[Axis Powersヘタリア 2gen]

(Cue Hetalia intro theme!)

"Nation's from around the world gathered together at World Meetings whenever possible to solve the world's problems. Normally, the meetings went fine, if guns blazing and fights breaking out every second is 'fine' then yes. They went Fine."

"Once the nation's successfully saved the world from the 'terrible' Picto aliens, things were calm once more. Soon, even the meetings themselves were calm and civil. However, many nation's soon noticed how many of their brother and sister nation's had gone missing and had not returned. Granted, they weren't the most important nations, but still, you gotta' have a heart somewhere to care!"

"Since no new problems in the world had surfaced, they decided to deal with the great 'Missing Nation' problem. England, being the more 'magical' and more 'thoughtful' of the group, thought it would be a grand idea to use his magic to solve this. He's a total dumbass."

"It was a good idea, you Wanker!" England shouted.

"Sure it was! Now, back to what I was saying, because it was more important. England's magical idea did solve the problem, though nobody knew it at the time. It took a while, and since there were no new problems, the meetings ceased. While the nation's now rarely met with each other, none of them knew of each other's new secrets."

"A new meeting was held a year later, since everyone wanted to meet up for old time's sake. Many noticed the lack of a few key player's however; Italy was missing, along with England, China and Canada. Their 'partners in crime' shrugged it off and ignored the questions of their whereabouts."

"This new meeting was over an old subject, the Missing nations. This was brought up by America, who claimed to have a solution. Germany, Russia and Prussia claimed to have the solution also. Everyone agreed."

Hetalia!

"It has been 15 years since, but since Nation's don't really age or notice time the same as human's, it didn't feel long at all! Since the agreement on the 'solution' fifteen years ago, now a few nation's had sent away their very future. To Japan."

"The solution was explained by America. England's magic had worked, all righty. He had given (the nation's that wished for it dearly) children. Once this was explained, the other nations understood the lack of Italy, England, Canada and China."

"Their children, once grown, would represent the missing nations. They weren't found like the other new nation's would've been, but they can represent them without trouble."

"Flash-forward Fifteen years later, and the teenagers needed some education. The other nation's agreed that the children of such 'powerful' nations needed only the best education possible. America offered to take the children and teach them, but it was struck down. Next was France, but he never got a word out, he just stood up then everyone yelled at him. Poor pervert France."

"Japan said that the children could come to his nation and be educated there, which all the nation parents promptly agreed to. Now they sent their children away to a foreign country to be taught in the best ways possible."

"Italy and Germany's daughter was happy to explore a new world. Both nations' were best friend's with Japan, so they had no fears about letting her go. Italy, however, couldn't sleep the night before she left, and the morning of he wouldn't stop crying. However crying couldn't stop him from making pasta to send with her. The pasta was rather soggy."

"Russia and China's daughter was headstrong and ready to face the world. China was indifferent about this, but Russia just gave her happy words and encouragement. Along with a shotgun and a bottle of Vodka. (China took away the bottle, since she wasn't old enough to drink.)"

"England and America's son was happy to explore, something he got from his dad, but England was most defiantly not ready to let his 'chick out of the nest'. America wanted England to let the boy have his freedom, and that made the British nation very…pissed off."

"Canada and Prussia's daughter was just like Canada. She was ready to go where she had too, but was not happy about leaving her mother's country. Prussia just told her to man up, whereas Canada told him it wasn't possible since she was a girl. Prussia didn't hear him."

Hetalia!

The airplane she had been booked onto was first-class, flying right to Tokyo, Japan. She stood at the beginning of the isle, looking forward at the rows and rows of seats. She walked slowly, looking down at her feet as she walked. Lifting her head, she saw a window seat in a row that was unoccupied. Making her way into the seat, she relaxed.

She had long, reddish brown hair that was mildly feathered. A distinctive curl jutted out from the side, and as smaller one drooped onto her forehead. She had sky-blue eyes and very light skin. She was wearing soft navy-blue cargo pants and a green military style tank-top.

Sighing, she looked out the window. Boring. Then she leaned over and pulled out an MP3 player from her bag and began listening to it.

Another teenage girl walked into the row in front of her and slumped down loudly, dropping her bag the same way. The brown-haired girl was trying to ignore her, until the other girl popped her head up over the seat and watched her with purple eyes.

This new girl had blackish hair and bright purple eyes. She wore a long soft coat with very short ripped up shorts and sneakers. The only thing out of place was a long off-white scarf around her neck. That sure looked familiar…

"What'cha doin'?" the scarf-girl asked. She had a semi-thick Russian accent.

"Listening to music." The other girl answered. She accent was light Italian.

"What kinda' music?"

"…Instrumentals." The brown-haired girl looked up a bit.

"Cool!" the other girl bounced around until she was in the seat next to her. "What's your name?"

"M-Maria." The brown-haired girl smiled nervously. "Maria Adele Vargas."

"Vargas! Heeeey, isn't Mr. Italy's name Vargas?" The purple eyed one tipped her head slightly.

"Y-yes! That's my Mamma!" Maria giggled, then she looked at the other girl "What's your name?"

The black-haired girl sat up proudly "Nadiya Braginski!" she grinned hugely "Daughter of the great Russia!"

"So your Mr. Russia's daughter? Nice you meet you!"

"Likewise." She leaned back in her seat next to Maria, looking around then speaking "Who else's kid is flying to Japan with us, Do you know?"

Maria shrugged "Not really…well... -No, I think two other nation's children are here…I'm just not sure who."

Nadiya stood up quickly, then grabbed Maria's arm "Then let us find them, Comrade!"

Comrade! She sounded just like her father, but her face had her mother's likeness. A miniature Russia roaming freely around an aircraft? That could go either way!

Nadiya led Maria around the isles, looming over everyone around. Nadiya was like her father in ways she knew not of how to be rude. She would snoop around peoples suitcases, looking for the name 'Jones' or 'Kirkland' but found nothing.

"Hey—Look!" Maria caught her attention and pointed in the direction of a familiar blonde curl poking up from one of the seats.

Both slowly approached, then slowly looked into the row. It was empty, except for one seat close to the window. The boy sitting there was wearing an almost perfect copy of the Bomber jacket America always wore. He wore glasses like America, too. The hair with the curl, the glasses, the jacket—all from his dad. Except one thing, or rather two; his eyebrows were exactly like England's. That caused both girls to giggle.

The boy shot a glare from over his glasses. They thought he was reading a book, but really he was messing around on a handheld device. "What'da two wankers want?" he had a light British accent.

"Being a little hostile, Da?" Nadiya giggled.

"Sorry…we just thought…" Maria began, looking innocent "…maybe you had rat's eating your face, but then we saw it was just your eyebrows!"

That comment caused only an outraged response from the boy, a wordless, open-mouthed response. Nadiya was meanwhile on the floor of the plane laughing uncontrollably.

"That was uncalled for!" the boy finally huffed. Maria grinned sheepishly, lowering her head. "If my Vati had heard me say that, I would've been punished."

Nadiya raised her head, cheeks still red from laughing "You'd be in deep shit, Da?" then she began laughing again. Maria just shrugged "Ja." then looked at the boy again "Uhm…What's your name?"

The boy just glared, then sighed and let his shoulders droop "Albert." He mumbled under his breath.

"Sorry…what? I couldn't understand you." Maria smiled slyly for a moment.

"Albert!" the boy hissed, proverbial ears pinned back "Albert Kirkland-Jones."

"So you are America's kid! Thought so," Nadiya was now off the ground and leaning over the seat in front of Albert, reaching out with a hand to poke his hair-curl "That curl is just like Mr. America's!"

"Please don't mess with my hair. It took my mum forever to fix it!"

"Your mom fixed your hair?" Maria droned "it looked like it'd never been brushed!"

Albert just sighed "Yeah, he said I got it from my Dad…-"

"Naw! Comrade," Nadiya leaned on her elbows "I've seen pictures of your mama, and you've got Brit Hair!" Now both girls were giggling.

"Great." Albert just grunted.

Hetalia!

The trio got off the plane at the same time, since they were all heading to the same place. Tokyo International Airport was huge. People were everywhere, zipping in and out of space. The three Chibination's stood in a huddle, afraid that if they moved, they'd lose one another.

"This is fun." Nadiya commented. She was standing on the outside of the group, looking around. Maria was huddled between Albert and Nadiya, staying away from the crowds. She hated crowds. Albert, meanwhile, was focused on his hand-held device. It looked like an iPod.

Suddenly, a blonde girl stepped out of a moving crowd, with a suitcase in hand, and walked up to the group. She looked like someone they'd met before. Her hair was the same color as Albert's, but her eyes were a bright red. A small twirled curl jutted out from the side of her golden locks. She smiled shyly and bowed slightly "Hello, Albert!"

"Emma! I didn't know you were coming!" Albert walked forward and gave her a hug.

"Who's she?" Nadiya crossed her arms, tapping one foot. Albert turned and glared "Don't be so rude!"

"Oh!" Maria piped up, and then she smiled brightly "Cousin Emma!" she walked forward and embraced Emma with a big hug.

"Wait…She's your cousin?" Nadiya tilted her head, her scarf dragging on the ground.

"Ja! She's my cousin! Uncle Gilbert is her dad, so she's my Cousin!"

"Wait'a second. She's my cousin, too." Albert stood beside Emma protectively.

"That's right. You are both my cousins." Emma spoke, she had a quiet voice, but it was louder that her mom's. "My mom is Alfred's brother, and my Dad is Uncle Ludwig's brother."

"Neato! So…You're all Comrade's?" Nadiya skipped to Emma, grabbing her hand and shaking it wildly.

"Emma, why didn't you tell me that you had a cousin named Maria…?" Albert folded his arms.

"Never came up. Besides, I only saw her a few times. We live across an ocean, you know." Emma smiled shyly.

"Yeah…That's right. I met you when we were like…ten!" Maria giggled and clasped her hands together. Emma nodded "That's right. It was dad's birthday! You braided my hair for me," she reached up to touch her shorter hair "I never got to say thank you."

Maria smiled "It's ok. Your hair was longer then…" Emma and Maria were chatting, while Nadiya and Albert looked at each other, then looked away in disgust. Nadiya stood up on her tippy-toes, looking for a familiar head in the crowd. Albert looked the other way.

"Aha! I see 'im!" Albert called out to the group. Emma and Maria stopped talking and turned in the direction Albert was looking. A familiar man wearing a white suit and had black hair walked up to them, bowing formally.

"Konichiwa." Japan now faced the group of Teens. All of them smiled.

"Hello Uncle Kiku!" Maria skipped forward and hugged the elder nation.

"I'm glad you all made it safely." Kiku smiled, then looked at each young nation, smiled warmly "You are all so much older now, than when I last saw you."

"How old was I?" Albert piped up, tilting his head slightly.

"Ah, you were still a toddler," Japan then laughed "Your mother had to bring you to a meeting but you drove him crazy, so I held you while he spoke. You were a very calm child when you were around me…you acted different when you were around Arthur."

"How old was I?" Nadiya sprang forward, wiggling like a yorkie.

"You weren't born yet. Your mother came to his last meeting, which was around four months before you were born. All the other nations scolded Ivan for letting him come."

"Awh." Nadiya shrugged her shoulders "My dad can't tell my mom 'no'!" She then gave a hearty laugh.

"Do you ever think before you speak?" Albert questioned dryly.

"Do you ever not speak, Comrade?" Nadiya mocked his tone.

"Enough, now. Grab your bags and let's head home." Japan turned and led the way through the crowds.

"Home? How big is your home, Uncle Kiku?" Maria questioned, holding both her bags in each hand.

"Large enough to house four teenagers and myself." He answered without looking back.

"Vonderbar!" Maria yipped. Albert and Nadiya looked at her like she was crazy, then looked at each other as if questioning each other silently on what that phrase meant,

"It mean's 'Wonderful' in German." Emma added, making all three look at her for a moment, she just smiled back at them and kept walking.

Hetalia!

"Welcome to the Honda Residence." Japan opened the large doors to his house.

It was three stories tall, and very much Japanese style. The floors were wooden, and the doors were sliding doors made of fine wood and paper. The first floor held the kitchen, sitting room, dining room and an extra room for the World Meetings (since he held it at his house sometimes) and last was Japan's room itself.

The second floor had seven bedrooms and only one bathroom. Each floor had a bathroom, but if you know teenagers, they'll scramble for the closest bathroom and stake a claim.

The third floor had an attic and two extra rooms. Japan said he never went up there, so they wouldn't either.

The teen's slipped out of their shoes and left them on the rock tiles by the door, because Japan said that it was the custom manners in Japan to remove one's shoes before entering the home.

"So…The bedrooms are upstairs…?" Albert shuffled around slowly, his hands in his pockets very casually.

"Yes. There should be enough for all of—"

"Dibs on the biggest room!" Albert shot off like a bullet, followed by Maria, Nadiya and Emma. All stampeded out of the room and upstairs, their feet stomping and shaking the entire second floor. Yelling could be heard, arguing.

"—You." Kiku finished his sentence a few seconds too late. He looked at the stairs, and slumped his shoulders "They act like their parent's do at world meetings; 'Dibs on the next landmass!' 'Dibs on the next planet landing!'" Kiku just sighed and rubbed the side of his head with his fingers "Oi…"

Hetalia!

"Git'outta my way!" Albert shoved Nadiya from a doorway, trying to find the biggest room, while Emma and Maria walked normally, looking at the room's the duo had turned down. Emma quickly staked a claim on the room beside the bathroom. Common sense would tell a person that if there's going to be a race to the bathroom in the morning, you'd better be close to it if you want to win. Maria picked the room across from her.

"Ahaha!" Albert laughed at the top of his lungs. His laugh was just like Alfred's, only…British. "I got the best room! I own you, Bee-atch!"

Nadiya just glared a death glare, then sweetened up her face and smiled "No hard feelings, Comrade." She picked the room across from his and next to Maria's. Her tiny little grin looked familiar to Albert, but unfortunately for him, he'd never know whose grin that really was. Dun dun dunnnn.

Meanwhile, Maria opened her two suitcases and unloaded her things. First she hung her clothes, then she put away a few items she'd need; perfume from her mother, a few German treats from her dear father, and a stuffed horse from Uncle Antonio and Romano. She put away other items, then opened her other bag. Inside…oh boy…

She pulled out a few posters and worked quickly to hang them up. When she'd heard that she'd be moving to Japan for who knows how long, she'd done her research. She had listened to music, watched Anime's and played numerous games from japan. Needless to say, she was now obsessed with anything Japanese.

Her posters were simple of her many interest's. One was a poster of a guy holding a huge sword with spikey blond hair, the next was of a guy wearing a red cape, holding a gun with black hair. The next was a poster of a few school-girls; each had a colorful shade of hair and looked very chibi. She then pulled out a game system and put it beside her TV in her room. Next came a few action figures and last was her laptop, a lovely light-blue laptop with stickers of her parent's flags and a picture of the black-haired guy stuck to the front.

Last, she pulled out a gold framed picture and looked at it. She smiled warmly, then pulled it up to her lips to kiss it, and then she set it on her bedside table. A picture of Feliciano and Ludwig, both smiling. She was told this picture was taken shortly before she was born; maybe that's why they were so happy.

She flopped down on her bed and soon was in a deep sleep.

Across from her, Emma was setting up her room; Posters of Hockey players and Canadian rock-bands. One poster was a moose, though someone went through and painted a tiny yellow bird on its antler and painted on glassed and silver hair. Sloppy words 'Awesome Moosen!' were written above it.

She next put a few framed pictures on her dresser; one of her, her mom and her dad, standing somewhere tropic. Both she and Matthew looked happy, while Gilbert looked annoyed. The next was that same people, but in somewhere snowy. Again, only Gilbert looked annoyed. Last was in a museum, where only gilbert stood in front of a bomb replica and looked like a kid in a candy store. She then pinned up a small Canadian flag, threw a few plush animals onto her bed and then sat down with her laptop and surfed the web contently.

Next door to Maria, Nadiya was unpacking her things too. Her coats and scarfs were shoved into the closet, next were her hats. She pulled out a whole load of Manga's that her mother had bought her, and carefully put them one by one onto a shelf. Next she pulled out some framed pictures of her and her family in Russia. Her mom often few back and forth between the countries, so he was not in many pictures, but in a few.

Finally she pulled out a huge blanket with the Russian flag on it. Pulling it around her body, she walked over to the TV, pulled out a DVD and popped it in. She then shuffled back to her bed and snuggled her huge panda-pillow-pet and watched the movie, ironically it was Anastasia.

Across from her, Albert was settling in perfectly. He had put away his clothes' like his mother had taught him to do. For a week before he left, Arthur was giving his son tutorials on how to do things properly. For example, how to properly put away his suits in a closet without wrinkling them, how to make up a bed and how to eat properly. Alfred, on the other hand, told him two things; No buying Japanese porn and no skipping out on meals to play games. He agreed to both.

After all the important things had been put away, he pulled out his laptop, headset, a library of games and collection of books. He set up his 'gamer's station' with ultimate care, arranging everything perfectly. Next he arranged his books nicely on his shelf, and then he put away his games in the same fashion.

Once he was done, he pulled out two framed pictures; one of the three of them, Arthur, Alfred and a young Albert standing in front of their house in London. The last was a picture of a younger Arthur and Alfred. Arthur looked annoyed, while Alfred looked extremely happy.

Once he was done with everything, he walked over to his desk, put on his headset, and began his gaming.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Kiku sat cross-legged at his heated table, reading glasses on, busy reading some papers. Slowly he raised his head and mumbled out loud;

"There are four teenagers in my house…" he slowly took off his glasses, then flipped out "How am I going to feed four teenagers?"

ヘタリア 2gen

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