's not built to tell lies unless it was a part of a plan or to protect the ones she loves. Her heart when she explained her story was sincere."

"Then what about the orbs?" asked Tino.

"They are a part of our bodies," Lukas said quite bluntly. Tino stared at him with eyes of confusion and disbelief. "It's more like we had to go on a short trip that could have killed us while getting the orbs in different places in the world and then we had to prove ourselves to make sure that we were devoted to have our power permanently a part of the orbs'. For our powers to combine, the orbs had to be in our bodies for it to become one with us." Viet couldn't help but notice the last part of the sentence that reminded her of a certain Russian. It made her shiver despite how at one point, they were close in military and political relationship.

Tino was silent for a moment until he sighed. "I can't help but believe you because these ice ring-things that are keeping my wrists tied down to the chair is as if its metal. I can't break them at all."

"So you were in trigger-happy mode?" asked Lukas.

"Don't call it that Lukas."

"Ah, here's my hair tie. I can't believe that I didn't notice it around my wrist," the Vietnamese woman commented as she looked at her wrist. The three men in the room stared at her and taking note that Viet could be unintentionally random. She noticed their stares and started to feel uncomfortable. "What?" she finally asked as they continued to stare.

"You can be random sometimes," the Norwegian commented.

"Thanks for being honest," Viet said sarcastically.

The two soon proceded into an argument about Lukas' personality. They acted like a married couple or so that was what Tino thought. Francis was probably thinking of more inappropriate thoughts about the situation. Tino knew this because of the strange smile forming on his face. It was creepy actually, not just strange. Suddenly, the Finnish man noticed that there was nothing pressuring his wrists or ankles anymore. He looked at his once-bounded wrists to see that they were free from the ice and his skin had red marks forming rings where the ice once held him down.

"They are like a married couple, are they not?" asked Haru who flew towards Tino and landed on the arm of his chair.

Tino nodded his head. He still couldn't take in the fact that a bird with deadly talons and sharp beak was talking to him. Hanatamago started barking in excitement as she tried to chase Hydra who was slithering all across the room. She hissed in amusement as she expertly dodged the white-furred dog who was playfully trying to catch her. Tino then saw Francis stood up, also no longer bound to the chair.

He seemed to try to make himself unnoticed as he walked to the still arguing couple. He suddenly hugged only to cause movement to stop in the room and a scary atmosphere formed.

"Let's sleep together tonight and bond our relationships! Oui?" claimed the Frenchman. Lukas felt uncomfortable and angry at the Frenchman but he didn't know what to do since the hug made him close to Viet's face. Viet on the other hand had an aura around her hat seemed like it could kill anyone. If looks could kill, Francis would be ashes right now. When there was no answer from the two who were being hugged out of will, Francis looked down and realized what he gotten himself into.

"Now, now mon cher. There's no need for violence right?" Francis let go of the two and started to back away, his hands in front of him hoping that it would stop the following punishment.

Viet walked towards him slowly but her steps were loud as she made her way towards him. Francis' back hit the wall and he began to panic. He then attempted to run but his collar was caught by a hand. His face was dripping with sweat and his face was frightened.

"First, we're going to erase your memory," Viet said. She stared into his eyes immediately and Francis became dazed. A spark of light shone in her eyes and were reflected off of Francis irises. Now, Viet turned his body so that his body would face her. She grabbed the frong of his shirt and then lifted him off the floor. "Now die you pervert!" She threw him at the ground and flames engulfed him. He disappeared.

"Moi (I realized that the pronunciation of Finland's 'moi' and France's 'moi' are different but are spelled the same. Finland's 'moi' is like the first syllable 'mo' is like 'more' and the 'i' in the 'moi' is like 'cheese'. Keep that in mind for those who are used to Finland's 'moi' and the French word me, 'moi'.)! Don't tell me you actually killed him?"

"I didn't. I just erased his memory and sent him back to his home. He won't remember this nor will I allow him to do any sexual harrassment." If sweatdrops could happen in real life, Tino and Lukas would have them right now.

"W-well, are you going to erase my memory?" Tino asked nervously. Viet shook her head.

"No, I trust you. You might be devoted to Europe but I know a trustworthy person when I see one. Anyway, I hope you don't mind Lukas but I'll be spending my time here for a while. I'm looking for Gilbert who killed my boss. You know, that albino guy that we saw in the flashback that Haru and Hydra showed us and attacked my ancestor."

"That's where I remembered him from. I met him once after I defeated one of the Seraphim's beast once I got the orb."

"I see..."

"If anything, we ssshould eat. I'm hungry," Hydra said. She was now on Lukas shoulder, out of Hanatamago's reach. Haru flew onto Viet's shoulder and shook his feathers.

"Let us go then, child." Viet nodded and walked out of the hallway.

"Lukas?" Tino said.

"Yes?"

"Does she even know where the kitchen is?"

"..."

"..."

"Let's just go to the kitchen," Lukas said. He walked out of the hallway and to the right, followed by Tino. When he entered the kitchen his eyes slightly widened when he saw Viet at the kitchen counter standing awkwardly.

"What took you guys so long? I feel awkward waiting in someone else's kitchen for that person's arrival." Viet stared at them with disapproving eyes.

"Sorry. How did you know where the kitchen was?" asked Lukas. Viet blushed before she answered.

"I looked around the house when I first got here and dragged Francis everywhere with me to keep an eye on him. I needed to know my way around so I looked around your house."

"Where did you end up in the house?"

"In your room. I-it's because that was the only part of the house that I knew since we talked that one time through our mirrors. If I don't know the location of a place, I can't get there!" Her face was all red and she waved her hands in front of her face.

"Why are you acting embarrassed?" Lukas asked.

"I didn't want to seem like I was a wierdo for kind of breaking into your house or anything like that."

"Why did you bring Francis along if you could come here?"

"I wanted to see Europe with my own eyes so I made him drive me over here and I wanted to attempt going into your house without using my powers. I felt it was going to be a waste but once I learned that I couldn't break in without breaking anything, that's when I used the magic to take us inside."

"You're really cute when you are shy!" commented Tino.

"Help me make dinner," Lukas said changing subjects.

"Dạ," Viet agreed in Vietnamese. She tied her hair into a high ponytail. Once she found an apron she attempted to put it on but dropped it when she heard a scream.

"You, you're Phuong!"

"That's right. I had to hide my identity while I was with Lukas, Michelle, and Monica when we went to Egypt. And then I met the rest of the Nordic representatives and I got drunk and Lukas carried me back to my room."

Tino didn't know what to say to that because she was quite calm about it. He then noticed that Viet was glimpsing at Lukas while he was working. Her cheeks were slightly blushing as she looked at him.

Once all the food were in the process of cooking, Tino walked over to Viet. "Can I talk to you along for a bit?" asked the Finnish man. Viet nodded and followed Tino out of the room.

"What is it?" Viet asked once they were out of sight.

"Do you like Lukas?" Viet turned bright pink and her face expressed shock.

"Am I that obvious?" She hit the palm of her hand against her forehead.

"Yeah... You both are actually. Lukas may have a stoic expression but you know when he acts odd... I guess I don't have anything against you really. It's just hard to take all of this in."

"I definitely know how you feel."

"Are you going to tell him how you feel?" asked Tino.

"Not yet..."

"Why?" Viet moved her eyes to look at the entrance of the kitchen where Lukas still was.

"Because... I'm afraid that our love might get in the way of something crucial for saving everyone. I don't want to become to attach and then feel that he is more important than the world. I probably wouldn't think like that but I can't help but feel scared. It's also my first time falling in love with someone..." Tino smiled softly at Viet. She was honest and caring and has a strong will. He started to see why Lukas liked her but he doesn't understand why she fell in love with the Norwegian. He's shy around strangers and doesn't have that much emotion on his face making people see him as cold. Well, as long as Lukas finally falls in love and the such, it should be okay. He has a pretty good judgement on other people.

The sound of beeping was heard from the kitchen as well as the rattling of metal racks and pans.

"Food is done!" Lukas said loudly. Tino started walking back to the kitchen but stopped outside the entrance to the room He turned his head towards Viet and gave a cheerful smile.

"Take good care of Lukas for me and the rest of the Nordic region." Viet blushed but nodded her head. Tino walked inside the kitchen and started to help take the food out to the dining table.

Viet felt a fast beating in her heart as she saw the two in the kitchen. It seemed like a warm place to be where family can work together to help make dinner. It reminded her of her own family. She then wondered what it would be like if Matthias, Berwald and Emil were also there to help prepare dinner. She giggled at the thought.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to have dinner with us?" the Norwegian asked.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."


Omake

Me: I feel as if this was one of the most unplanned/unorthodox/random chapter I have ever written. I have to admit that I liked it when I made Viet say "Go die you pervert!" to France as she transported him back to his house.

On another note, if you don't erase memories often, then it will take a lot of energy to regain again to erase another memory. You'd could only do it like, once a month but if you practice on energy conserving and memory erasing, you can use less energy and can erase more memories within a short amoung of time.

Italy: Vee~ That sounds really complicated. Why don't we calm our minds with pasta?

Romano: I'd like to go and eat tomatoes right now.

Me: You can eat whatever you like to eat but honestly, I don't like to eat tomatoes raw. Cherry tomatoes are the only exception or if the tomatoes are sliced and are in a salad or something.

Italy: We can drink wine too!

Me: I'm underage.

Italy: Vee?! It's not fun though if it's only me and Romano nii-chan.

Me: Still not persuaded. Anyway, let's wrap this up!

Italy and Romano: Please support Admin by reviewing, ask questions, comment, criticize, etc.~

Me: Next chapter preview- Yao makes his move and so does Emil. Disasters are occuring all over Europe and Asia. What will our protagonists for next chapter do (that being the Eastern Asian family)?