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England's Bad Day
"Hey, Iggy!" Alfred called as we left the meeting. I had been headed toward the bus stop hoping to finally get home and have this horrid day finally end but apparently fate had other ideas. "What?" I asked a bit harshly. I wasn't in a good mood. It seemed that everything was going wrong from my car breaking down, to France spilling wine he got from the-lord-knows-where all over my notes and I was ready to just get on a plane and go home. "I saw what happened with France earlier and was wondering if you wanted to copy my notes? There is a little diner just down the street from here that we can go to so you can work." He offered with a grin. I sighed knowing that it was go with him or get chewed out by my boss so I nodded. "I guess I have nothing better to do." I said and he lead me through the crowded streets to the cafe, aptly named Arthur's Paradise Diner. We sat at a booth and Alfred handed me some surprisingly well written notes. When the waitress took our order Alfred only got a slice of apple pie and a coffee, while I got some Earl Grey tea and biscuits. "Do you hate me?" Alfred asked out of no-where and I stopped writing for a moment to look at him. He seemed to be contemplating something. "No, why?" I replied semi-honestly. The truth was that I was in love with him, despite everything, but I would never risk loosing the friendship we had by telling him. He shrugged. "I was wondering if I could count this as our first date or not. Then I remembered how France said that you hated me so I decided that it couldn't be a date if you hate me... Are you okay?" He said casually. My face felt like it was on fire. Date? I was silent for about a minute before I finally remembered how to speak. "What do you mean date? Don't people have to be in love to be on a date?" I asked. Alfred blushed then, just enough to give his cheeks a rosy hue. "Um, well yeah, but I sorta thought it would still count even if it is just a one sided thing." He stuttered a bit and I was immediately appalled. Some one must have told America the truth about my affections and that was why he invited me out here! "I'm sorry Alfred but if you're only taking me out because you want to make fun of my feelings or because someone dared you to, it doesn't count as a date." I said and hurried out of the restaurant only to realize it had started raining. Just one bad thing after another. "Arthur! Hold on! What do you mean make fun of your feelings? I mean just because you don't like me back doesn't mean that you have to ditch me. We can still be friends right? Or frienemys since we fight all the time? I don't want you to ignore me again like you did after the revolution." Alfred said stopping me on the sidewalk. I turned to tell him to get lost and that I would ignore him if I wanted when his words hit me and I looked up at his hurt, worried expression. He looked like he was about to start crying. "It was Japan's idea! He said that he thought you liked me too and that I just need to make the first move. I'm sorry." He said sounding more desolate and I couldn't help but laugh. Alfred hadn't even been talking about me, he had been talking about his own feelings. I felt joy over take my previous anger and I did the first thing that came to mind. I kissed him. Outside, in the middle of the sidewalk as rain soaked us both I kissed him and it was the best kiss I'd ever had. When we finally had to part to breath he gave me a confused look. "And you say I'm the one playing with your emotions."He commented and I laughed. "I thought that when you said one-sided you meant that I liked you and you didn't like me back. I love you Alfred." I explained and Alfred smiled. "So does that mean you'll be my boyfriend?" He asked and I nodded. "Of course I'll be your boyfriend, you idiot!" I cried.