Alice was leaning over the railing of her infamous ship. She sighed heavily as she watched the waves of the treacherous sea flow. She couldn't help but thing of her future and the future of her country, no matter she couldn't back down from it now. Her queen was in love with his king, she had to do this for her queen's sake, even if the selfish Spanish king didn't feel the same. The Queen was too lost in the useless emotion of love to realize that he didn't feel the same.

Love truly can make you blind.

The English girl looked from the beauty of the sea and lifted out of her thoughts when she felt a hand on her shoulder. It belonged to the Prussian man who came a few weeks earlier to ease her thoughts. He offered her an encouraging smile and she smiled back. "Alice, you know you didn't have to do this."

"No, I must… for my queen… for my county."

The Prussia looked at her with softened look "If only I could help you, I would in a heartbeat."

"I know, Gil," she looked back at the sea, feeling the need to cry, "thank you"

The Prussian hugged her form behind, softly crying at his uselessness to help his friend.

The Brit turned and hugged him back crying harder.

When they arrived at Spain, Antonio was waiting for his bride-to-be and his best man at the docks.

Alice was carrying her dress as she walked off the ship and glared at the Spaniard as he gave a fake smile. "Spain." she greeted as she walked by.

"England." He mocked back, as he walked toward Prussia. "Ahhh, Mi amigo, so good to see you!" he put an arm around the Prussian and guided him to the church. Alice waited for them at the end of the dock, leaning against a wall impatiently.

"Hurry the fuck up" she mumbled under her breath. When they finally met up with her, she walked behind them half listening to what they were saying, mainly trying to enjoy her surroundings and getting lost in her thoughts.

She hated her Husband, they have only ever spoke in witty comebacks, threats, and mocked terms of endearment while in sword fights while stealing from each other and blowing up their ships, nothing much to go off of for finding a reason to marry him. She hardly knew the man, other than the fact he was selfish, cruel, and perverted. She hated everything about this man.

She glanced over to the man she would be wedded to, 'I guess he has a nice ass...' she thought as she started to check him out. If the only thing good about him was his appearance than oh well, at least she found something. '…and his skin is a nice… his hair would be nice if it wasn't so da—' her thoughts were cut off by a chuckle, she immediately turned her attention to the sound.

This was easy enough considering it came from the Spaniard. She glared at him, "what?" she asked defensively.

"Oh, nothing, only the fact that you were totally checking me out." The Spaniard smirked.

"Shut the fuck up! I was not!" she blushed lightly, and stomped off into the church and into her dressing room. 'who the fuck does he think he is?!' she thought and threw her dress on the floor aggressively. "I hate you so fucking much!" she yelled, hugging herself lightly and sinking to her knees crying softly, "fucking ass hole.." she whispered softly.

When she finished getting dressed she sighed, better get this over with. she walked over to the door opening it a bit before her ears picked up a heavy Spanish accent, "Romano! I'm not done!" it spoke in Spanish. It was him. She slowly shut the door, and glared at the door as if it committed a deadly crime against her.

"Well, now you are!" she heard a voice called back, "I have to get her, and you can't see, so go away!" it spoke Spanish, but seemed different… it wasn't a Spanish voice. Italian? Yeah… She remembered the name Romano. It was one of His territories.

"But-!"

"NO!" Romano's voice carried along with a slam of a door. Alice couldn't shake the feeling she was going to like this boy.

She heard a knock on the door before it opened, "Oi, it's time to go." His head peaked inside the door, he looked adorable. He looked about five or seven, with a single hair standing out. His eyes went wide and his mouth fell a little bit, "An Angel..!" he said.

Alice felt flattered and blushed softly, she walked over to the small Italian and crouched in front of him, "not an angel.. A bride." She spoke softly in spanish, a pitch of sadness at the word bride.

The admiration in his eyes seemed to falter a little as he looked down, "Oh, so you are the one of the people committing a terrible sin today."

She looked at him softly and sadly "yes… sadly." He looked up at her in confusion.

"sadly..?"

"yes, I'm doing this for my Queen, she is in love."

"So not all of this is sinful.." his voice was small, but grew louder as he asked her a simple question. "why?"

"Devotion. For my country." She said as strong as she could. As she stood and picked him up, "lets go."

she opened the door, set him down, and watched him throw the tainted rose petals in the air. She waited in the hallway as all of her supposed friends (she had none, they were people Spain picked) walk out the door arms linked with Spain's. "You look beautiful…" plain familiar English for once. She turned to the sound. It was her Prussian friend.

"thanks.."

"look, Spain's a good guy.. for the most part. I talked to him, He promised he wouldn't hurt you…"

The Brit laughed lightly, "I've heard that one before." And with that they walked arm and arm out the door.

Alice kept her eyes lowered as she walked down the aisle, with a sad smile placed on her face, until she stood in front of her husband. The sad smile turned neutral.

The priest carried on with the ceremony, and Alice blocked everything to stop herself from even getting second thoughts and running out and not making a big mistake. The main reason though, was so she wouldn't realize what she is doing. She didn't want to waste another tear on this man, not anymore, she's cried enough. She kept her mind on the little boy that she met a while ago. She didn't know why she was fond of him, maybe she thought of him as a support. She smiled softly at the thought of the boy… he was sweet.

"Alice."

Her thoughts were interrupted by her soon to be husband, his voice was stern, and she didn't like that much, but considering that she was in front of people, and not wanting to cause a scene (Even though they Were the center of attention anyways) she replied politely, in a way she only spoke to the queen with, "I'm sorry, what?" she looked up at her hubby, eyes daring him to speak like that again to her. He was shocked, her voice was polite, but eyes saying shed rip him in half. He cleared his throat and looked at the priest and nodded. Alice looked at the priest and realized what he wanted.

'oh… shit. I forgot you didn't just have to say "I do" and leave… fuck…' she thought. She followed the priests words, slipped on the rings after the I dos', and with that Antonio wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into a kiss. The kiss may have been passionate, but it was filled with hate. Alice forced the tears back, refusing to let them go.

After the kiss was over, he leaned and whispered in her ear, "Mine." And pulled away with a smirk. Alice looked defeated and small as she looked down, and walked off to the reception followed closely by Antonio.

On the way to the reception, Alice held Romano and Antonio couldn't help but be frustrated, she was his, Romano was his, so why was it that Romano let Alice hold him and not him? Why was it that Alice never spoke to him? He sighed internally, "You look beautiful." He remarked adverting his gaze, getting her attention. She blushed slightly, and opened her mouth to say something, but then he realized that he didn't like Alice like that. No, this was to make England his territory. Not that he thought she was pretty, but he did. So he looked at her and smirked "For a sea witch."

Alice glared at him, "You ass!" she replied, being the only thing she could think of at the moment, "Ill slit your throat!" she huffed and faced away. Romano looked from his new caretaker to His old one, then back to Alice then to Antonio, as he kept up with the come backs and tears started rolling down his round face.

"You should be lucky that I don't—Romano dear what's wrong?" Alice's voice changed from vicious to motherly in an instant. Romano said that nothing was wrong and Alice respected it and held him close and rubbed his back. Antonio on the other hand, Pressured him.

"Romano, what is it? Roma? Answer me!"

"Nothing!" Romano started crying harder.

"Shut up!" she hit Antonio and glare, "Don't press it! He'll tell us if he wants." She said lightly understanding the little one.

Antonio gaped slightly at his wife. But huffed and stopped, crossing his arms.

At the reception, Alice continued a conversation with romano, while Antonio got drunk out of his mind. Alice's conversation was put on pause a few times because of interruptions mainly Alice being complemented. But after Alice went straight back to the small Italians conversation.

Antonio being the possessive man he is, saw that, and being drunk was more enraged by it than he normally would of expressed in public.

He walked over to his wife and grabbed her by the wrist, "I need to speak to you." He said slurred as he pulled her away from the boy and into a separate room. "Why are you letting those men flirt with you?!"

"Excuse me? They were complementing not flirting!" She yelled back, "What is wrong with you? Its not like you care!"

"You are mine!"

"Yeah okay, whatever helps you sleep at night!" she said as she walked away.

He grabbed her by her arm and pulled her into his chest, "you. Are. Mine."

Alice was enjoying his arms around her, but realized who it was and felt slightly disgusted with herself for liking it, he was supposed to be her enemy, and when she heard those words, she pushed him away, "No, Im not."

Authors note: Hey! Ive decided to write again... because i have no life. and its summer.

So I shipped this for a while, but only with england gender bent, please dont ask why, I have no idea. after reading a few fanfictions, ive realized how small it actually is, soooo~ Ive taken the time to write one for all of you! because now i think i ship it more than Fruk... I have a problem.

Anyways! you all know the drill! Leave a review! a suggestion with it for later chapters! I think im going to skip to the "divorce" of it all, and skip to modern times because damn I know little to nothing about the past. But let me know!