New Hetalia fanfiction! Please read, review and enjoy!
Soon, the American Revolution will started. Alfred or known as America is right now waiting for France.
Knock knock
"Come in..." America said coldly as he glare towards the wooden door. The door open and France walk in. Holding an ally treaty paper.
"So... Alfred. Please think wisely before you sign this so you won't regret." that's what the Frenchman said to the American boy.
The boy just smirk and chuckle darkly as he took out his pen from his pocket to sign the paper. "Regret? There is no way I could feel that way right now..." he said coldly as he sign his name.
After he sign it, he just look away and walked towards the door. France took the paper and notice something different. America's name...
"Hey Alfred... Isn't your name Alfred Foster? Why did you change it into Alfred F. 'Jones'?" the French nation asked him. America look at him darkly and kept quiet.
"It's because I'm not his anymore..." Alfred said to him.
"Alfred Foster... Your name is Alfred Foster..." England said to little America.
"Alfred so the fairies will always protect my little brother... Foster because from now on I'm going to take care of you!" England said to the younger boy while smiling warmly.
"Alfred Foster? I like that name Engwand! Tank you Engwand!" the younger boy said as he hug England.
"Right now I'm poor so this name is the only gift I could give you for now is this name..." England said softly as he rubbed his younger brother's hair.
America smile at him and giggled.
"I only wan Engwand only! Engwand is the best pwesen I ever had!"
"It is nice but why Jones, Amerique?" France ask again. This time America laugh darkly and smile cruelly.
"Jones mean... 'addicted', 'desire' and 'I want you more...' "
After he said that he glare at France while France just gulped quietly.
"You understand what I mean don't you France?" he muttered darkly but loud enough for the Frenchman to hear.
It was night, America and England was sharing the same bed. England was fast asleep while the other is not.
The sound of England breathing make America wanted him more. So he climbed up England quietly. He look at England sleeping face and kiss him on the lips slowly.
England then moan a bit then said something in his sleep softly.
"Alfred... Foster..."
America look surprised but then bite his lower lips. His bangs covered his eyes. He gripped England's shirt tightly.
"I love you England..."
Tears began to fall as the American force himself to smile.
"I love you so much... When will you stop looking at me as a little brother?"
He look back at the wooden door and twist the doorknob slowly. Before he closed the door, he took one last glance at France.
"Soon he will hear that name and understand how serious I am..."
Bam!
France just sigh as he look at the door where America had left.
"That boy... He is really addicted to you Anglettere... Please notice this as soon as possible... And... I'm sorry..."
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