A/N Ciao! Another story :3. Couldn't help myself *Shrugs* Oh Well! Hope you enjoy my fellow Hetalia and England lovers~!

Rated: M

Warning: YAOI Boy x Boy, If you don't like, please do not read. Human names! So that means they are not countries. Sexual intentions and perverted minds of our fellow nations. Cute!Sexy!Innocent!England so watch out~!

Pairings: World x England (A fight to win Arthur's heart!) Who will be it?! …...I don't even know -_-

Disclaimer: I do not, or ever will, own Hetalia or its characters. All belong to their proper owners.

Pit: If she did own it, all the Countries will fight over England and the contents will be rated M for...Reasons. Thank you and Enjoy!

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

New Neighbor

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Feliciano and Lovino glanced at the window, fidgeting nervously behind the curtain as a moving van left Hetalia Street. Someone just moved into the neighborhood, ending up as their next door neighbor.

The Italian brothers stared at the house hesitantly.

They have not seen the new neighbor, who knows how they are going to be like. Though, they assumed it wouldn't really matter since the new neighbor won't be there very long. You see, Hetalia is not like any other street that you ever been in. In fact is filled with people all around the world, not one the same as the other. And, for some reason, their 'special' neighborhood neighbors scares anyone that move into that house, intentionally or not. Other times, the people just move the next day for some odd reason.

"Lovi...how long do you think our new neighbor will stay before they move out?" Feliciano said, laying his head against the window frame and giving a sad sigh. The younger Italian had short light brown hair with an odd curl looping out, large amber eyes that stared at his brother filled with innocence and uncertainty.

Lovino grunted softly, "I dunno Feli...probably in a week. The person will be running out of Hetalia street by tomorrow if they ever meet our neighbors or if that American Bastard ever shows his face to them." He, like his brother, had short brown hair, though in a darker shade, with a curl looped in the other direction. His eyes are bright amber, like Feliciano's, but swirled with passion and fierceness. The two Italian twins stared at each other before peering outside again.

Feliciano sighed, "Ve~, but I really want a new friend who I can actually talk and play with. Ludwig, Kiku, Antonio, and Francis get annoyed with me after while...and not many people here like us fratello..."

Lovino nodded sadly, slightly dropping his usual scowl. He went besides Feliciano and patted his head, giving a quiet sigh, "Like that will ever happen Feli..."

The younger Italian looked up and was about to reply until they heard a window open outside. They quickly ducked, hesitantly glancing outside after a few seconds while still being hidden. A figure seemed to have peered outside.

Their eyes widen and face blazed red, mouths suddenly becoming dry.

The figure was a pale thin boy gazing outside with a dazed look on his angelic features. The boy had messy blondish hair that sticked out in all directions, delicately framing his child-like face. Large eyebrows curved slightly downward, as if in thought. His skin was beautifully pale, making him seem like he is glowing when the rays of light hit him in just the right angel. Thin arms and a slender body leaned against the window frame, giving the boy a more innocent and sexy look.

Though the Italian could ignore all of that when the boy looked up at their window curiously, letting them see his eyes. Large pools of Green swirled together, forming a gentle emerald hue that seemed to blaze when the light passed through them. They appeared like they held many secrets, yet, seemed to be like an open book. They felt like they could get lost in those endless shades of green.

The Italians broke out of their daze when the boy suddenly looked back down and left the window sill. They slowly got up, eyes never leaving the boy's window.

They're going to make sure he stays here. They can't let someone that adorable leave. Though the brothers know there is a major problem. The rest of the people of Hetalia would want to meet the mysterious boy and that could scare him off, or worse, everyone else falls for the boy too.

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Arthur put the last box on the ground and sighed, stretching his whole body to release the soreness in his arms. He glanced around the room and gave a tired sigh. Boxes stacked neatly against the wall, some open due to him already rearranging and organizing some of his belongings.

He ran his fingers through his messy locks of blond hair, debating whether or not he should continue with his organizing. He peered at his watch, shaking his head when it was already noontime walked to the kitchen and took a tea cup from his box and began to make some tea, carefully pouring into the cup before cleaning up the pot and putting it away.

Arthur took his tea and entered the living room, setting himself on tnear the window sill. He sat crossed legged and quietly sipped his tea. Was it good to move, to leave that home all by itself as it gets teared down? Even though he was all by himself in that house, he was alone still in this home as well.

He sat his tea cup on the edge and slowly opened the windows, giving air into the house. 'No...this is for the best. That house held too much memories that it was bound to collapse. Its better for me to have found somewhere else and create new memories...'

He stopped his train of thought and glanced curiously at a open window that lied above him on the next door house. He couldn't see anything but the curtains flowing slightly with the small breeze, but it somehow caught his attention.

He propped his arm on the window frame and leaned against it, dropping his gaze and continued with his musing. Would he lock himself in this home, or, will he be free? He laughed mentally, 'As long as I'm left alone and not cause any problems, I will be fine.' The wind suddenly shifted and it swirled around Arthur, causing him to close his large emerald eyes and give a small, almost invisible smile before leaving the window.

He took his now empty cup to the kitchen and washed it, drying it gently before putting it in a small wooden cabinet. He slowed his process when he felt the air suddenly shift, letting him know a presence was nearby, though not in the same room as him. Arthur felt nothing dangerous about it and it seemed as though it doesn't know that he is here.

He shook his head and returned to the living room, hesitantly glancing at the many un packed boxes and object littering the floor. Arthur sighed, turning away from the sight and went to the small table and grabbed a black leather leash. He will deal with everything in the morning, right now he needs to walk Keith.

He clicked his tongue twice, already bending down and embracing himself.

A happy bark was followed by a black blur, dashing down the stairs and into Arthur's arms. A small black puppy with large violet eyes buried it's face into Arthur's arms, giving a happy yip as Arthur petted his fur. He chuckled, clicking the leash in place and gently putting Keith down. He unlocked his door and slowly led them outside, closing his door and leaving the top lock open.

Keith yipped, tugging the leash gently. Arthur turned and stilled, tilting his head curiously.

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Antonio eyed his plants carefully, checking for any bugs or anything that will harm his precious tomatitos. He gave a nod of satisfaction after a while, giving a large grin and began to dust off the dirt on his gloves and clothing. Antonio had short wavy brown hair with bright green eyes, always shining with happiness and concern.

Currently, he is tending his garden, looking over his tomatoes and vegetables. For some reason, the tomatoes in his garden went into growth earlier than expected, the stocks of plants already reaching the height of himself. Of course the Spaniard saw no reason to worry, exclaiming excitingly to his French friend, Francis, that this means something good was going to happen to him. The French man just nodded though, finding the topic nonsense and decided to switch the conversation to about a cute girl he met at the store.

Antonio lifted his hat off his head and swiped the sweat off his forehead, casting a side ways glance to the house right in front of him. Well, something did happen. The house was finally bought by someone, though the Spaniard doesn't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, considering what always happens. Every time he tried to to talk to someone there to see if they can be friends, after a while they would call him annoying and shut the door in his face. The next day, they would have moved out.

So far, only himself and the Italian twins know about the new person living in Hetalia street since he witness the van this morning as he was tending his garden. Everyone else was supposedly at a barbecue hosted by Alfred, his American friend who was super hyper and loud.

Antonio stare at the house for a couple more minutes before retreating inside, grabbing a large empty basket, and returned outside.

He sung a small tune that he use to hear back home in Spain as he plucked the tomatoes from their stocks and carefully put them in the basket, "Un día, un día, El sol sale. Un día, un día, estoy loco? Un día, un día, la luna aparece. Un día, un día, serás mía?No... no, no. Wa a parar nunca el sol mirando hacia abajo sobre nosotros? Dios mío. Dios mío. Dios mío. Me estoy volviendo loco? Un día, un día, El sol sale. Un día, un día, estoy loco? Un día, un día, la luna aparece. Un día, un día, serás mía?"

The Spaniard, now carrying a full basket, tilted his head in thought, 'Maybe I should go take some to Feli and Lovi...They will probably want some more after making that enormous pizza the other day.' He nodded, shifting his stance and happily walked across the street.

Once he reached the end of it, he hopped onto the sidewalk and stilled, eyes becoming wide when the door from the house slowly slid open. A little black puppy trotted out of the house, followed by a young boy.

Antonio couldn't describe it, the person was down right beautiful with pale white skin and short blond hair. When the boy looked up, Antonio was immediately drawn to those large Emerald eyes. It reminded him of a rich dark forests, so beautiful to look at that you just loose yourself in it.

The boy tilted his head when he noticed Antonio, making him seem cuter. Antonio gave a small smile and jogged up to him, "Hola Amigo! I'm Antonio Carriedo, Whats yours?"

The boy seemed slightly startled, giving the Spaniard an unsure look before shaking his hand. "Hello Antonio, Pleasure to meet you. I'm Arthur Kirkland." Antonio blushed lightly. Arthur is British. Oh. My. Fucking. God. That's. Hot.

The Spaniard mentally shook his head before retreating his hand and held out a tomato. "Would you care for a tomato? They are really good! I grew them myself!"

Arthur stared at the tomato questioningly before taking it into his hand and gave a small nip, licking his lips slowly once the taste washed into his mouth. Antonio had to stop himself from panting. The Brit's Emerald eyes brighten slightly, "These are really good!"

Antonio beamed, "Eso es Bueno! Would you like some more?"

He didn't let Arthur speak as he plopped tomatoes in the unexpected arms, smiling happily that he liked his tomatoes. Keith gave out a small yip making the Spaniard stop and look down on him. "Oh! Would you like some too my little friend?"

He ripped a small piece off and bent down, letting Keith eat it from his hand. He notice Arthur carefully dropped the leash and went back inside, probably to put the tomatoes away before returning. He picked up the leash and gave Antonio a small smile. Antonio really liked that on the Brit's face.

"Thank you Antonio for the tomatoes. It was nice meeting you but I have to go and walk Keith before it gets late."

The Spaniard nodded, giving a cheerful smile, "It was nice meeting you too Arturo! Lets be friends ok!"

"Its Arthur."

Antonio gave a cheeky grin, "I know."

He watched as Arthur jogged up the street with Keith right behind him, trying to stop himself from looking at his ass. The new neighbor is super cute! He better run this over with the Italian twins.

There is no way this neighborhood is going to leave someone like THAT alone.

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A/N First chapter DONE! Poor Arthur...XD Ok! So I have NO IDEA who Arthur is going to meet next or fall in love with so I'm going to leave that to you guys!

TRANSLATIONS:

Italian:

Fratello- Brother

Spanish:

Un día, un día, El sol sale. Un día, un día, estoy loco? Un día, un día, la luna aparece. Un día, un día, serás mía?No... no, no. Wa a parar nunca el sol mirando hacia abajo sobre nosotros? Dios mío. Dios mío. Dios mío. Me estoy volviendo loco? Un día, un día, El sol sale. Un día, un día, estoy loco? Un día, un día, la luna aparece. Un día, un día, serás mía?- One day, one day, the sun rises. One day, one day, I'm crazy? One day, one day, the moon appears. One day, one day, will you be mine? No. .. no, no. Will the sun never stop looking down on us? God. God. God. Am I going crazy? One day, one day, the sun rises. One day, one day, I'm crazy? One day, one day, the moon appears. One day, one day, will you be mine?

Hola Amigo!- Hello Friend

Eso es bueno!- that is good!

(If translation is wrong, please tell me! I used Google Translater XD)

If Confused:

Arthur: England

Feliciano: Italy

Lovino: Romano

Antonio: Spain

Alfred: America

Francis: France

Pit: Thank you very much for reading. Please review and vote!