This story includes romance for AlfredXErza and ArthurXLucy. Maybe a few more cross pairings later on. Human names used.

"Erza..? Erza! Where are you going? Don't leave me!" A white light surrounded the scarlet hair on the girls back, slowly getting farther and farther away from the boy who chasing after her. Never did she look back, even though the boy screamed at the top of his lungs, his words wouldn't reach her. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch her somehow and pull her back, but the white light engulfed her, leaving him alone in that giant white space. He was left alone…

America's eyes shot open. A dream? Why was he dreaming about this now? He didn't need to have the summary of a childhood dream play through his head tonight. There was no point in him thinking about the dream any further, so he shook it out of his mind and threw his feet to the floor. The house was quite and empty, with the floor squeaking beneath his feet. He lived alone, but he was used to it by now. England had left him alone plenty when he was young, forcing him to get used to it.

As America walked into his kitchen, he pulled a glass down and yawned. Waking up in the middle of the night wasn't his thing. Either he stayed asleep or was up all night. It was still hard enough for him to wake up when he did have a sound sleep. Why did he have to wake up tonight? There was a meeting in the morning and he had to be at his best. Meaning, he had to be the best there. He had to be the hero like he always was. With that, America turned to look at the clock. 4:37am it read. He had to get up in about two hours.

"Why are these meeting's so early in the morning?" He mumbled as he finished the last bit of water in his glass. He shuffled his feet to the sink where he dropped off the glass and then headed back off towards his bed. As long as he was still tired, he might as well try to get some more sleep. He slipped his legs under the warm covers, pulled them over his shoulders and rolled over. 'Warm blanket Vs. a cold house… I'll stay under the blankets before my feet freeze… Stupid boss…' America thought as he shivered under the blankets. He was running out of money, so turning on the heater wasn't an option, he needed to save as much as he could. His boss was spending more then America had, and now even America himself had to spend as little as possible, just so his boss wouldn't run him dry. 'Two more years…' America mumbled as he fell to sleep as political struggles wrapped his mind.

"Beep! Beep! Bee-!" A hand came down and slammed on the snooze button. It was already 6:30. America struggled his way out of bed and turned off the alarm clock.

"Dude… Its already morning?" He yawned and shuffled his way to the bathroom. Taking his time, he finished his shower and shuffled back into his room. Slowly pulling out his normal clothes, an army uniform with a bomber jacket, he got dressed. It was 6:49 now, so America made his way to his front door, making sure he had everything for the day, and headed off to the world meeting.

When he got there, England had been waiting there already. America threw the door open, laughing, and made his was over to his seat. The energetic country sat down and grinned at England.

"What do you want?" England asked in an upset way. He never seemed to want to get along with him, it was probably still that whole independence thing.

"Oh nothing. I just thought we could have a friendly chat before everyone else got here."

"Don't you have better things to be doing then talking with me, you git? I thought you were the one who was going to try to run this thing. Don't you need to think this through?"

"Of course not! I'm the hero am I not? There's no reason for me to have to do that!"

"Well I hope you don't mess this up like the bloody twit you are."

America gave him a weak glare and turned his head to the door. France seemed to appear out of nowhere and glided in with a flirty notion about him. But when was he not flirty? He gracefully moved over to where his seat was, right next to England and sat down.

"You two seem to be early. Did you actually try to get here on time this time?" France said, laughing under his breath.

"Oh, so go and blame me for your coming late?" England growled, glaring intensely at France. "You wanker! I do doubt greatly that I would ever be seen coming late to anything. I am always on time, if not early, unlike you who just barely gets here sometimes because of your bloody 'romantic adventures' from the night before. You're a disgrace of a country."

At that moment Russia quietly walked in, interrupting England's rant with the unease he brought with him. After him more and more people flowed in until the room was full of different countries chatting amongst themselves. The clock now read 7:08.

"Dude! Listen up!" America yelled, getting the attention of all the other countries. "This conference is starting now!" He laughed and slammed his hand on the board, "First off, this whole world money issue is crazy! I say we should find a-" America suddenly stopped speaking and stared into space, his face full of confusion. The room was silent and everyone just stared at him, a few seconds went by in complete silence. People became worried as America just stood staring.

"America?" England asked, his head now tilted to the side, "America? What is wrong?" He got up out of his seat and moved to the front for the room to stand next to America. As he got closer he noticed America was staring at something right in front of him, but what? England shifted his eyes to try to find the same thing, then stopped when he saw a strange rift.

"Oh…" He said, hitting America on the head. "Didn't I teach you about these?"

"What?" America freed his eyes, "What is it?"

"Oh boy…" England shook his head, had he really not taught him about dimensions? Or did America just forget? It wouldn't surprise him, after all, America wouldn't believe in such things as other dimensions unless he had seen one himself. Even though he had before, it obviously had slipped his mind, or maybe he thought it was a dream now. Either way, this was a dimension break, or what was more commonly known as two dimension crashing into each other, causing rifts in random places, which dragged people into them. Right before England began to speak again, America tripped. His foot had fallen into a floor which wasn't there anymore, only a giant black hole.

"Holy shit! It's a ghost!" America screamed and jumped half way onto England.

"It's not a ghost you git!" England yelled back as he pushed America off. When America landed the rest of the floor beneath him gave out, causing him to fall in. Fear filled his eyes as he reached out for England's hand as he fell.

"Al!" England screamed, trying to reach down to grab America. He continued to fall, just staring up in horror, not knowing what was going to happen to him. England's figure along with the meeting room became more distant, but just as it was almost out of view the hole in the floor became wider dropping England in too.

Suddenly, America's back hit the ground, making him groan and roll around, kicking his feet in pain. He clutched his rib's as he rolled around on the green grass that somehow appeared. A few seconds latter, England fell on top of him, causing him to be unable to breath.

"England!" America coughed, "Get off! You're killing me!"

"Sorry." England said as he rolled off of America onto the ground.

America looked out on the meadow that he and England landed in. There where wild flowers everywhere, with rich, green grass blowing in the wind as the sky shown a bright baby blue. Huge, puffy, white clouds glided across the sky reflecting themselves in the clear, sparkling water of a nearby lake. A cliff was not too far off with the rooftops of a nearby town peering out about above its edge.

"Where… are we?" America asked, puzzled at the sight that his eyes were seeing.

"It's called Feiore." England stated after taking a good look around, "It's a country that doesn't have someone who is itself. It's just land; it doesn't have a personality of its own like us. Basically, in short, it's a country in a different dimension."

"Dimension?" Alfred laughed, obviously not believing what England was saying, "But those don't exist. You just hallucinate, England."

"Do I?" England huffed, raising an eyebrow, "You are here to see it for yourself aren't you? And didn't you once tell me about a girl who was from a different world then ours?"

"Psh. Yeah, sure." America shrugged, laughing, "But that was all just a dream."

"So you are saying that all those things I taught you on magic were just a dream to?" England yelled, teeth clenched from annoyance, causing America to cower back. He blinked a few times.

"I totally forgot about that dude." He smiled uneasily.

"I taught you those things for a reason. These dimension breaks can happen at anytime, and you never know when you are going to be sucked into them or when you will be able to go back to your own world!" England paused for a moment and looked at the cliff and houses beyond, then sighed. "At least show me what magic you do remember. This world only has that for defense. And everything else. There's not real technology like at our places. It's all magic based."

"What I remember?" America looked up and set his hand on his chin. "Not much… Didn't you teach me something about summoning?"

"At least you remember that much! Here, I'll show you what I'll be using here." He pulled out a key that was in his pocket and America raised one of his eyebrows.

"Do you always keep a key in your pocket?"

"Yes, just in case." He pointed the key in a random direction, "Open, Gate to the Unicorn." America started laughing. England was going to summon a Unicorn? A bright light engulfed the tip of the key and suddenly a horse shaped figure appeared in front of it. As it came into focus it looked more like a horse-lizard thing then it did a white, majestic Unicorn. It had scales over its back and the horn looked like a wooden stick growing out of the top of its head. White hair flowed from the mane and tail, along with the top of the hooves. It had to be about America's height when it stood on all fours.

"Monoceros!" England shouted and ran to hug the huge creature, very happy indeed, "It's been such a long time! How are you my friend?"

"Arthur? Well! Finally!" The Unicorn said, "You bastard, where have you been? You haven't called me out in years!"

"Yes, I know, I am sorry. I have been gone. Back to my own world."

"You could have told me when you left. I could have made a few more contracts!"

"I, myself, don't even know if or when I will be going, sadly. I wish I did. I am glad to see you again though. I have held onto your key all these years hoping I would be able to use it again, and, you know, I have tried a few times to call you from my own world."

"Yes, but that ended up being only for a few minutes. Sometimes only seconds! And it ended up making you look crazy. If you call me, call me here where I can stay a while! That world of yours is harder to stay in than this one! And your body can't handle that much magic calling me from there."

"I am back now though, hopefully for a while, since time can't move forward without us in our world. Oh, this is my friend America, or Alfred as you will call him."

America was very surprised at this conversation between England and a "Unicorn". England wasn't crazy! He did have magical creatures as friends! But why didn't anyone else? Was no one else sucked into this world when England was? It was very clear England had been here before.

"Oh, hi!" America said, smiling at the Unicorn.

"Alfred, here we also have to use our human names. It would be too complicated for everyone here to understand our names."

"Understood, sir!" Alfred said in a joking way, putting his hand up to his forehead in a salute. Putting his hand down he said, "So… what is that thing?"

"This is Monoceros. He's what is called a stellar spirit. They're creatures who are created off of a constellation in our world's sky. Our world doesn't have enough magic for them to be able to exist there though. This is the kind of magic I'll be using here. I call these people out from another dimension, which actually connects all dimensions, with a key that unlocks my internal magic and allows me to call who ever the key belongs to. With your strength you can probably use that, but having some other magic on the side would be good too."

Alfred gazed in amazement as Arthur explained how his magic worked. America's people came up with some stuff involving magic or supernatural things, but nothing like this. That was Japan's job.

"I taught you a different way to summon the first time I taught you." Arthur continued, "So that would probably be the best to go with." So Arthur started teaching Alfred how to use summoning magic again, with the help of Monoceros who started giving tips. This wasn't Stellar spirit magic though, just normal summoning. There were groups of creatures in this world that people could call when ever they needed them, that's why they existed. It wasn't completely up to the user, though, for choosing what group he summons, normally it depended on their personality or their ideas. It was very rare for a summoner to ever control more than one group.

After a while, Alfred finally was able to use a bit of his magic to call on one of the summoning groups. A small bird appeared in front of him.

"Ha!" Alfred yelled in a victory pose, "I got it!"

"Don't be too excited yet…" Arthur sighed and shook his head, then pointed at it, "This is a baby! You can't expect to be able to fight while only knowing how to summon creatures this far down the line. You might as well make a contract with this one though, but once you make it you can't change it. I don't think you'll be getting any other one though. This is an eagle… Your national bird…"

Alfred agreed to make a contract, and after, they continued to try to get him to summon the bigger birds. Eventually they made some progress, after Monoceros decided to go back to the stellar plain, and Alfred used up most of his magic.

"At least you got somewhere." Arthur said, staring down at Alfred, who was lying on the ground panting. "Let's go into town to find somewhere to stay…" He began to walk off towards the cliff, humming a happy tune to himself.

"Come get me when you find somewhere…" Alfred remarked. Arthur turned around and stared at him, then grinned. He had a plan to get Alfred to move his ass.

"What? What if there's someplace that serves hamburgers?"

Alfred opened his eyes and sat up. Quickly he turned to face Arthur. "Is it on you?"

"Seeing as though I am the only person here with the correct currency, that is a yes."

"How many?"

Arthur sighed again, "That would depended on the price. But get off your arse so we can go find somewhere."

Slowly, Alfred got up and started to walk over to where Arthur was waiting. They found a way off the cliff and into town, and searched for a place that served hamburgers. Walking down a few of the streets Arthur asked for a few things about the world, like the year, it was 784, the town, Magnolia, and a few good places to eat. Soon they found a good deli where they sat and ate.

"You really have a bad habit of eating such greasy food. Those hamburgers are going to make you fat." Arthur said, leaning on his hand, watching Alfred stuff his face with the many hamburgers he had ordered.

"Dude! I'm fine!" Alfred grinned and shoved more of the burgers into his mouth.

Arthur took a look out the restaurants front windows, allowing him to take a glance at a huge sign that read 'Fairy Tail'.

"Fairy Tail." Arthur mumbled, "We should go join that guild."

"Wahh?(Why)" Alfred said with his mouth full.

"Who knows how long we will be here. We will need to make a living here. Last time I was here it took 5 years for me to get back."

"What?" Alfred spit food out over the table.

"Gah!" Arthur jumped back in his seat. "Watch what you are spitting on people!"

"5 years?"

"Could be longer."

"Seriously? Dude! We could get back and be old men!"

"Yes… But if it does take that long, when we go back we will go back to our age now."

"Pheww…" He grinned, sat back and relaxed in his seat, hands placed behind his head. "Well that clears things up."

"We should make our way over to the guild next." Arthur said, beginning to stand up out of his seat. "Joining that is first priority."

Alfred jumped up from his seat, laughed hysterically as he ran out the door.

"Hey! I still need to pay!"

At last, they stood next to large open doors with a sign above that read 'Fairy Tail' and let themselves peer in. Alfred looked through the doorway, "Well this place looks friendly!" He put his hand up to his eyes to block out the sun as he gazed back up at the sign. "We going in or not, Arthur?" He turned to his friend.

"Hem?"

"Well if you're not moving I am!" Alfred started up in a happy stride through the doors.

"Wait! Where are you going?"

"Going to ask if we can join, of course!"

"That's it? You expect them to let you in just-!"

"Of course they will because I'm the hero!"

"Twit. Do you know anything about a normal society?"

"Haha!" Alfred looked over his shoulder and grinned at him. "You coming or not, Arthur?"

"You git…" Arthur sighed and slowly fallowed after Alfred.

This is my first crossover, and fanfiction that I have actually posted. So I hope you guys like it. Reveiws and tips on my writing would be greatly appreciated, and also if any characters are OOC it would be nice to know, because I really don't think I got a few people right... Anyways, later on sometime France and Russia should come in. Maybe Canada too. I'm not sure yet if they'll be paired with anyone, but maybe.

This story is going to include the pairings AlfredXErza and ArthurXLucy, so if you don't think you'll like them(even though I find both of them adorable) it would probably be best to stop now.