A/N: This will be my second posted FanFict. It's another USUK :D I don't know how many chapters I'm planning on making this, so stick with me!
And,oh, REVIEWS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED. It helps me write. Before I start, Poland has a message.
Poland: You just lost the game.
The day started off like any other, normal day. England woke up and he yawned slightly. The nation got up and went down to fix himself his morning cup of tea, Earl Grey to be exact. Arthur set the kettle to boil and he went back up again, returning with black dress pants on and a white long sleeved dress shirt and a tan sweater vest. He received his daily morning phone call from America "HEY ENGLAND, WAZZUP? DON'T FORGET THE MEETING, BRO."
England chuckled a bit and got his tea made.
An average morning.
The world meeting went as usual, as well. America babbling away about some stupid plan of his, whilst the nations fought. Arthur pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. Same old, same old. Finally, the older nation couldn't take the bickering. He stood and slapped his hand down on the table,causing the room to go silent. "Can you all stop bloody fighting so we can get so damn work done?" "I agree with England!" America shouted and he spewed out another horrible idea. Arthur looked around the room and gathered his stuff up and quietly slipped out of the conference room. The yelling gave him a headache. Instead, he went to the cafe down the street and ordered tea and a scone to nibble on. He then began signing documents and flipped through paperwork. Being a nation was tough. His food and drink arrived and he sipped and chewed absentmindedly, his mind consumed with the work that needed to be done. He was getting a lot done when he heard an eerily familiar voice "EEEENNNNGGGGLAAAANND!~" Alfred shouted as he veered between tables, finally reaching the nation. Arthur looked up "America, could you try to be more quiet. I'm trying to do work, stupid git." he snapped. "Nice to see you too." America laughed and then he called a waitress over and ordered. England watched as the younger nation ordered a pile of food and when the food was delivered, how the nation could stand to eat that much food. "So Arthur, I was thinking." America started, his mouth full. "Why don't we go somewhere tonight? Maybe a bar?" England shuddered, remembering the last time he and America went to a bar. "Uh, sure. Now let me get my work done." Arthur scribbled down things while Alfred furiously shoveled down mounds of food. Finally, after listening to Alfred eat, England asked "How do you not die from eating all that crap?" America grinned and slurped his soda. "Heroes don't die form that kinda stuff, silly." Arthur face-palmed and sighed, mumbling about how he didn't know what to do with America.
When they (mostly Alfred) had finished eating, Alfred insisted on walking with England all the way back to England's house so they could hang there. "Yo, Iggy, why are you always so serioussss?" "First off, stop calling my Iggy! Second, I'm sorry I'm not so oblivious like you." America laughed and put his arm on Arthur's shoulder. "Lighten up, Iggy, I have a fun night planned for us tomorrow!" America always pestered England with his nonchalant ramblings and annoying hero sighed "Fine, I'll go out with you tomorrow, but why must you come over right now?" "Isn't it obvious?" Alfred laughed. Arthur dropped the subject and when the two nations finally reached England's house and England let America go in "do you want anything to drink?" Arthur asked,finally breaking the silence. "Naah. I'm cool. " "Well alright. Make yourself comfortable and I'll be back." Arthur went upstairs and changed out of his formal clothes and into a red turtleneck and black jeans. He returned downstairs to see the young nation sprawled out on the couch,fast asleep. Arthur threw a blanket over Alfred "Why did he come over just to fall asleep. Then he sat at his desk and tried to work, only to be taken over by sleep.
When Arthur awoke, Alfred was gone. He figured that Alfred had left while he wasasleep so he didnt think anything of it. He put water on to boil and filled out more paperwork. Everything was normal until Arthur received the phone call
"If you want to see your dear America again, meet me at my place." the man spoke, withas heavy Russian accent.
"How did he take Alfred from my own home!" Arthur shouted to know one, before dropping his head into his hands.
"I'm sorry,America. It's all my fault. I'll get you out. Even if it kills me, I'll rescue you!"
Arthur put on a jacket and slipped out the door, much to his dismay, it was raining. He needed to talk to someone. And the only person he could think of was Francis.
Francis heard a knock on his door and he whisked over to open it. When he did, he saw a soaking wet, shivering, Arthur. "Angleterre? Why are you out here in ze raining cold? Come in, come in." He pulled Arthur in, shut the door and wrapped the nation in a towel. "What's wrong?" "A-America...gone.." "What?" "He got kidnapped form my house when I fell asleep. It's all my fault." A tear escaped and Francis hugged him"Angleterre, it's not your fault." "Yes, it is! Russia said to meet him at his house if I wanted to see America again."
"Are you going to meet him?" Arthur looked up when Francis said that.
"Of course. Thanks for lsitening to me. I just needed to talk." England removed the towle from himself and smiled a bit "I'll be going. Sorry to bother you."
"Angleterre! Wait! It's cold outside and it's raining-"
England was gone before The frenchman could finish. Francis sighed "Angleterre what are you getting yourself into...?"
A/N:Sorry the chapter was short, I had to start the story somehow. I decided to make this story different where America gets kidnapped instead :D
I think England is a bit OOC... Sorry .
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~Pureh :D
