Setting of the Character:

You've never been too outgoing with your feelings yet you've always had a certain je ne sais quoi {Translation: I don't know what} about you. You've always been in the sights of two unlikely suitors who were, undoubtedly, estranged brothers. But no doubt, your charismatic and calm ways always kept them in line and they tolerated each other in your presence more than they did by themselves. You and your favorite duo spent nearly every waking moment together for the past 8 years. But now, they both seemed to change their demeanor around you and argue more and more in your presence over the smallest of things.

You start your investigation to find out the cause for their changing and to dive deeper into your own being to discover your feelings of true love for your best friend on your 26th birthday.

Chapter One

A Yearly Celebration

Your P.O.V.

You wake up with a start as a young man lands his body on you after jumping in the air, knocking the breath from your very being. You gasp loudly as you open your eyes to see two bright baby blues staring straight into your _ eyes while the man yells excitedly for you to get up.

"Okay, okay, I'm up. What do you want?" you groan bitterly.

The man laughs and shows his large bright smile. Strangely, you found yourself flushing a little pink from his smile and comforted by it but you soon washed the feeling away as the man stood up and began to pull the blanket off of you.

"C'mon, _! You aren't gonna sleep through today, are ya?" the man exclaimed as he yanked the blanket off of you.

"No, Alfie, wait!" you exclaimed as you felt the sudden chill of the air and your face flushed a deep shade of red. You were not properly dressed. You laid there in the chilling air on your bed as the overly exuberant American realized what he had done. You did your best to cover yourself but because the blanket was still clutched in the American's hands, you had no hope of doing so.

Alfred's P.O.V.

Oh now you've done it.

I tried my best to take my eyes off of _ but it was impossible. I mean, how could I? She was half naked after all. I had forgotten that she didn't care for pajamas and just slept in her bra and underwear. I can't help but feel so happy when I realize that's she's wearing those killer Xbox 360 boxers I got her for Christmas, last year. Tony suggested jewelry or something like that but what would he understand? He's an alien. I know what the ladies like. Especially, _.

"I'm so sorry, _! I totally forgot, yo!" I turned away from her, covering my face in an attempt to not only to allow her a chance to get dressed but to also keep her from noticing my face as I felt it grow warmer and warmer and I soon became blinded because my glasses fogged up.

"It's quite alright, Alfred, you don't have to apologize." She giggled slightly and opened her closet as I could hear the door creak.

She was always like this. Even when I've done something so wrong she still is so gentle towards me. I can be the biggest jerk to her and she's so quick to forgive me.

It reminds me of the time when I accidentally got too angry in an argument with England and when she tried to calm me down all I did was yell at her and tell her, and I quote, "I don't need your help. You don't really want to help me. Go and find yourself a new little friend to lie to." Only when I saw tears in her eyes did I realize what I had done. I immediately apologized and explained to her how sorry I was but she told me not to worry about it. She plastered a fake smile on her face to try to reassure me but I could see it in her eyes. I had really hurt her. It was that moment when I realized that I never wanted to see her like that again. It was then I realized how much I loved her. But I know that she only sees me as a great friend and nothing more than that. But if that is true… why was she blushing?

Your P.O.V.

Once dressed in a more stunning dress, which Arthur bought for you on Christmas last year, you tap the straw-blonde haired man in the shoulder and playfully look at him from his other side.

"I'm over here, Alfred." You playfully taunt him. "Hey, are you getting sick? Your face is awfully red, Alfie." You look at him with concern but you try your hardest to hold back a snicker as you know all too well why his face is red.

He notices a slight smirk on your face and he lifts you in the air and lays you over his shoulders, playfully, like he was a hunter and you were his prey which he had just caught. Even though you struggle with all of your strength, he still has a firm grip on you and he spins you around and begins to walk downstairs, still holding you in such a manner.

"He-Hey! Arthur! Look what I found!" He flaunts you to Arthur who, almost instinctively, makes Alfred set you down before taking his newspaper and hitting Alfred upside the head.

"You bloody git! That is not how you treat a lady." The Englishman scolded. He then rested his gorgeous emerald eyes upon you and a gentle smile stretched across his face. "_, I see you're wearing that dress I bought you. You look absolutely ravishing." He grins and takes your hand and lands a gentle kiss on it, his shaggy golden hair swaying from the swift movement.

"Th-Thank you, Arthur. You don't look too bad yourself." Your face flushes a light pink and you find yourself nearly speechless. He was acting more suave and protective than usual. Naturally, this raised a few red flags in your mind but you simply let it go, denying any idea of him flirting with you from being your main subject of thought.

Alfred huffs loudly at your comment to Arthur and he turns his head away from you to hide his jealousy but he doesn't realize that jealousy is just radiating off of him like heat waves on the pavement in the middle of summer.

"You look handsome, too, Alfie." You giggle as he turns back towards you and gives his big goofy and a bit childish grin.

"Now, _, do you know what today is?" Both of them say, surprisingly, in unison.

You give them an odd look as if they've lost their minds and you shrug in confusion. Alfred laughs at you while Arthur lifts one of his heavy accented eyebrows and closes his eyes, shaking his head with a smile of disbelief.

"What? What's the special occasion?" You ask curiously.

"Well, Doll Face, because you forget every single year, I suppose I shouldn't tell you this time. " Alfred sticks out his tongue at you and winks, leaving you slightly flustered which only encourages him to tease you.

"Oh you are an insufferable idiot, Alfred. _, I honestly don't know where you'd be without us. We have to remind you every year that today is your birthday. You're turning 26 this year." He chuckles at you and folds his arms. "I suspect you don't remember because you're always so busy doing other things for everyone else."

Now he did have a good point. You were always so involved in helping out everyone else and remembering everyone else's special days that you've never had time to yourself. Of course, Alfred and Arthur were the biggest offenders in occupying your time. But you did have a bit of a soft spot for Canada at times because he was Alfred's brother and you recognized that connection and felt it mattered since the poor shy nation really didn't have any friends.

Arthur's P.O.V.

Now just look at her, she's standing here, in all of her radiance, and I can't even bring myself to tell her the truth. We've known each other for eight years and you'd think I'd be able to tell her anything but… this.. this is different. And I don't feel it would go well if I told her while that moron, Alfred, was here keeping her attention off of me.

Author's Notes:Sorry this is so short guys. But I wasn't sure if I should continue this. Please, tell me if you liked it and if I should continue the story!

Many Thanks, Macilynn