Garden Of Roses

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or Ib.

Couples: England X Garry

'I can't wait to get home'

That's all England could think of as he watched all of the other nations pack up their things. Today's meeting had just ended so that meant that this month's World Meeting was finally over. England sighed a little as he started to pack up his papers into his briefcase. Like almost every other world meeting nothing was accomplished today. The meeting had started with America's suggestion that they make a bunch of superheroes to protect the world and it just went downhill from there.

America was going on about superheroes, Russia started mumbling something about everyone becoming one with him, and Italy kept babbling about some art gallery that he wanted to go to. Although now that he was thinking of Italy he couldn't help but look over at the Italian nation. Said nation was clinging onto Germany's arm and looking at him with a hopeful expression.

"Come on Germany; let's go to Guertena's art gallery!" Italy begged. "I really want to see his art with you."

England couldn't hear what Germany mumbled, but the man must have given in to Italy's begging because the brunette nation was smiling now. England turned his attention back to his suitcase, and ignored Italy and instead started to think of Guertena. The name sounded familiar, and after searching his memories for a few seconds it finally hit him as to where he had heard the name. The art gallery that was just across from the meeting building had opened up just recently and they were showing off the art of some artist that was named Guertena. He remembered seeing some advertisements for the gallery in a gardening magazine once.

"Guertena, huh?" England said absent mindedly as he closed his suitcase.

"Yeah, I hear his art is supposed to be really good." A voice said from beside England.

England jumped a little and quickly turned only to see Australia, Wy, and Sealand standing there.

England glared at Australia and said "Next time tell me that you're standing there."

"Sorry, I'll remember that next time." Australia said as he smiled.

England just rolled his eyes, and at this moment Wy decided to ask England a question.

"Are you interested in Guertena's art?" Wy asked.

"I can't say I know much about him." England said honestly.

Wy just sighed before she said "That's such a shame Guertena's art is wonderful, he seemed to put all his heart and soul into his work."

"Are you going to the gallery?" England asked.

Wy just nodded her head and said "Yeah, Australia is taking me."

It's at this moment that Sealand decided to jump into the conversation and said "I'm going too, Wy invited me along!"

"I see…" England said. "I suppose that explains why you are here then."

Sealand stuck his tongue out at England, but he ignored it.

"Want to come along?" Australia asked.

Sealand let out a loud groan before he asked "Why do you have to invite Jerk England along?"

England glared at Sealand, but Australia just laughed.

"Oh, come on the more the merrier as far as I'm concerned."

England thought about it for a few seconds before he shrugged. He had nothing better to do, and he had to admit he had heard just enough about Guertena's artwork that he actually wanted to see it now.

"I think I will go with you." England said.

"Great, let's go now." Australia said.

England nodded his head and grabbed his suitcase before he followed Australia and the two micronations out of the building. They briefly stopped at both England's car and Australia's car so that both of the nations could drop off their suitcases, but once that was done they went straight to the art gallery. Once inside Wy and Sealand quickly made their way over to the reception desk. Wy started to pick up some of the various pamphlets that where on the desk for people to pick up. As she grabbed the pamphlets she started to spout out random facts about Guertena to Sealand. She was so detailed that England was seriously wondering why she was even bothering grabbing any pamphlets on Guertena, she probably knew all of the facts that where in it.

"She sounds like a tour guide for the art museum doesn't she?" Australia said as he grabbed a few pamphlets and handed them over to England.

England took them and placed the pamphlets in his pocket.

"I'm going to go on ahead." England said.

"You'll watch the children right?"

Australia just waved his hand and said "Yeah, go on ahead I'll make sure that they don't get into any trouble."

England smiled at him before he walked into the gallery. He decided to explore the ground floor first and then he would work his way up. England explored the first floor and looked at all of the artwork. While all of the art looked very nice, only two pieces really stuck out to him. One piece of artwork was the Abyss of the Deep which England remembered was the piece of work that was being used to advertise the exhibit. The painting was huge and they actually had it set down on the floor. The large fish that was in the painting was a little creepy, and the painting was so detailed that it looked more like he was looking at a photograph then an actual painting.

The other piece of artwork that caught England's attention was a sculpture that went by the name of Embodiment of Spirit. The sculpture was that of a large red rose in full bloom with a few red petals spread out around it. It was a beautiful piece, but it was also one of the most delicate looking pieces of work that England had seen so far. It looked like the slightest touch would cause the stem of the rose to snap. Their where a couple of other interesting works of art on the first floor, but none of them stuck out quite as much as 'Abyss of the Deep' or 'Embodiment of Spirit'.

England made his way up stairs only to see that most of the nations where already up there. Wy was standing next to a group of headless statues wearing different colored dresses. She had a small group of people standing around her listening to her talk about the statues and their history. Sealand was listening to her and didn't notice him, but Australia noticed him and waved. England just waved back and continued to explore the second floor. He happened to come across Italy and Germany as well, and it seemed that the Italian nation was rather taken by a painting of a beautiful young woman wearing red.

"Look Germany, isn't she pretty?" Italy asked.

"Yes, she's very pretty." Germany said, but he sounded kind of annoyed.

"They say Guertena didn't paint real people, but there could be a girl that looks just like her out their somewhere." Italy said as he smiled.

Germany just sighed before he asked "Can we please look at some of the other artworks. You have been gushing about this one for twenty minutes already."

"Germany, I'm just admiring the good artwork." Italy said. "Besides, you need to take your time to really admire the art."

Germany just rolled his eyes, and England figured that meant that the conversation was over. He looked away from the two nations only to notice a young girl that was staring at Italy and Germany. The girl had long brown hair, but what England really noticed was the fact that he had bright ruby red eyes. It was such an uncommon eye color that England had to do a double take just to make sure that he wasn't seeing things. The girl must have felt that England was staring at her because she looked away from the two other nations and stared at England instead. She stared at him for a few seconds before she turned around and walked away. England watched the girl walk away and disappear around a corner.

England just shrugged his shoulders and continued to look at the rest of the artwork. Nothing really caught England's interest for very long, so it didn't take him long to look at everything. Eventually England ended up in a long hallway that only had a single painting hanging there. There was no one in the hallway, and the only sound that he England could hear was his own breathing. England stopped in front of the picture and gazed upon it. This was the one of the largest paintings that England had seen so far, the only other large painting that he had seen was Abyss of the Deep.

England could make out a few things in the painting such as a red rose and the rough sketch of the woman in red painting that Italy liked so much. However, they were the only things that really resembled real things. England quickly noticed the small gold plaque that was underneath the large painting.

'Fabricated World, that's an interesting name for this painting' England thought to himself.

However, right after he thought that the lights started to flicker. They flickered on and off a couple of times before they finally just turned off for good.

"A power outage?" England murmured to himself.

England shook his head and started to retrace his steps.

"I suppose the art gallery visit is over then." England muttered.

It's not like it was a big deal since he had more or less seen everything that there was to see in the gallery, but he knew Wy would be disappointed about having to leave so soon. England walked out of the long hallway and made his way back to where the painting of the woman in red was, but he stopped walking when he got there. This area of the gallery had quite a few people around here, but now everyone was gone. He couldn't even hear anyone talking or walking about the gallery.

"Everyone couldn't have made it downstairs already." England said to himself.

He just shook his head and quickly made his way to the staircase. Even if everyone else had already evacuated the building he was sure that Australia, Sealand, and Wy would wait for him outside. England made it to the staircase, but just before he could start making his way down the staircase he noticed what looked like a shadowy figure quickly walk past the window that was near the stairs. England walked over to the window and looked at it. It had been a beautiful sunny day outside without any fog at all, but now the window was so fogged up that he couldn't even see what the weather was like.

'I must be imagining things. I'm on the second floor so there's no chance that anyone could walk past the window.' England thought. He quickly turned right around and started to walk back over to the stairs.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

England jumped and quickly turned around only to see that a handprint had been left behind on the window. The blond haired nation quickly raced down the stairs and made his way to the front door. However, when England tied to open the door he quickly found out that the doors were locked.

"Why are the bloody doors locked!?" England shouted.

No one answered him of course, and a few more tries of trying to force the door open just showed that it was closed for good. England sighed, but he quickly fell silent when he heard what sounded like loud footsteps. Whoever was walking around the gallery seemed to be trying to be as loud as possible and it sounded like the walking person was in the same room as England, but there was nobody around. England also noticed that someone had written something next to the door in crayon. England started to read the message.

You just got here England. Don't tell me that you want to leave already.

England just scowled before he shouted out "Yes, I want to leave so let me leave already!" Nothing answered his loud shout, and the loud sound of footsteps continued on.

"What in the world is going on here?" England muttered.

He wasn't dreaming, he knew he wasn't dreaming this all up. He also knew that this was not some elaborate prank being pulled on him by his mythical friends. Sure some of his prank loving companions have been pretty creative with their tricks, but they have never been like this before. They also knew to stop when England had grown angry enough, but whoever was doing this showed no indication of stopping. England checked the front desk to see if there was a key there, but the only thing that he could find where pamphlets.

"Maybe I can find some other way to get out of here…" England murmured.

England walked down the hallway that lead to the Abyss of the Deep painting. England stopped walking once he reached the room, and he quickly noticed that something had changed. One of the rope barriers that had been set up around the painting on the floor had been taken away, and located right next to the painting where two blue colored footprints. There was something written on the floor near to footprints. England walked over to the writing and started to read it.

Dive in.

'Dive into the painting?' England thought.

The green eyed nation reached out and touched the painting only to have his hand go right through it. The painting was like a large pound it felt like water and the surface rippled as he moved his hand around. The water was lukewarm, and when England took his hand out of the water he was amazed to see that it was perfectly dry.

"How bizarre..." England whispered.

England gazed into the water and frowned. He wasn't found of the idea of diving into the painting. He had no idea on where it would take him, and he didn't know if he would be able to come back if he did dive in. Actually scratch that he wouldn't be able to come back considering the fact that he couldn't swim all that well.

"Maybe I should look around a bit more first…" England said to himself.

However, right after he said that the constant sound of someone walking fell silent and before England could even turnaround he felt someone shove him. England fell right into the Abyss of the Deep painting, and he started sinking like a stone. England struggled to try and get back to the surface, but it was no use. England continued sink and he could feel all of his energy just drain away. England was starting to feel lightheaded as well, and he started to lose conciseness within a matter of seconds. However, before he completely lost conciseness he heard what sounded like a girl whisper something to him.

Welcome to Guertena's Gallery, England…

Info Time

England's not the best swimmer: I'm not actually sure if England can swim or not. In Himaruya's blog there was a strip that he did about horror movies or something to that effect where England was shown drowning because in the movies (that he watches anyway) the English can't swim. Also, historically, many pirates could not swim. However, those are characters in movies and not really about England himself. No one really seems to have a set in stone answer to the question of if England can swim or not.

Since there is no real answer I decided that for this fanfic England will be able to swim, but he's not the strongest swimmer out there.

Garry X England couple: I always wanted to write an Ib Hetalia crossover fanfic so I finally decided to do it. I thought England and Garry would make a cute couple, so that's why I decided to make them a couple in this fanfic.

Anyway, I'll try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible so please review and don't flame.