Hey, people. I have recently fallen in love with the 2P characters of Hetalia, my favorite being 2P England! If you do not know what either is, that's okay, you won't need to. Now, this is my first story that has a lot of romance in it, so I'm kinda scared. Any advice you can give me will be appreciated! Besides the romance though, there will be an actual plot in here.

Warnings: Blood and gore, high violence, mild language. If you have a problem with any of these, please hit the back button.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of the 2P characters.

You sit contently on a comfortable couch, curled up with a blanket and some soda, while watching an enjoyable t.v. show. You let out a small sigh of happiness. It has been a stressful month for you, having to juggle school work and practicing your karate for nationalize, then having to fly all the way over to Florida for the actual thing. In the end, you had gotten second place, but it was one hell of an emotional rollercoaster ride to get there. Quite frankly, you really would not care right now if you had placed first or last, you were just happy it was all over.

Now it was Summer Vacation, and your cousin Allison had been kind enough to invite you over to her place in London, England to go sightseeing. Having just arrived that day though, it was decided you should spend the rest of the day recovering from jet lag. That could be such a pain, and you had felt like dropping dead the moment you had walked off the plane.

Laugh softly at a joke the main character of the show just made, but give a startled jump when the front door of your cousin's small apartment flies open with and over dramatic whoosh. "Hullo little, old cousin of mine!" bubbled Allison as she stumbles in, her hands full with groceries, and closes the door with her foot.

You respond with a prompt 'ugh', and fall back onto the couch, secretly hiding a smile. The other sits the bags on the counter in the joined kitchen/living room while humming a soft nameless tune. "Why don't you stop being so lazy and come and help me?" she inquires.

"I'm not lazy, and you know it," you say, voice muffled by a pillow you had thrown over your head. There is no response and you peak warily over the pillow at Allison. Nothing had physically changed about her from when you had seen her earlier. She still had straight blonde hair with those dyed red highlights, same chameleon eyes, same faded jeans and long sleeved, spray painted shirt she had made with white sneakers… No, all of that was alright, it was her personality that was different. Normally, she was more reserved, having an ever present small smile on her face, dreaming of the day she would become a real artist (she was quite good in your opinion, and had a good chance of doing just that) but now she looked like one of those squealing fan girls at some concert as she hopped from cabinet to cupboard.

Finally, you sigh and ask, "Alright Allison, what's gotten you so excited?"

Your cousin pauses in her work and turns around to look at you with a small frown. "Am I really so see-through?"

"Uh… yeah."

"Ah, okay. Well here it is then. I know you wanted to rest tonight but-"

Groan. "Ally, I told you that I would see whatever you want to show me but not-"

"Wait! Just hear me out please!" she begs and you relent under the use of her puppy dog eyes. Nod and she starts talking a mile (or, er, kilometer) a minute.

"Wowa! Slow down please and start over."

After taking a breath, she begins again. "You know that knitting club I told you about?"

"Uhha…"

"Well, I meet this guy there named Arthur Kirkland, and we became pretty good friends. He has this really sweet job inside the gov. and this awesome mansion-sized house from what I hear-"

"Wait a moment, how old is this guy?" you inquire incredulously.

"Twenty-three," was the dreamy answer.

"Yeah, uhha. 'Fraid to tell you this Ally, but I think you've been lied too," you inform with a raised eye brow.

"No!" Jump a little at her shout. She calms down a bit before continuing. "He's well-known here, is really popular, and there are tons of witnesses that know about his house."

"Okaaay," you draw out. "Now what about him?" Smirk knowingly. "Have a crush on him, don't ya?"A bit of pink lights up your cousin's cheeks. "Good for you Ally, what's he like?"

"Well he's a bit grumpy at times, but he really is sweet and kind once you get to know him. He likes to read, and knows just as much, maybe even more, about art then I do!" she finishes excitedly, but then calms down again. "That's not the point though. The point is that he is finally having a party tonight at his place. This is really amazing because usually he doesn't like that type of socializing much, but to top it all off, instead of just giving me an invitation like everyone else, he called me up personally and asked if I could come. He sounded really happy when he was asking too!"

You smile weakly at her. God, you were so tired. "A party? Aren't your parents really picky about letting you go to those really big ones?"

The other scowls some. "I called mum up and she said yes, not that it matters. I am an adult now, you know."

"Well, have fun," you say slowly while bringing up the blanket to cover your head.

"Waaait," Allison whines as she yanks the cover off and gets on her knees in front of you. "Mum says you have come with me if I'm to go, that way you can fight off any bloody perverts that come our way with your super amazing ninja skills! Pleeease."

Look at her with red eyes, those due to lack of sleep. That kicked puppy dog look is back on your cousin's face… Nah, it's not worth it. "No." Turnover on the couch. Everything is quite for a few minutes, and soon you start to dose off, that is, until you hear the low, dreaded chant of…

"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please…. PLEASE!"

Spring off of the couch and point a shacking finger at her while stuttering, "Y-you, you, y-you!... Your gonna annoy me all night unless I go, aren't you?"

The blonde looks at you innocently. "Yes," she says simply.

A sigh of defeat. "Fine, but what will I wear to this party?" Time to change tactics. "You know I don't have much experience with these kind of things…" Alright, you don't have any experience… But so what if you want to concentrate on your studies and karate more? No harm in that…

Allison gives you a blinding smile. "That's okay! I'll be with you, and you can borrow some of my clothes. Thanks so much! It'll be really fun, you'll see."

"Hopefully our definition of fun is the same…" you mummer (but not loud enough for Allison to hear) as she drags you away.