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World Peace Tournament	By : Akikazehana Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do neither own Hetalia or Power Axis Hetalia and this fanfic will leave me as broke as I was before

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- 2-Day 2 - Morning
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Day 2 - Morning

When Matthew woke up, he felt the weight of somebody half-laying on him and especially cutting off the bloodstream in his arms with what seemed to be a head. Although the inconspicuous country was as farsighted as one could possibly be, after a few seconds he recognized the feel and the scent of the person who had sneaked into his bed during the night for he was absolutely sure that he hadn’t brought anyone in. With a little groan he turned onto his back, his arm still trapped, and said:

“Alfreeeeeed… you’re killing my arm…”

His older brother mumbled something incomprehensible and hurled himself into a ball, freeing the pained limb. Matthew stood up and searched for his glasses, what wasn’t very easy for he couldn’t see anything and couldn’t really remember where he had put them. When they were finally on his nose, he looked at the sleepy figure of his older brother and sighed. Alfred had taken up the bad habit of randomly sneaking into his bed when he felt like it and the Canadian man wasn’t really sure what he should think of this habit although he had to admit while blushing that it sometimes felt quite good to wake up next to someone. But still, he wondered what could have driven the independent mind into his company. After a look on his watch he decided that it was time to get up and opened the curtains to let the gentle morning sun flood the room. While the fresh morning breeze brought new life into the stale air of the room, Matthew leaned over Alfred and shook his shoulders.

“Wake up, Alfred… it’s time!”

“Nnnnnnnh… 5 minutes…”

“Alfred…”

Sheepishly the aquamarine blue eyes opened and stared unfocussed into his sapphire irises. Just as Matthew wanted to pull away, pretty sure that Alfred was awake, two hands suddenly cupped his face and brought him down for his lips to mingle with those of his brother. Completely surprised the soft blonde couldn’t put up any defense and was invaded in a second. After a second he just decided to play along and enjoyed the kiss. The foreign tongue mapped his mouth with sweet tenderness before inviting him with caresses to inflict the same upon the other. When their lips parted after this surprising but enjoyable moment, Alfred grinned widely at his younger brother and said:

“Good morning, Matthew.”

The soft blonde sighed and poked a finger against the forehead of the one still lying on the bed.

“Good morning yourself, Alfred…”

Then he turned around and began to get dressed while his brother sat up and looked around the room. When Matthew was topless, he grinned again and said, almost sounding too happy:

“Ne, we haven’t done ‘it’ in a while, right?”

The soft blonde blushed and mumbled something like ‘Yeah, maybe…’ while hastily turning around and finishing getting dressed. The two of them occasionally got together by chance and did something that Alfred called ‘having fun’ which usually ended in the two of them having sex. They weren’t in love, they were perfectly fine with regarding each other as brother, it was just that they were pretty much on their own on their continent and so the choice in partners for a bit of sensual pleasure without restraint wasn’t very big. Quebec should have been his regular partner but at the rate of ‘off’ overweighting the ‘on’ in their on-off-relationship of two parts of the same country Alfred was the much easier partner to deal with so Matthew had found himself once or twice calling up his elder brother to come over.

The Canadian man turned around and found Alfred still sitting on his bed, having not moved an inch at all. Matthew frowned and asked:

“Oh yeah, why the hell were you in my bed this night?”

Alfred looked like he had to think about his reason when he suddenly became pale and was blue with fear.

“T-T-There was a G-GHOST in my room…”

“Really?”

“I swear!!! I had just unpacked and went away for a second and when I came back… my clothes HAD DISAPPEARED!!! And a pen floated right past me in the hallway!!!”

Matthew looked at the little heap of a momentary scaredy-cat and thought:

‘Should I be offended that he didn’t see me or should I tell him that it was me? Mah, might as well let him suffer until breakfast… just this once…’

The Italian brothers had just stepped outside for a little morning walk around the park after finishing their breakfast when a young girl in a red dress swooned past them on a little scooter. Their Casanova-genes immediately acting up they followed her to her parking spot where they recognized Lilly after she took off her helmet.

“Lilly-chaaaan!”

The girl waved at the twins as they came closer.

“Good morning, … Italies?”

Feliciano laughed and Lovino said with a slight pout:

“This guy there is Feliciano and I’m Lovino…”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know your names…”

“No problem, Lilly-chan.”

The girl almost stared at them and right before Lovino wanted to ask if there was something on their faces, she said absentmindedly:

“Feliciano’s is on the left and Lovino’s is on the right… Feliciano left, Lovino right…”

“Ah, you mean our curls?”

The girl blushed, noticing that she had spoken her thoughts out loud and nodded. While Feliciano began to ask her various things, just wanting to be friends with everybody, the impersonation of Southern Italy looked at her scooter before suddenly saying:

“Lilly, you should have a vespa!!! All pretty girls need a vespa, not this inelegant thing here!”

The girl’s cheeks were redder that a tomato and she stuttered:

“B-But it was a birthday present from the cantons of Switzerland… and nii-sama has spent so much time repairing it each time I’ve driven it into scraps of metal…”

“Nii-chan, you can’t be so rude to Lilly-chan!”

“My bad, I’m sorry… I just like bikes and this poor guy over here makes me cringe… can you give it to me for a free afternoon? I’ll make a beauty out of it…”

The blushing girl seemed hesitant so Lovino added:

“I’ll paint it red and blue… and add a red heart with a white cross in it, how does that sound, Lilly-chan?”

Suddenly the girl seemed only too eager to lend him her bike. The three of them, Lilly hooking into their arms in the middle, made their way back to the big house as it was time to get together in the main auditorium. Feliciano noticed the obvious lack of the small girl’s usually so protective brother and asked:

“Where’s Vash? It’s rare to see you two not together…”

“Nii-sama took a plane last night to New York to personally make sure that we get this promise about never being bothered by our governments again on paper… he won’t be back for the day.”

“So who’s going to lead us today?”

“I will do it! I can’t let anyone put shame to the Swiss hospitality!”

“Haha, work hard, little girl… by the way, your ribbon’s falling off.”

The blond girl just grabbed the blue silk ribbon in time before it fluttered to the ground. She looked around for a mirror, an almost desperate expression on her face. Lovino took pity – he found it hard to be mean to girls – and said:

“Wait, I’ll tie it back up for you…”

“Uhm, I’m terribly sorry… only nii-sama can do that… but thank you very much for your kind offer…”

The southern Italian looked at her and smirked as he thought:

‘Not only the brother has a sister complex, the sister has a brother complex as well? I absolutely must see them once while they think they’re on their own, that’d be hilarious…’

“What do I do now… there’s no time left and I don’t have any pockets…”

Feliciano smiled at her and said:

“Want me to tie it around your wrist? You won’t lose it that way…”

The shy girl nodded and held out her right wrist and the blue ribbon. With all of his Italian gentleness the usually so goofy man almost tenderly made a nice bow before patting her on the head while saying:

“There you go, Lilly-chan… I look forward to your moderation today.”

The girl blushed again – how many times could that girl blush in a few minutes? – and nodded. On the hallway to the main hall they met a pouting Alfred who seemed to walk alongside… nothing? Only when Lilly greeted the empty space next to American man with:

“Good morning, Matthew-san!”, a man seemed to appear out of thin hair, freaking out the two Italies.

“A ghost!!!”

It took Lilly much longer than Arthur and Vash to calm down the rowdy bunch, though it was probably those sitting in the first row noticing the small girl desperately calling out and waving for silence and out pity starting to pass the word to shut up. Finally it was silent and everybody looked at the girl barely making it over the speaker’s desk.

“Uuhm, good morning everybody, I hope you had a good night of rest… For those that don’t know me, I’m Liechtenstein, or Lilly Vogel, and today I’ll be leading this assembly because nii-sama is visiting the UN assembly to get their promises officially on paper… he’ll be back tomorrow…”

The assembled nations clapped politely until the blushing girl asked for silence again.

“Nii-sama asked me to ask one of you to help me up here… does anyone want to do this with me?”

“Bien sure, ma Chérie…”

In a blink of eye Francis was at her feet and offered her a rose. In her surprise the small girl jerked and hid behind the speakers’ desk before catching herself while the audience either puffed in hilarity or shook their head at the notorious pervert Francis.

“I’m sorry, Francis-san… nii-sama especially told me not to partner up with you…”

“Then take the awesome me!!!”

Seemingly out of nowhere the former country jumped down on the stage and posed as victorious hero. Lilly just looked at him, a little shock in her expression before finishing her sentence:

“… or with Gilbert-san.”

While the two defeated countries trotted back to their places, the others began to see the threatening aura of the young girl’s adoptive elder brother looming over her with the definite promise of hell if they did anything to her. The eagerness to assist immediately dropped. After a few seconds of complete silence a hand was raised and a calm and gentle voice said:

“I’ll do it.”

“Thank you, Toris-san…”

The Lithuanian man quickly came up while Lilly announced the first agenda item of the day:

“As a first we’ll just view the video from yesterday and if everybody thinks that it’s ok, we will give it to the messenger…”

After they had done so and the whole assembly had voted the video to be alright despite the flashy anime-effects Kiku had added in, Toris took the DVD and walked out of the hall, coming back after a few minutes with the same dispatch case as the day before. The hall was filled with murmurs as the soft-spoken couple quickly went through the few envelopes containing their tasks. Some countries knew that it was unlikely that they’d be called up for they contributed to no big conflict in this world, others already tried to guess at what they’d possibly have to do. Lilly tapped against the micro before announcing with her shy voice resounding through the hall with the audience that was immediately silent:

“Thank you for your patience, Toris and I have finished going through those tasks. There’s one task which will be announced today but they go on for two weeks, two tasks for today and one for tonight… I will now read the first task:

‘The question has to who is the most artistic one has unconsciously risen some rivalry in Europe. To soften these, we would like for Austria, Italy and France to decide who is the most skilled in arts by a little contest of art. The contestants have two weeks time. The conditions are the following:

-        One painting of at least 70 x 50 cm and at most 3 x 2 m

-        One piece of music of 7 minutes

-        One statue representing one of your former or actual allies

The pieces of art will be presented to the whole assembly and judged by a popularity vote.’

That was the first task. If any of you three have a question, you can come to me later on and read the task again.”

The assembly was silent. They had expected something more… urgent? Just as a few wondering murmurs began to hush through the hall, Francis turned around to the two Italy brothers that happened to sit behind him and said with a supposedly sultry voice:

“I don’t mind if the two of you come crying in my arms after you lose against my sense of beauty… I’ll comfort you with all my love…”

Feliciano looked like he hadn’t completely understood the whole situation and just smiled over at Ludwig who tried to stare burning holes at the stage but Lovino answered, his voice having the dark timbre of mafia:

“You must have become senile, you perverted old fart… I guess you forgot all about the origins of those many masterpieces you’re hording in the Louvre… pray tell me… who drew the Mona Lisa?”

“That is old art, little runt… modern art is demanded nowadays… and most of modern art started in France…”

While Lovino and Francis began to throw names of famous artists from their countries at each other until those around them had to shut them up by force, Elizabeta leaned over to her ex-husband Roderich who was quietly sipping on his coffee as if none of this concerned him and asked:

“How are you feeling about this task?”

“Hm, I didn’t know there was any rivalry between the three of us since it should be obvious that I’m the winner, no matter what.”

“SHUT UP YOU NOBLE PRICK!!!”

That was the answer from his two opponents that had somehow heard him over the whole hall. The battle of stares they fought was so intense that even Ivan felt like backing off until Roderich suddenly said with a smile over his cup:

“Please sit down you two uncultivated, unsophisticated brutes… can’t you see you’re scaring our cute Lilly-chan to death?”

The two of them looked up to the stage where the young girl, blue with shock, was hiding behind the gentle Lithuanian man, and as their womanizer genes commanded them, they sat down after trying to comfort the girl that was still hiding behind her partner for the day. When the audience was again silent, Toris took the next task and held it up.

“This task is for China and Russia… it demands of you two to set up a contract in which Ivan-san will confirm that he will stop asking Wang-san to become one with Russia while Wang-san will promise Ivan-san to cooperate more in terms of economy and culture… you two have time to set up this contract until five when you will sign it in front of the camera with two chosen countries as witnesses… if you need any separate rooms to work this out, Lilly-san will show you around here… is that fine with you?”

The two big countries looked at each other and nodded with a sigh, one doing so because of regret and the other because of relief. This time understanding murmurs went through the audience, many of them glad to see the possibility of an overly strong Russian-Chinese alliance being destroyed. Lilly had recovered enough so she took the next envelope and called for silence again.

“Now for the second task of today… I’ll have to ask of Kiku-san to come up here since its content is supposed to stay a surprise until it’s revealed later on…”

The shy Japanese man came up and with an honorary bow took the letter. He quickly read it and as his eyes trailed over the writing he became pale before blushing profusely.

“D-Do I really have to do t-this?”

He looked almost desperately at the young blonde girl who answered with an apologetic smile:

“I’m sorry, if it’s written on there, you have to do it…”

“And it’ll be filmed???”

“Yes…”

“There goes my pride…”

The small man with black bob walked down the stairs as if he had lost a great battle and went back to his own seat, spreading a gloomy aura. The others looked curiously at him, wondering what he could possibly have to do to make him this desperate until Toris cleared his throat.

“Hrm, I’d like to announce the last task which will be done after dinner tonight… this concerns again Russia and Germany. The UN wants you two to have a drinking contest and the first one to give up has to be the first one to forgive the other both World Wars, the other will follow suit.”

“That’s not fair!!!”

Everybody looked at Ludwig who had stood up after punching the table. The tall blonde pointed at the Russian who looked quite surprised at this task and the reaction of his opponent.

“This guy is RUNNING ON VODKA!!! Hell, I would even bet on his blood being already pure vodka… How am I supposed to have a chance at beating him?”

Some countries just laughed, others nodded at the German’s reasoning. Lilly and Toris seemed to discuss this quietly until suddenly Gilbert yelled out into the hall:

“Hah, don’t be a pussy, Ludwig! With me, the awesomeness incarnate, you can’t lose!!!”

While most of the countries had had to close their ears at the loud voice of the former country, Lilly took the microphone from Toris’s hands and said with a gentle smile:

“Well… if we let both Ludwig-san and Gilbert-san participate and Ivan-san drinks something stronger than vodka while the two of you stay on the level of vodka, it should be alright?”

The two German brothers and Ivan looked at her until the pale giant asked with a dangerously rejoicing gleam in his eyes:

“There’s something stronger than vodka?”

“Yes… it’s a Swiss brand of hard liquor of vermouth that has between 45 and 85% of alcohol… we should have enough stock on that to get even Ivan-san drunk.”

“I’m looking forward to tonight…”

The dark waves of aura oozing out from the Russian were just as effective as Lilly’s gentle smile to drive everybody out of the hall for a day either filled with idling around, setting up contracts, creating artworks or doing whatever mystery the UN had commanded.

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