Prologue

Arthur Kirkland.

Or, as most called him: England. He usually disrupted me and my awesome heroicness when we're on a ROLL at world meetings.

For example, today.

"And so, I propose that instead of using the taxes used on government priorities, we use them to build a spaceship for exploration on Mars~" I screamed my brilliant idea to all the nations.

"Wait a bloody minute, Alfred!" Arthur shoved himself out of his chair and thrown his fist on the table. "You can't use the taxes for something as idiotic as that!"

Ooh. Every damn word of criticism from him, at every single meeting, was like being deprived of a beautiful hamburger every day. That stung, especially for me.

Some nations whirred to life from the sudden outburst of the Brit, and slowly began nodding their heads in agreement.

"I think we've had enough today.." Ludwig muttered, rubbing his hand against his face. "Dismissed. Everyone, report back here in a week, same time, same place!"

Every freaking meeting ends this way: with all the nations trying to beat eachother to the doors.

To my surprise, only Arthur stayed inside with me.

"Alfred." He started in a cold tongue. "You really need to get your facts straight and realistic instead of wasting on your time on these bloody, unrealistic fantasies of yours!"

"Fairies aren't real either, dammit!" I whined. What a waste of my time, arguing with him. Not like I had anything better to do anyways..Actually, part of me looked forward to listen to him yell at me. Weird, the hero knows, but aren't we all weird?

"Yes, they are! Bloody hell Alfred, if only you'd understand." With that, I watched the Brit storm out of the room.

..Was it something I said that made him do that?

Huh..what was this empty feeling I felt?

You know that inside feeling you have whenever you hurt someone you care about?

Yeah. I think I have that now.

Shit, Arthur, why'd I have to fall for you? It's impossible to get you.

But one day, the hero will.

When I finally finished gathering my crappy papers and walked out quickly, I happened to see Romano and Antonio. Arguing. In front of a tree. In a compromising position.

I mean, I could've just walked away with my heroic business in mind, but, I didn't, since their argument was loud enough to have people stare.

Antonio had Romano pinned to a tree. As in, the flushing Italian's back was against the tree, with the two nations' chests pressed up against each other's. Plus, Antonio had Romano's hands above his head.

..Not bad, Antonio! Go get some!

"Lovi, are you sure you don't want me to buy you lunch~? I know how you love pasta!"

"Dammit, I already said no, bastard! And you pinning me here doesn't change my fucking mind! Shit, let go already, people are staring!"

"Fiine..but first, answer me, why are you blushing? Hmm?"

"J-Just let go bastard!"

And with that, Romano head butted Antonio (even though he was pinned against him) so badly, Antonio had to let go to refrain from stumbling. Then Antonio and I watched as Romano ran as fast as he could when Arthur was on his trail.

Since it's my duty to see to people's needs.. I went up to Antonio and clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Hey man, you okay?"

"Si, Si." He replied glumly.

"Guy troubles, I see?"

"Indeed. How about you, Alfred? I watched Arthur storm out of here muttering about how idiotic you were."

"Hahah..yeah, I guess." Practically all the nations knew Antonio and I were..not gay, but bi. And of course, the girls, being gossiping queens, knew who we were both after. Maybe all girls are stalkers.

"They're so stubborn! Urgggh." Antonio pouted a bit and ran a hand through his shiny brown hair in frustration.

"I know. We go after the shyest, weirdest people, don't we?"

"Ah Alfred~ That's what we have in common."

Suddenly, a brilliant plan popped up in my mind.

"Antonio..we have similar problems. We should help each other out!"

The green-eyed Spaniard raised an eyebrow. "And how will that make a difference in our lives?"

"Isn't it worth a shot? Haven't you been after Romano since..like..20 years ago? Doesn't that make you a pedophile?"

"A-Ah..so much to learn, Alfred..But in human standards, yes, I guess.."

"Come on, Antonio! We could use eachother's help! You're the country of passion, plus I'm really good friends with some matchmakers like Elizaveta! Pleease just give it a shot!"

I watched as Antonio laughed. "Fine, I guess. It's about time Arthur found someone..and I guess we're both really kind of desperate.."

"YES! You won't regret this! Now let's go discuss our plans over McDonald's~ Ba da ba ba ba~"

"..Maybe I should've booked an earlier flight out of here.."

A/N: So, what do you think? D I wanted to see if you guys would like it before I continued writing it. Feel free to review or criticize, I actually like criticism. owo