Hot Pink Umbrellas and Rainy Company

Author's Note: *covers head miserably* You guys probably thought I died…(TT^TT)…I have really horrible news…I have been suffering from Writer's Block (Yes, for more than a year or so…) and I hope you guys forgive me with this new, long awaited chapter. I'm also not in school anymore so I hope to continue on with multiple stories I have been writing in the past. I hope my Hiatus will come to an end soon. I know most of my reviewers enjoy the story so far but PLEASE. Please leave a proper name when leaving a review, especially among Anonymous reviewers, I would greatly appreciate it. Also, I apologize for the crappy title. I don't feel creative at almost 4AM. Anyway, Here is the new chapter! Please Enjoy~!

Liza looked up at the dark skies and quickened her pace towards the building where the nations had their conference a few hours ago. The clouds had turned into a forbidding colour and the wind had started to pick up causing some dried leaves and stray papers on the street. Liza was a good two blocks away from the hotel when she felt someone was watching her but shrugged it off.

'Mm…I thought someone was watching me. It must be my imagination…' The embodiment of the Philippines continued to make her way to her destination when she felt something wet fall on her shoulder and it only caused her to start sprinting towards the tall structure which was a few blocks away from her.

'Damn, let me reach the building without getting wet!' Liza cried in her head and mentally groaned when the pedestrian light that separated her and the building turned red and then the rain started pelting down.

"Ah!" The petite nation cried out when the cold droplets of rain came in contact with her. Liza lifted up a tanned hand over her eyes to shield them from the torrent in order to search for a dry place to wait the rain out. 'Ah! Doon!'

Liza immediately made her way to a nearby antique shop that had a small canopy in the front of the store's window.

"I guess, I'll just have to wait it out…Hmm…" She sighed and tried to fix her dress which had some small damp spots. Liza soon enough crossed her arms in front of her small chest as she watched the rain fall into the street. Growing a bit bored, she turned to the window of the store and peered at the objects on display.

'Hmm…an old camera, some old books, jewelry…Ano ba yun?' Liza moved closer to see a small jewelry box and in it was a pair of delicate-looking brooches in the shape of a jasmine flower. She moved closer to examine the said trinket and stared at it for a good minute or two, drinking in the beautiful details of the said accessory. The said trinket was of an antique gold colour with small polished crystal jewels and within the center was a lustrous cream coloured pearl.

'Ang ganda! Marahil ito ay nagkakahalaga ngi lang libo…' Liza stared at it more. 'It doesn't hurt to look anyway…' The Filipina stood in front the window for a few minutes admiring the said trinket then hesitantly moves away from the window. '..Haa…Hindi ko naman kinakailangan ng iyan. Mas gugustuhin kong gastusin ang pera na iyan para sa iba't ibang bagay…'

The petite southeast Asian country glances at deserted sidewalk before making the decision to make a run for the conference building which was still a good few blocks away. Liza was about step into the wet pavement and run across the street but a speeding car suddenly passes by causing some dirty water to splash in her direction.

"Ahh!" the tanned nation instinctively twists her upper body away from the splash while her hands cover her face. Liza's eyes were closed, waiting for the wet and cold impact of the water which never came. The Filipina slowly lowered her hands and blinked twice at the unfolded hot pink umbrella in front of her which spared her from getting wet.

"A-are you alright, Miss?" Came the thick accent from behind Liza.

'Sino ba to?' Liza turned to the person who shielded her from the murky pavement water. Her brown eyes met with vivid green eyes. "T-thank you so much!"

"You're welcome." The stranger replied as he gave the tanned nation a friendly smile. The said man had shoulder length brunette hair and European features, possibly of Russian or Baltic descent. He was a good head taller than Liza and was currently dressed in a plain white crisp shirt, a dark green sweater and a black tie tucked underneath neatly. He seemed like a plain businessman but the only thing that clashed against his attire was the hot pink umbrella that the man was holding but the petite Asian girl didn't mind at all.

"…" Philippines stared at the brunette for a few awkward seconds.

"Ehm...I-is there something wrong?" The man asked with a confused expression plastered on his face while holding the umbrella over them.

'Ah! W-was I staring!?' Liza jolted and blushed at her rudeness and looked down to hide her red cheeks. "A-ah sorry, po! I-I was merely surprised.-!"

"Ah…I apologize for surprising you, miss." The brunette gave Philippines a small apologetic smile. "I was also about to cross the street when I saw you."

"Salamat po, I really appreciate your help." The Southeast Asian country smiled faintly and introduced herself. "I'm Maria Flordeliza …May I treat you to some coffee, Mr. ?"

"Ah yes. The Philippines right?" The man shook hands with a surprised Liza, a friendly smile on his face. " I am Toris Lorinaitis. Toris for short. I represent the country of Lithuania."

"A-ah! I-it's really nice to meet you." Philippines' eyes widened as Toris revealed himself as a country, she felt a faint flush on her cheeks at the prospect. "I-I had no idea! I did not see you from the conference at all!"

Toris chuckled faintly at petite nation's excitement. "Ah…its mostly because there are too many countries trying to have a conversation with you and everyone was a bit noisy when discussing the global warming issue that Mr. America has brought up."

Maria Floredeliza smiles faintly at the brunette in front of her, temporarily forgetting about her errand and the London weather. 'He must be a good friend of Alfred's…'

"Anyway, Ms. Maria. What are you doing outside in this weather? If you don't mind me asking?" Toris asks politely giving her a friendly smile.

"Ah! I was on the way to the building where the conference was held earlier." The petite southeast Asian nation motioned to the nearby building which was still a good three or four blocks away. Maria rubbed her head and a sheepish smile graced her mouth. " I forgot some of my belongings there and I was on my way to retrieve them …"

"Well…I'm on my way to the same building, would you like to go together?" The Lithuanian smiled kindly at Maria Liza who looked surprised. "I'm meeting a friend of mine there."

"A-are you sure, Mr. Lithuania? You wouldn't mind?"

"Yes and you can just call me Toris, alright?" Toris smiled and gestured at the pouring rain. "It doesn't seem like it's going to stop any time soon so I'll accompany you. Is that alright Ms. Maria?"

Philippines smiled brightly as she nodded and thanked the Lithuanian who merely opened his umbrella again and placed it above their heads to shelter them from the pelting rain. The Filipina looked up at the hot pink umbrella again as they started walking towards the conference building.

"Umm…so you like…pink?"

~*~*~HETALIA~*~*~

Feliks Łukasiewicz sat by the conference building's small but pleasant café which was nestled close to the lobby and the large windows. The blond man wore a frilled long sleeved shirt which some may dub to be over the top but what he considered to be kept scanning the people passing by the sidewalk as it continued to rain outside instead of paying attention to the delightful slice of Banoffee pie in front of him.

'I totally understand why he's late since it's raining but like, making me wait for almost 20 minutes is just like, totally atrocious!' Again, bright green eyes scanned the nearby sidewalk quickly trying to spot his close and good friend who seemed to be running a bit later than usual. 'That's it! I'm like totally starting without him…' Feliks scowled as he raised the shiny fork to stab the poor pie in its flawless platter.

Suddenly, the doorman immediately opened the door for the two individuals who quickly entered the building to shelter from the heavy rain and the irritated Polish man heard a familiar accented voice.

"So far that's the heaviest rain I've experienced while in London." Toris spoke as he closed the hot pink umbrella which was still dripping with rainwater. "Now where is Feliks?"

The embodiment of Poland halted from stabbing the promising pie and looked up to see his friend Lithuania holding umbrella that he earlier asked his close friend to bring along in case of rain, which by the way seems to always loom over the country of England, and beside him was a familiar tanned young woman who seemed to be looking around the lobby earnestly while fixing her skirt. Feliks merely stared at the two countries until Toris finally spotted him and gave a small wave.

"Ah…" The Polish man gave a small wave back as he felt cold sweat forming on his back and on his hands as he watched his friend bring over the petite female over towards his table by the window. 'Toris brought a friend along. Calm down, Feliks. It's totally fine so like, don't freak out.' The blond mentally reassured himself repeatedly as he watched his best friend and the female stranger make their way towards his table by the window. 'Don't freak. Don't freak. Don't freak…think of pink ponies-!'

"Feliks. Sorry for making you wait. It's pouring outside." The Lithuanian apologized as he rubbed the back of his head and gestured to the Southeast Asian nation who was standing an arm's length away and looking at the Pole with curiosity. "This is Ms. Maria Flordeliza…she represents the Philippines. I met her on the way here."

"…Oh?" The personification of Poland blinked a couple of times and looked at Liza who merely smiled in a friendly manner and extended her hand for a handshake which Feliks shyly returned.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Poland."

"Y-yes. It's nice to meet you too, Ms. Philippines." Feliks murmured as timidly.

"You may just call me 'Liza'. Ms. Philippines sounds a bit too formal…" The Filipina grinned at the blond man. "And I apologize for keeping Toris..."

"No, no. It's okay, Ms. Phil—I mean Liza." Feliks shook his head while lifting both hands in front of him as he glanced at his best friend who was trying to place the still wet pink umbrella against the wall without making a mess. He shyly gestured with one pale hand at the pie in front of him. "W-would you like to join us for a snack?"

"I would love to but I have to decline." Philippines replied with rueful smile. "I'm in a bit of a hurry right now. May another time?"

Feliks and Toris nodded simultaneouslyafter ensuring that the umbrella was safely leaning by the wall and smiled warmly at the female nation. "Are you going now, Maria Liza?"

"Yes."

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Liza." Toris shook Liza's hand while Feliks gave her a small wave.

"We'll see you tomorrow." Feliks spoke.

"You too, po!" The tanned female nation smiled as she walked away from the two men and made her way to the elevator which would take her upstairs.

After the Southeast Asian country disappeared behind the elevator doors, the country of Poland eyed his fellow country who was looking through the Café's menu before motioning to a nearby waitress to come and take his order.

"So…" The blonde started, reverting back to his usual as he stabbed into the banoffee pie that had been sitting in front of him for a while. "…you like, totally forgot about the coffee date, didn't you?"

"What?"The embodiment of Lithuania stiffened as he gave the blonde man from across him a look of disbelief. "Feliks, you just called me 45 minutes ago to come meet you for coffee and to bring specifically the hot pink umbrella from your room…" Toris motioned to the umbrella which was leaning on the wall.

"Oh…Did I?" The personification of Poland blinked and huffed as he finishes his pie as the waitress came order to take his best friend's order.

"Hello, may I take your order?" The waitress brightly asks both men as she pulls out a small note pad from her apron.

"I would like an Irish Coffee please and some mince pies…" Lithuania smiled as he looked up from his menu which suddenly slipped out of his hands and found itself in his friend's grasp causing him to sigh.

"I want another Café Latte and a slice of Rhubard and Banana Charlotte…" Poland quickly scanned the menu once again and handed it to the waitress who merely nodded and gathered the blonde man's plate and empty cup of coffee before leaving. "So I was think of going shopping at—"

"…Mm…" with that, Toris Lorinaitis was unable to register anything what the Pole said as he looked outside, admiring the rain forming a trail of water against the window's glass. His gaze was catching two familiar figures in the rain making its way to the hotel's entrance.

"—taking someone else's documents, fratello stupido!" the tanned, brunette man with the odd hair curl yelled at his younger brother in an Italian accent as they swiftly walked towards the elevator. "I don't know how you managed—"

"I'm sorry, fratello!" The younger but fairer twin apologized as he followed his brother to the elevator shaft. "I didn't mean to! I just picked it up and—"

"You didn't bother looking at it did, you fratello?" The older of the twins growled as he pressed the button causing the elevator doors to close promptly.

"Toris, are you alright?." The brunette blinked and turned to the Feliks who was merely rolling his eyes before sipping his latte which the waitress had placed on the table and now serving his order. "Those two are like, always so totally loud…"

'…Look who's talking…' Toris mentally added as he lifted the porcelain cup to his lips. "I guess…"

"Excuse me." Poland caught the waitress' attention as she was about to leave and points to Toris who was about to sip his coffee. "Place everything on his tab."

"Wait! What?!" The brunette stared at the retreating back of the waitress and then to the pale blond sitting from across him who was sporting a smug smile with his arms crossed in front of his chest. "Feliks-!"

"You're still late either way…" The personification of Poland piped happily as he took a slice of hispie as he winked at his best friend . "…and you totally weren't listening to what I was saying..."

TRANSLATIONS

"Ah! Doon!' ~ "Oh! There!"

'…Ano ba yun?' ~ '…What is that?'

'Ang ganda! Marahil ito ay nagkakahalaga ngi lang libo…' ~'Its so beautiful/pretty! It probably costs thousands!"

'..Haa…Hindi ko naman kinakailangan ng iyan. Mas gugustuhin kong gastusin ang pera na iyan para sa iba't ibang bagay…' ~ 'I don't really need that, I would rather want to spend my money on other things.'

'Sino ba to?' ~'who is this?'

"Salamat po…' ~ 'who is this…'

"…fratello stupido!" ~ "…stupid brother!"

"…fratello…" ~ "…brother…"

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