Hey everyone, how's it going? For those who have been reading this story, it has been edited. This chapter is not to different from the original, just a few changes here and there. I hope you like it! :)

I don't own Hetalia/Nyotalia.

Asian Family

Yao Wang (China): Head of the Asian Family

Lien Nguyen (Vietnam): Wife of Yao

Sakura (Fem!Japan): Age 19, Eldest daughter of Yao and Lien

Mei (Taiwan): Age 17, 2nd daughter of Yao and Lien

Leon (Hong Kong): Age 16, Youngest son of Yao and Lien

Soo Jin Im (Fem!Korea): Mother of Yong Soo, aunt Ming and Shona

Viet Nguyen (Male!Vietnam): Older brother of Lien, father to Yong Soo, uncle of Ming and Shona

Yong Soo (Korea): Age 18, Son of Soo Jin and Viet

Shona (Mongolia): Age 21, eldest son of Kai (deceased)

Ming (Male!Taiwan): Age 17, youngest son of Kai (desceased)

Kai (Thailand) (deceased): Younger brother of Soo Jin, father of Shona and Ming

Mediterranean Family

Romulus Vargas (Rome): Head of the Mediterranean Family

Athena Karpusi (Ancient Greece): Wife of Romulus

Heracles (Greece): Age 21, Eldest son of Romulus and Athena

Lovino (Romano/South Italy): Age 19, 2nd son of Romulus and Athena

Feliciano (North Italy): Age 18, Youngest son of Romulus and Athena

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo (Spain): Age 23, adoptive son of Isabel

Isabel Carriedo (Fem!Spain): Younger sister of Romulus, adoptive mother of Antonio

Other: Sadiq (Turkey), Gupta (Egypt)

Germanic Family

Alaric Beilschmidt (Germania): Head of the Germanic Family

Gilbert (Prussia): Age 24, eldest son of Alaric

Ludwig (Germany): Age 20, youngest son of Alaric

Vash Zwingli (Switzerland): Age 18, 1st nephew of Alaric,

Lili Vogel Zwingli (Liechtenstein): Age 17, adoptive 1st niece of Alaric,

Roderich Edelstein (Austria): Age 27, 1st nephew of Alaric

Bella Peeters (Belgium): Age 20, 2nd niece of Alaric

In a seaside city lived two family businesses, the Mediterraneans and the Asians. For many generations, these families have been rivals.

The amount of rivalry between them varied through time. Sometimes they would just ignore one another and go on with their lives. Other times it got severe, and usually the chaos caused in the city was their responsibilities.

However, their relationship with one another was going to reach a level thought to be impossible.

City Streets

Shona yawned, sitting down on the bench outside of the store and twirling his braid with a bored expression. He looked over at Yong Soo, who was currently watering the plants outside with a hose.

"Yo Yong Soo, when's our shift over?" Shona asked his cousin. Yong Soo checked his watch. "In about twenty minutes, da-ze. In the mean time, you should probably go arrange the flowers or whatever you're suppose to be doing."

"Hey, it doesn't hurt to take a short break." Shona shrugged.

"It does when you take one every three minutes."

"We get to go home in about twenty minutes."

"There's a lot that can be done in twenty minutes, and sleep is not one of them."

"Okay, fine." Shona replied. "I'll start in about 5 minutes or so."

"And by that you mean never." Yong Soo rolled his eyes. He was about to exchange some more witty rejoinders, but Shona tapped him on the shoulder and pointed behind him, making him turn around. Two brunette boys in their late teens were walking down the street towards them.

"Aren't those Feliciano and Lovino Vargas, da-ze?" Yong Soo asked. Shona nodded. "Sons of Romulus Vargas, head of the Mediterranean family." He added, practically spitting the last two words.

A glint of mischief suddenly flashed in Shona's eyes. He got up from the bench and as the brothers walked past the store, Shona spat in their path, the duo barely missing it.

Lovino stopped in his tracks, angry hazel eyes looked up at Shona. "You spat at us." He said.

Shona smirked. "Well, next time learn to watch where you're going. Since you avoided it I guess that means you do have some intelligence."

"Excuse me?" Lovino replied, one of his hands starting to form in a fist.

"Isn't he part of the Asian family, brother?" Feliciano whispered to the older Mediterranean.

Lovino raised his eyebrows. I see, that explains a lot. Bastard's on purposely trying to piss me off. He cleared his throat, smirking the same confident grin Shona was wearing.

"Well, next time use the little intelligence you have and watch where you spit. Now if you'll excuse us…" He grabbed Feliciano's arm, "We have better things to do than talk to you." The two started to walk away. Yong Soo snickered a bit at his cousin before continuing to water the roses.

Shona walked a few steps toward Yong Soo. Then without warning, he grabbed Yong Soo's hands and pointed the hose toward the Mediterranean boys. Lovino and Feliciano hadn't walked very far, and ended up getting completely doused in water.

The shocked brothers turned around, looking down at their drenched bodies, then at the two Asians. Even though it was Yong Soo holding the hose, Shona's guffawing was a dead giveaway that he was the guilty one. "Shona!" Yong Soo shouted, being just as shocked as Lovino and Feliciano.

By now Lovino wanted to strangle Shona. "Has anyone ever told you how fucking annoying your laugh is, asshole?" he shouted, walking towards Shona. But before Lovino could lay a hand on him, he heard a voice call out his name.

Shona and Yong Soo turned around to see a man in his early twenties running toward their group. He had tan skin, curly brown hair and emerald green eyes that were currently filled with concern.

"Lovino!" he cried out once more. "Antonio…" Lovino whispered. Antonio ran up to Lovino's side, placing his hands on Lovino's shoulders. "Are you alright, mi tomate?"

A blush adorned Lovino's cheeks. "I-I'm fine tomato bastard, its just some water. AND DON"T CALL ME THAT IN PUBLIC!"

"Ah, lo siento." Antonio laughed. "I couldn't help it." He brushed some excess water droplets from Lovino's clothes. "So, what exactly happened here?"

"Toni!" Feliciano sniffed. "That big mean man over there sprayed us with water! It was really scary!" He pointed towards Shona. Antonio looked over at Shona, then back at Feliciano with a questioning look. Big man? Shona was about the same height as Feliciano and probably was only one or two years older.

Antonio nodded. "I see." He turned to Shona and Yong Soo. "Would you mind explaining why you did that?" The friendly green eyes had transformed into serious ones.

"Hey chill out dude." Shona said, not a least a bit afraid. "Like your little friend over there said, its just some water."

"Look," Antonio's voice was firm but calm. "I know our families don't get along, but that doesn't mean you can go around and harass others for no reason. I like to try the best to maintain peace between us."

"Peace? I hate that word, just as much as I hate you despicable Mediterraneans!" Shona raised a fist, aiming for Antonio's head. Antonio grabbed it and Shona's head, pinning him on the ground. Shona pushed him off and tackled Antonio.

Antonio whistled. "Oi, Sadiq! Gupta! Come back me up!" Around the corner came two other men, both Mediterraneans. They headed toward Antonio to aid him.

Shona knew he wouldn't be able to beat the three of them alone. He turned to Yong Soo. "Well? Don't just stand there!" Yong Soo nodded. He pulled out his cell phone and sent a text to other Asian members to come assist them.

In about a half hour, nearly all the Mediterraneans and Asians were gathered in the street, including the heads of the families, fighting with whoever and whatever that was near them.

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard.

Everyone stopped fighting and turned around to the source of the noise. Near the end of the street was a police car, and standing in front of it was a boy in his late teens with chin length blond hair and green eyes. He was holding a gun pointed towards the sky. Everyone recognized him as Vash Zwingli. He was a member of the Germanic family, which patrolled the streets of the city. Out of all the Germanics, Vash took his job the most seriously.

Vash took a few steps toward the crowd; the people standing near the police car parted to the side as if making a path for him. He glared at the people he passed. "All of you, drop everything in your hands immediately!" He commanded.

"You heard him guys." Antonio whispered to the members of his family who were now gathered behind him. They obeyed, for they did not want to mess with Vash and take a bullet to the face.

From the driver's seat of the police car emerged the head of the family, Alaric Beilschmidt. He walked over to Vash. "Thank you Vash. I'll take it from here." Vash lowered his gun with a slightly disappointed look, and headed back towards the car.

Alaric turned towards the crowd. "Mediterraneans! Asians! All of you come with me!"

Germanic Police Department

"This has become outrageous." Alaric said, resting his elbows on his desk, looking at the two family bosses, Romulus Vargas and Yao Wang, seated in front of him. "This has been the third time this month, and each time it was over small things that could've been resolved in other ways then violence."

"Mr. Beilschmidt, I'm truly sorry for this, aru. I'll be sure to talk with Shona, aru." Yao said.

"Very well." Alaric nodded in approval. "But, if something like this happens again whatever reason, I won't be as forgiving as I am this time. Understood?" Both Romulus and Yao nodded. Alaric stood up, gesturing towards the door. "You are now dismissed." Romulus and Yao stood up and exited Alaric's office, leaving for home in opposite directions.

Everyone hurried home, for they had to prepare themselves for a mutual event: A party hosted by Alfred Jones, one all the families of the city were invited to attend.

But Yao was going to yell at Shona first.

"Aiyah!" Yao groaned, pacing the living room floor. "I can't believe you managed to start a street fight by yourself aru, and while working! This isn't the first time you caused some serious chaos!"

Yao paused his pacing, looking at Shona, noticing the latter was only half-listening. "You made us look bad both to the Germanic family and the entire town! Do you want them to favor the Mediterreaneans?" He asked, raising his voice.

"Uncle, they were the Vargas brothers. You know how fun they are to mess with." Shona replied nonchalantly.

"Still, they were just minding their own business, they didn't give any reason for you to attack them like that."

Shona gripped the arm of the chair. "Yes they did. They're Mediterraneans."

"Look Shona." The anger in Yao's eyes ceased. He walked over and put a hand on Shona's shoulder. "I know the reason why you despise them so much, but you can't use violence recklessly like this. You should be glad you aunt's a pushover and lets these things go."

Shona suddenly stood up, smacking Yao's hand off his shoulder. "Well at least she understands why I would act like this!" He yelled, storming out of the room.

"Shona…" Yao called out. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. He knew he crossed a line that would have been best avoided.

Outside the living room entrance sat Yong Soo with his cousins Mei and Leon. The trio had already received minor lectures since they all participated in the fight. Now they were listening in on Shona's scolding, since Yao always saved the most severe one for last.

They watched as Shona walked down the hallway. "Wow…" Mei whispered.

"I'm, like, surprised his boss hasn't fired him yet." Leon said. "This has been, like, the second or third time he's done something like this."

"That's because she's more than his boss, da-ze." Yong Soo replied, winking. Both Mei and Leon gaped at him.

"What? It's true da-ze!" Yong Soo said. "There was this one time where I was going to the storage room to get more seeds and-"

But before he could finish telling his lovely little tale, Leon and Mei's mother, Lien, interrupted Yong Soo.

"What are you all doing sitting around for? You know what tonight is!" She grabbed Yong Soo and Leon's arms, making them stand up. "Go get ready." The two boys hurried off. Lien then turned to her daughter. "Mei, have you seen your sister?" she asked.

"I think she's in her room." Mei replied.

"Then go get her and bring her to me." Lien said. Mei nodded, heading down the hallway.

"Sakura! Sakura!" Mei called, wondering around the big house before reaching a room with traditional Japanese sliding doors.

She carefully slid the doors open, seeing a neatly made futon bed, some cherry blossom branches in a tall vase and a kotatsu with a laptop and manga books sitting on it. But no Sakura. She looked up, seeing doors at the back wall were open, leading outside to the garden completed with a bamboo forest in the back.

Standing under a cherry blossom tree was an Asian girl. She had straight, midnight black hair that reached the middle of her back, silver-tinted black eyes and pale skin. She was wearing a pink yukata with a purple skirt and holding a katana sword.

"Sakura!" Mei walked into the room and out the doors to her. The older girl looked up. "Yes, Mei?" She asked calmly.

"There you are!" Mei exclaimed. She grabbed Sakura's arm. "Mom wants to talk with you." She continued, dragging Sakura inside and then upstairs.

Mei opened the door to Lien's bedroom, where Lien and some other women of the family were getting ready. "Here she is Mom. I found her in the garden practicing her sword skills."

"At a time like this?" Lien sighed, standing up and walking over. "Sakura, you do know what tonight is, right?"

"Of course mother." Sakura replied. Lien walked her to a chair and sat her down in front of a mirror. "Tonight is an important night for you, I want you to look your best."

"B-but why?" Sakura asked.

"Tonight is the night your father and I will be picking a husband for you." Lien replied.

Mediterranean Residence

Romulus and his wife Athena sat in the living room, treating the injuries of the members that got hurt in the fight.

"Are you sure you can go to the party tonight, Antonio?" Athena asked as she wrapped gauze around Antonio's arm. A faint bloodstain seeped partially through the white fabric. "This wound is pretty deep."

"Estoy bien, aunt Athena. I was just stepping in for Lovi, no one bullies him like that and gets away with it." Antonio replied. Athena smiled as she finished bandaging her adoptive nephew's arm. "Thank you, Antonio. But next time give me a chance to kick some butt, okay?"

Antonio laughed and nodded. He was just about to leave when he was stopped by Romulus. "Antonio, have you seen Heracles today?"

"Last time I saw him he was going to the park this morning." Antonio replied.

"Knowing him, he's probably still there taking a nap." Romulus added. "It's a good thing he wasn't involved in the fight."

"Hey aunt Athena," Antonio sat back down. "Has something been bothering Heracles lately? He seems more, down."

"So even you've noticed…" Athena whispered, "He won't tell me about it, and it's making me worried!"

"I can try finding out." Antonio replied. "He may feel more comfortable talking with someone his age." Just as Antonio said those words, a messenger ran into the living room.

"Mr. Vargas! Heracles has returned!" reported the messenger.

Athena stood up and walked over to a balcony, her husband and nephew following her. The trio saw an olive skinned figure with a mop of chocolate brown hair walking down the street toward the mansion. Antonio turned to his aunt and uncle. "Well, looks like its time for me to work my magic."

"Okay, but don't come on too strong. Go easy on him." Athena said. Antonio nodded and bolted downstairs. He opened the door and stepped outside onto the driveway, hurrying over to Heracles.

"Afternoon, cousin." Antonio greeted. "And afternoon to you…Larry?" Antonio reached up to pet the cat that was perched on his cousin's head. Heracles nodded. The two began to walk back to mansion.

Antonio bit his lip, remembering what his aunt said about going easy. He took a deep breath, smiled and put his hand on Heracles's shoulder.

"So cousin, why so emo lately?"

From the balcony, Athena face-palmed herself. Romulus chuckled, "That boy sure is Isabel's son alright."

Heracles flinched at Antonio's comment, then looked away. Antonio blinked with confusion before realizing he did exactly what Athena asked him not to do.

"Hehe, sorry. But seriously Heracles is something bothering you? You can tell me about it, you know that. We're both men here, I might be able to help you!" Heracles looked back at Antonio. His cousin had trouble reading the atmosphere at times, but he was a good listener.

"…You know Elizaveta?" Heracles paused before speaking. Antonio nodded. "She's getting married to Roderich."

"So?"

"Well, that's why I'm upset. The girl I like is engaged and deeply in love with him. She's not shy about her feelings either, and seeing them together…it hurts." He finished with sorrow in his green eyes.

Antonio was somewhat stunned. Heracles spilled his feelings like this, or showed signs of defeat. He had always thought Heracles was someone who didn't let emotions get the better of him. Still, he had gotten Heracles to talk and was it wasn't something too bad.

"Well, she just wasn't the one for you." Antonio advised, trying to sound optimistic. "Try meeting some new girls, you may even tonight!"

Heracles's parents watched as a few more words were exchanged between the two guys before Antonio grabbed Heracles's arm and began dragging him toward the house.

"A girl huh?" Romulus said, resting his arms on the balcony railing, sighing dreamily. "Oh, I remember the first time I experienced heartbreak."

"Oh?" Athena asked, looking at her husband. Romulus nodded, staring at the twilight sky. "When I laid eyes on her, it must have been love at first sight! I immediately went up and worked my charm, expecting her to be putty in my hands. Instead she socked me in the stomach, calling me a pervert! Shock overwhelmed me! That was the first time a girl has done that…Uh, is something wrong, honey?"

"That's me you're talking about." Athena replied, rolling her green eyes. "Still don't regret that punch; it got rid of your womanizing ways. But anyways, it seems like the we already have a solution to Heracles's problem." She turned around just as Heracles and Antonio came up the stairs. She walked over to her son.

"Ah, Heracles! Can you come upstairs for a second? Your father and I want to tell you something."

"But why tonight?" Sakura asked as a straightening iron ran down locks of her hair.

"Well, tonight's party has all the families as guests, plus it's hosted by Alfred Jones. And you know how nearly every person he invites shows up." Lien replied. "So the more people show up, the more likely we will find someone."

"I know, but is this party really suited for that? Mr. Alfred's parties always seem to be…out of control." Sakura replied, remembering the last party she went to hosted by him. Some neighbors called the cops because Gilbert Beilschmidt drove his car onto their lawn and destroyed their mailbox.

"But they're always fun!" Mei snapped Sakura out of her thoughts. "Think of it as a way to socialize and make new friends. I always meet new people and have a great time at Mr. Alfred's parties, so why not you?"

Lien nodded. "Mei does have a point, Sakura. If you know someone or meet someone that you like, that'll be even better. Tell us if you do."

"But I'm-"

"-Afraid that no one will notice you?" Mei asked. She walked over to Sakura. Both girls peered into the mirror. "Look at you, you're such a cutie! You don't even need that much makeup, just some mascara and blush to add some color to your cheeks."

"You don't either, Mei." Sakura chuckled, watching her "fashionable" sister applied fake lashes with rhinestones and eyeliner.

"Just be yourself. It would be a shame if you pretended to be someone else when you're already amazing." Mei added, giving Sakura a hug. Sakura flinched slightly but hugged back. It was these times where Mei proved herself to be the best friend and sister anyone could have.

"I'm getting married?"

"Well, not exactly…" Romulus said slowly, "We just want you to meet her tonight. If you like her, then we can consider marrying you two."

"So, what do you say?" Athena asked, eyes gleaming with hope.

Heracles opened his mouth to answer, but through the open bedroom door stuck a tan hand holding a sign that said, "This is your chance amigo! Say si!"

"To be honest, I haven't thought about marriage that much, so this is quite shocking to me…" Heracles started, "But I…"

A hair curl and a hand holding a sign that said "God dammit just do it, cat bastard!" slid through the door crack.

"…But I would like to meet this girl." He finished. Athena clapped her hands together in approval.

"Wonderful! It's settled then, you two will meet tonight!" She stood up giving her son a gentle shove. "Go on, go get ready! The party will start soon!"

"What's this girl's name?" Heracles asked as he was guided toward the door.

"My, how could we've forgotten?" Romulus chuckled. "Her name is…"

Germanic Residence

Vash's thin frame lied stretched out across the leather couch. He closed his eyes, brow creasing slightly as he massaged his throbbing temples. The soft piano music from Roderich's piano floated across the room to his ears, soothing his migraine slightly.

"Vash, are you feeling alright?" Vash lifted his head slightly to see Alaric walking in the living room, some paper forms in hand.

"Work's just a bit busy, that's all." Vash said as Alaric sat down in the loveseat next to him.

"I think its great that you're working so hard, but I don't want you to put any unnecessary stress on yourself." Alaric replied, setting the forms on the coffee table.

"I'm perfectly fine, Uncle. Although it would be nice if those Mediterraneans and Asians would stop being so…chaotic about their rivalry." Vash muttered.

"You can skip the party tonight if you want, I know that you're not a big fan of them." Alaric suggested, sky blue eyes filled with concern.

"Oh no, he'll be going tonight. And there's no changing his mind." Roderich's fingers stopped dancing above the piano keys, ceasing the music. His violet eyes met Alaric's. "After all, its her who's meeting this guy. If anyone in this family needs to approve of this man, Vash is the first one."

"Lili!"

A young girl with large jade green eyes and chin-length blond hair turned around to the sound of her name and knocks on her bedroom door.

"Come in!" Lili chirped. The door swung open, bursting in a young woman holding a large pile of dresses. "Lili, which of these dresses do you like?" The woman asked, her soft golden curls bouncing as she entered Lili's bedroom, dropping the pile on her bed.

"Bella, where did all these dresses come from? You didn't rob the mall, did you?" Lili teased. Bella pouted playfully, "Well, excuse me for wanting you to look your best." She fake whined, causing both of the girls to laugh. Lili began scanning through the dresses, asking Bella for her thoughts.

"This one, Lili!" Bella pointed at the dress Lili was currently trying on. "I think it looks perfect on you! Do you like it?"

Lili twirled around, looking at her reflection in the mirror. "I do." Lili smiled. She stopped, facing Bella. "D-do you think big brother will like it?" She asked, a shade of pink spreading across her pale cheeks.

Bella rolled her eyes. "Of course Vash will like it! That boy's such a softie when it comes to you." She grabbed Lili's hand. "And that Heracles guy will like it as well. C'mon, lets go downstairs." She led Lili out the door into the hallway. Lili followed her cousin, only taking in the first half of what Bella said.

"Hey! What are you guys sitting around for? Did you all forget there's a party tonight?"

The three Germanics looked up to see what had interrupted their peace. A "oh dear lord" look spread across their faces when they saw an albino man with a yellow bird perched on his shoulder standing at the living room doorway.

"Gilbert, why do you always have to ruin everything?" Vash groaned.

"Screw you, Vash! You just don't know how to handle my awesomeness!" Gilbert replied, crossing his arms.

"If that's the case, then no does and ever will." Roderich added.

"For once I agree with that aristocrat." Said Vash.

"Boys, please." Alaric cut the arguing. "Lili's still getting ready, Gilbert, and you know why. It would make sense that she wants to look her best."

"Hey everyone!" Bella came into the room. Gilbert stepped inside the living room as Bella walked in. "Sorry to keep you waiting, but Lili's finally ready." With that she pulled the younger girl into the room for everyone to see.

Vash sat up as Lili walked in. She was wearing a dark red empire waist dress, a silk rose sewed on the waist. Around her neck was a pearl necklace and in her hair was the purple ribbon that Vash gave her when she first became part of the family.

Lili smiled innocently, taking a step towards her family. Gilbert wolf whistled. "Dang Lili, if you weren't my cousin and not meeting what's his face, I marry you in a heartbeat." A smirk formed on his lips, but was quickly erased when he felt the head of Vash's pistol on his temple.

"Don't talk about her in such a vulgar way." Vash warned. "Honestly, how did Ludwig grow up to be so well behaved with you as his older brother?"

"West just didn't take after my awesomeness, that's all." Gilbert replied, stepping away from Vash and the pistol.

"Well I'm sure as hell glad he didn't. Glad he didn't take after your looks either."

"Are you calling me ugly, mountain hermit?"

"So what if I am? I can spend hours telling you truths about yourself."

"Big brother?" Vash and Gilbert stopped bickering and turned to Lili. Lili took a step next to Vash. "How do I look?"

Vash took a moment to closely observe Lili. The dark fabric stood out against her light skin, giving off a mature aura and made the green color of her eyes brighter. The dress seemed to be made for her to wear it.

He cleared his throat. "You look like you're ready, Lili. Just remember to wear a sweater."

Gilbert scoffed, "Is that all you got to say Vash?" But Lili nodded her head, "I will. Thank you big brother."

"Well, since everyone is ready, let's head off to the party." Alaric said.

"ALRIGHT BOOZE!" Gilbert pumped a fist in the air. Everyone else sighed in unison.

Wow, I managed to fit my original three chapters into one :P

Anyone else excited for the 5th season of Hetalia? Who/what are you guys hoping to see? (For me, Adult Romano with Spain, the Asians and the Nordics XD)

Thanks for reading! Hoped you enjoyed it and R&R!