Alstroemeria

Chapter 5

         Liechtenstein watched her brother with hopeful eyes. She always admired you, she thought you were the kindest person on earth. In her eyes you were perfect.

   "Please, bruder?" She pleaded with him. Basch knew you were friends, Elise told him after the festival[1]. He was still weary, however.

   "Fine. Only until her room is clean." He was reluctant, he didn't know you. How should he? You closed yourself off for years, he only saw you at two meetings and you never spoke.

   "Wonderful! Here's a spare key!" America's boss handed Elise a keycard, "Miss Levitra will show you to your room after class! Go along now!" As if on cue the bell rang. First class of the semester was to be attended now.

         You walked to your first class, it was advanced history. When choosing courses you had the choice between Ad. Hist. and Ad. Math. Though you never had the most amount of interest in history, it was helpful to learn about it, being a country and all. Plus it wasn't as boring as math.

         Walking into class you noticed immediately there weren't a lot of people there. You recognized them as England, Germany, North Italy, and Japan. You didn't know Germany, N. Italy, and Japan, though you met England about 60 years ago in an alliance attempt. No alliance was formed.

   "Ve~ a bella ragazza! Ciao, bella, how-a are you?" The Italian man was smiling like an idiot, though you supposed he was always like that. He got up and walked towards you, stopping a ways away.

[Italian: Beautiful Girl]

   "Oh? Ahm, well I'm doing fine? ...how are you?" Though your words came out more like a question, your voice was steady enough.

   "I'm-a great! What's-a your name? I'm-a Italia! Or-a you can call-a me Feliciano[2]!" He was overly cheerful and excited. In the background Germany was cleaning the whiteboard and England and Japan were making small talk.

   "I'm the personification of Belvisida," at your name England seemed to perk up. He was always one who took interest in you, maybe because he was one of the few to know about America's bombing of Lauvia--a happening Alfred tried to cover up. Most didn't know. "my human name would be (y/n) Levitra."

   "Ve~ Hello (y/n)!" He opened his eyes for a moment, closing them again. You could not deny that he had pretty eyes.

   "Italy, vill you please sit down? Zhe teacher vill be here any moment." Germany piped up, "I apologize Miss."

   "It's alright." Forcing yourself to laugh, you sat in one of the many chairs. Italy frowned at your laugh. Why were you forcing yourself to laugh? You didn't need to. It wasn't a pleasant thing for him, he thought all 'bella ragazzas' should laugh truthfully and be happy.

   "Bella-" He was cut off as the teacher walked in. Class was in session.

Phew! Another chapter knocked out. I'm trying to incorporate more country relationships with Belvisida other than Alfred. I thought England might connect to her because of the bombing? Also, Hetalia means dumb/idiot Italy. The more you know.

-Marzia

Other:

1. Every year Belvisida holds a festival in the main city: Rousnia (roose-nee-ah). It's always a big event, and so Belvisida's personification will go each year. Some countries have attended, including Liechtenstein. This is how Belvisida might know some of these countries.

2. I was torn between Veneziano and this but I went with Feliciano, its just a bit easier for me.

Translations:

   German

Brother

   Italian

Beautiful Girl