"So... much... FOOD!" I couldn't keep in my excitement as I mind raped all the food that idly stood before me.

Many different scents of foods wafted through the air as my mouth watered. Golden pasta with delicious red tomato sauce was accompanied by green herbs and scents of garlic, soft yellow-white mashed potatoes were swimming in a bowl with anticipation, a dish of mixed veggies that contained orange carrots, yellow tasty corn, and dark green salted green beans were singing to me like a serenaded symphony in a grand hall. Drinks consisted of choices like ice cold cold water, Maid-Aid fruit juice (15 calories), bubbly Pepsi, or good ol' fashioned Coca-cola.

"Grace! This is amazing! Thanks so much!" I thanked as I glomped her. This is my way of seriously thanking people... yeah I've decided from this day forward!

"I'm g-glad you're happy sugar cube... but -ung- can you... please let me b-breathe?" Grace barely spoke.

"Sorry," I released her "I tend to glomp when I have anime deprivation..."

"Well, let's eat! You can watch Netflix after-"

"NETFLIX?!" Derrick and I shouted excitedly as we stared at each other.

"You mean I can watch my little- I mean anime on netflix here!?" Derrick asked. Wait, What was he gonna say?

"Of course, but after dinner. Now eat up before the food gets cold!" Grace stated as we all agreed to eat this delicious display of food.

~after dinner~

"Nee nee Papa
Wain wo choudai
Nee Nee Mama
Nee Nee Mama
Mukashi ni tabeta BORONEEZE no
Ano aji ga wasurerarenain da!

(Translation: Hey, hey Papa!
Give me wine!
Hey, hey Mama!
Hey, hey Mama!
The bolognese that I ate before,
I cannot forget the taste!)

Marukaite chikyuu
Marukaite chikyuu
Marukaite chikyuu
Boku Hetalia!

(Translation: Draw a circle, that's the Earth
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
I am Hetalia!)

Marukaite chikyuu
Jitto mite chikyuu
Hyotto shite chikyuu
Boku Hetalia!"

(Translation: Draw a circle, that's the Earth
Look closely, that's the Earth
Might that be the Earth
I am Hetalia!)

I happily sang as I placed the wrapped up leftover pasta in the fridge.

"What the hay are you singing?" Derrick unknowingly asked. How could he not know?!

"The pasta reminded me of Italy from Hetalia, so I started singing his song." I smiled as rearranged the contents of the soft white fridge.

"Who from what?" He responded.
I decided to answer a little slower, just incase if he couldn't hear me from all the shuffling in the fridge.

"I was singing Italy's song... from Hetalia."

He must understand now...

"I know you said that but, isn't Italy a country? And what's Hetalia?"

I almost dropped the pasta I was about to put on the rack. What. did. he. just. say?

"Yes Italy is a country but...you don't know what Hetalia is?..."

I looked at him with an aura that surpassed Russia's. The look on his face is one that I've only seen in anime.

"H-Hetalia... Hetalia... isn't it just an anime for lonely girls to ship themselves with the characters?" He frigidly tried to save himself. Tried.

That crossed the line... Hetalia means too much to me for someone to just dis it like that. Sure, he is a boy... but still,
to have an opinion like that before actually watching it! Consider my feelings bro! But hold up, did he just say... 'just an anime'? Does he know to never say those three words in the same sentence? He's an Otaku himself!

My face had as much fright as Erza Scarlet's now, and with an aura that surpasse Russia's and Erza's combined... bowa, you aboot to get an ass whuppin'

"...S-Should I start running now?"

"Ee-yup" Grace answered with her hands behind her head. she had a smile that said 'You're gonna get it now.'

"You~ BAKAAAA!" was all I could say before Derrick took off running.

Chasing him was tough, and it should be in this small house! The narrow halls closed in on us as my pursue for him continued.

"Ahhh! leave me alone! Christina I'm soooorrryyy!!"

"You need punishment! BAKA INU!!"

"Why am I Saito?! Ahhh!"

Derrick make a sharp right into the library. Why is there this massive of a library in this tiny of a house?!

Anyway, I almost caught up to him, but some random tables appeared and used death by-hitting-hip-on-corner attack.

"HOLY RAMEN PASTA WURST MAPLE PANCAKE BURGER!"

I've. Just. Been. Shot. DAMN TABLE! Sista down! SISTA DOWN!!

"What the hell?" Derrick stopped for a brief moment to take in my sudden "censored" swearing.

"Keep runnin' if you wanna live" I didn't back down.

And with that, baka inu kept on running through the maze of books. Robin and chopper would be in literature heaven. (One Piece reference)

I somewhat recovered from the random table attack and weaved my way through the light brown wooden bookshelves. Books of many shapes, sizes, colors, genre, and ages seemed to slow me down at every nook and cranny.

Crap I already lost him...

It didn't help that he was trying to be so quiet. I guess he used to play hide-and-seek with his little sister a lot... All I could hear was my uncontrolled breathing, I need to calm down.

I could sneak up on him if I could just be quiet.

I searched left, nothing. I searched
right, still nothing. I quietly strolled in the path I was already in, he may have gone this way... or it's a trap... only one way to find out.

*Derrick's POV*

"I might be safe here, Christina is scary..." I though as I crouched behind a rough red arm chair.

Why doesn't she just tell me what Hetalia is? Why is she so pissed anyways? What did I say?!

I sat more comfortably, hugging my knees and breathing quietly. I wish I was back with Sophie, this reminds me of all the hide-and-seek tournaments (yes, tournaments) we used to have. I wonder how long we've been gone, maybe only a few days. To Sophie, a few days is like a few years... haha. Funny how time duration changes with age.

Shutter

Shutter

Christina gave herself away! But that means that she's close... crap! I held my breath to keep my presence hidden, I didn't want to be hit to death by her!

"Derrick? Where are you~?" Christina cooed.

This is getting creppy, I can hear her, but I can't see her. I ever so slightly looked around the left side of the chair to get a glimpse of her.

Nothing.

I checked the other side ever so slightly.

Nothing...

Where did she-

"MAKA-CHOP!"

*Christina's POV*

"MAKA-CHOP!" I warrior cried as I hit Derrick with the side of the biggest book I've ever seen. I thought it was a dictionary of all the words in the universe! It's. So. Mapleing. Heavy!

"That's what you get for insulting Hetalia..." My voice escaped.

I looked over at Derrick's doppled over body. Swirls were in the placed in his eyes to show that he was dazed. He's gonna have a headache when he wakes up.

I ventured in the labyrinth of literature to set the book I found back in it's rightful place. Although... there are way too many books to figure out where I grabbed it.

All zhe books look zhe same! Vhat's up with zhat?! This is totally unawesome!

I wasn't sure where to put it, I never got the dewy decimal system memorized in school (since the only
books I ever read are fan fictions and manga) so I settled on the shelf that had the same colors as the books, seems legit!

Making my way back to Derrick, I stumbled upon a pained burning feeling in the back of my mind.

...He's Dead...

I shook the thought and held my head, must be anime deprivation...

...He's Dead... Like Joseph...

There it was agin! I started to walk faster to Derrick to soothe my burning mind.

I must be going insane, Derrick's not dead, and Joseph's not dead either. Derrick's not dead because he probably made a run for it when I-

But to my greatest fear, Derrick was still there, not moving a muscle.

I must have knocked him out cold...

I crouched down beside him and poked his cheek.

He didn't move.

"Derrick?" I shook him, "Derrick answer me... Derrick?"

No response.

I placed two fingers on his neck to check his pulse...

Nothing...

"...Derrick?... Derrick don't... don't do this... I didn't even hit you that hard... heheh... please tell me this is a joke... Derrick? Hey, wake up... wake up..."
I shook him continuously.

Then I placed my head on his chest for false hope. His soft chest was now more lonely without his warm heart resonating in my mind.

Maybe he... he bleed internally... but I didn't hit him that hard right? Right?

"Derrick... I'm sorry..." tears slowly fell down my face.

Dump

Something hard bumped my head. I looked up to see--

"Right back at 'cha." Derrick... perfectly fine... that little fucker!

"You!" I exclaimed, wiping tears, jumping up from my depressed state.

"Why... how did you? That wasn't even funny!"

Derrick has a hard time getting up from laughing his ass off. Sorry for language but I am not in a good mood.

"Oh, I just had to, to prove a point."
"I thought you were dead!"

"From a book blow to the head?!Hahaha! That's insane!"

I was really pissed now, he messed with my feelings again! If this were an anime, I could have been bursting with steam.

"Ugh! You imbecile!" I stormed off and headed for my room, today is a pissy day.

"Wait don't go~!" Derrick came up behind me and hugged me.

"I'm not tolerating this, I just want to be alo- al-a-a... A~ Ah~ lo~"

Derrick's lips were sensing weird vibes in my neck muscles. As he tenderly kissed my neck, my speech sounding like a robot powering down.

"St-stop... Derrick- I'm tr- try~ trying to be ma~ mad at you..."

Derrick's arms were wrapped around my midsection as me lured me into trap. I couldn't get a away, I didn't want to get away... but I needed to. In my best attempt, I preyed Derricks arms from my body and was released from his grasp.

"I'm still mad at you, Baka..." I said looking Tsundere.

"I know you are~" And with that, he pulled me in close and kissed my lips. As we parted, I slapped him.

"What was that for?!"

"Everything!" I ran out of the library and headed for my room. Derrick was following me again and I had too many emotions going through my mind.
I slammed and locked my door then hid under my covers. Then and there, I contemplated all my troubles:

My parents started fighting again, my parents are hiding something from me, my dad tried to rape me, my parents disappeared, kidnapper guy injured grandma, got kidnapped, stuck with a cute guy who is messed up as fuck, and I still can't comprehend any of this!

"IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY BLOODY SENSE!"

"So we're British now, are we?" A familiar voice asked.

"How did you get in here?!"

"Logic" he answered matter-of-factly.
"Now will you explain to me what heta--"

BANG BANG

Shots fired.

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A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. Not good with fillers, nor coming up ideas. Thanks to all the people who have been reading my stories! Over 2,000 readers is amazing! This book will continue, count on it. If I left it, It would feel like leaving a puppy out in the rain, and that's just cruel!

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