I'm soooooo sorry for being so late with this! It's just I had school finals and everything happening at once and Christmas Break and yeah a lot of stuff. Not to mention that I only had like half of this written and I stood staring at the blank screen trying to think for days and then the first one I wrote I didn't like and yeah...*sigh* Finally I have it all done and I can post it now. SORRY FOR THE WAIT! ok I really will try to update more often again.

Chapter 26

Russia, upon hearing all the commotion from the front door, hurried out the room leaving Switzerland alone in his fallen chair. He was not sure what was going on, but he knew it would not be good. What he found out quickly though, was three figures bursting into the room, all huffing and breathing loudly.

"What's going on in here? Is anyone hurt?" Russia quickly uttered.

"It's France…he-he didn't make it….Ivan..." Italy cried.

"What?" Russia questioned back surprised. He then felt a little sad. Even though he did not like too many people, France included they were still a team and deep down he was going to miss the guy. Both France and him seemed like the outcasts of the group so Russia could sympathize with him. France being…well France and Russia being the creepy guy whose bad side you did not want to get on.

"How did this happen?' Russia asked.

Prussia face hardened, "I…I don't want to talk about it. I just…want to go rest. I'm tired and I've been having a horrible day…." Prussia expressed gloomy.

"He-he fell through the ice trying to save Prussia…and he…couldn't save him in time…" Germany responded slightly monotone.

"First I find out that my younger brother doesn't even remember me, and then Lili was shot, then one of my best friends in the w-w-whole world died before my eyes! Can this day get any worse?!" Gilbert shouted exhaustedly.

"Oh…um well actually yes it can. About Lili…I know you probably don't want to hear this right after your incident Prussia, but Lili's dead…she, she didn't make it. There was just too much blood…" Ivan softly told him reaching over to put a hand on Gilberts shoulder when Prussia jerked away.

"What?!" Prussia couldn't believe it…Lili dead, another friend…

"Why…Why is-is everyone dying around me!…no this, this can't be true!"

Prussia looked down tear marks slightly visible on his cheeks,

"Gil…" Italy wept looking over towards his broken friend.

Gilbert glared at the gang for a slight second before trying to run down the hall.

"Don't" Russia reached his hand out and grabbed hold of him. "Don't do something stupid, stay and let's talk" Ivan said to the very much drained Prussia.

"Fine…" Gilbert told the Russian man as he once again whipped tears away with his sleeve.

Italy wiped his tears away as well before continuing, "So…Russia, what's going on here?" The Italian questioned.

"I'm not really sure….I've been in another room interrogating that backstabbing Swiss man….all I do know is that I want to get back to Canada and the others soon as possible. I just hope everyone's ok." Russia seemed a little shaken. It wasn't like him to care about others so much but he really did hope that Matvey was ok.

"Who?" The small polar bear asked.

"CANADA! Your master. How many time must I repeat self da?" Russia shouted at the small bear.

"What…what did you find out? Did he tell you anything?" Italy asked quickly while Russia tapped his pipe on the ground, irritated at the animal,

"He's mad, you see, but to me it seems like a stupid reason. He did all this, killed people just for the simple fact of being on his land. Though I'm not sure if that's all or it he's just-"

But Ivan was suddenly cut off by an irritated and very angry Italian outburst. "ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT HE KILLED FRANCE AND LILI ALL BECAUSE WE WERE ON HIS STUPID LAND!?"

Germany who'd been quiet all this time stepped away from Italy in surprise. He might not have had all his memories back yet, but he never expected this little Italian to get so angry. He could feel the anger just emanating off of him, it was a new kind of feeling…one that not many people would know about…

Russia and Prussia stood there surprised as well. He never expected Italy to be so angry. Italy was always the happy go lucky type.

"Where's Switzerland at? What room is he in?" Italy frantically stated pounding his fist it. "I-I know I'm not that strong but-but he needs a pounding."

Russia kept an expression of shock on his face, "He….he's right in there." He pointed towards the room he was just in. "b-but why don't you let me deal with it da?" The Russia asked as he held his pipe up in front of Italy's eyes. "Maybe he could tell us more about this whole incident if he gets more of a beating" Russia flashed a creepy sadistic smile Italy's way.

Suddenly though, Germany remembered the phone call that he had with Turkey and had to tell Italy, Ivan, and Gilbert.

"Oh! Um hey Italy, Russia, Gilbert, when you guys were outside me and Switzerland were fighting and I remember something now. I remember beating him up and tying him to that chair in there, but as this was happening Vash got a phone call-"

"A phone call?" Ivan interrupted with a curious stare.

"Ja, a phone call and it was on Vash's cell. It was a guy named Sadiq or Turkey if you may. He is not a good guy…he-he was in on this as well, and he said something about two guys…um what were their names again?" Germany scratched his head, tilting it to the side. "Umm Oh! Their names were Spain and Romano-"

"SPAIN AND ROMANO!" Italy burst out in shock. "W-what did he say? Are they ok; are they safe, home, or maybe outside?"

"Germany was temporary shocked once again by the sudden outburst of the Italian man. "Um well…I think he said something about capturing Spain and then a guy named Romano showed up and tried to save him?" Germany paused and looked Italy's way. The poor Italian stood frozen and paled.

"a-and then what?..." Italy quietly asked looking down at the floor eyes looking to be off in space.

"Um Spain got badly hurt and Romano ended up fending off Turkey because…because…Oh ok I got it now! I remember Turkey was angry at Romano ad he said that 'that annoying Romano guy tricked me' but they got away."

"H-how did you not manage to get caught?" Ivan asked, both curious and intrigued.

"Well I just changed my voice to be more Swiss. We both do have German decent in us."

"Hmm, smart Idea" Russia stated.

"Yeah he said he's waiting for my next move at some abandon police station." Ludwig told the rest.

"You're telling me Spain is badly hurt and my brother is out there in the snow probably dragging him back to the cabin?!" Italy spoke up.

"Y-yeah…I guess…I'm sorry I wish I was more help. I-I'm sorry I didn't know he was your brother…I hope he gets to the cabin you're looking for safely" Germany acknowledged.

"No, no you did fine, and thank you, me too. We now have a lead on something. But still, that's just great! My brother is out there in the wilderness with a freezing snowstorm carrying his boyfriend from an injury and they could possibly die. Is all this information correct?" Italy questioned.

"Yeah, that's correct." Ludwig stated.

Italy has lost France and Lili already, and now Spain and his brother are hurt, so many friends, and he was so worried about everyone else. He wasn't sure those remaining would even make it out alive or if they were already dead, or maybe even already back at the cabin. This just caused him to snap. When someone messes with his friends, he's actually willing to fight. It's usually the only thing that will drive him even if he's not all that strong.

"I'm going to go give him a piece of my mind!" He exclaimed rushing to the room.

"Wait, Italy, don't you think someone should come with you?" Germany hurriedly asked and grabbed the Italians wrist turning him around so fast and so many movements happening so suddenly that their lips clasp: A perfect match. Both blushing like crazy, the kiss lasting for what seemed like minutes, maybe even hours when really in reality it was only mere seconds of bliss. Italy opened his eyes first, and then Germany, both staring into each other's eyes, and a new feeling and sensation came over Ludwig as he turned to pull away. He-he did know this man! It was as if life hit him right in the face, flashing by him in fast motion, filling his head with memories, feelings, knowledge, and love.

Italy slowly stepped back not knowing what was going on with Ludwig and blush covered Italy's whole face. Germany eventually looked up with his sapphire eyes and reached a hand up to feel Italy's face.

"Feli, my dear Feli. I remember you now! You and my brother Gilbert and everyone else and oh, even Ivan!" Germany spoke so excitedly, and Ivan looked lost. Italy though, was ecstatic! So happy, that he even took Ludwig in his arms and kissed again "I'm so glad" Italy cried.

"WEST! Do-do you really remember now?" Gilbert looked up from his dazed daydream.

"Ja, brother I remember you! Most of my memories are flooding back! It was you who helped me. I saw you in my head brother, your voice trying to help me remember." The German told his brother. And although Prussia was confused he still was all the more delighted and happy for his brother's return. Gilbert just smiled.

"I hate to break in between this lovely event but shouldn't we go get that information from Vash now?" Russia asked as he patted his pipe in his hand once again.

"Yes we should" Ludwig said while nodding to Feli to stop hugging him.

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Russia, Italy, Prussia, Kumajiro, and Germany all ran to the doorway of the room and opened the door to see an empty chair, Switzerland with a knife charging after them.

Switzerland dashed right toward Italy lifting his knife up to attack the innocent Italian, but things did not go according to plan when Germany stood in front of Italy blocking him, and kicking him back a few feet back.

"NO! YOU DO NOT HURT ITALY WHEN I'M AROUND!"

Germany yelled as he grabbed Italy and spun him over to Prussia.

"Take Italy and keep him and yourself safe in the corner!" Germany shouted and Prussia just nodded.

"Ja, I will. Be careful though brother." And Germany nodded as well.

"Come Italy let them fight for now." "but!" Italy interjected "No but's Italy, now come on let's go" Prussia said as he and Italy watched from the corner.

To Germany; That Italian and his brother were his best friends and he loved them so much. He didn't want the people he loved most to die. So, this was the only way he knew they'd be safe.

Russia, confused on how Switzerland got unloose took his pipe out and ran towards him. He was swinging it around in a complete rage. Vash on the other had happened to grab the chair and he started swinging around as well.

Germany though, took books from the shelved and kept chucking them at the Swiss nation. Most hitting him dead on.

Ivan though, was swinging the pipe around and Switzerland was running towards the window. Russia managed to hit him on the leg creating a huge cut down his leg, thus causing him to fall out the window with unsteady balance. Russia ran over to the window on the first floor and looked down. Switzerland got up limping away, but in the end fell over with a pool of blood around him. Russia leaped out the window and ran over to him.

Switzerland was lucky he got out of there but not so lucky with that wound of his. It was bleeding quiet back also cutting bits of his Achilles tendons. When his chair toppled over he was somehow able to slip out of the ropes, since they loosened a bit when he fell. Once his arms were free he grabbed his knife from his pant pocket and cut the rest of his ropes.

He didn't expect them to come into the room so soon, but he heard them and he was ready with the knife. He was surprised Germany got his memory back in the end… He didn't plan for that to happen, but it was not of importance. In the end though, all of that planning didn't matter, he would either be caught or die. So, when Vash saw Ivan running towards him, he took his knife back out and stabbed himself right in the heart, causing confusion amongst them as he started bleeding and falling over.

Russia finally got to him and looked down. The last words from Vash though was this "You'll never *cough, cough* catch m-me alive" and with that, blood poured out from his gaping chest wound and started falling more heavily from his mouth.

Germany, finally catching up with them looked down in astonishment.

"W-what happened here?" Ludwig asked with a bewildered look on his face.

"H-he killed himself then rather face me…He told me we'd never catch him alive…" Ivan answered and both just stood in astonishment. The snow settled for the time being and the air was cooler, Germany looked around him and suddenly noticed something. Something that could help them greatly in getting back! In the front of Switzerland's house, barely visible, but no doubt about it stood…a car.