America stared at the bouquet of flowers that sat on his desk at the white house. Now this would be nice and dandy but they were sun flowers. Wondering what the hell kind of surprise he was going to get he picked them up slowly and examined them. Nothing seem out of the norm. Setting them back down he pulled out the card that was in the flowers. Opening it he read the note.

'For Alfred F. Jones.

I hope you find these flowers enjoyable.

Love Your secret admirer.'

Snorting a little he put the card down. It was clear who this was from. Taking the flowers he set them aside and refused to look at them. He would get rid of them later. Pulling out files that he had been neglecting he got to work.

Hours later someone came and told him it was almost time for the world meeting. Jumping up and laughing he put on his bomber jacket, heading for the door. Glad to be free of the work he headed to a McDonalds first before going to where he was supposed to be. Munching on a hamburger he noticed a few other nations heading there at the same time. He looked for someone he could talk to but didn't fins his usual friends among them. Then he stopped and scanned the place for that one person. Ha! There he was!

Russia.

Ivan was entering the building, the long scarf fallowing him. Hurrying to the steps he munches' down his last burger before heading to the room where they would all meet. As he got there was disappointed t see it was half full. Where did that commie go?

Searching was not as easy as it should have been. Wait! They each had room where they could go before the meeting. He must have gone to his! Rushing out of the room America ran down the hall wait and took a turn or two before coming to a stop at the hall that held the room. He hurried down to where it said 'R' on it and knocked on the door rather loudly.

"Da?" Came the voice.

"Hey, I gotta talk to you, commie! Open the door!"

There was a sound of irritated footsteps. The door opened to a face smiling Russia. "What would it be about, America~?"

"Why the hell did you send me sunflowers?"

Russia frowned, then he snorted and turned so America could see into his room. "I think the question is, Why did you send me your disgusting burgers? I do not enjoy them!"

Alfred stared into the room and for a second was drooling at the stack of burgers. Snapping out of it he shook his head. "I didn't send these!"

"It was signed you admire and you are the only one I know who loves them." Russia growled out.

They stared at each other for a moment before America flip him off and walked angrily down the hall back to his where his room was located at. Stomping through the door he slammed it shut. He didn't send anything to Russia! Even if he did why would he send his delicious hamburgers to that commie?

As he looked up there was another noticed something on his bed. Walking over he saw it was a box of his favorite candies. He was about to eat them when he saw the note that was signed again by an admirer. Frowning again he sat down and tried to think this out. Was Russia playing a mind game? Or was this a prank? Although Russia seemed very anger about the hamburgers.

A beep sounded. Getting up he left his room and headed to the conference room. As he walked he kept trying to figure out what was going on here. Entering he took his seat as the meeting started. He didn't pay to much attention but enough to write down a few notes for his boss. As he did his mind started to wonder about new things. He loved to day dream.

Next thing he knew it was break time. As the other filled out to grab lunch or something he headed over to where Canada was sitting all by himself hugging his bear. "Hey, Mattie!"

"O-oh, Hi Alfred… Um, How are you..?"

"I'm good. How about you?"

Matthew blushed and spoke softly about his time since they had last seen each other. Alfred was glad. He had been paying more attention to his little brother and had felt awful about forgetting him so often. The other was really kind and was always willing to help. As they talked he noticed Russia with his sisters on about twenty feet away from them. They were talking about something. He strained to hear but couldn't. going back to his brother's soft voice he listened in stead of talking. Which was really hard to do!

"And how about you Alfred?" Matthew asked.

Face bright he received an answered. "Well, as you know I'm the hero and so I have been out saving the day! Like the other day I was with some fire fighters and we were battling this huge fire and I was right in the front and the fire was hundreds of feet high!"

He talked and reenacted a few things he had done and was glad for Matt as an audience. His little brother always looked at him like a superhero, ever since they were little. It was always great to tell him his stories. He continued until there was a ring. Had the two hours been up already?

"Aw, shit, I didn't even get to eat! Hey, Mattie, wanna get something to eat after the meeting?"

"S-sure,"

"Alright! See you after the meeting!" He said running back to his seat.

Stretching he stood. What a boring long meeting. He was ready to get out of there. He was starving. Heading out he looked for Canada. He looked over everyone. Where did he disappeared to? As he was about to get worried a small tug at his jacket made him smile. Turning h stared down at at the smaller brother.

"A-are we still… going for lunch…?" asked the soft voice almost worried.

"Who are you?"

Canada eyes watered and America felt guilty and pulled him into a loving hug. Patting the others head he kissed the silky blond hair.

"I was joking, Mattie.. Sorry if I hurt your feelings."

A sniff answered him and he hugged him tighter. "Come on, Mattie, I'll treat you out today."

Hand in hand they left the meeting. Their bosses looked at them but they where used to it. After all the brother had always held hands since their birth and with every new boss it was strange but they were countries so it didn't count if they got mad about it. Walking off to find aa place where they could eat they talked. It was a good day for sibling bonding. They spent the rest of the day together until it got late and Matthew had to go home.

"Again with the damn flowers!" Alfred screamed as more sunflowers appeared on his door step.

That was it though. Again and again more appeared. They were set at his desk at the white house. It was getting to be ridiculous. Russia had to be the one. There was no one else who would send these! Gritting his teeth he went to find his boss and demand that he put a stop to the sun flowers.

When he banged into the door he was ready to yell about the flowers when he saw his boss was talking on the phone. He gave America a single to sit down and wait until he was done. There was a few more words exchanged before the phone was hung up.

"Alfred, that was Russia's boss. He said that Ivan want's you to stop sending him hamburgers. Why are you sending them…?"

"I ain't! That commie bastard keeps sending me damn sunflowers! That commie is up to something! I want to put a stop to this!" He yelled and stomped around.

"Well, we are going to have a meeting about this matter. They'd be here in a few hours."

A few hours later was when the meeting started and the two sat across from each other glaring, trying to get the other to back down. It was obvious that they hated each other and would never send each other gifts but both the gifts had been their favorite things.

It made no sense. They meeting went no where and soon Russia and his boss left the white house and went back home. Thy didn't put a top to it.

The gifts kept coming and Ivan and Alfred were just about to kill each other. They glared at each other at the meetings and never took notes and spent their time yelling at each other. This went one for almost a year. Then one day something changed.

Ivan frowned at the rabbit that managed to sneak into his bag. Picking it up he planed on taking it somewhere to kill it. As he walked down the hall he saw America reading over a paper and chewing on a burger. For a second he had an idea. Walking over he shoved the rabbit into the other arms and America dropped almost everything except the paper. He stared at the rabbit.

Ivan smirked and walked back to his room. What a good ay to get rid of the unwanted. Just give it to another thing he didn't like. Getting back to his room he went to his bag nd took out a bottle of vodka. Drinking half of it like nothing he sat down and went over a few files he had before the meeting. He was going to speak today and wanted to make sure he had everything right.

A soft knock sounded at the door. Looking up at the clock and reading the time he thought it was about the meeting. Standing he walked over to the door and opened it. To his surprise it was America standing there holding the rabbit. It was slient for a moment.

"What do you want America-?"

Without warning Alfred leaned up and brought their lips together. The softness of the sun warm lips froze Ivan, eyes wide. It wouldn't register what was happening until the smaller body was leaning against his. Slowly it click. Alfred F. Jones aka America was kissing Ivan Branginski aka Russia, in the door way of his room at the world meeting.

The warm soft lips lefts his slowly and Alfred walked away almost in a daze. Ivan stayed frozen there. He knew what happened. He felt what happened. There was only one thing that wouldn't click.

Why did it happen?