"There`s your little moment." I smiled and it felt perfect.

I awoke with a smile on my lips. I was back in my old bed, at home on my islands. The last three months of school had flown by. Wales graduating, England and I arguing, kissing, everything. The summer was lonely ad difficult to get through. But I was so excited, today was the last day of summer vacation. It had been two months since I saw him last. Tomorrow would be absolutely wonderful, I knew it. I slipped into a bathing suit and ran down to the beach which was already warm, I ran down the boat dock all the way to the end and dove in without pausing. The crystal clear saltwater felt so good. A few fish gathered around me and I said hello to them. "I get to see Arthur tomorrow." I giggled happily to an exotic fish who`s tail tickled my leg.

When I was done swimming I went into town, I went to a bar where I got served without getting carded and drank my margarita. Yeah, illegal whatever. I told the lady at the market whom I had become pretty close to about how I would see him, I told the girl my age next door, I told my pet bird. No one knew that I was a nation, just that I went to a boarding school far away, no one got why, but no one bothered to ask anymore.

I was so excited I couldn`t sleep. But eventually I did, I dreamt of what would happen when I saw him tomorrow. I smiled in my sleep again.

My alarm went off and I flew out of bed, ate a quick breakfast, grabbed my pre-packed bag, and ran out the door. I had never been so excited to go to school. On the plane I was so jittery the woman beside me asked if something was wrong.

I arrived at the gates just in time to join the mass of students flooding in through them. Lilli, Elizaveta and I all joined in a group dropping our luggage on the grass beside us.

"You both know Vash right?" Lilli asked.

"Heard about him, Arthur`s always talking about how he dropped out." I said.

"Same." Hungary claimed.

"Well," Lilli smiled. "This is him. I talked him into returning for his senior year." She gestured to a taller handsome boy, with a haircut almost identical to hers.

"Bonjour." I said.

"Hi." He said his words- or word rather, was short and cut.

"He`s not comfortable with being here."

"I can tell." Hungary snickered and I nodded in agreement. He shot us a glare.

"Oi! This isn`t time for socialization! This is the time for unpacking your bags and getting your new class schedules!" A familiar British accent called from behind me. I spun to look at England who was walking across the grass towards us. "Well, well. If it isn`t temperamental Mister Zwingli."

"If it isn`t stuck up Britain. I would have thought you had graduated by now."

"I would have thought you would be in jail for murder by now." England said as a glint of metal caught everyone`s eye. Quickly he reached and pulled a gun from Switzerland`s jacket. "Weapons on school property, well that's grounds for expulsion or at the very least suspension right there, but since you wouldn`t come back, how does a month of detention sound?"

"England…" I began. Not twenty minutes into the school year and he was already tormenting people.

"Don`t 'England' me, he must follow the school rules, and so must you so get your arse to your dorm."

Hungary and I picked up our several bags, dragging, carrying, and pulling them to our dorm room. "Real charmer you`ve got there." She muttered sarcastically.

"Shut up Liz." I rolled my eyes and dropped my bags onto my bed. She began unpacking and I was about to do the same when I noticed a card sitting next to where I dropped my bathroom bag.

Welcome back, I missed you over the summer, perhaps you would meet me for lunch today?

It read. I smiled to myself. Typical England to not tell me face to face.

By the time we finished unpacking it was lunchtime. Hungary invited me to lunch but I declined, in search of England. I had just gotten in line to buy lunch when he tapped my shoulder and shook his head. He gestured for me to follow him and I followed him into the schools garden. It had just been put in at the very end of last year but now it was flawless. He sat on a stone bench, a glass table that held food in front of it. I looked it over cautiously and he actually chuckled.

"It`s store-bought, as there is something wrong with your taste-buds to not know he quality of my cooking. " He said.

I smirked. "Below one star?" I teased. He seemed slightly hurt. "Sorry, I didn`t mean it…" I took a biscuit and put butter on it gently.

"Tea?"

"Sure." I said politely even though I would either have to dump it out or shovel sugar into it. "So why didn`t you just invite me when I saw you earlier?"

He blushed and shrugged. "It was easier I suppose?"

For the first time in two months I kissed him gently. It felt good, complete. We broke away soon afterwards and he stared hard into his tea. "I was wondering if perhaps you would accompany me to my home new vacation we have from school."

"Really?"

"If you would like that is." He never asked if I wanted to…

"Al-alright!" I smiled and popped the rest of the biscuit into my mouth. I looked slightly past him. This was all fine an dandy but I couldn`t help but feel like I wanted independence. I still love him, but I didn`t like being able to be pushed around or feel as if I had to do as he says.

A/N: Well here ya go! The shiny new sequel! I plan on more drama,more chapters,more romance, more hurt, more tears, and more heart brokenness in this one. Others are going to play bigger parts, and such and such. ALSO I have NO CLUE where the tension between Switzerland and England came in it just kinda went there. Tell me if you like it!