Me: Hey guys~ :D
Arthur: *sigh* -_-
Alfred: Yeah~! You actually wrote a one-shot~! ^w^
Me: Yup! I really enjoy writing one-shots for Hetalia, so I may write some more over the summer, I think. :)
Arthur: Oh joy. :I
Alfred: Oh come on, Iggy~ You know you love it~! :D
Arthur: *blushes* Urk! W-well... I... uh...
Me: Oi! Wait a mo', I gotta do the disclaimer! :O
Alfred: Pssh, I'll show you how to do a disclaimer! Ak- :D
Arthur: No, I'll do it. Some how I think you'll screw it all up. AkuRoku18 does not own Hetalia, nor is she making a profit from this one-shot. :/
Me: Thanks, Arthur! Now, go read some fanfiction! :D
Git Love
That bloody git. He's probably behind me, just waiting to pounce on me and drag me back to the bed again… the blonde Brit thought to himself. He furrowed his thick eyebrows in frustration and looked behind him. Arthur was being followed by his annoying lover, Alfred, who was hiding inconspicuously behind a fern.
Just when Arthur turned round, Alfred leapt from behind the plant and shouted, "HEY, IGG—" But his loud, idiotic shout was cut off with a fist from Arthur. "…yyyyyy… aowwwww…" The Brit's fist smashed the American's nose with a loud crack.
"Shut up you bloody yank," Arthur hissed angrily. "I've really had it up to here with you!"
Alfred looked at Arthur with his infamous puppy dog eyes, although the blood streaming from his nose and splattered over his face didn't really win Arthur over. "Wha…" He looked away and poked his nose, unattractively. "My nose hurts, Arthur…"
"You want to know why? We go at it every bloody night! And I'm sick of it!" the blonde Brit continued furiously, looking at the ground.
"Arthur…"
"No! I'm going to move in with Francis!"
Alfred's eyes widened and he tried to grab Arthur's shirt, but his hand was slapped away. Alfred said, "B-b-but! Iggy, I—"
"Nope. I've made up my mind," Arthur said with a tone of finality.
He shoved the blonde America off of him and turned round to walk away, but Alfred practically leapt onto the Brit and tumbled to the ground. "Why are you dumping me, bro?" Alfred asked with the puppy dog eyes (again, the blood coming out of his nose didn't really appeal to Arthur).
"I told you, you are too rough and we do it far too often! I'm tired of it."
Alfred cocked his head to the side and asked, "Reaaaaaally? Is that really it?"
Arthur blushed and stuttered, "Well… uh…I-I…" He sighed and said, "I just feel like you're in a relation with me because you want to have sex with me… and you don't care about… my feelings or my needs."
"Ohh…" Alfred grabbed Arthur's neck and pulled him up into a tight kiss. Arthur felt himself go completely red. When they parted, Alfred said softly, "D'you really think I love you just for a good time? Idiot." The American grinned stupidly and kissed the Brit again. They parted again and Alfred pulled Arthur up off the ground. "If I really just wanted ya for the awesome sex you give ("You git!"), I think I'dve left you a looooong time ago."
"R-really? I-I mean, of course, I knew that," Arthur stammered. "I never doubted you for a minute, of course~!"
Alfred smiled again and said, "I know you didn't."