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"Stay away from me! I know aikido!!" I quickly stood up and held my hands up in defense mode. It's true, I know aikido, Maria thought me.

"Owww~" he sat on the ground while bending his (now aching) back. "I didn't do anything chica!" He whined while groaning and rubbing his back.

"Yes you did!! You touched me!!" Ok, that sounded wrong-

He smirked while looking at me with mischief in his eyes, "Oh~ I haven't even started yet bella~"

I'm pretty sure my face is beeting red right now. See, he's as bad as he is before!! He hasn't change at all!! "You- you perv!!"

He let out a low chuckle, "I was only kidding chica~ well, unless you want to~"

I groaned and stomped my way to him and smacked him. Then I went back home. Great. And here I thought I'd have a great day.

Sorry, but it's his fault.

*Spain*

"BWAHHAAHHAHAHAHHAHA"

I covered my now throbbing eye with my hand as my friends laugh their butts off. I glared at them and spoke through my gritted teeth, "Will you just get me some ice."

Then they started rolling on the floor while clutching their stomach. I groaned and stomped my way to the kitchen, getting the ice myself. I put the ice on a towel and placed it gently on my eye. I returned to the living room to find them wiping their tears of joy. "PFFTT- BWAHAHHAHAHAHA"

I groaned and slumped on the single couch with the eyes on my eye. After a good 10 minutes of laughing, they finally stopped, but still chuckling here and there. "Ohonhonhonhon~ you szhould've szeen that coming mon ami~"

"Yeah, ve all know that Maria is good at boxing and other sports stuff~ keskeskeskeskes, I can't believe a girl just beat you ass~" he let out his obnoxious laugh.

"Well, I can't lay a finger on a girl you know, especially if I like the chica." I gently removed the ice, "Does it still look bad?" I looked at them, and for a moment they stayed quiet. Debating whether they should tell the truth or not.

"Vell, it's still black but-"

"You don't look that bad, mon ami-"

"Yeah, I mean it could work if you just vear your sunglasses-"

I sighed and gently placed the ice on my eye. "Nevermind.."

They looked at me with genuine concern while I closed both my eyes, trying to ignore the pain of my eye. "Vhy do I feel like that frau (woman) hates you?"

"Ouais (yeah), dis you do szomething to her that we do not know about?"

I shook my head, "I only helped her out, then she just ignores me.."

They looked at each other, "Maybe Maria knows?"

"Oui, szurely her soer(sister) would know~"

I thought about it for a moment, then fished my phone and dialed Maria's number. It rang three times before she finally answered.

"Hello?"

"¡Hola chica!" I greeted her cheerfully while I turned on the speaker, because my friends kept on poking me. I placed the phone on the coffee table as her voice shot through the phone.

"Kuya Antonio!! How are you?" (I just made Antonio Maria's sister, ok?)

"I'm alright chica, listen I've got a question..."

"Go on then-"

"It's about your friend (Y/N)-" we heard a groan on the other side, "Did she do something again? (Y/N)!!" She shouted to (y/n) [I just made it small guys, it's hard, hehhe..] I quickly answered her, "No! No no, of course not." She sighed, then stopped for a moment, "You didn't do anything right~?" We shivered as we felt her dark aura, "No!"

Then Francis sighed and picked up the phone muttering 'this is taking too long' "Bonjour ma chérie~" Maria was about to speak when Prussia cut her off and spoke first, "Vhy is (y/n) angry at Antonio, frau." France glared at Prussia for being rude to a girl, I suppose.

The other line was quiet, France was about to look at the screen when Maria sighed, "I guess I should tell you then.."

Tell us what? We glanced at each other as we waited for Maria. "But... please don't get angry kuya Antonio" my eyes widened but I answered her with a, 'I won't'

"You see-" she sighed, "She doesn't like you because.. because of what you did..?"

"What I did??"

"What you did.... to me.... before...."

My heart dropped. And I swear you could hear a pin drop in the room. My friends' eyes widen as they looked at me.

"I explained to her everything!! That you've already changed! And that what happened before shouldn't matter anymore. And that your one nice, but she just won't listen. Trust me, it's not only you. Even Alfred."

We didn't answer, none of us spoke even when Maria said hello again and again. In the end, she ended the call. We sat in silence for minutes, feeling the air around us, so heavy. It was at the thought of years ago that makes us like this everytime.

I forced a smile, "It's already getting late guys! We should probably go to sleep!" I faked a yawn as they smiled and bid their goodbyes, as I was about to lock the door France stopped and smiled softly at me, "I will help you get her mon ami." He patted my shoulder, "I'll help you get her." That was the most serious I've ever seen France. And he's not serious all the time.

I locked the door once they're out of sight and then went to the kitchen. I grabbed some glass of milk and sat on one of the seats. Anger starts to boil in the pit of my stomach. She doesn't even know me. I frowned and stared unknowingly to my glass of milk. But as I thought about her more. I suddenly realized that I don't know her that much either. Maybe my heart was just playing with me whenever it goes crazy when she's around. Maybe I don't like her after all. Maybe I was hallucinating when I saw how her hair looks so soft. How here eyes looked so brown. And how her lips looked so luscious. I cursed to myself as I felt my stomach churning at the thought of her. I drank my milk and got changed for the night. I'll just sleep it off.

Maybe. Just maybe. I don't like her after all.

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