~You and I were friends from outer space

Afraid of letting go~

Alfred stared at the man who had once been his caretaker. Somehow, along the course of history he began to be more of a fatherly brother and more of a forbidden love. Slowly, unknowingly, the feeling had crept in under America's radar. When he finally noticed what was going on it was too late to stop himself from falling head over heels for the stuck-up nation.

~The only two who understood this place

And as far as we know

We were way before our time

As bold as we were blind~

"We can't America. I love you; you are such a perfect little boy. But we can't. We can't hang out for a while. I need to go back to my country. My people need me. You can't be selfish enough to want me to abandon them, right?" Arthur just didn't get it. And he always said Alfred was insensitive and couldn't read people! Why couldn't the Brit realize that Alfred was in love with him? Why didn't he see it?

"As nations we can't! But as people we can! Why do you think we came up with human names? Not just so we could go out in public! But so we could live a life without ties to our countries!" Arthur thought over that for a moment, distracted. Seizing his chance, Alfred moved forward.

~Just another perfect mistake

Another bridge to take

On the way of letting go~

"Wait… I'm not sure we are on the same page. What are YOU talking about?" In answer, Alfred leaned in and kissed the Brit passionately. All of his thoughts were poured into the action. The American practically radiated love for the smaller country. The embrace of the younger country sent Arthur's mind spinning back to the past.

On the day he had left for too long, America had run up to him and begged him not to leave. Britain smiled and ruffled his hair, promising to return. Promising that he would miss him and love the young boy forever.

~This ain't good bye

It's just where love goes~

Arthur finally realized that his words had been truer than he thought. He did love Alfred, always had. Well, as the boy grew up it became less of a brotherly love and more of a lover love. But he knew it was taboo. They couldn't allow behavior like that; the world was chaotic enough as it was.

~When words aren't warm enough

To keep away the cold~

As Alfred pulled back, Arthur tugged him back and embraced the forbidden action, his actions speaking for him. Trying to portray his own love for the nation. He couldn't let the unspoken confession go unanswered.

~This ain't goodbye

It's not where our story ends~

Breaking away finally, gasping for breath, Arthur shook his head forlornly. Alfred opened his mouth to speak but the older man silenced him with a finger to the lips.

"America, love," The boy winced at the name of his country. "You know we can't. Even if we use human names, it doesn't change who and what we are. I still love you, and I always will. But we can't be together right now, as much as it pains me to say so."

~But I know you can't be mine

Not the way you've always been~

Alfred couldn't hold back any longer. Silent tears dripped down his cheeks, but he made no move to stop them.

"But maybe, in the future, we can find a way to love without our duties getting in the way." Watching his love break into tiny pieces broke Arthur's heart, but it had to be done. They couldn't engage in such frivolous activities, as much as both of them wanted to.

~As long as we've got time

Then this ain't goodbye~

Slowly, carefully, Arthur walked away from the broken nation. Alfred crumpled to the floor, his mind whirling with memories of the previous moments. His only true love had left him with nothing but a broken heart and a small shred of hope for the future.

Well... If you can't tell, this is a USUK songfic based on the song 'This Ain't Goodbye' by Train. I was listening to it the other day and all these ideas popped into my head. Thus, I created a series of songfics for the exact same song but different pairings. I hope you like them all! Please review and let me know what you think. Flames are welcome, they help me burn up calendars so I can use the excuse that I don't know what day it is so I don't have to go to school.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or the song This Ain't Goodbye. Sadly...

See y'all later!