Translations:

Italian-

Bella, Bella! Ciao! Come ti senti, piuttosto?~ Beautiful, beautiful! Hello! How are you feeling, pretty?

Grazie per avermelo chiesto~ Thank you for asking

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I stepped into the dining room later that day. My eyes wandered around the empty room, curious where those three had gone. I plodded into the next room, only to see a door leading outside, swung wide open. No one was in the room, that I assumed was the living space, so a quickly ran across the wood floor. My bare feet skid through the doorway, and I thought I was home free. I ran down the porch steps, my feet carrying me through the prickly grass. Then, I heard the audible German accent yelling from a distance. I slid to a stop, and turn in the direction of the yelling. A ways away stood Ludwig, barking at Feliciano, who shoulders were slumped forward. Close to them stood a panting Kiku, who was the first to notice me. Kiku smiled, and started walking my way. I froze when I realized that by standing here, I had ruined my chances of escaping. Feliciano noticed Kiku leaving, then his eyes caught me. He lurched into action, running my way with his arms spread wide. Ludwig stood, watching the two come to me. He sighed, crossing his arms and standing his place. Feliciano reached me before Kiku, wrapping his arms around me, picking me up, then swinging me around, "Bella, Bella! Ciao! Come ti senti, piuttosto?" He sang. I laughed at the sudden embrace, hugging him back. He was lucky I spoke Italian, "I'm feeling fine, Grazie per avermelo chiesto, Feliciano!" Kiku slowly reached us then, taking no hesitation to examining my neck again. He sighed, "Your going to have that bruise for a whire, Hori-chan." I nodded, "Yes, unfortunately. But at least that nap I took earlier made it quit popping whenever I move." I smiled, trying to stay positive. "What are you all doing?" I asked, changing the subject. "Ve~ Germany has us do drills and train to become better countries, and better allies to him." Feliciano answered, averting his gaze to Ludwig. Ludwig had sat down on the ground, tracing something in the dirt with his finger. He somehow kept his composure, though. Kiku noticed my gaze, but kept quiet. I was thankful, though I had noticed he never said much in general. He was a caring person, but quiet and honest, always speaking his opinion with a monotone expression. Much different from the perky, energetic Feliciano. I honestly wondered if he ever had serious emotions. He loved sleeping, making pasta, and enjoying the company of others. His chestnut lock combed neatly, with a single long curl jutting out that he seemed to be quite protective over . While Kiku had bobbed, jet-black hair, straight as a line. His emotionless eyes often widened in curiosity. And then there was Ludwig. I turned my gaze to the built German, staring unknowingly at him. His toned figure complemented his sharp jawline. Blonde hair slicked back, exposing those gorgeous crystal blue eyes. He currently seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, and so was I until Feliciano shook my shoulders lightly. I snapped my attention back to the other men, seeing confusion in Felici's eyes. "Hori-chan, woud you rike something to eat? I can make those dumprings you enjoyed so much rast time." Kiku asked. I smiled, "That would be fantastic. Thank you, Kiku-sama." I bowed formally. Felici followed Kiku inside, singing a strange song about drawing circles. I turned my attention back to Ludwig, only to find him gazing at me. When our eyes met, he flushed and jerked his head down again. I giggled, walking to where he was. The grass didn't grow in that area, stomped down from rough training over the years. Dust settled on the ground, and in the middle of the dusty plum sat Ludwig. His gloved finger once again tracing, what seemed to be, German text into the loose, dry Earth. I kneeled by his side, watching his finger swirl expertly through the different lines of the language. His finger suddenly halted, stopping at the end of a letter. 'Bedauern für die Fehler der Vergangenheit.' I stared at the script, then gave him a confused glance. German was one of the few languages I didn't speak. Ludwig caught my glance, hold my eyes with his own crystal orbs. "All in due time, I will tell you the meaning of this scrip, Frau." I jumped slightly as a loud voice yelled, "Bella! Germany! It's-a time for lunch! I made pastaaaa!~" Ludwig chuckled, before standing to his feet and pulling me to mine. I thanked him, and we plodded towards the house. All the while, I glanced at his profile from the side. 'What did that script mean?'

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Finally, another chapter! :D Sorry this is taking me soo long! I'm so caught up in writing my other story, Redemption of Humanity. I'll try to update more often. Promise!~