Chapter One.

You watched the clock's second-hand tick ever-so slowly around the clock. It was irking. How could time move so damned slow? It was only midnight and your shift as a nurse wasn't going to be over tonight until three in the morning, given that another one of the hospital's employees wouldn't take your place. The only reason you were here was because the nurse working this shift called in sick and today, your day off, was replaced with another eight hours of work.

You gave a soft sigh, pressing your palm against your chin as you tapped your fingernails against the reception desk. There hadn't even been an emergency tonight. Few doctors passed through the halls for they were relaxing in the lounge while they could. A handful of nurses now and then would pass through the halls, coffee in a metal container under one arm, the other arm filled with a bundle of papers to be filed.

Normally, you might have played Solitaire on the computer in front of you, but it seemed too dreary. It was monotonous being in the same situation, six days a week and you couldn't help it.

"Oi, _."

You turned your head, perking up a little at the voice. The voice seemed rather irritated himself. At least you weren't the only one.

You guessed that he was getting off his shift as well. He was working with the newborns, which you admired. With these late nights, you didn't think you could put up with all that crying because you'd end up.. Well, let's just say "unfriendly" with your co-workers and even the innocent newborns. It'd plague you with guilt if you happened to rage over something minor, especially with little guys like them around.

"Oh.. Hello, Arthur," you nodded to him and he took a seat next to you at the desk, giving a sigh. Just as he was about to say something, a tall woman in a nurse's uniform came in, her eyes bright.

She was a new, part-time rookie that only worked three-days a week plus any extra hours that needed to be filled in case of accidents.

"I came in because I was told they needed another person to fill in for Marie's absence. I couldn't make it the first half because I had to make it to a meeting for another job I'm juggling," she gave a soft smile. "I told Gerard that I couldn't make it for the first half, but he said that that was alright and that I could surprise you by taking the other half of this shift."

This woman was a lifesaver.

You jumped up from your chair with a serious face and strode up to her, your (e/c) eyes intense. She looked shocked because seemed as if that as soon as you got close enough, that you'd hit her, but she was exceedingly wrong, for you bestowed upon her a big hug, whispering, "I. Love. You. So. Fuckin'. Much."

You pulled back, and her face was reddened and she gave a nervous giggle, "Oh, uh, well, like-wise in, uh, a friendly way, _."

You skipped back to the desk, almost completely ignoring Arthur whom was watching with a rather curious expression, mouth slightly open.

As you gather your files you needed to take home and Jane, the rookie, took her seat, Arthur pulled you aside by the wrist, your papers and folders slipping back into place on the desk.

He seemed to have a flustered look on his face, and your lips curled into a smile. "You gonna ask me on'a date 'er something'," you asked, jokingly, but of course, you caught him off guard, causing him to walk storm off.

This caught you off guard. "H-hey! I was just t-teasin'! No need to ge' all upset 'bout it, Eyebrows. What were ya' gonna say?"

His shoulders seemed to tense up, and you could see that, even from his back, that he was ready to lash out on you, "Well, maybe I'm having second thoughts about what I was going to say."

He grabbed his coat and Jansport backpack as he headed to the exit, then stopped in mid-step. Without turning, he added, "And don't call me Eyebrows, you stupid git. Did your mother even teach you any bloody manners?"

To say the least, you were shocked. It wasn't until his body was around the corner and out of sight did Jane poke your shoulder, her eyebrows raised. "

"Your jaw is open," she said, sheepish; she then pushed your jaw shut and you began to bite your lip softly, musing.

'That was rather insensitive of me, I guess,' you thought, eyebrows scrunched, 'But he didn't hafta overreact like that.. And what did he mean "second thoughts"?!'

Jane gave a timid smile at your sudden appearance, then said, "_, don't you think you should go home now? It's late and I know that you wanted to get home…"

You sighed, having snapped out of your thoughts, and nodded and started gathering your things again.

'Stupid, Eyebrows…' you thought in discontent as you head out the door with your things, waving to Jane before you left, 'I was looking forward to my happy night off.'

'Guess I ruined it myself, though,' you added in your thoughts with a deep mental sigh.

Tonight, you were going home with files and a lot of remorse for you actions.

(I hope you enjoyed it~ Please review (preferably) with feedback and ideas if you'd like~ Huuurah! Oh! If you're not familiar with the abbreviation, "e/c" means "eye color." Also, this WILL be continued. Yes. Tell me which Hetalia character you'd like me to bring in, as well. Hehe.)