Hello :) I'm new to this website so yeah sorry if it sucks P: Anyway this is a TokyoGhoulxHetalia crossover that me and my friend have been planning for a while, we are working on it together but this is just the outcome of what happens when I don't have anything else to do XD So yeah this may be taken down and re uploaded again...hope you like it XD Also, America is a kid in this...just so y'all know

America hummed as he plucked the dandelions from the ground, being careful not to damage the petals. England had always been going on about how much of a nuisance they where in his garden, and how they made the rose beds look messy and uncared for. Today however, he was going to prove to England just how pretty the dandelions really where.

America had always taken a liking to that particular garden weed for some reason (although, he would have called it a flower.) Perhaps it was the vibrant colours, or the fact that after the springtime you could blow on the seeds and make a wish. Who knows, but still even today whenever he comes across one, it makes him feel nostalgic and strange.

He skipped in through the door and started searching the kitchen cupboards for something nice to present them in, and finally came across a beautiful asian looking china vase, patterned with blue flowers and stripes. The boy was extra careful whilst moving it down onto the counter and filling it water. After arranging the weeds into a presentable position the young nation heard sounds down in the basement. He grinned with glee and without a clue as to what he would see, opened the creaky wooden door.

"England has always told me never to come down here…but today is a special exception!"

The boy whispered to himself as he tiptoed down the dark corridor. After just a little while the light at the top of the stairs disappeared and America started to have second thoughts. The dark stretched far ahead of him and his footsteps suddenly started to echo. Nervous, he picked up the pace. Finally, after what seemed like ages of walking, he arrived outside an old-fashioned looking door. His tiny fingers gripped around the vase in one arm and with the other, he gingerly reached out towards the cold iron doorknob…

England slammed the knife down on the table, The sharp edge pierced the tender flesh and he watched the blood slowly crawl out onto the wooden surface. He picked up a limb and bit down hard, his eyes immediately changed. He sighed, contented and took another large bite. blood splattered over his cheeks and dribbled down the corner of his mouth.

"E-england…?"

The nation flinched, whilst crouched over the table and heard a loud smashing sound coming from the doorway. He spun around, and there he was, the shocked nation whom he called his brother was lying on the floor. Broken china and flowers where scattered around him. His eyes where wide open and glazed over with fear.

"Oh no…."

England whispered in a panicked manner, as he scrambled towards the tiny nation's body, whilst wiping the blood on his face away with his sleeve.

America just lay there, absolutely silent. He looked over and saw he had cut his hand on one of the pieces of smashed china, and the blood was now seeping slowly into the thin petals of the dandelion that lay next to him.

Then everything faded to black.

I know I know its awful XDD But yea this is a first draft (well, technically prologue) I will post updates about how its going n stuff.