Hey Guys, so this is my first Fruk story and other than GerIta this was my first Hetalia pairing. So anyway this is my version of what happened when France asked England to marry him in episode 12 of season 1. Please give feedback?.

This is based off a roleplay me and my sister did.

"England, I would like, for you to marry me." England looked at the french nation in front of him in disbelief.

"That's very funny France, but I don't believe it's April Fools Day yet. What's the matter,you can't even afford to buy a calendar?"

"No England I have a calendar, but I am close to bankruptcy. That's why I have to marry you or my boss will kill me."

"I will not marry you for a reason like that now get off of me", England said as France was now hanging off of him. France stopped for a minute before asking something.

"So what you're saying is, you would marry me if it wasn't to save my life?" England blushed at the man's assumption.

"Wh-what n-no why would I ever do that?"

"England, can I tell you the truth than?" France seemed slightly uneasy and that couldn't be a good sign.

"Alright."

"Well, I, uh", he sighed and then very fast said,"IReallyDoLoveYouSoI'mNotAskingYouToMarryJust BecauseI'mgonnadieotherwise'."

England sat there for a minute trying to figure out what the french man had just said.

"France", England said with anger crawling into his voice. He suddenly stood up and yelled.

"Do you honestly expect me to believe something like that? Are people's feelings really just some kind of joke to you? Well guess what. I'm not falling for it. I want you out of here right now and I never want you to come back!"

Silence overtook the room as England recovered from his rant and France just sat there looking hurt.

"Alright England," France said standing up. "If that's what you really want, goodbye. but always remember that i meant what I said if you believe it or not." And he left.

'Did I really just kick him out of my life? No. Knowing France he'll be back by tomorrow. Right? Yeah. i have nothing to worry about.'

*1 Week Later*

England slammed down the phone in frustration.

"Okay fine. I f he's not answering the phone or coming here, than I'm going over there. I have to fix this mess now that I know he means it and I feel the same way." He grabbed his coat and walked out the door.

Meanwhile, France was sitting on his couch just staring absent mindedly at the ceiling. When his door slammed open he looked to see England standing there.

"France where have you been? No one's seen you in a week." He said this as though nothing happened between them.

France just looked back to the ceiling and simply stated, "I've been right here, wallowing in my sorrows of unrequited and unbelieved love."

England looked to the floor. He felt guilty for doing this to the frenchman.

"Well, it's not, completely unrequited."

France slowly turned his head to look at the britt.

"Do you really mean that Britain?" Britain could only give a quick nod before he was pulled into a tight embrace.

"Je t'aime, Angleterre."

"I l-love you, t-too, France", England said blushing.

France pulled back to look at his cute blushing Britt before he leaned down to kiss him and the two never wanted to part from that wonderful kiss they had both waited so long for.

Okay, so, please comment and let me know how I did because I feel like I did pretty good on this. I think I'm finally getting better. Anyway Thanks for reading.