Hello everybody! This my first Hetalia fanfiction and it had to of course be UsUk since they're one of my two OTP's. It takes place in Gauken Hetalia since I like the AU.~ Hope you enjoy. c:

"I can't believe it's almost Christmas...it feels like it was just spring." Arthur sighed as he set down his pen from the ridiculous amount of paper work he had to finish. "Stupid bloody worthless frog leaving me to do all the work as always."

"Boy Artie you need to lighten up a little! I mean Christmas is awesome after all!" Alfred said smiling widely from the entrance of the Arthur's school office.

"Great just what I bloody need an idiot with a hero complex to come to distract me from my work." Arthur scowled "What do you want Jones?"

"C'mon Artie I told you to call me Alfred~."

"I most certainly will not call yo-"

"It's not hard, see like this." Alfred said holding Arthur's face with his hands.

"Watch how my lips moves. It's Aaaaa-lfred" He said pronouncing it slowly as he closed into Arthur's face.

Arthur blushed which he would later deny because he certainly does not blush like some school girl, especially not because the idiot's warm hands were on his face and not because they were inches from their lips touching.

"Ge-ge-get away from me you yank!" Arthur said as he sputtered and ripped himself from Alfred's hold.

Alfred Pouted. "Sheesh whats wrong with ya? I was just showing ya how to say my name."

"I-I know how to say your bloody name, and don't invade my personal space you dolt! I will call you as I bloody like Jones!" Arthur said regaining his composure. "Now is there something you want that you came here for or did you just stop by to annoy me?"

"Oh yeah! I was gonna ask you-"

"It's Going you git."

"Huh?"

"The right way to say it, it's I was going to ask you. Not gonna ask you. What the hell is this butchering of the English language. "

"What are you my English Teacher?" Alfred said exasperated.

"Heavens no, I wouldn't have let you pass with that kind of misuse of the language."

"Anyway, as I was saying I was gonna ask you if you wanted to go to McDonald's with me."

"You know I-"

"Yeah, yeah, you don't like that so called greasy crap of a food."

"Then why-"

"You could always get a salad or something. You know so you can take a break from your work cause you know it's bad for your health if you skip meals and just work all the time." Alfred said smiling

Arthur felt the blush creeping up to his face again, and tried to ignore the fuzzy feeling from the pit of his belly.

"Did he come to ask me to eat with him because he was worried about me?"

"O-oh well that does sound nice,..the part of taking a break from my work I mean! Not the part of going to McDonald's with a git like you!" Arthur said backhandedly

"Right." Alfred said rolling his eyes.

"So is that a yes then?"

"Yes, yes, just let me get my coat and we'll head off." Arthur said getting up from his chair.

"Awesome! Actually, while you do that I'm going to get my bag from my locker." Alfred said grinning as he pronounced the going louder than the rest of his sentence.

"You bloody git." Arthur said as a light shade of red tinted his cheeks."

"Haha. Well be right back!" He said running off.

"Score! I got to see his cute flushed face." he said to himself smugly.

"Sorry I took so long, I couldn't open my locke-." Alfred stopped mid sentence.

It's not because Arthur wasn't there, on the contrary he was but it was the way Alfred had found him. Arthur was fast asleep sitting on the ledge of the window with his cheek pressed against the cold glass, with the most serene face Alfred has ever seen on Arthur's usually scowling one. His lips were slightly parted as puffs of air were softly released and sucked in.

Alfred inched closer to Arthur's sleeping form, his baby blue eyes softening as he continued to look at Arthur's sleeping form.

"See this is what you get for overworking yourself Arthur."

He unconsciously reached out and rubbed the back of his hand softly against Arthur's exposed cheek.

Arthur slightly flinched at the soft contact but otherwise stayed asleep.

It was moments like these that Alfred wished he could tell Arthur how he felt about him, so that they could be together and live happily like in all those cheesy Hollywood films he watched.

He'd make sure Arthur smiled more often, he'd make sure Arthur was never alone, but importantly he would make sure that Arthur was happy.

He wanted Arthur only to look at him with those few and in-between smiles that graced his face so rarely.

He wanted Arthur to hold his heart in the palm of his hand and he would hold onto Arthur's forever in return.

I really don't think you'll ever realize just how you make me feel Arthur.

Alfred thought as he smiled to himself bitterly and retracted his hand from Arthur's cheek.

"Well I'm not letting an opportunity to see you like this slip by." Alfred whispered silently as he took his phone out and snapped a picture of Arthur and saved it.

You're heart may not be mine to hold, but my heart is always yours to keep.

I hope you all enjoyed this and I was thinking of leaving it as a oneshot, but I will continue it because I think it would be unfair to leave Alfred feeling that way without a response from Arthur himself. Haha. So this will be a multi chapter fic with multiple pairings, please leave a review it gives me more fuel to get the next chapter up sooner. c: