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Visiting

M"America, what are you doing here? Oh, come in!" The girl said, she was wearing a mexican blouse and a skirt. Her hair was up in a loose bun.

America entered the house and saw Italy on the couch watching 50 shades of gray until he noticed America,

I"Hey Ame, how are you?" He said turning his head towards America,

A"Good. How are you?" He said as he was walking towards the couch

I"Been better, cops most caught me the other day,"

M"Oh im good thank you for asking" Mexico said sarcastically, America chuckled slightly and Italy just rolled his eyes,

M"Buy why are you here Ame?" Mexico said as she sat down on the couch, 

A"I have asked a new gang to become our allies," he said nonchalantly 

I and M"Who?" the both then glared at the other. Mexico and Italy's relationship was similar to a brother and a sister, they hate eachother bit will kill anyone who hurts the other.

A"The Slav's, you've heard of them right?

M"Wait. You got them to become our allies?!" Mexico said, not believing what she heard,

A"Yeah. I told them that it would benifit them sense we're from different continent's," 

I"That's amazing! Now we'll have even more power!" Italy said grinning. Italy is a very power-hungry person and will stop at nothing to get more.

Mexico just shook her head at Italy when there was another knock at the door,

M"I'll get it" she said as she got up and started to walk towards the door. She opened the door and saw Spain,

S"Hello! I hope I wasn't interrupting anything, but is Italy here?" He said grinning. Mexico turned her head around and yelled "ITALY YOUR BOYFRIEND'S HERE!" then turned her head around as she heard Italy "HE IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" he yelled in an angered tone. Mexico then looked at Spain that now had a frown on his face but quickly smiled when he realized Mexico was looking at him, Italy then arrived at the door and shooed Mexico away. After a while Italy yelled "bye" and left with Spain,

M"I don't understand why they don't go ahead and date" she said slightly annoyed

A"Maybe because of their work, being a gang leader isn't safe. You of all people know that" America said nodding his head towards Mexico's hand, it had many scars and burn marks scatterd all the way up to her shoulder. It was oddly quiet between the two, the movie had ended by now and Mexico was just staring at her hand, the memories flashed in her head. She remembered that day, it was all America's fault. She looked at America who was now scrolling through the movie options. She grabbed a knife from the kitchen and walked towards the couch, she held the knife right behind her back. America then said

A"Do you want to watch a specific movie?" he said turning his head around to look at Mexico, she immediately looked at the screen and said "Yeah, Fight club" she said walking back to the kitchen, the knife was infront of her to hide it from America,

A"If you're going to kill someone don't approach them slowly, you'll seem suspicious. Also a kitchen knife isn't the best choice of weapon, although I think you know that." He said as he got up from the couch,

A"I'll take my leave now. And remember Mexico, it wouldn't be wise to kill me. At least not yet." He said as he patted the gun around his waist as he opened the door and left.

Mexico sighed, she knew she pissed off America which isn't a good thing. She put the knife back in it's place and turned off the TV and went back into the kitchen to make her lunch, she was mad at herself for even thinking about killing America. She knew there would be a consequence to that action but she didn't know what.

America sighed when he shut the door, he knew Mexico didn't like him that much but to go as far as killing him, that seemed absurd. He did cause the damage to her hand but it wasn't the worst thing he had done, no. Nothing is as bad as the accident. Not even close. 

America arrived at his house and started to do paperwork, assassin's don't normally have paperwork but when you kill two extra people, it isn't exactly a slap on the wrist.

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For clarification Mexico's hand and the 'accident' are two seperate things.

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