Perfect Wife
Rating: M
Genre: Romance/Angst
Characters: Estonia/America
Warning: BoyxBoy, Suggestive scenes, Random shit
Summary: One night can change it all. Estonia and America find themselves married. Will this unlikely pair fall in love or will someone else squeeze their way in. Estonia/America
Both human and nations names are used.
NOTE: /If it's like this, it's a thought/
This is a Fic that Kats With Shamrocks and me made together. Enjoy~
Blue eyes stared blankly at a golden haired sun kissed blond that slept soundly beside him. Taking his eyes of the blond Eduard looked around at the mess of a room. Clothing was spread through out the room. A suit jacket there, a white dress over there, and some underwear hanging off one of the bed posts.
/What happened?/ He thought before noticing a golden band on his left hand on the ring finger. '' Oh no '', he muttered. As he heard a groan from his right as sky blue eyes opened.
The honey blond looked around the room for a few seconds before he look directly at the man next to him. "Estonia...?" was all he could say. Shocked was an understatement for the man's feelings, seeing as he was saving his virginity for who ever he would marry.
"W-what are you doing in bed with me?" Alfred stuttered, feeling stupid for his nervous feelings.
Eduard was at a loss of words. How could anyone respond to that.
Taking a quick look at his ring he look to Alfred's left hand. There it was, the same gold ring. But upon looking at the blond he also noticed he wore no clothes under the sheets that were slowly slipping down sun kissed skin to pool at his lap.
Coughing awkwardly he moved his left hand up to show Alfred his ring finger then gestured to the blonds.
Alfred looked at his hand and his eyes shot open, completely overtaken by confusion, fear and shock. "How did this happen!" Alfred yelled, tears almost forming in his eyes.
"Estonia, dude, what happened last night? I don't remember anything" Alfred asked, almost in a begging tone. "Oh god, Artie is going to kill me!" tears starting to coax themselves into his eyes. /d-did we do it last night/ he thought.
Noticing the American was close to tears, Estonia jumped into action. He rubbed the honey blond's arms and tried saying something to keep America from crying. Momentarily forgetting that he too was completely bare beneath the sheets.
'' I-i don't know. I just woke up and you were there and the clothes and-'' Eduard rambled off as Alfred broke out into tears. As Eduard again tried to calm him before a loud ring broke through, startling the two.
"W-what the hell was that?" Alfred asked, wiping his tears away on the sheets. Looking at Eduard with a confused look, a natural pouting look. Alfred moved the sheet so it would cover himself more, still scared of showing his body.
"I think it was a phone" Eduard said, looking around the room trying to determine were the noise was coming from. Before noticing a familiar looking device on a nearby dresser.
Thinking of how to reach the device without showing anymore of his naked state. He saw the underwear on the bed post.
"Ummm...Alfred c-could you close your eyes or look away for a moment." Eduard said. A small blush forming. While the honey blond nodded getting the idea, a blush dusting his cheeks also.
While Alfred turned around. Eduard quickly got up and slipped into the plain blue boxers before rushing over to the phone. Picking it up he got a ear full of a certain britain. Apparently the phone he picked up was America's.
Alfred tucked his head under a pillow and let out a sorrowful groan, not wanting to hear England's rants. Reluctantly, Alfred took the phone from Eduard, not wanting the Baltic male to deal with the ill-tempered man.
"H-hello?" he stuttered again, he felt even more stupid then people accused him of being. He sat up, giving Estonia a nice view of his well toned and small body. He was not fat like the rest of the world accused him of being, he actually looked very beautiful almost like a girl. He pressed the phone to his ear and squeezed the mattress, knowing he was about to get it.
Eduard watched as the blond took the phone from him and began to talk to England. As the sheets around the blond slid down to narrow hips revealing a surprisingly petit body underneath.
Quickly turned his head away. Eduard's face turned beat red. Thinking of how small America looked and how the sun kissed skin shined in the new hours of the day and blond hair hung in his eyes without his glasses keeping the hair back. That now was currently framing a heart shaped face that was a bit on the feminine side.
/He's really is cute./ Eduard thought, before shaking his head violently. /No no, there is no way I just thought that./
Taking a small peak at the blond from the corner of his eye to get a glimpse of golden skin. Before turning away and searching for the rest of his clothes.
Unaware that Alfred was staring at him while his back was turned.
Alfred had a sweet smile on his lips, he clicked the hang up button on his ex-big brother. "I'm sorry I had a small freak out, I...I had been saving myself" Alfred confessed, looking at his lap rather stupidly. His face turned from a nervous smile to a sad look, as he looked at the ring on his finger.
"But I guess I technically gave myself to my husband, I just feel bad I don't remember it" Alfred pouted at the fact, holding his hand up to the window so the light could hit off the metal. Alfred looked at the man, watching Eduard finish putting on his clothes. He began to look around for his own, which were resting closer by the door.
"E-excuse me, I need to grab those" he said, pulling the sheet along with him; to try and block his husband from getting another good view. Not noticing he hadn't covered his bottom, giving the Baltic nation a good view of the red marks from their actions last night.
Finishing putting on his clothes. Eduard looked over to Alfred who had just hung up the phone. He was surprised by the blonds statement. /America was a virgin and I...I had taken it?/ Eduard thought to himself now more than ever unsure of himself and what he should do next.
Looking towards the American again. While the honey blonds full attention was on the golden band on his finger. Which did not go unnoticed by the baltic nation.
Moving out of the way as the western nation walked past him. He blushed at the markings on the blonds well rounded bottom. /Oh my god! What did we do last night?/ Eduard thought, still not taking his eyes of the blonds lower half.
Watching as the blond put on the only clothing left in the room. A white lacy dress.
"Hahaha! It's been awhile since I've worn something that's actually my size" Alfred tried to soften the awkwardness, but it really was not helping. /I hope someone else knows what happened, I drank way to much./
Alfred ran his fingers over the lace, enjoyed the feel of the familiar fabric. The lace reminded him of the clothes England use to make him wear; Though now that he thought about the perverted man he regretted the memory. A loud growl took the two from their thoughts, both looking at American's stomach.
"I'm hungry" Alfred sighed, knowing he needed to get some food but not out in this cheap wedding dress. Before anything though, all he wanted to do was figure out what happened and who's fault it was.
"Estonia you think you can get me some food? We can eat while we figure out what happened and how to fix this" Alfred said, running a few fingers over the smooth metal and grinning to himself. A slight warm feeling came from being married, though it was probably from his emotional abuse and lack of love from his family.
Eduard could tell the blond was trying to break the awkwardness. But he knew it wasn't workng. As he watched Alfred run his fingers over the dresses fabric. Before seeing the forlorn expression on the blonds face. Making him wonder what made the blond upset before pushing it out of his mind.
He was broken out of these thoughts by a familiar growl. Looking at the blonds stomach as the source of this noise he couldn't help a small smile forming on his face. Before he nodded his head at the blonds request and head towards the door.
His last image before he shut the door was Alfred running a few fingers over the metal band. A smile on a face. One that was different from the others the Baltic had seen on the usually sunny blond during meetings or any other occasion. This one seemed more...real.
Shutting the door he walked down the hallway to get some food his own stomach starting to growl. While he thought of how america and him had gotten into there current situation.
Estonia heard a familiar laughter from behind him, one no other nation could ever mistake for another. It belonged to a certain perverted, blond haired, iris blue, Frenchman who always seemed to help cause trouble.
"Mon ami Estonia, looks like you are up earlier then Angelterre and I thought you would be. Though that stubborn island is probably still out cold from all that whiskey, non? honhonhon, I was surprised by your actions last night" Francis said from behind the Baltic nation. A perverted smirk on his face as he groped the northern nation.
Startled by the grope on his ass. Eduard wipped around coming face to face with the perverted nation. " W-what, what do you mean?" Eduard stuttered, half hoping to hear what the french man new and half not wanting to.
"honhonhon! you are a silly little nation, to not remember what happened last night! If anyone was sober enough to remember, then they would be congratulating you two" Francis said, placing his hand on Estonia's ring.
A faint blush forming on his face. Estonia quickly hid the hand that the french man had touched, behind his back. "I don't know what you mean" Eduard said, trying to fool the french man even though he knew the lie didn't get past the long haired nation.
"Oh really? so did Alfred run off? or did he use the whole 'saving it' act on you?" Francis asked as he walked circles around the man. Eying him like a hawk trying to evaluate his prey's next moves. Francis knew every detail of the night before, from when all the nations arrived in Vegas, to when the last door was closed.
"Now do not lie to big brother France" France said, even though he and Estonia were not close he still called himself Big brother to anyone. "I would keep clear of England and Canada for awhile" France said before he waltzed away. Leaving the Baltic alone in his thoughts to gather food for his 'bride'.
"What?" Estonia muttered, unnerved by the french nation's questions and hawk eyed gaze. Trying to stay as calm as possible while listening to France.
But at the last remark his calm deposition changed. "Wait! France what does that mean! Why should I stay away from England and Canada? France!" Eduard yelled after the french man only to get a wave of the hand as his only response.
While the french man disappeared from sight. Now to himself, Eduard thought /What am I supposed to do now?/ As memories of last night started to invade his mind.
(~!~!~!Flash Back!~!~!~!)
Latvia was so excited when Lithuania told him and Estonia that they would be going to Las Vegas for a party that America decided to have. They had boarded a plane to Nevada and the long trip only bored the three Baltic brothers to death, luckly the three were able to get plenty of sleep. This would come in handy for the coming night's crazy events.
When they got there, they were not use to the heat at all, they instantly met up with the others at the hotel. Most of the nations just rested from the jet lag and from unlucky traveling partners, Prussia had hopped on board with Hungary and Austria.
America had given everyone a copy of a paper with the address to a club that he reserved for their get-together. It might have been a bit over board, but he wanted to please and impress the other nations. Sadly this only caused more anger towards the younger nation, who only wanted to be friends with the other personifications.
And while most of the nations were pretty angry with the american at first. But once they got a couple of drinks in them they seemed to loosened up. In more way then one.
A couple hours had passed since the nations had entered the club. England had drank so much he had some how ended up in a skimpy waiter outfit singing loudly and off key on top of a table. While a naked france flirting(molesting) any to drunk nations who weren't already passed out.
America smiled in his corner, he seemed to get depressed a bit when he drank, and sipped his fruit drink. Although he and Cuba might not be on best of terms, he still loved a good piña colada. America was well past sober, but not enough to act as stupid as England or France when they had one to many.
He walked over to the bar, hoping to get a nice shot of tequila in his system. He looked over and saw Estonia by himself, Poland had dragged Lithuania on the dance floor and Latvia was off doing-God knows what with Sealand and Hong Kong.
"H-hey~" america said, almost tripping over his feet. He had on baggy black jeans, which still gave off a good view of his arse, and a baggy shirt that made him look heavier then he was.
Just like everyone else in the club. Estonia had passed his sober point long ago. Although still not as drunk as many of the other nations.
Eduard had been sitting in one of the many booths of the club nursing a drink as he heard someone call out to his right. Looking over he saw a drunken America only a foot away in baggy clothes and blush that was caused from the drinks.
About to say something before the america tripped over his own feet and landed on the Estonian. Startling him, Eduard didn't know what to do.
"Hey~" America repeated, throwing his arms up in the air and smiling sweetly. He nuzzled himself into the warmth of the Baltic's body, the American gave a cute giggle. "You having fun?" he asked, sitting up in Estonia's lap. Looking slightly suggestive and seductive, but still his goofy American self.
The Baltic was unprepared for the America suddenly nuzzling him. "I guess" Eduard said in a slight slur. As he looked at the american noticing the suggestive position that Alfred had put the two in and how seductive the american looked. /Did America always this...attractive/ Eduard though, A blush mixing with his drunkin haze as he felt a familiar warmth spreading to a certain area.
Alfred moved his head closer to Estonia's, his lips close to the man's ears. Eduard could feel America's hot breath on his ear and the smell of Coconut and pineapple overrunning the alcohol's scent. "You wanna go hit the town? The music sounds the same to me right now and everyone else is wasted" he whimpered.
Maybe it was the alcohol or just how sultry the american was acting. And the breath in his ear wasn't helping with how it was turned him on. But trying to manage the growing bulge and curious as what the american intended. He managed a small nod.
Following America out of the building past a ton of other drunken nations. Unaware a certain french man was watching them and wasn't as drunk as he seemed.
"Where do you want to go?" Alfred asked, holding Estonia's hand softly. Like a child holding a blanket for safety, America seemed to have to rely on someone no matter what. Alfred gave Eduard a sweet smile, the glow from all the lights of the city made it easy for Estonia to see him.
Having his hand held by the american. Eduard found he didn't mind it so much and slightly enjoyed the feeling. When he didn't answer the honey blond, to caught up in his thoughts there was a gentle tug on his arm. Looking over to Alfred he could see the city lights gleaming off the sunny american, highlighting him. In that moment the Estonian couldn't think of anything else but how beautiful the american looked.
Leaning in before he knew it he kissed Alfred earning a surprised gasp from America before he kissed the estonian back.
Pulling apart, the two blushed as they stared into each others eyes. Both deciding to themselves that had been the best kiss they had ever had.
A smile forming on his face. Eduard saw a white building a little aways from there spot.
"Why don't we go there?" Eduard said as he took Alfred's hand in his.
After recovering from the amazing, drunken, kiss; Alfred just looked at the man with his lovable smile. "Okay!" Alfred replied with a short giggle at the end. He let the older nation bring him into the white building, almost to drunk to know exactly what it was. He gripped the man's hand tightly, loving the feeling of the warm man's hand in his own.
They got to the building and Alfred just looked at it with squinted eyes, the lights were very bright. He gave the other man a curious look. Estonia could not really tell if it was one of doubt or confusion.
Estonia smiled at the american. As he led him into the building. Squinting a little from the brightness. He quickly got use to it. Looking at the honey blond he could that there was some confusion or maybe it was doubt on his face.
Eduard's felt his heart constrict slightly as he though about America having doubt. But taking a look at the sun kissed american he pushed those thoughts and feelings away as he led the american towards a man. Who was the owner of the little chapel. Sitting the blond down on a nearby couch he talked to the man about preforming a ceremony for them.
The man agreed but told Estonia he would need a witness. At this Eduard's heart sank before he heard a familiar voice of a cartain long haired french man ring out agreeing to be the witness to the two.
"Mon ami! What a chance in heaven in finding you two here" the slightly tipsy Frenchman said. He had followed the two into the building, knowing what the alcohol in their systems made them believe. America held onto Estonia's arm, like a little kid or shy lover.
"What are you doing here?" Eduard asked still with a slight slur in his voice. The alcohol starrting to wear off but still had a affect on him. Blushing when Alfred took hold of his arm. The estonian found it adorable how the blond was holding on to his arm for dear life.
"I could not let my dear friends run off into the dreadful night without someone to look after them, non?" Francis said, smiling his fake smile. Francis walked over to the man behind the counter and began to talk to him, showing I.D to be a witness.
Alfred looked up at Eduard with his puppy dog eyes, his lip pouted slightly as he pressed himself closer to the Estonian. Alfred began to kiss the closes part of Eduard that he could, which was his right shoulder.
Estonia just watched the french nation talk to the man but was startled by the kiss on his shoulder. Blushing the baltic nation turned to face America before catching him in a deep kiss. Unfortunatly, they were broken up by France dragging the american away to look for a dress and calling after the estonian male to find a nice tux.
Alfred squealed loudly as France put him into a pretty white dress, With lots of lace and very fitted in places where it showed off best. After France got the two dressed he signaled to the man, who was now standing in front of a small sermon area, that the hitching could begin.
France sat down as Estonia walked down the aisle and Alfred came shortly after him, to a scratched up CD with the wedding march. In his hands were a few fake flowers, that Francis had thrown into his hands, and a veil on his head. If they were not drunk then they would realize how fake it looked, but the alcohol made it a picture perfect scene.
The music played and Alfred walked down the aisle to his future husband. Eduard stood by the priest in a simple black tux admiring the blond. A smile played on his face as Alfred finally reached him. Taking the blond's hands in his own. The priest began the ceremony.
All the words were a blur to the company, though Francis' laugh was easily heard, but Alfred could not take his eyes from the attractive man in front of him. Alfred began to notice the exact words of the priest when he the priest asked the Northern American nation to hold, honor, and love Eduard.
America gave his greatest smile and replied, " I do".
The same was happening to the baltic nation. Everything passed in a world wind of words. The only thing he heard was the beautiful blond in front of him saying 'I do'. His smile growing at those two little words.
Before the priest asked him the same thing he had just asked Alfred. Eduard gave the same answer as the american, "I do".
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest said.
The two blonds leaned in for their first kiss as a married couple. Loving the warmth and softness of each others lips. Feeling that in those few seconds before they reluctently parted was pure bliss.
Breaking from the kiss Eduard looked at his new wife who also had a smile on his heart shaped face.
(~!~!~!~ End of flash back? !~!~!~)
Many people just stared at the Estonian, who had been lost in his thoughts and memories of the drunken night.
Feeling his face turn red in embarrassment. Eduard quickly grabbed some food and rushed back up to the hotel room.
Half run, half walking he nearly bumped into somebody. He muttered out a quick apology. Reaching the hotel door he stopped, thoughts of last night making there way back into his mind. Pushing them back he opened the door to find America asleep on the bed. He had been in the hotel's cafeteria longer than he thought.
Placing the food down on the nearby dresser. He walked over to the sleeping blond. Noticing the dress had ridden up on the sleeping blond's thigh to reveal sun kissed skin that look extremly soft to the baltic man.
Reaching his hand out he gently ran his fingers over the exposed skin. /It's really soft./ Eduard thought, moving his hand from the blonds thigh over narrow hips, a soft shoulder to the american's face.
He traced the contours of Alfred's face. From rosy cheeks to the button nose. Feeling the baby soft strands of golden hair. Before his fingers hovered over pink lips.
Thinking of how soft those lips had felt the night before. Eduard leaned in but quickly jumped back when he heard the blond start to wake up. Turning away he pretended to do something as sky blue eyes opened.
"Y-your back!"Alfred cheered, smiling. He sniffed the air and noticed the food on the dresser, which only made his stomach growl louder then the first time. He sat up and stretched, not noticing his dress ruffled up and giving Eduard a good flash of his body.
"Hey Estonia, I was wondering, do you think I can give you my room key and you can get me some clothes?" Alfred asked cutely. /I really don't want anyone seeing me like this, god this is a mess... what are we going to tell our bosses?/
"Maybe Ivan would let me borrow his clothes or something" Alfred asked to himself and Estonia.
Eduard noticed Alfred was asking for him to get clothing that was way to big for his small body, Which in the baltic man's eyes did not complement the honey blond like smaller clothes would.
Alfred walked over to the food and looked at the dishes that Eduard had brought up inspecting it for anything good. He smiled and turned to Eduard, "Aren't you going to eat?" he asked.
Blushing for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, at the sudden flash. Eduard looked away trying to get his composure back. Only for it return at the cute way America had asked him the question.
But when the blond mentioned Ivan. For a moment a dark look showed on up on Eduard's face. Unnoticed by the american who was to preoccupied inspecting the food. While a pang of jealousy flashed in the estonian's heart.
Until he though about the American's question. A slightly confused look showed up as he looked at the americans body. /Why would he want such big clothes?/ Eduard thought.
"Oh...uh sure" Eduard said, Mentally kicking himself for the way he sounded.
The two ate their breakfast in silence, but surprising to both it wasn't all that uncomfortable.
Finishing his meal. Estonia looked at America. Thinking of how nice he looked in the dress and how it showed off the blond's small body and sunny skin. As he came to a decision.
"Umm...Alfred?" Eduard asked.
Alfred finished his milk and looked at the man beside him. "Yeah? What is it?" he asked, cocking his head to the side.
"Instead of going to your bedroom or borrowing clothes from someone. How about we buy you some clothes instead? I mean the one's you usually wear are really baggy and they must be uncomfortable." Eduard asked.
"N-no they really are not, but I do need some new clothes. Cuba has been gaining weight, don't tell Canada that him and I are chatting" Alfred smiled. "Besides waking up the other would be rude, huh?"
A heavy sigh escaped the baltic nation. He could tell the blond was uncomfortable about the subject but still pushed for it. He saw no reason for the american to wear such heavy and loose clothing. Especially if he wanted to borrow it from Russia or Cuba or anyone else for that matter. Jealousy sparking back up creating some tension in the air.
"Especially not Russia." Eduard muttered in a low voice that the american almost didn't catch.
"It would be rude to wake him up. That's why we should get you new clothes. I can go to your room and grab you a outfit for the town but please won't you atleast try some smaller clothes." Eduard said, in an attempt to convince the blond into wearing more form fitting clothes.
For the estonian thought it was a shame for America to hide his beautiful body, which was actually very thin under all the baggy clothing he normally wore.
Alfred looked at the man in shock, feeling the slight tension about the Russia man. He had never had anyone really look upon him in a way that was not rude, even Canada called him fat before; Even thought that was not true.
"Sure thing, sweetie" Alfred joked, shooting up and giving Estonia a slight peck on lips. Even though they had not talked about last night. They both knew that they were married, joined nations, joined people, and that was a fact they could not hide.
Alfred looked for his room key, which he had placed in the pocket of his boxers. He thought it would be a good idea to have a pair with pockets, and last night only proved his belief. "Here, Matthew should be in there, so please do not wake him up. He is really moody and hates other nations messing with my stuff" Alfred said honestly.
To say that Eduard was shocked by the kiss from Alfred was a understatement. Even if it was only a peck. This quickly vanished though and was replaced by a warmth he had never felt before. He could feel it that the two of them were connected in a different way then he was with his brothers or any other nation.
Still a little dazed from the peck. Eduard looked over to the honey blond that was fishing for something in his boxers. Before pulling out his room key. Eduard's only thought being /Who has pockets on their boxers?/
Taking the room key from the american. He nodded at the blond's advice. Leaving their hotel room for the second time.
Alfred's room was down the hall, between England's and Russia's room. The door had a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on it.
Estonia saw the sign and was a little disturbed by it. /How bad could America's brother be?/ Eduard thought to himself. Thinking about France's earlier warning about the male and America's advice.
Slipping the key in. He heard the door unclick. Opening it he was meet with darkness. It was dark but with the small light coming in from through the hallway he could see enough to move around without tripping over anything.
The room was fairly clean besides a few clothes on the floor most likley belonging to the sleeping figure buried under a bundle of blanket to his on a bed to his right.
Making sure not to make any noise he searched for the America's suit case. Upon finding it he got together a outfit. Then stood up and bagan making his way back to the door before he could reach the door however, something whizzed past his head.
Turning around he was meet with the terrifying face of a angry canadian.
A/N
This is the result of Kats With Shamrocks and me role playing. Hope you like it!
Translations:
Mon Ami-My Friend
Angleterre-England
Non-No (should be obvious)