Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia

Summary: England and America are dating. UKUS

Chapter One: Who Is Taking Advantage of the Situation?

"Stupid! Tomorrow's meeting will be sooo unawesome, I mean seriously dude, it's going to be unawesome! Those lame ass meetings are always so boring and it's not like there's anything that's going to be said that is important anyways! We can miss one meeting! It (probably) won't kill us!"

"America you need to realize that these meetings are very important and that w-"

"I hate the meetings! Russia's always giving me the evil eye and Germany is always yelling! Italy always talks about pasta which makes me hungry and when I'm hungry my stomach growls and I can't pay attention be-" England gently grabbed America's hair then pushed him closer to him and gave his annoying lover a quick kiss. Dumbfounded America stared at England at a loss of words. Yeah, that was the first.

"That's one way to get you to shut up." England chuckled as he stared intently at America. It wasn't like he didn't want to do it with him it just was that he and America had been skipping a bunch of meetings lately and so England wanted to go to one this time around. No matter what America did he surely was going to go to the meeting tomorrow!

A shiver crept all around America's body as he stared back at England. He wanted to look away from those all seeing green pair of eyes and convince them to skip out on the meeting but to his avail he wasn't able to. For some illogical reason the forces of nature wouldn't allow him to look away.

"...Jerk..." America muttered almost silently as a shade of red appeared on his cheeks.

"Git." England replied as America-much to nature's complaints- turned his head from Britain. "Don't turn away when I'm talking to you." England demanded as he tightened his grip on America's hair. Seeing America's sulking face he lightened his grip and whispered in his ear, "Though I do like it when you struggle. Its quiet cute."

"E-England..." America whined pitifully as his knees began to shake. "No f-fair..." America looked at Britain with pleading eyes then took his free hand and kissed it caringly. Though before America was able to do anything else England freed his hair then placed one hand on his back and the other behind his neck. America was trapped by England with no hope to turn back.

Though who had said that America didn't want to be like this?

England pressed their lips together once more. This time it didn't take long for the kiss to get heated; America slightly opened his mouth and when England noticed this he didn't falter to take advantage of his lover's mistake. His hungry tongue slipped into America's mouth then together their tongues danced a beautiful dance.

It's sealed, America thought as he inwardly smirked. England wasn't the only one who took advantage of the other; he too had done some as well.

Silly England.

Silly America.

They were going to miss the meeting tomorrow morning because someone was going to have a difficult time walking.