Ta-da! The long awaited sequel to 'Sleeping On The Job'! But if you haven't read that I suggest you do, sorry readers. That is actually my most popular story so please don't let that put you off. I just hope this will be just as good.
I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.

Dream Job

Chapter 1: Someone's Watching

Arthur walked nervously to a certain Frenchman's house; he's known him for some time now but he still feels butterflies in his stomach. And of course, Arthur being Arthur he will NEVER actually admit that. However, despite these tingly feelings Francis gives him, he still manages to find reasons to be annoyed with the frog. And his reason that evening was simply because it was his day off and Francis somehow persuaded him to go on another date. It was all perfectly rational in his mind.

'Damn that blasted frog! Why does he insist on seeing me so often?! Especially on my rare days off! I mean, really?!' He thought bitterly just as his house came into view. But then he stopped for a minute to take in the building in all its glory. It was quite a nice structure, elegant but also big and roomy. This made him think of something. 'This place… it's rather big, isn't it? And he lives alone… he… he maybe feels lonely. And that would explain why he wants to see me so much. Oh… I never even thought about that.' He stood there deep in thought blushing, not even noticing a woman with long light brown hair approach him. She tapped him on the shoulder.

"Excuse me but, are you Arthur Kirkland?"

"Huh, oh, yes. That's me."

Then for some reason she let out a little girlish giggle. "I thought so~ You see, I'm one of Francis's friends and he told me all about you~ I'm Elizaveta and - Oh, look how smartly you're dressed! You're going to see him now right? For a date?" She asked smiling brightly. Arthur on the other hand blushed dark red and only was able to reply with a few stutters.

"I-I-I-I, w-we-well. Y-You see…" She just giggled even more.

"Aww, look at you~ You're so sweet! It's ok, there's no need to feel embarrassed! Go and enjoy your date with him!" Elizaveta said joyfully.

"Y-yes. T-T-thank you…" He moved forward to the house but was tapped once more on the shoulder.

"I almost forgot. I have something for you and Francis" She passed him a brown paper bag. Confused Arthur pulled out its contents; a pair of fur lined handcuffs. He froze with a blush. "Soooo? What do you think? I know you being a policeman would mean you already have a pair but I think it's-"

"Yes, yes! Thank you! T-There's really no need to go into anymore d-description"

"Hahaha, no problem~! From what Francis said, you will definitely be putting these to good use. Bye now Arthur, have fuuunnnn~! She said in a singsong voice as she walked away.

'JUST WHAT HAS HE TOLD THIS WOMAN!? HE IS GOING TO DIE!'

And as this went on, a pair of mysterious eyes watched carefully.

After the Brit's blush faded he continued the path to Francis's door. Once he reached said door he straightened out his cloths, patted his hair down, checked for bad breath and pressed the doorbell. It was only a mere second till it was answered by a very cheerful Frenchman.

"Bonjour mon cher~!" He hugged Arthur close and kissed him on the cheek.

"Bloody hell Francis, at least let me through the door!" Arthur scolded but not actually pushing him away.

"Of course mon amour" He moved aside to let the smaller blond through the door. "You are a little late today, did something happen?"

Arthur instantly blushed and realised that he was still carrying the bag with the handcuffs in it. "N-Nothing really h-happened, b-b-but I-"

Francis suddenly saw the bag clutched in his hands. "Oh. What's this?" He reached for it but Arthur was too quick for him; he quickly hid it behind his back before Francis was even close to touching it.

"I-It's nothing! Really! Now, let's get going shall we?!" He darted for the door but then Francis appeared right in front of him; he kissed Arthur deeply and passionately. The British man reacted immediately by closing his eyes and kissing back with as much force. Their tongues danced for a moment, but only for a moment before Francis pulled away. Arthur's eye's remained closed for a couple seconds longer, confused why the kiss ended so quickly. He looked into the blue eyes with a confused look but then saw something in the frog's hands; a brown paper bag. Arthur gasped and then looked at his own hands to see the bag was indeed gone.

"F-Francis! That's playing dirty! You can't just do that…" He said with a pout.

"But mon amour, otherwise I wouldn't find out what's in the bag" He opened the bag.

"No wait! Francis!" Arthur tried desperately but it was too late. The Frenchman stood grinning wildly spinning the cuffs around his finger.

"Honhonhonhonhonhonhonhon~! Oh Arthur! What a lovely present, as you remember the other pair broke. See, I knew you liked them. Otherwise you wouldn't have gone to the trouble of replacing them"

Arthur could feel his face heat up again. "N-No! I-It's not like that! This crazy woman who said she was your friend gave them to me! She, um, she was called…. um, ah, Elizaveta!"

"Ah oui, Elizaveta. She's very nice isn't she? Very kind, I must thank her later~"

"So she really did know you… oh, just what on earth have you been saying to her about me?"

"Honhonhonhon, everything~"

"Yes but wha-"

"Everything" Francis said with his wicked smile.

"Oh bloody hell…"

"Honhonhon, not to worry mon petit lapin. She's not a blabber mouth."

"That's not what I'm really worried about…" He said practically to himself.

"Anyway, we shall forget our cares for tonight and have fun oui?"

Once Francis calmed Arthur down enough they both left for a restaurant. The pair of mysterious eye's from earlier watched and glared and the person, whom the eye's belonged to, smirked evilly.

Ahahahaha! Hungary attack! XD And just who could be the mysterious eyes's belong to? Keep tuned to find out!
This story is actually quite stressfull for me because I really want this to be just as popular as 'Sleeping On The Job' so please, please, please review and tell me what you think! (Also I beg of you tell me if this should be rated T or M. I'm really not sure) Sorry for any fail French, or any fail language for the matter. Please feel free to correct me if there are any mistakes ^^

Translations:
Mon cher = My Dear
Mon amour = My love
Oui = Yes
Mon petit lapin = My little rabbit