i"Ah, England! France is trying to steal me again!" America giggled, running through the halls. England turned around and smiled, holding a cup of tea in his hands. America hugged around his legs, and England reached down to pat his head.

"It's alright, America," England smiled, placing his tea on a small table in the hall. America giggled and reached up, hugging England around the neck./i

"Oi! England! Are you listening to me?" America waved his hand in front of the other's face, who was clearly day dreaming. America looked around the small hall of the building. iStrange, I don't know why he wanted me to come here with him.../i America's thoughts were interrupted when England's hands wrapped around his waist, his eyes still closed, off in another land.

America's face quickly became red, and he put his hands on the other's shoulders. "ENGLAND!" He shouted, pushing at his shoulders. The other's eyes snapped open and he looked up into America's eyes, which quickly narrowed. "What are you doing with your arms around my waist?"

England's eyes widened and he blushed, panicking slightly. "Uhm, I..."

"Eh? Your face is all red again. Have you been drinking?" America brought his face closer, looking into England's eyes. England turned away, shaking his head. America frowned and brought a hand to England's cheek. "Hmm...you're a little warm...maybe you should just sit down?"

England clenched his eyes shut, shaking his head more. "N-no, I'm fine..."

America shrugged, "If you say so," He paused, "Would you let go of me now?" He laughed slightly.

England nodded, and blushed, crossing his arms across his chest. His eyes were downcast, and he chewed on his lip.

Joking, America poked him lightly. "Aw, is somebody sulking?" He asked, chuckling.

"Say "England" like you use too..." He spoke quietly, barely audible above America's joking.

America stiffened and turned around. "What did you say?"

Tears streaked down his face, and he spoke louder. "S-say "England" like you use to."

"What?" America frowned, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes. "England...I'm not a kid anymore, nor am I your little brother...I'm my own nation now..."

England looked up, tears streaking as he clutched his chest. "But...p-please..."

America shook his head, putting his glasses back on. "I'm not iyours/i anymore..." He said as he turned towards the door.

England looked up, his vision blurry from tears as he took a deep breath and reached out for the jacket that was slowly getting smaller. "A-alfred...Please..."

America sighed, annoyed. "What Arthur?" He asked as he turned around. England reached out and wrapped his arms around the other's neck, burying his face in his shoulder.

"Don't leave." He whispered.

America blushed, struggling with his words. "Arthur...I...I..."

England sobbed into his shoulder. "Alfred...Please..."

Still blushing, and a bit frustrated, America put his hands on England's shoulders. "A-arthur!" He looked at the others face, placing on hand on his face and wiping away a few tears. England placed his hand on top of the others, whispering his name once more. Sighing lightly, America held England tightly. "When will you accept it? I'm not yours anymore..." He ran his thumb over the other's cheek once more, before bending down and whispering in his ear, "Good-bye, Arthur."

England reached up and grabbed the 'Hero's head, gripping his hair. He pulled down the other's face, kissing him. "Kono yaro..."

America's eyes close as he wraps his arms around England, not pulling away. England eventually did, resting his head on America's shoulder again, his eyes closed, a smile painted on his face. America licked his lips, stroking England's hair tenderly.i I forgot how much...I missed him.../i