I'm sorry for not updating in such a long time!

I have no excuses. But I hope that you all like the update!

For the other fics:

Dreams: still under major editing

What they don't know can't hurt them: Its on its way...I think o.o;;

Will the house of card fall down?: same status as 'What they don't know can't hurt them'

pardon the grammar.

Antonio woke up when the cold air hit his face. He flinched, but at the same time his body felt a thousand, no millions and millions of pins stabbing him in every inch of his skin. He hissed and stayed still.

"You're an idiot"

"I know, How long will I be out?"

"I don't know. It really depends on how fast your body heals itself"

"I see, how slow will that be?"

"I don't know, it's up to you, your immunity really doesn't collate with your economy"

"Alice, that is you right? The one tending me right now?"

"Yes, yes it is"

"Then in that case, I would like to heal in a very slow and stable-" He stopped when he felt a strong pain on his face. He looked up to see Alice, whose eyes had red lining.

"DON'T EVER DO THAT. NOT EVER." She yelled. "YOU HAVE ROMANO TO WORRY ABOUT, WHAT IF-"

"Is he allright?" Spain asked.

"He's in the kitchen cooking your food"

"Was he in there the whole time?"

"No, he was in his room"

"There's a room for him here?"

"Michael keeps it clean" Alice said. "You and Denmark have been gone for three days. THREE DAYS." Alice emphasized.

"Has he regained consciousness?"

"Yeah, he's been silent though, something very uncharacteristic of him"

"Yeah? Well maybe he's shock" Alice glared at him.

"Probably" she mumbled. She turned her back and headed for the door.

"Stay by my side" Spain muttered. Alice looked back, her eyes irritated by the command. Did this man really think that she was going to do what he demands? "I won remember? So you have to spend time with me. So Alice, stay with me" Alice looked away and reached the door. "Alice please-" Antonio stopped when he heard the doorknob turning and the a small creek that escaped from the door's hinges. He sighed and looked away as he heard the door close.

Denmark woke up when he heard the creaking of a window being opened. "How long was I out?"

"Three days" Norway said as he sat on the edge of the bed. His back was turned to the Dane. Denmark looked around the room and decided to sit up.

"You shouldn't sit up" Norway said not bothering to look back.

"Oh now you're worried?"

"What are you trying to say?" Norway asked still looking out the window.

"I'm saying that you usually don't care when I become reckless, you would leave me alone and not say a word-"

"You left us all worried you know"

"Oh so now you're mad because what? Everyone else was worried?" Denmark asked with a scoff. "You're really confusing you know that?"

"What do you want from me?" Norway asked not even turning to the Dane.

"It's more like what you're willing to give" Denmark replied as he turned to try to stand up.

"What are you" Norway asked as he turned to the Dane and reach out to grab him by the arm.

"Don't" Denmark said as turned and slapped Norway's hand away. There was a pause, for a second Norway's eyes flashed with anger, confusion and sadness. Denmark saw this and looked away. "Don't touch me" He muttered.

"What are you doing?" Norway asked again, this time he cut the walking Dane off by rushing to his front.

"None of your business"

"It is my business" Norway said. He watched as Mathias looked down at him. He noticed how the blonde began to form his hand into a fist, restraining himself from harming him

"Why do you care?"

"Why?" Norway asked himself out loud. "Because everyone is worried about you"

"So you only care when it's everyone" Denmark muttered.

"What are you trying to point out? They left me in charge of bringing you back to your country-"

"So you feel responsible"

"What are you trying to get out of my responses?" Norway asked, his tone staying cold and distant. All he saw was a fist directed at him. He leaned back and flinched, closing his eyes and covering his ears. He peaked and saw how Denmark was glaring at him. "Go home Norway" He whispered. The silence that came after the demand was more painful than if Norway was really punched. "I don't need someone who's just here because they are concerned about the ones at home, so go home." Denmark took a step away from the Norwegian and pushed him, as gently as he can with his anger, to the side. He turned to him and said "I need to go and thank Spain." He straightened himself and tried to relax. He merely guided Norway to step on the side as he took a step forward. He winced when he felt a stinging pain on his abdomen. Norway rushed to him, trying to help, but Mathias just pushed him away. "I'm fine" he said.

"No you're not" another voice said. He looked at the door to find Romano carrying a bowl of soup. "You're in pain, you should sit down and eat before you do anything" Denmark laughed and walked over to the kid. He messed with his hair and just opened the door. Romano sighed and looked at Norway. "You should be more honest"

"About what?" Norway asked.

"Your feelings, if it hurts you to see him doing something like that then speak out, we have a voice you know, that's what it's for." Romano said as he exited.

Denmark was walking around the halls of Alice's house. "I should've asked Romano where that Spaniard's room was."

"And I'm going to tell you that he would never tell you such a thing" Alice said from behind. Denmark jumped and looked back to see a calm Alice. She was wearing her burgundy colored dress that was laced with white ribbons and a white cravat held onto the dress by a cream colored pin. He looked down and saw that she was holding a tray that had a warm soup and what seemed to be ale in a small cup. "Romano would think that you would try and kill him in his sleep, what's your business with him anyways?"

"I need to thank him."

"Thank him?" Alice asked as she began to balance the tray on one hand and held the Dane on the other. "Thank him for what?"

"Preventing me from doing something I would've regret"

"Regret?" Alice asked. "Well I guess I can take you to his room, but we need to hurry, I don't want the soup to get cold"

Spain turned to the direction of the sound when he heard the door open. "What is Mathias doing here?" he asked Alice as she put the tray down on the side table. "More like why are you sitting up" Alice said in annoyance.

"He needs to 'thank' you" Alice said as she turned to leave the room. Denmark quickly reached back and grabbed Alice's hand. "I think you need to hear this too" Alice just looked at the Dane and leaned on the door.

"I'm sorry for becoming what I was during the duel, I don't know what came over me, I thought I had everything under control but it was the other way around, you had it under control Antonio" Spain smiled and nodded.

"I'm here to thank you for holding onto my axe and pulling it back to you"

The Dane turned to Alice when he saw her form tense from the confession. Alice stayed silent, keeping her gaze away from both men.

"Alice you were right behind me, you could not have seen Spain's hand on the ax" He clarified. "If you were not talking to me in my language, there would have been a possibility, no then it would have been the scenario where I turn around and attack Alice." Denmark said.

"You were going to attack me?" she asked. Denmark nodded.

"Alice you've known me since we were young, you knew that I had fits of anger where I can't control my movements" The blonde haired green-eyed girl stayed silent.

"let me tell you what really happened" Denmark said as he turned to Alice. He knew that the girl was confused. "The moment I pinned Antonio on the wall with the ax and cut him with the other, he began to talk my language. I vaguely remember what he was saying." He kept his gaze on the girl. She looked up and stared at him, he could tell that she did not want to believe what he was saying. She stood still, silent. Alice tore her gaze from Mathias and looked at Antonio. The Spaniard was not looking at her, but he did look like he was angered by every statement the Dane made. Alice's attention shifted from Antonio to Mathias when she felt him embrace her.

"I'm sorry" he whispered to Alice. "But I'm telling the truth. I know you wanted to demonize Spain's image, but at the same time I can't do that, you are too precious to me to lie to." He mentioned. He leaned forward to kiss her forehead. "I'm really sorry"

"excuse us" Alice said in a flat tone. She opened the door and untangled herself from the Dane. She held onto the Viking's hand and led him out of the room. Once he was alone in the room, Spain let out a sign and shook his head.

The next time Spain saw Alice was when Alice was changing the bandages. Ever since the confession, the one who has been coming into the room to give him food was Romano. Of course Spain both did not and did mind this change. He was happy to see Romano for once and converse with the boy. "She's not mad" Romano said as he sat on the edge of the bed. "She just wants to get some distance and think"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"It's written all over your face" Romano said with pride. "Seriously, if you can't hide your emotions well anymore-"

"It's difficult when you're desperate"

"So you're actually going to admit that this is desperation, how hard have you fallen?" another voice said. Both the boys looked at the door to see Alice's personal butler, Michael, open the door with a letter in hand. "This letter came in late at night, it's from your king, so it's urgent" he said as he handed it to Spain. He looked at Romano and smiled.

"Michael!" Romano beamed. "The marigolds are here!" Spain looked at the child as he opened the letter.

"There's some fresh baked carrot cake in the kitchen, go ahead and treat yourself to some when you have time" Michael left soon after he mentioned it to Romano. The boy turned to Spain to wait for him to tell him what the letter is about.

" He says to take my time here" Spain said as he fold the letter by its creases. Romano frowned as he knew Spain was withholding the information. He jumped down and took the tray, he stopped when he heard Spain sigh. He looked at him and debated whether or not he should tell Alice's plans. "She's trying to get us to home as soon as possible" Romano mumbled. "She doesn't want us here for more than two weeks, today makes it one week, you're in no position to oppose"

"Alice will honor the deal" Spain reassured Romano. "I'm sure she'll consult me about any transportation issues" He looked at Romano and messed with his hair. "Right now just enjoy your time here"

Alice entered her house and quickly removed her cape and gloves. It took a couple of minutes for Michael to help her dry up. "How was seeing Sir Mathias off?" Alice answered a couple of seconds later as she shivered from the rain. "It was fine, He was happy and worried. Did anything happen when I was gone?"

"Nothing that I know of, Sir Antonio is awake and has been fed for both breakfast and lunch"

"Good, see to it that Romano and Spain get food for supper, I need a bath and new clothes, I didn't expect the rain today-"

"You are the very personification of this country yet the weather takes you by surprise" Michael remarked. "Speaking of redressing, Sir Antonio's bandages seems to be soaked in blood, should I changed the bandages?"

"I'll do it, I have some matters to discuss with him"

Alice knocked on the door before entering. She was waiting for the Spaniard's approval. "Come in" she heard. She opened the room and avoided to make eye contact with the Spaniard. "This is your house, you don't have to knock" Spain mused.

"I wanted to make sure that you weren't busy" Spain stayed silent.

"so…"

"I'm here to change your bandages" Alice said as she sat on the edge of the bed. She gently guided Spain to sit up. Alice ignored her heart. She hated her heart when it began to beat faster and faster. She reached and began to unbutton Spain's blouse.

Antonio looked at Alice and assessed how close they were. He wanted to embrace her, but he knew that that action will anger the 'calm' lady. He looked down and saw that Alice's hands were trembling. He grabbed them and looked at her.

"You're making this hard on yourself" Alice mumbled.

"No, you're making this hard on yourself, your hands are shaking and I'm completely capable of unbuttoning this if it's too much trouble." At this, Alice pulled her hands away and looked at Antonio. "fine, do it then" Spain leaned in and kissed her forehead like it was a routine duty. He watched as Alice glared at him and waited for the Spaniard to take of his top. Wanting to get out of the room as soon as possible made Alice pull the shirt away from the Spaniard and patted around his torso to look for the end of the bandage. Once she found it, she slowly unwrapped it, constantly stopping when she heard the Spaniard hiss. Once the Spaniard's torso was fully exposed, Alice began to apply the medicine on the cuts. She stopped every time Spain flinched. Her finger ran against the marred muscle and skin right above the Spaniard's heart. She envied him. His heart was beating normally, it did not accelerate nor did the beating get stronger, it was just normal. Normal. Alice wished her heart was beating normally, not this erratic state hers is in.

"Something wrong?" Spain asked as he saw how Alice seemed to be enthralled by something. This snapped Alice out of her trance and shook her head. She knew that if she talked now, her voice would crack and she would choke on each and every single word she would use to further distance herself from the Spaniard. She continued to apply the medicine and stopped when she heard the Spaniard mutter, cursing from the sting of the treatment.

"This is why we can't be together" Alice mumbled. Spain did not miss this and looked at her. He watched as Alice continued to apply the rub, making sure that she won't disturb and misplace the stitches holding the man's flesh together. As Alice was about to finish wrapping a new, clean strip of gauze the silence began. Spain grew even more agitated when Alice went back to her silence. He grabbed her hand, grabbing her attention. "What?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" Spain asked. "What do you mean that 'this is why we can't be together'?!" Spain asked.

"Don't you see how you are right now?" Alice asked.

"what? Happy?" Spain began.

"YOU'RE IN PAIN" Alice said. "EVERYTIME YOU ARE WITH ME YOU END UP IN PAIN" she yelled.

"THIS WAS MY CHOICE ALICE" Spain said.

"YOUR CHOICE INFLUENCED BY ME" at this Alice stood up

"AND SO WHAT-" Spain paused as pain shot through his body.

"I can't bring you happiness" Alice murmured. She yanked her hand away from the Spaniard and looked down. "I mean I couldn't even bring myself to realize that I was pregnant with our baby" Spain froze. He reached out and placed his hand underneath Alice's chin. He directed her to look at him.

"baby?" he asked. Alice nodded, refusing to look at Antonio. "What happened?" he asked.

"it was a miscarriage-" Alice stopped herself. "I've said too much"

"wait" Spain said, he grabbing Alice by her shoulder, trying to make her stay. Alice got up and walked to the door did her best to look away from the Spaniard. "I have to go and arrange the marigolds-"

"TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED" Spain yelled. Alice stood up and began walking to the door.

"I don't need to. It's none of your concern" She reached for the doorknob, only to find that the Spaniard has somehow managed to overcome his pain and sprint to the door, preventing Alice from pulling it towards her. She looked up looking directly at the Spaniard's olive eyes.

"You owe me an explanation" he growled.

"I owe you?" Alice scoffed. "This is ridiculous; you yourself told me that the very thought of having a child with me is a nightmare. I do not owe you an explanation, in fact my miscarriage of the child should be a damn blessing-"

"A BLESSING?!" Spain yelled, making Alice flinch. "Tell me, how is a miscarriage a blessing? How the hell-" He was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"You two better not be arguing in there" Romano yelled through the door. "Hurry up and open this door or I'll leave-" Alice pushed the distracted Antonio away from her and opened the door. Romano let himself in, he looked up at Spain and glared.

"If you can stand up now, you should have no problem going to the kitchen to get your own food"

"It's the adrenaline Romano, it's covering the pain" Alice said as she closed the door. "I need to finish dressing the wound"

"I can do it" Romano said as he placed the tray on the side table. "You should rest, don't you have to go see Spain's monarchy soon?" Alice seemed to be irritated by the small reminder.

Alice slammed the door as she entered the house. She took off her gloves and threw them the moment she entered her room. She began to pace around her room, constantly muttering things in French. She would stop her pacing on for some while and began to pace again. Her visit with the Spanish Monarchy was not at all too happy.

"He talks about you" Phillip III said as he greeted the personification of England. He forgot that Alice normally bows before the monarch. "Please rise Lady Kirkland" He muttered. Alice stood up and looked at him. "Like I said before, he talks about you"

"Did you call me here to scold for what has happened to Antonio during his stay in England?"

"I am trying my best to follow my predecessor's wishes"

"Which I do not care about-"

"See to it that Alice Kirkland will be safe from our country's doing" Phillip interrupted. "For some reason, my father feels indebted to you"

"I don't care, I'm fine"

"He talks about you" He repeated.

"I don't care"

"Please Alice. Ever since I was a child all I saw Antonio do is sing these sad love songs on his guitar. Always referring to his 'sun'-"

"That would be Belgium" Alice interrupted.

"which was the moon" Phillip finished "Give him a chance"

"to what? Ruin me again?"

"To love you"

"Your highness, he can love me but I will not love him in return."

"Alice"

"Your majesty, I am here to deal with matters between the countries of England and Spain, not the matters between the personifications, now if we pursue this topic, then I'll have to leave and spare both of the time from the pointless conversation."

Alice relaxed the moment when she sat into the tub full of hot water. She laid her head back and let out a sigh. She came home pretty late, all of the inhabitants of the house is and should be sleeping. It was nice, she finally has time to herself. She tensed when she heard the door that led into the bathroom.

"You should be sleeping Antonio" she said as she sank into the tub, letting her face soak. She looked at the side where the figure was now standing. They placed soap and toiletries on the table by the tub.

"Michael said that you were running low"

"And so he told you to replace them?" she asked, sitting up, covering herself.

"No, he asked Romano, but the child was busy and fell asleep, so I decided to-"

"to replace them while I'm taking my bath" Alice said. "Or is that some petty excuse to talk to me"

"Both" Spain admitted as he sat down, his back leaning on the bathtub. "Is it bad if I just replaced them now?"

"No"

"Is it bad that I wanted to know what my king said?"

"no" Alice said as she sank into the tub.

"Then is it bad I came here to see you?"

"I'm relaxing" Alice said as she sat back up to grab the soap. She reached for it, but was snatched the final moment by the Spaniard. Alice glared up at him.

"Let me wash your body" he said. Alice looked at him.

"You mean my back" she said as she moved away from him.

"body" Antonio clarified.

"Go back to sleep" Alice hissed. She reached for her towel, got up and covered herself. "Now if you don't mind-" Alice stopped when she saw the Spaniard lean toward her. Next thing Alice knew, the Spaniard was trying to pick her up. She fought back, putting her hands on the man's arms, pushing them away. "YOU'RE STILL RECOVERING" she yelled at him. Antonio ignored her and pushed her until her back met the wall. She let out a hiss when she was slammed and felt herself being thrown over his shoulder. His hands on the back of her legs, making sure that he does not drop her.

"PUT ME DOWN" she yelled at him. "AND HOW THE HELL ARE YOU ABLE TO PICK ME UP-"

"Romano is sleeping" Spain whispered. As soon as she heard this, she stopped her yelling and struggling. She sighed when she heard the Spaniard open the door leading to her bedroom. He gently laid her on her bed and turned around. Alice stared at him. He was about to turn to say something, but hesitated and walked to the door.

"wait" Alice said as she reached for his blouse. Spain stopped and looked at the girl. She had small rivers on her skin as the water ran down her body, onto the towel and some, directly to the bed she was sitting on. He looked at how she held the towel tightly, not wanting to let it go. "You managed to muster enough idiotic courage to ignore the pain your body is feeling to carry me to my bedroom, what are you after?"

"I just wanted to carry you to your bedroom" The Spaniard said as he turned around and held the hand that tugged on his blouse. "Can I not do that?"

"no" Alice replied. "What do you want to know?" she asked. They both knew that there was no point in asking since both already knew what each other wanted.

"You should put some clothes on" Antonio said as he turned around.

"What is the point of putting clothes on when they're going to be taken off anyway?" Alice asked. This got the Spaniard. "You won the bet Carriedo, you deserve what is promised" Alice said as she got on her knees and reached for the Spaniard's shoulders. There something about the way Alice called him by his last name. 'Is this really happening?' Spain asked himself. He flinched when he felt her cold fingers touching his shoulder. "Your body was always warmer than mine" Alice whispered as she turned the Spaniard to face her. Emerald met Olive eyes, at that instant, the two kissed. They didn't know who started it, but it began. Alice felt the Spaniard wince as she felt around his torso, brushing her cold fingers against his wound layers and layer underneath the gauze before embracing him. Antonio in return placed his hand behind Alice's neck and other around her back, pulling her towards him. They both wanted this. The kiss. The spark. The intimacy they once had. And for the moment, they did. It felt right. No war, no temptation, just pure bliss and happiness from kissing each other. Lips brushing against other's lips. Antonio stopped the long awaited contact when he felt Alice's hand trembling on his biceps. He looked at her, her eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed, tears threatening to fall. The moment was disturbed when Alice leaned to kiss him, and the passion ensued. Next thing the Spaniard knew, his arms were grabbing the blanket and covering himself with it, while Alice was pinned on the bed by his other arm. The towel was still on her, her hair was still wet, damping the bed sheets and pillows. She barely protested, but reached for him, unbuttoning his blouse, he stopped. He sat on top of her, making sure not to put too much pressure on the girl's fragile hips. He covered his back with the blanket, and slowly put his hands underneath the towel that hid Alice's body from him. He listened for her to protest, but she barely made any. He would pause when he would hear her moan, just from the contact of warm and cold. Then Antonio found it, the line he was looking for. He parted the towel to reveal Alice's abdomen, which was sporting a straight scar line down the middle.

that's all for this update.

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