Strife!

[Mexico]

(sorry for the crappy title....)

Mexico smiled happily as she watched her long time crush Romano fromn the corner of her eye. She loved the way his hair shimmered so perfectly in the low light of the warehouse. She felt so lucky that he was here in this whole mess..

She blushed brightly and hid her face in a pillow. She hoped that no one would see her blushing red face....which included Spain....

Once again she looked up at Romano and squealed loudly and kicked her feet on the couch like a teenage girl in love...which techinally she was.....

Mexico wondered if Spain still loved the Italian like she did...but quickly pushed that thought away.

[Czech Republic]

From afar Czech Republic admired Romano a soft gentle look in her eye while a dreamy smile present on her face. In her hands she held a basket tied with a red ribbon and covered up by a white clothe. If one were to uncover it they would see that there were ripe tomatoes that she had grown all by herself just for that one special person in her life.

Yes it was Romano that she cherished dearly...the sweet Italian who came to defend her against Germany's verbal abuse. That day when she saw him unafraid and speaking his mind so clearly with no shame, a sudden spark filled her heart that continued to burn with each passing day. She loved everything about him, his beautiful silken hair with that oh so adorable curl, those amber eyes that burned like fire, she even loved his scowl thinking that it made him look so manly.

She had, had crushes before him. Yes their was Lithuania, France, and then England and a few others that she refused to ever mention to anyone. But that was when she was a child...this was when she was a young lady reaching the time of womanhood and knew deep down in her heart that she and Romano were made for each other!

If only she had the courage to ask him out on a date, to talk to him herself. But she just stood there admiring the gift of tomatoes still in hand before she would run towards him shove it in hands and run away scared. As it had always been.

[Mexico]

Mexico blushed deeply as Romano turned and walked way from the common room and leaving her there on the couch. She sighed deeply. She was always just an on-looker....ever since Spain brought the little Italian to one of his trips she would always look and never talk to him...Spain used to think it was adorable with her crush but that day eventually faded into fear when she gained her independence.....after that day the Spanish man became territorial over the itailan and never let her near him....

She buried her head in a pillow and sighed....she would never have the streangth to talk to Romano...

[Czech Republic]

She opened her mouth to say something when he left only to find that nothing would come out making her head sink low. She was such a coward. She could bring herself to opose her big scary cousin Russia but not even talk tot he man whom she was in love with. Things were so simple back in the day. If a woman liked a man she would simply write to him of her feelings of wanting to court them then naturally they'd accept and have a few dates. In these days it was more difficult to get a man being that their was more complications involving how to socially go about it.

Sighing eavily she walked over tot he couch and sat down setting the basket on the table as she pouted.

"Oh Romano...if only I was brave enough to say how I feel like you do..."

[Mexico]

Mexico's head popped up from the pillow. She heard something she didnt like....she looked around her and saw a girl she vaugley knew. Her name was Czech she thought....did she like the Italian like she did? She squinted her eyes and blinked a few times.

"Um...Czech?" She asked her in an unsure voice. She was kind of scared to fight against another girl...and didnt want to start anything at all but if she had a rival for love, someone was going to die...

[Czech Republic]

At the mention of her name Czech looked up and saw that was in fact sitting next to another female nation. She blinked a few times. She was so preoccupied that she she didn't even see that she was sharing a couch with someone. Suddenly her eyes brightened like fireworks. It always did her heart good when she was recognized...she spent most of her life being unknown and though was more recognized today, was still at times a blank slate for someone she met.

Of course was thankful that she was semi-known by other nations, her poor big sister Slovenia was so unknown that some didn't even know if she existed. She did not know this nation herself but was always interested in meeting other nations in hopes for alliances. Making sure that she was exactly an arms length (a common habit of Czechs when meeting someone new) she flashed a very polite and simply adorable smile that could almost anyone over.

"Yes I am Czech Republic," She offered her hand to her being very polite just as Austria had taught her. "Its a pleasure to make your acquaintance miss...?"

[Mexico]

"Mexico." She said in a irritated voice. Not many people didnt know of her....but she was ok with that..... She sat up a bit and asked uneasily. "Yes yes, do you...cómo se dice....like that red-headed Italian?" she asked a little quietly.

She hoped that the girl didnt like him at all....she didnt want to have to compete with anyone....(besides spain) for Romano....she liked everyone here way to much to want to fight. She gulped a bit and scratched the back of her head akwardly.

[Czech Republic]

Czech's face flushed into a blush that was as red as a tomato at Miss MExico's question. What kind of question was that!? She proceeded to play and fiddle with her scarf refusing to look up being that this was a touchy subject. Now only a few people knew of her crush...The three of them being Spain, Italy, and France who all encouraged her to be more open with it so that should gain confidence to win his heart. Well that was for France and Italy...with Spain it was a little rocky being that the Spaniard broke Romano's heart.

She bit her lip thinking it over and over again trying to make the words come out. All she needed to say was 'yes I am in love with him!' and that would be that yet it didn't come out that way...instead it came out as this;

"Wh--what that cocky little Italian! There is no way that I like him!"

'Big fat liar.' She told this to herself over and over and over again like a broken record.

[Mexico]

Mexico smiled widly and sat up even more. "Ah ha! Si si. He is a cocky little Italian...but....i have to say....he did steal my heart...." she blushed lightly and looked down slightly at the pillow that was still on her lap. She had never told anyone about her feelings before...but now that she did it felt really good....after what seemed like centuries of liking him it felt good to say it outloud to anyother.

"B-But dont tell anyone please! I-ive never really told anyone that before...." Mexico said in an akward voice. She didnt want anyone to find about about her little crush.

[Czech Republic]

Czech suddenly went pale when she heard Mexico's confession. She didn't like the idea of someone else liking her Romano. Out of all the European nations she loved him the most...so hard working and so modest about it. She had seen him get flustered when Miss Belgium would talk to him and could be seen even laughing and smiling with her. Every time she saw a display like that it broke her heart piece by piece.

However she was not about to say ow she felt now that she had told Miss Mexico that she didn't like Romano! That would ruin her credibility tremendously. And a nation was only as good as their reputation. She heard her request that she wouldn't tell and decide that it would be best to do so knowing very well hard hard it was to tell others the way you felt about someone you liked very much.

"Of...Of course I won't tell." She gave an encouraging smile. "It'll be our little secret...and just to show that I won't I'll tell you a secret of my own." She looked over she shoulder then to the left then to the right then leaned into the ear of Mexico to whisper.

"When I was a pre-teen I took a picture of France and England when they were taking a bath...I still have it in my sewing box."

Her face burned red as she pulled back. She had never told anyone that before...not even France and England knew of the picture! But she had to admit that she got a kick out of it every time she saw it when a teen!

[Mexico]

Mexico nodded and was suprised to hear that picture....she gasped a bit. "Que?" She said a bit loudly. She quickly covered her mouth and looked back to her new found friend. Well, she wanted to think of the girl nation as a friend now. "England? And France? A-are you serious?" she couldnt believe that! Of coarse she didnt know the two countries to well but still! They always seem like they hated eachother!!!....well this was years and years ago so maybe things were diffrent back then.

"C-could I see it?" Mexico asked a little quietly. She would love that picture soo much. She would have a bit of black mail on the two now...thats always helpful~but no, she couldnt do that really, she wasnt going to tell a secret of her friends...

[Czech Republic]

She look dover her shoulder cautiously being very, very paranoid now. If England and or France ever saw it they would kill her without any such remorse (Well either that or France would want a copy). She nodded at her question.

"Yes I know its hard to believe but I've known those two for a very long time! And this was a day when they were visiting my brother's hot springs and France dragged England into a bath with him because he told him he was 'too stuffy to relax and have a good time'.

Her eyes brightened at her next question. It had been so very long since she had gazed at it...and she had never to this day shown it to anyone! She felt as though she could trust Miss MExico with it so without a single thought of the consequences she stood up.

"Wait right there! I'll be right back!"

After the course of 5 minutes she was back from the bunks where her large sewing box laid. She looked over the room one last itme to make sure that no one was near then produced a black and white photo from behind her back. On the picture you would of see both England and France naked in a hot springs France washing England's back very happily with his usual pervert grin on his face while England with a leg crossed sat their and lectured him. Oh what a glorious day of victory that was.

She handed it over to Miss Mexico grinning from ear to ear. "Take a look at this..."

[Mexico]

Mexico couldnt believe her eyes....there they were.....sitting uncomfortably in a bath.....she didnt know what to think or do so she just stared with an open mouth and wide eyes. She looked back up to Czech and smiled a bit and giggled like a little school girl who had just seen or done something naughty.

"Oh God!" She said with a smile and she squealed a bit. She had to admit those two made a cute couple but she already knew that America was with England. "They do make a cute couple dont you think?" She asked a bit curiously. She wondered if they were a couple once apon a time because she coupld see the chemistry but maybe something happened to tear them apart. She shrugged a bit and looked back up to Czech and smiled again.

"How on earth did you get that?" Mexico asked curiously.

[Czech Republic]

The cautious girl kept looking over her shoulders...she did not want anyone else hearing this rather unladylike conversation. She looked up at the 'cute couple' comment and gave a silent smile and a nod.

"You know as kids I use to always tease them that they were going to get married! We'd even play pretend weddings!"

She remembered back with a warm smile at the thought of those days when she could easily threaten the two and got them to do whatever she wanted. They got her back for her teasing later in life and became her tormentors. Such a vicious cycle.

"How on Earth did you get that?"

She heard the curiosity in her voice and was fast to comply to the question with an answer.

"Well it was the mid 1800s when my brother Slovakia invited France and England over to our house in order to discuss me and my brother's desire to join together and make our own independent Nation. Being that they were old friends we had a feeling that maybe they would help us out of the goodness of their hearts.

They were a little...hesitant and thats when Slovakia decided we needed some dirt on them. So he took them to his hot springs and let them have one to themselves while I sat perched up in a tree with one of those old, old camreas during that time and took the picture.

We were planning on using it against them but they unexpectantly decided to support us in our little mission for independence! So the picture was of no use except for a few nostalgic memories..."

She glowed when looking at them like that her face flushing.

"You have to admit though they are soooo handsome. England and his sexy english accent with that punk hair cut...and France's voice when he whispers in your ear as well as his lovely crystal blue eyes..."

She started to fangirl out at the thought of them. It had been so long since she had fangirled out over those men! And to be honest she enjoyed fangirling especially with someone else.

[Mexico]

Mexico nodded. She knew EXACTLY what the girl was talking about!!

"Si si!!!!" she said with a wide smile. "England's voice is very...sexy...." she blushed lightly and looked down. "I used to watch him from afar sometimes~"

She quickly looked back up and widened her eyes. "D-dont tell him I said that!!! I-I dont think it would end well if he found out that i used to do that to him....America wouldnt like it much either...." Mexico shook her head and found out she was rambeling a little bit more then she liked to have......

"U-uh anyways! Who else do you think is cute? Personally I like the way Russia looks when he's around flowers and things! It makes him look like an adorable little puppy to me!!" She said with a small smile and a light blush. She liked talking about these things with another girl.