Chapter 2: Home sweet Italy?

The busy alley ways in Rome were narrow, but so beautiful. Vietnam inhaled the fresh Italian air while passing by all the restaurants and stores. She had just seen the Roman Coliseum and had explored the land on which the great Ancient Rome had once walked. Now she was just hungry, and since it would be hard to find a Vietnamese restaurant, Vietnam would have to eat Italian food.

Vietnam scanned the area for a good restaurant when something caught her eye; she quickly walked over to it to examine it. It was a golden necklace with a pendant of the coliseum on it, glittering in the sunlight.

Vietnam held it in her hand, admiring the necklace's great beauty right when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She quickly turned around to face Japan, who was looking down at her smiling politely.

"Japan," Vietnam said, "Hello."

Japan regarded her for a moment. "What are you doing here Vietnam-san?"

"I was bored, so I decided to go on a vacation around the world," Vietnam answered. "It's such a coincidence to see you here."

"Actually, I'm here with Germany and Italy who was giving me a tour of his place." he gestured to two people behind him. "Come, you should meet them."

Japan led Vietnam to the two who were looking at key chains.

"Italy-san, Germany-san, this is Vietnam. She is visiting Italy," Japan introduced.

Italy took a step toward Vietnam. "Hello Vietnam! I'm North Italy, and this is Germany. Veh! He doesn't smile much!"

"Itaaallllllllllyyyyyyy!" Germany shouted and Italy squeaked and hid behind her. She had to stifle a laugh.

"Nice to meet both of you."

"Vietnam would you like to have dinner with us? We should all go back to my house and have dinner so I can make ppppaaaaaassssssssstttttttta aaaaaaa!"

At Italy's house Vietnam leaned on the countertop by the stove watching him cook. Even with that ditzy grin on his face he was still a nice guy.

"So Vietnam, what brings you here?" Italy asked.

"I'm taking a vacation from my boring life," she answered.

"Ah yes, a vacations sounds-" Just as he was talking, the room suddenly went pitch black. It was a black out.

"OH NO! What happened?! It's so dark! I'm scared!" It was obviously Italy screaming.

"What's wrong, I heard—" Another voice sounded.

"What the hell was that? Get off me you pervert!"

There was a loud crash and the sound of a frying pan smashing.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The sound of scratching and grunting filled the room.

"Ow, ow, ow! Get off me!" There was the constant sound of slapping and out of nowhere the sound of steam rose up.

"Hey, what—" There were sounds of slipping and another crash sounded, this one coming from the floor.

"What the hell—" Said the same voice. Slapping again. "Ow!"

Suddenly, a light shone and a calm voice interrupted the grunting.

"Hey guys, I found a flashlight." It must have been Japan; he shone the light at the floor.

On the floor, Italy hovered over Germany holding a frying pan with faint bruises on his face.

Germany on the other hand was completely covered in pasta sauce with deep scratches. His bruises were dark.

When Germany and Italy saw each other, Germany pushed Italy off him and stood up, only to crash onto the ground again.

"Iiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttaa aaaaaaaaaaallllllllllyyyyyyy yy! What the hell is this? Get this damn sauce off me!"

"Vvvvvveeeeeeeeeeehhhh! I'm scared!"

Italy ran off screaming, with Germany chasing after him.

"Come back here you bastard!"

There was the sound of furniture crashing.

"Oh well, so much for them," Japan said, walking toward Vietnam with the flashlight.

Vietnam suddenly burst out laughing. What she had witnessed was just hilarious the first big laugh she'd had in days.

"Oh my gosh," she said walking towards Japan.

He'd keep me entertained for sure, but there's just no spark. I now know that Italy is definitely NOT the guy for me.

So how was it? She knows that it's not Italy. Who do you think Vietnam should be with? I'm open to all suggestions, so please comment and review!