Feliciano is bubbling with happiness. He can't stop his random spurts of giggles. He swings his and Luciano's linked hands back and forth on their walk to the meeting hall. Luciano is grumbling and not all that excited to be 'showing off' like this. He can't help but go along though. The smiles Feliciano is giving him is making his heart do funny things and he hates it. He's really not excited about the other's seeing them like this. He knows Feliciano is big on public affection. There's a small part of him that wants to hide Feliciano away and never let anybody ever see him. Okay a big part of him.

He opens the door for his other self and Feliciano lets out another giggle. Luciano rolls his eyes. He really has no idea how someone could giggle so much. He glances down at their intertwined fingers. It's all he ever wanted. He pulls up their hands to place a soft kiss on the back of Feliciano's wrist. His other self stops him to kiss him properly. Luciano grumbles, turning his head away. Feliciano pulls him forward and into the meeting room.

It's dead silent. Luciano is doing his best to not glare at anyone. It's difficult for him. He can feel it. He can feel their eyes on him and it's making him twitchy. He wants to scream and swear and shout at them to mind their own damn business. Feliciano is humming beside him.

"Wait." Luciano flops into his chair and glares up at Al. He's pointing between the two of them. Feliciano giggles and snuggles into Luciano's shoulder like the whole room isn't staring at them like they've both grown an extra head.

"Are you guys dating?" Al yells out, jumping from his chair and leaning over his desk. His smile is big and wide and oh so mischievous. Feliciano nods his head. The room breaks out into yells. Luciano can't honestly tell who is saying what. He's sure it's Lutz shouting about 'impossible'. There's another yell from Kuro, who else would be shouting about 'getting some'. Gilbert is laughing so loudly, enough for both him and Klaus and probably Ludwig too. Al's voice casually drifts over to him.

"So is that narcissism or incest?" He cackles. Gilbert's snickers join him. Luciano groans and hides his face into Feliciano's hair. They are all so loud and ridiculously childish.

"Is that even allowed? Can we do that?" Gilbert sputters between his own bouts of laughter. Francis is going on and on about the beauty of love, ignoring the looks from Francois.

"Ten bucks they stay together says Klaus!" Gilbert shouts over everyone. Luciano grinds his teeth together. Lovino starts yelling on about how they will stay together, being a supportive brother. Kuro is cackling now, trying hard to remain on his chair.

"There's no fucking way!" Lutz shouts back at Gilbert, causing the albino to stick his tongue out like mature nations he is. Luciano squeezes his hands tight, only to have Feliciano squeeze his hand back.

"So is it like kissing a mirror?" Kuro asks aloud, causing Kiku to hide his face in his hands. When Kuro bumps him playfully his hands get knocked down and his nose is bleeding. He tries to hide it, since it impolite but Kuro's eyes go wide.

"You fucking ship it!" Kuro loses it and falls off his chair in laughter, pointing at his other self like he's a circus act. Luciano rolls his eyes at the immaturity.

"Is it true?" Oliver asks, his eyes tearing up in happiness. He's looking on like a proud mother to her children on the first day of school and Arthur next to him looks downright disgusted by the display. Feliciano turns to him, his eyes sparkling. Oh how he hates that look. He hates how he can't help but give into it and let Feliciano nuzzle him.

"Yo Flavi is it your turn," Al winks over them to Flavio. The blonde Italian chuckles and in turn winks over at Lovino who bristles at the attention. He flips off both of them.

"Unbelievable!" Luciano tenses entirely at the voice now. It seems the room goes quiet for it. Luciano glares over Feliciano's shoulder at that bitch Hungary making her way over to their table. He tries to control his breathing, focusing on the way Feliciano drags his thumb over the back of his soothingly. Hungary glares down at him.

"This is ridiculous!" She shouts throwing her hands up in the air. Luciano represses his urge to lunge over the table and bite her. She has no right to be commenting on their relationship or their happiness. Bitch. Feliciano's hand tenses in his. His face is puffed up in anger.

"Get your hands off of him!" She points an accusatory finger at Luciano, a threat clear in the tone of her voice. Luciano doesn't want to fight her. Not again. Especially with Feliciano so close to him. He might get hurt in the fray and Luciano will not be responsible for that. He doesn't want to fight, and luckily he doesn't have to. Feliciano stands up and smacks her hand out of the way.

"You leave him alone!" He yells out indignantly. If possible the room goes even quieter. Hungary is blinking down at him in shock. No one ever expected deer sweet Feliciano to lecture anybody. And about not picking on his other self at that. Luciano only blinks at him, vaguely aware of the death grip Feliciano has on his hand.

"You're always so mean to him!" Feliciano yells at her again. Hungary takes a step back, not knowing how to react to angry Feliciano. The usually bubbly Italian is red in the cheeks.

"He's psycho!" Hungary says by way of explanation for her actions. This only makes Feliciano puff up more.

"No he's not! Luciano is the strongest person I know!" Feliciano's voice cracks. His fury has settled down into slight sadness. Luciano can only stare in a daze.

"He's mean Feliciano!"

"He has to be!" Feliciano cries out, tears are now slipping out. The room is eerily silent. No one knows how to react to one of the happiest countries breaking down. Hungary has the gall to look embarrassed.

"He has to be mean don't you get it? His world is so cruel and if he's not too then he.. He won't.." Feliciano can't find the words to finish his sentence. He doesn't want to think about what would happen if Luciano couldn't survive his world.

"Have you met the people from his world?" Feliciano tries to stay away from them if he's honest they are scary and mean. Much like Luciano at first. Feliciano had been scared of his other self. Luciano is scary. He's strong and tough and is in charge and all the things Feliciano can't and doesn't want to do. Luciano can do it though and he admires that. Luciano is amazing to him. He protects him and lets him ramble on and he doesn't think he's stupid. He loves him. And this hurts, to know that someone who used to be close to him doesn't approve.

"You would be mean to if you had to deal with them!"

"HEY!" Lutz and Al says at the same time. A few of the nations of Luciano's world are angry at the comment, mumbling profanities under their breathe. Other's look ashamed. Their world is in tatters, only being put back together just recently.

"Is that an insult?" Kuro asks out loud, causing a few nations to groan. Luciano rolls his eyes at the lack of tact from the asian nation. He tugs Feliciano's hand down to make him sit. Once he is, Luciano pulls him against his chest and runs a hand through his hair to get him to stop crying.

"You're part of the reason we're psycho you fuck!" Xiao shouts, pushing down on Yao's back to yell at the other asian nation. A small shouting match happens between the two further proving Feliciano;s point that the others have a few screws loose.

Luciano really would like to punch Hungary in the face again for making Feliciano distressed but he will settle for holding the bubblier Italian tight. He hates that he has to do this. That someone would dare make Feliciano this upset to the point of crying. He should really stab her or something.

He kisses the top of Feliciano's head, ignoring the coos from Flavio behind him. No one else makes him this soft. No one else has ever stood up for him like that. Flavio has done so once or twice, and maybe Lutz or Kuro. Feliciano went against someone close to him. He started crying over him. No one cries over him. He hates the odd sense of gratitude wiggling through him. He nuzzles into Feliciano's hair. Only this one could make him completely undone.

"Well.. Let's get the meeting started," Ludwig clears his throat, gaining the attention of the nations. Luciano skips the beginning to whispers encouragements in Italian to Feliciano still clinging to him like if he doesn't hold on Luciano will disappear. Luciano is not used to someone caring so much about him. Not in his world. He lets Feliciano hold to him. It's nice, to feel needed for once. To feel wanted.

"No hold up. Are we allowed to date each other causeeeee," Al talks over Ludwig, running a hand down Alfred's back causing the blonde the squeak and slap him away, shouting about creepy and weird. Feliciano giggles at them and Luciano breathes a sigh of relief. Never had he thought someone would be like this with him. Feliciano peeks up at him, his eyes tinged pink. Luciano scowls at it. Feliciano should never cry. He leans down and quickly peeks his other self's lips. Feliciano giggles again and snuggles back into his shoulder. The meeting can wait.

Elizabeta bites down on her sleeve, glaring over at sweet innocent Feliciano. Holding hands with a monster. She's told him before to not mess around with him. But that didn't stop their relationship from happening. Now she can only stare and be angry that they are both ignoring her. This is not good. Luciano is mean and rude and there is no way he could ever treat Feliciano the way he needs to be treated. How come little Feli didn't listen to her? Did she not know what she's talking about? Elizabeta raises a hand to rub her nose. It's healed over from when Luciano kicked her in the face breaking the appendage, but the metaphorical scar is still there.

She jerks when her other self places a hand on her shoulder. She glares at the over girly version of herself. Erzsebet flinches under the cold stare. Elizabeta doesn't care. She huffs and goes back to glaring at Luciano, the smug bastard is smirking now. She grits her teeth. She can't possibly be the only one to feel this way about their relationship. There has to be someone else who agrees with Luciano being the worst possible person.

When the meeting ends Elizabeta pulls Kiku aside. The small asian nation has been her friend for a while now. They talk about the silly things of the other nations, swapping dirty secrets for the fun of it. It's always enjoyable to see the smaller man blush.

"Kiku, you've seen Feliciano with Luciano right?" She forces the growl out of her voice. Kiku and Feliciano used to fight together. They are still very good friends according to the other country. Kiku nods, a soft smile on his face.

"It's terrible!" Elizabeta rushes out. She's walking beside Kiku outside of the meeting room away from the others. Kiku stops, blinking concerned at her.

"Elizabeta-san, I'm sorry I do not understand," Kiku tilts his head to the side in confusion. He's heard everything from Feliciano. Unless the bubbly nation is hiding things from him, which is doubtful, his romantic relationship with Luciano is doing well, and is healthy. Elizabeta scoffs and crosses her arms.

"Luciano is awful, there's no way it can be good for Feliciano," She closes her eyes and huffs. Kiku is stuck. Normally in situations like this, he would agree with the speaker. He sees no reason to make conflict when he can easily avoid it. It's a skill to just agree and let people continue on with their ranting. This however, strikes a chord inside him. Feliciano is a long term friend of his. Everything he's heard about his other half has been good things. Never once has Feliciano said anything bad about Luciano now that they've gotten to know each other. He doesn't want to negate Elizabeta, but Feliciano is more than okay, and safe, with Luciano next to him.

"Elizabeta-san, I'm sorry to say but, I think Feli-kun is very happy where he is," Kiku tries to smile politely at her when she snaps her eyes open in disbelief. Kiku keeps smiling as she grumbles and stalks down the hallway. Elizabeta is fuming now. One of the few people, if not the only person, who she thought would be on her side, is for this catastrophe? She pulls at her long brown hair. This can't be happening. She stops in the doorway to the meeting room, spotting Lovino rolling his eyes to his other self.

"Lovino!" She calls out and comes towards them. Lovino blinks up at her with a bored expression, but his other self scowls at her. She chooses to ignore him.

"I wanted to ask you about your brothers.. Relationship." She says sweetly though the way her smile is strained says she feels differently about the situation. Flavio groans and turns away from her. Lovino just rolls his eyes. The action makes Elizabeta think for a moment Lovino hates it just as much as-

"About fucking time they got together too. Seriously. If I have to hear about 'do you think Luci reeeallllyy likes me?' I think I might stab myself." Lovino snarls, sticking his tongue out at his paperwork. He's honestly sick of Feliciano questioning if Luciano actually likes him. For fucks sake Luciano practically cried about it. He's worried sure, but honestly Luciano could protect Feliciano and coddle him more than anybody else. He's pretty okay with it. Of course if that bastard ever hurt his brother, he's not sure what he would do. Not like he could actually fight Luciano. He could try, but in the end he might get a broken nose. Elizabeta's jaw drops. There is absolutely, no freaking way, Lovino, of all people, would approve.

"You can't seriously accept this?" Elizabeta says in exasperation. Flavio is now glaring at her with his arms crossed over his chest. Lovino just shrugs his shoulders.

"Feliciano is safe with-"

"There's no way he can be safe with that monster hold-"

"Who are you calling a monster?" Flavio interrupts her with the fakest smile she's ever seen. She unconsciously takes a step back. She's seen that kind of smile before, usually when a nation is at their wits end. Flavio's smile falls and he's glaring once again. For so long this girl has hated his brother and he's sick of it. Luciano is difficult at times, but he would never, ever, hurt Feliciano. He knows that better than anyone. He's so happy for him. Feliciano is actually a good person.

"My brother is not a monster. Twisted maybe, and though he may not admit it aloud, he deeply cares for Feliciano's safety and wellbeing. You," He spits out pointing at her with disgust he's almost ashamed to put his fingers anywhere near her. "Need to back off." He nods his head once and sweeps out of the room. Lovino snorts and follows after him, leaving Elizabeta all alone in the meeting room.

She runs a hand through her hair on her walk back to the hotel. Is she the only sane person in this joint? She can't be. There's no way. She sighs. There has to be someone who understand this situation. She glances up at the hotel and perks up. Standing just near the door is Gilbert and Ludwig, pointing and scanning over some papers. She jogs up to them.

"Ey Liza!" Gilbert cheers when she gets closer. She smiles at the brothers. Even though Gilbert is not her favorite person, he's smart. Ludwig takes after him in that aspect thankfully.

"Hey guys, I was just wondering your opinions on something." Gilbert's smirk slips for a second, giving way to a confused expression. Ludwig raises an eyebrow at her to continue. She takes a deep breath.

"What do you think of Feliciano's new.. Relationship?" She bites her lip, looking up hopefully at the brothers. Gilbert and Ludwig exchange a shocked glance. Ludwig shrugs. He really doesn't have an opinion. Feliciano is his friend, and while his judgment.. Is lacking in some cases, if he was in any real danger, he's sure he would know. Feliciano always came running for help. Luciano is a bit on the edgy side, but he doesn't know the nation well enough to fully say a decent opinion.

"Why you wanna know?" Gilbert asks, twisting up his nose. Elizabeta twitches.

"Just curious," She says with a fake voice. Gilbert gives her a skeptical look. He sighs and rubs the back of his head, looking to Ludwig once more. The taller shrugs again. Gilbert shrugs too.

"I don't see a problem with it." he says holding his hands out in a 'what can you do' sort of way. Honestly he doesn't get why Liza cares. Feli is a good kid, and maybe he could tone down Luciano's crazy vibes. They looked really happy during the meeting and Klaus said it was probably the best thing to ever happen to Luciano. So he doesn't see what's wrong. Feliciano is happy and honestly, what's more important than that? Elizabeta can't stop her jaw from dropping again. Gilbert raises his hands in a mock surrender, stepping behind Ludwig a bit.

"Hey don't get mad at me! Luciano is batshit but Feli can look after himself! Probably!" Gilbert says. Elizabeta shakes her head, tugging at her hair once again. This is not happening.

"Are you insane?" She shouts out. Gilbert squeaks and hides fully behind his younger brother. Ludwig's eyes go wide and he tenses up. Eliza groans and spins a circle.

"Luciano can not be good for him!" She throws her hands up. Sick of the situation. No one else seems to see the wrong about the whole thing. Gilbert peeks his head up and over Ludwig's shoulder, hanging off his brother like a monkey.

"You really can't tell that yet," He says sheepishly. Elizabeta glares at him and lunges. Ludwig fumbles with his papers as Gilbert runs away from her. She chases him down until they both crash into another pair of persons.

"Fuck!" Al rubs his head from where it landed on the ground. He's seeing stars. More than the normal ones he gets from seeing Alfred.

"Fuck," He groans out again, dropping his head back to the ground. Gilbert is scrambling off him. Eliza catches him by the collar and he starts screaming out apologies.

"Dude Lizzy what you doing to Gilly?" Alfred asks from his kneeled position on the ground. Al sits up holding his head. He and Alfred gives each other confused looks.

"Gilbert here doesn't see a problem with Luciano dating Feliciano," She spits out the words. Al perks up.

"Seriously? It's fucking awesome they are!" His excited smile is wiped off his face when the Hungarian turns a sharp glare to him. He hides behind Alfred just a little.

"Dude as long as Feli is happy right?" Alfred smiles between them all and Al sighs, shaking his head sadly. Truly, sunspot can not read the mood.

"See Liz! It's totally fine!" Gilbert finagles himself out of her hold, backing away cautiously. Eliza is fuming even more now, her hands gripped into fists at her sides. Why can't anybody see that this is such a bad thing? Feliciano can't be happy like this! Surely he can't.

"You're all idiots!" She exclaims, running her hands through her hair. Gilbert glares at her half heartedly. Alfred pouts at the name calling. That's rude.

"Feliciano can't be happy with him," She insists folding her arms over her chest. She's known Feli for so long. He needs someone happy to be with and Luciano is not it. It's impossible.

"Why do you keep saying that?" Eliza swivels around to see Feliciano standing there, his hand tight in Luciano's. The other Italian is glaring at her from the side of his eyes, not even giving her a full glare as if she's not worthy of it. Feliciano is shaking, tears threatening to spill out his eyes. Elizabeta loses her anger, her scowl falling to concern. She thinks it's cause Luciano is holding his hand too tight, not because of what she said.

"Feli-"

"No!" He screams out at her. He drops Luciano's hand to stomp over to her, a rare glare on his face hidden behind his pained expression. Luciano folds his arms across his chest and huffs. Elizabeta feels the air stop in her lungs at the absolute disgust in Feliciano's eyes.

"You're so mean to him!" Feliciano continues. Elizabeta takes a step back.

"Why can't you just be happy for us?" Feliciano reaches out and holds her hands tightly, pleading for her to believe. Elizabeta is at a loss for words. She opens and closes her mouth a few times, trying to make sounds. Feliciano pouts.

"Luciano is one of the best things in my life and you need to accept that right now!" He scolds her, releasing her hands and crossing his arms over his chest. Elizabeta exhales. Never once would she think Feliciano would lecture her. She can only watch dumbfounded as Luciano comes over and places a gentle hand on his arm to get him to calm down. Feliciano bubbles up in tears. He turns his head into Luciano's shoulder while the other guides him off for some well needed cuddles. Elizabeta stumbles back and sits on the ground, not caring that her professional outfit gets dirty.

"Liz hey," Gilbert says, coming down to sit next to her. She keeps staring straight ahead in a daze. Both Americas whisper out 'awkward' and make their escape. Elizabeta puts her face in her hands. She was wrong. She doesn't cry, but part of her feels like it.

"Elizabeta-san?" She looks up at Kiku, blinking down at her with concern. He kneels to the ground and takes one of her hands.

"Let me explain," He says. Gilbert dips out, not wanting to hear the story, opting to go find his brother. Kiku sits with her on the ground, telling how Feliciano had been so excited to have dinner with his other self and how he cried for joy when he called the first time. They are happy together and their relationship is healthy. Elizabeta can barely believe it. Only Feliciano would have that kind of power to drive the evil out of his other self.

"I.." She starts but can not finish. She doesn't have the words. Kiku squeezes her arm gently and pulls her up. He guides her into the hotel and to a door. He knocks on it for her. Feliciano opens the door, sniffling and rubbing at his face. They stare at each other for a second. Elizabeta snaps out of it first, pulling the young nation into her arms for a hug.

"I had no idea," She tells him quietly. Feliciano lets go of a silly little giggle that only he could manage in this kind of situation. She apologizes in whispers. Feliciano accepts them all. When the door is closed, Elizabeta hugs Kiku. The small asian nations hugs her back awkwardly, not used to physical contact.

"I'll see you later Kiku," She says when she lets go, walking her way down the hallway.

"Where are you going?" Kiku asks simply. Elizabeta turns to face him with a smirk on her face.

"I think Erzsebet may need a hug too," Elizabeta winks and takes off down the hallway. She's got a lot to learn about the other world, and who better to ask than herself.

AN: Y'all can thank topaz3 for this. A sort of in between event thing. This would take place on their first day back for meetings. The ending is a bit gross but, I hope you like it topaz.

Disclaimer: Hetalia ain't no belong to me