Writer: For some reason, I wanted to write Us/Uk romance for the first time~ I missed writing Romance maybe it was my thing? I experienced "Heart broken" is and it was a bad kind of feeling. So, Let's change the subject because I don't want to be depressed again.

Summary: Little America told England he wanted to marry with him when he grown up! England told him he can't because he only loves him as a brother. Little America ignored him and determined to win his heart.

Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine~ I'm not regretting~

Warning: Grammatical error and spelling mistakes

"Ne Ne England!" said little America quite excitedly while looking at England. England looked at him with a smiled and replied, "What is it?"

The two of them were sitting on a comfy sofa. Little America is sitting on England's lap because England was telling him a story about his mystical friends until little America interrupted him. It was night time in their place. It was 6: 30 p.m. Fortunately for England, 1 week is his day off for work. So today, he decided to spent a peaceful life and a lot of time with his little brother, America. He never knows that 1 week will not be so peaceful.

"When I grown up, I'm going to marry you!" said little America excitedly while smiling at him. England was frozen in his place. He really didn't know what to say with him. England snapped off while scratching his left cheek with his fingertip.

"America, you can't marry the person you don't love. I only loved you as a sibling and do you know what love and marriage is? And where the heck did you heard that!?" asked England quite curiously. If America told him who the person did he hear this, he's going to pay. If he found out it was a girl, he wont mind at all because gentlemen shouldn't fight with the lady. His left eyebrow twitched with annoyance when he asked that. Luckily, America didn't saw his eyebrow twitched.

"But England! I really really love you!" whined little America. England shake his head and sighed. He looked at him gently.

"You're still young, America. You will know what love is when you grown up" said England. Little America pouted at that.

"I still never ever give up!" said little America with determination. England massaged his temple and sighed, and then he looked at him.

"So, whom did you heard that?" Asked England again, obviously changing the subject.

"Ohhh~ I heard that with a nice mister while coming to our house! He has strange blonde hair with blue eyes~ And also, he has a beardy on his chin and a weird language," answered little America cheerfully with proud. He can described him very well who the person is for the first time. England chuckled and patted his head as affection. Little America giggled at that. Inside England's mind, he was ragging because of trespassing at his home without his permission. He wanted to scold little America about not to talk to stranger, but he felt guilty when he do that. England turned into a softie when it comes with little America. Sometimes, he would forced himself to scold at him to let him know that he was wrong.

'You will pay, you bloody git! Be prepared for another war!' said England inside his mind.

Suddenly, little America stopped giggling. England was worried and looked at him and saw him pouting.

"What's wrong?" asked England worriedly while looking at him.

"I know what love and marriage is, England! I love you England!" confessed little America and hugged England immediately. England was pushed back a little because little America is a little bit strong. England suddenly hugged him.

'He is growing up so fast,' thought England sadly, but he shake it off and pushed back deep inside his mind.

"America." called England with his rare gentler looks. Little America still didn't look at him.

"America, look at me." said England. Little America looked above him with a blushed on his chubby cheeks and also a pout. England chuckled at that.

"What's so funny?" said little America with a pout and a blush on.

"I'm not laughing at you, but I only laughed a little because you're quite...er...cute." confessed England with a blushed. Oh man, he felt embarrassed now. Little America suddenly smiled brighter.

"Am I really?" asked little America quite cheerfully. England nodded with a blush and coughed his fist. And then, He looked at him seriously and said, "I will explain what love and marriage is, America. So, listen carefully, okay?" Little America only nodded cheerfully.

"America, love and marriage isn't not easy at all. You know we're nations, right?" asked England. Little America nodded as an answer.

"As nations, marriage is all about political. Even though two nations were married each other but they didn't love each other. Although they lived together with the same house, but they still love each other. But, their love is quite different; they only love as a friend to have a better relationship so that their bosses will be pleased. Love has...many different meanings. Love is, for example: They loved each other as a family, friends, and l-lover." At the end of the sentence, England blushed and stuttered. Little America only tilted his head cutely. To tell the truth, England never fallen in love before. He doesn't know what "Love" is. Poor England.

"I don't understand what you're talking about England." said little America honestly. England chuckled and patted America's head affectionately.

"You will understand when you grown up. Now, Run along. It;s time for bed time." said England, not looking at the clock. Little America looked at the grandfather clock behind England and saw it was exactly 7. America pouted at that, and then he yawned. England chuckled at his cute gesture.

"England...I...want...to sleep...with...you..." said little America drowsily, and then he was fallen asleep. England shakes his head. It was too late anyway. Little America's tight gripped was holding unto his clothes. He will never change his clothes because he doesn't want to wake him up. At that, he walked upstairs and went to his room.

When morning comes, little America's eyes wide open and saw the person he wanted to see first, England. He smiled happily and decided to watch him sleep, so he did.

Little America saw England's lips, and then he remembered what the nice mister he told him yesterday.

Flash back~

Little America is waiting England to come home, so he was stuck in here inside the big house. He is now feeling lonely. Sometimes, he went to the front door to see if he was there; Unfortunately, he wasn't there. But suddenly, he heard footsteps coming towards the living room. He was sitting on the sofa, eager to wait up England. When he saw who it is, it was a stranger that seems kind of oddly familiar like he met him long time ago, but he can't remember who he is. He has short blonde hair with blue eyes and a beard same color as his hair. He looked at him with a surprised look.

"Mon cher, what are you doing alone in here, petit garçon mignon?" asked the stranger with a weird accent. Little America tilted his head. Little America only know the parts of English he spoke, so he was going to answer it.

"I'm waiting England to get home! When his home, I'm gonna hug him! For some reason, I don't want to kiss his cheeks but only his lips! When I do that to England, I think he will scold at me." answered little America with a pout. He told what he was planning to do with England. France chuckled. Suddenly, he comes toward near America and sat down on the comfy sofa beside him. Little America only watched him. He knows that England told him not to talk to stranger, but he felt he wasn't a stranger at all! He felt that he was oddly really really familiar, but he can't remember him.

"Petit garçon, you really love your big brother England, no?" asked the stranger nicely. Little America nodded cheerfully.

"I see...How about I help you?" offered the stranger.

"Really!?" said America excitedly. The stranger nodded.

"I'm the country of love! You can call me big brother France if you want, too." said the stranger known as France, and then he winked at him.

"Cool! My name is America! But it felt weird when I said big brother France. In this country, we call first name!" explained America cheerfully.

"Then France it is." said France.

"Can you teach me how should I kiss England without him noticing me?" asked little America energetically. He was quite eager to do that.

"Hon hon hon hon! You have quite a strong spirit there, America. Since I can sense the spirit of your love strongly, I can give you many advice." said France. He was amused what's happening at England's life.

"Yehey!" cheered America. Suddenly, France looked at him seriously, and America noticed him and looked at him silently, waiting to listen France's advice.

"Step 1: If you want to kiss England's lips, cheeks, and forehead quietly, he needs to be asleep." Explained France. Little America was listening at him intently with his serious looks. He drilled his advice in his brain so that he can't forget them. When France explained how or should he do this to England. He nodded and never fallen asleep for the first time. When England was teaching him or explaining things about histories and etc., he was feeling drowsy or fallen asleep immediately. Since he was just a kid, England dismissed the lesson and never wakes him up.

Flash Back End~

Little America's POV~

'Okay! This is your chance, America! Show how much I love him!' I thought filled with determination. I never wanted to kiss England's forehead and cheeks. I wanted to kiss his lips! That's what I saw one man and woman kissing near the forest outside and they told each other many times how much they love each other, and then minutes later, they were naked and doing something strange.

'Now that I think about it...I told France what it is and France answered that it's called making out. He told me that I would do that England in step: ***, or maybe step:** when I grown up.' I thought. I shakes my head to snapped off and looked at England intently. England looks uncomfortable, but he was still sleeping.

'Don't worry, England! I will take good care of you like a husband would do!' I thought filled with determination, and then I kissed him on his lips longer. I never do step: *, like sticking my tongue inside his mouth. I remembered that France told me I wound do that when I grown up. I'm so excited when I grown up! I would do England many things to him! When I felt that I needed to breathe, I stopped kissing him and started to pant, but England isn't. Maybe he was a grown up? I pouted. Someday, the two of us will pant!

Little America's PoV End~

England felt weird, like...Something wet on his lips. When he woke up, he saw a flushing America and grinned at him while looking at him.

'Maybe I licked my lips when I fallen asleep...Oh crap!' England thought and sat up straight and touched his forehead to him. Little America caught him with a surprise, and then he blushed. England stopped touching his forehead and sighed in relief. Little America pouted in second about that. He wanted to be longer.

"I thought you have a fever," mumbled England. Little America heard him and felt his heart is beating so fast.

'Why is my heart beating so fast? Is this what it calls Love?' questioned little America inside his mind. He has a small body, but he lives many centuries because he was a colony and not human just like England. England looked at him worriedly.

"Are you okay, America? If you are feeling sick, say it to me, okay?" asked England quite worriedly. Little America stopped thinking things and nodded. Suddenly, Little America's stomach grumbled. England laughed.

"I guess you're hungry. Come, let's go to the kitchen, okay? But first, we need to prepared ourselves," said England with a gentle look, and then he reached his right hand towards him. Little America looked at his hand, nodded quite cheerfully, and grabbed England's hand. England knew that little America liked to hold his hands. England stood up with his feet and touched the cold ground while little America stood up on the bed and jumped down on the cold ground too when his feet touched it. Together, they hold hands and decided to prepared themselves.

'I will take one step at a time! England, you will be my wife when I grown up!' Little America thought quite determined. His goal is finally set. England shivered his spine. He shrugged it off as if it was nothing. Oh, how wrong he was.

To be Continue~

Writer: This is my first time Chibi US/UK, so be nice with me xD. I rushed this truthfully because it was 5 a.m+! Sorry about my terrible grammars. I hoped you forgive me.

Translation time!

petit garçon- Little boy- (French)

Mon cher- my dear- (French)

petit garçon mignon- cute little boy- (French)