Hetalia, Found You!

Chapter 20: Bursting acquaintances.

Hetalia, Found You!

Chapter 19: Bursting acquaintances.

I lay on the makeshift bed, aka the sofa (couch), and stared at the ceiling.I was in nothing but short shorts made of denim, and a comfortable tank top. All in all I felt like Italy, barely dressed.

I blink the tears away that well in my eyes from the thought of his name, and go back to thinking of America's demise.

If you hadn't already guessed, yes, I was still p!$$ed at him.

Just as I had relaxed into the fluffy cushions completely, the doorbell rang. I jumps at least ten feet in the air, and my eyes flash in the direction of the door, which you could just see around the wall. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

I wasn't expecting to see anyone today...

Staying seated, I shift slightly uncomfortable from the shock f the doorbell. I sigh, and stay uncomfortably on the sofa. It was probably just a sails man anyways. ((poor sail man ;^; being left all aloney in the door ))

They ring the doorbell again.

And again.

And again...

AND. AGAIN.

I grit my teeth in frustration, and try to glare a hole in the ceiling. However, though my angry attempts were futile, my anger was quickly changed to shock as I hear a very worrying sound.

A loud slamming sound resounded in the now ruckus house.

The door had just been kicked in.

I widen my eyes and roll off the couch and onto the floor quietly. I stand up and quickly grab the hockey stick leaning against my wall. I sigh quietly.

'Sorry, Mattie, but im gonna have to buy a new one...' I think to myself.

I put my back firmly against the wall thet is the only way towards me, and shuffle along silently so the opening is right beside me.

Swallowing my fear, I raise it above my head as I hear the boot clad feet draw closer.

Just as they were outside the opening, I turn the corner and bring it down fast. They boots freeze and a rather loud cry emits from one of them.

"Don't kill me please I'ma sorry please don't kill me I don't want to diiiiieeee!!!"

I freeze mid swing. Italy...?

I focus past the point of the bat to see Italy, Germany and Japan all standing there. I blink several times before I realise I'm holding a hockey stick simply centimeters away from Italy's face

Well damn.

I quickly move the stick behind my back and laugh awkwardly. I'm thinking that this wasn't the most civilised way to say hello.

Well, double damn.

"U-uh.... h-hey~!" I stutter nervously.

They all flinch back, and I suddenly feel a twang of pain and regret run through me. I look down, but then see boots stepping towards me. I look up and see Japan walking towards me. He stands in front of me awkwardly. I smile at him, albeit slightly confused and nervous. He returns it, in which I take as a victory in itself. I mean, how many people have seen Japan smile? I would be able to count them all on one hand I bet.

However, the next thing he did, was something that nearly destroyed the laws of the universe.

Japan hugged me. He stepped forward quickly, wrapped his surprisingly muscular arms around me, put his chin on top of my head, and hugged me.