This idea came tome in a dream! (: Well, actually a few blocks down, there was this huge a** party and the party music reached my home very loud. I couldn't sleep a wink. Then my mom forced me to file a complaint so I did. And I was on the phone with the operator and when I was about to talk, my mind suddenly blanked out and a minute later. she hung up on me. That was when I realized, I forgot 'bout the complaint. But I got this story idea from that night. =_=

It was warm. The crisp air flowed through everyone's hair. The smell of the sea filled everyone's noses. Ahhh, Hawaii. The tropical paradise. The nations of The U.N were here for a reason why they were here? Let's go back 2 weeks ago.

~* 2 weeks ago *~

"Oi! You wine bastard! Give me back that photo or you'll be visited by my faeries to castrate you while you're sleeping!" England boomed.

"You'll have to catch me first before I show this to America!" France shouted and laughed while running down the hall towards the big meeting room.

"You better not, France! You hear me! You'll be dead if you show that to America! DEAD!" England tried to run more faster to catch up with France.

The laughs, screams and angry grunts filled the building of the U.N building in New York City.

~* Meanwhile at the meeting *~

"Ok, that wraps up for today." Germany has said. "The next meeting is 2 weeks from now. For the ones who are ahead of the ET of America, be sure to leave one day before due date. Please travel carefully."

America stretched his arms up high, relieved to not sit still, stiff as a rock. "I though that meeting would never end." America sighed. He looked around the meeting room. "I wonder where France and England were during the whole meeting. It's not like them to miss a meeting. Well, England anyways."

"Looks like a Lover's Rendezvous to me." A voice popped right beside America's shoulder.

"Eek!" America turned his head where the voice came from. It was none other than Prussia. "Jeez, Prussia. You scared the crap out of me!"

"Ahaha! The strongest nation on earth gets scared easily now! This is gold!"

America got irritated. "Well of course, but I really doubt that title right now. WIth the recession and all, I'm afraid I'm losing my title." America sighed. It was true. With the recession and the impending risk of a double-dip recession in some of his cities, he was quickly losing his power as the World's Strongest Nation. "Anyway, what do you mean by a Lover's Rendezvous?" America loosened his tie around his neck. He was currently confused right now. "It's not possible… is it? They both despise each other. Unless, it's a secret relationship."

"Isn't it obvious? The tea-freak and the lecherous beard-man, even though most of it was not friendly, have lots of history together. Not to mention they kinda grew up together."

"Sure, but it doesn't mean that they're together!" What America didn't realize was that he actually said that very loudly.

"Jeez, no need to scream! The Awesome Me can hear right here. Your lucky there's nobody right here right now or you'd make a total fool of yourself. Wait… Don't you normally do that?" Prussia enjoyed making fun of America. But he also liked hanging with him, so he never jokes about something America might take offensively.

"Har Har. Besides, what are you doing here, Prussia? You aren't a country anymore, last time I saw."

"I begge-I mean, demanded my brother to take me. The meeting room needs more awesome."

"Sorry, already doing that." Prussia. The former country. The albino with the weird red eyes and the chick on his head.. I swear he looks nothing like his younger brother, Germany. Not to mention the attitudes. The only thing they have in common is that they both love beer.… And possibly porn. They're not like Mattie and I. We look the same and so-so have the same interests. Not to mention, we were both raised by France and England when we were young. Yep, France and England "… France and England… France and England…
France and England… France and Engla-" Then it hit him.

"Holy Shit Prussia, your right!"

"I am? I m-mean, of course I am! The Awesome me is never wrong! Haha!"

America was getting worried. "Shit! The French man beat me to him! Probably right now, they're doing… those kind of stuff!"

Just then, the door slammed open two running figures approached America. It was France and England. The two were out of breath.

France was the first of the two to talk. "Americ-ca… Look at this photo!"

Then, England lashed out his arm trying to get the picture before France gave it to America, but too late.

America saw the contents of the photo and Prussia decided to see, too. America's face darkened. Prussia was smirking in a lewd way.

"Iggy…? Why do you have this picture of me?"

England gulped. "Bloody Shit."

TO BE CONTINUED!