Yeah, another chapter for everyone, because it was done. -is shot for bad excuse-. XD

So anyway, today I heard the realize of China's English Dub...I'm not so impressed with it. I mean it will help me somehow land a Chinese accent for my China cosplay, but there is no aru, and the voice acting part isn't so great. But...I don't know.

I don't own anything!

Alfred woke up tangled in his sheets, his arm wandering out to find the rest of the bed cold and empty. Part of him told him to leave it, Arthur and him had tried and once again skirted their way out of sex. However something screamed at him, yes they had. They had wonderful sex, shy at first sure, but all out hot and sexy in the end. That meant…

He bolted upright, fighting with his sheets for freedom. He stumbled out of the bed (okay it was more like fell out with a loud bang) and stamped for the door. He stopped at the feeling of clothes and the clean state of the room. Darn Arthur and his cleaning, if anything he shouldn't even be moving around. He ignored the fact of clothes; he had other business to attend to. Like stopping Arthur from burning down his house or cooking for that matter.

Tearing open his door, he rushed out, hurrying down the stairs. He skidded past his kitchen, gripping the door frame to stop himself. Carefully he glanced in the kitchen, finding it just the way he had left it the night before, just before he started making out with Arthur.

"Is something in the kitchen?" The sudden voice made Alfred jump (and scream). He turned quickly to see Arthur standing behind him, looking rather tired and paler than usual. Everything about him duller than Alfred remembered.

"Ah…no, but I thought you were, ha, no offense." Alfred said weakly. He was rather surprised to find the older man standing without hissing or glaring at him. He wondered if maybe he had taken something before noticing what the other was wearing. "What the hell are you wearing?"

"It's Thursday," Arthur informed politely, but not what Alfred really wanted.

"That's true…but not what I asked," he said confused as he walked into the kitchen, figuring he should make some breakfast before the other complained. "You know what never mind, you must be hungry."

"You could say that, but I'm alw—"

"Here, make your tea and I'll make some eggs, 'cause you burn everything but tea." Alfred said shoving the kettle into the other's hands, finding him strangely behind him. Arthur glanced at the kettle, blinking at as Alfred emerged with a pan. "Well, what are you waiting for, but water in it and start the stove."

Arthur did as told with a weird look on his face. After that he was behind Alfred again, watching every move the younger made and it was starting to creep him out. "Where is the tea?" Arthur asked, and the way he asked was almost…sexually.

Alfred raised an eyebrow. "I though I told you it was in the cabinet by the stove, bottom shelf." Arthur blinked at him with wide green eyes. Alfred sighed and opened the said cabinet to find there was indeed no tea sitting there. "I could have sworn—jeez, Arthur, what with you today!" Alfred said as he turned to find Arthur at least two inches from him.

"Arthur?" Arthur practically choked, green eyes wide.

"Yeah, that's you name." Alfred said a bit weirded out by the whole action. "Look, I'm going to go to the store, and get some tea…might as well get some breakfast while I'm out. Um, don't do anything; well take the water off if it boils too much." Alfred said skirting around the island. "First, I need some pants."

He noticed a convenient pair of the floor and quickly pulled them up. The Englishman watching him strangely in the pirate coat, simple tied cloth around his waist hiding everything, an array of belts, and boots.

"Oh, and put on some normal clothes, not that you don't look hot or anything," Alfred said grabbing Arthur by the head and kissing him on the forehead, before heading towards the door.

"Ameri—" The door slammed before the older could finish his call to wait. Alfred shock his head slightly, laughing a bit as he jogged towards the store.

America woke up to something warm cuddled into his chest. He ran through all the possible things that would lead to such event before he opened his eyes to find a crop of messy sandy blonde hair. England? It had to be, no one dare get that close to him. He smiled darkly at the charming idea England most of had.

He must have figured it would have been a good idea to offer himself up right away rather than have his master walk down the stairs and towards the kitchen to find him just waiting for him. Though the idea of England in his pirate hat and nothing else was rather appealing as well. Especially with his legs already spread and ready for him, maybe even jerking himself while sing some pirate song.

Damn, England was only curled in his bed already any way, why was he off dreaming of what could have been. He growled as he shoved England's shoulder down, causing the older man to stir a bit.

America debated slapping him, reminding him of what he thought of cuddling before he fucked him senseless as a thank you for not making him do too much work. The Englishman sighed somewhat, stirring a bit more. "Mm… Alfred?" The man said without opening his eyes.

SLAP! America's blue eyes were blazing, shaking at the fact that the once-empire dare call him by his human name. Green eyes snapped open as the cheek grew red. Suddenly England made a movement that was more rebellious then usual, however before America could realize what it was…SLAP!

"Bloody hell! What was that for?" The older questioned angrily and sternly, like an equal. America only gripped his shoulder tighter and slammed the free hand above his hand. "Let go of me, git!"

"Shut up." America ordered but that really only earned him good struggle.

"Let. Me. Go. Alfred." England stressed, glaring coldly. America laughed bitterly and got a well placed knee to cock. He cringed but only weakened his hold just so.

"Who have you permission to call you that?" America demanded, only to receive a harder kneeing and stronger struggle.

"I did, not get the bloody hell off of me!" England said, shoving some random pillow in his face, and rolling away from America, hissing as he did so. "God, if I knew you would be a jerk in the morning I wouldn't have let you continue with last nights actions, you wanker!" Green eyes were fixed on him so coldly. "I can't believe I raised you sometimes. Bloody hell, I thought I would have a nice morning before my plane left, well, let's just fuck that thought."

America glared at England, what was with him today, this was not how things played out. They should be fucking now. England should be bent of some chair taking punishment and pleasing his master, not talking like he was independent.

However, then he thought, maybe it was Tony's doing, he always liked to see the older suffer, so having a rebellious outburst would have benefits later. Like England all tied up in the basement getting no mercy. Oh, that might be fun idea.

"Look whatever, I'll just go for a drive and you can think this all over." He said dangerously, Tony's stuff wear off eventually and until then that Englishman could work up his punishment.

He stormed over grabbing some clothes and storming out the door. England glaring at him through out the whole process. Yes, it would be quiet fun when he got back.

"Oh, Arthur, you most have been extremely good," Lily, a blue fairy, said popping up from behind one of the bottom roses of the bush. "Guys, Arthur, came to see us." More fairies like her appeared, all smiles and happy to see the Englishman.

He, however, fell to his knees and sobbed, dropping his forehead to the ground and just sobbed. "Arthur, what's wrong," a slightly taller fairy, the Queen, asked.

"He called me Arthur!" Arthur chocked on a sob. "He offered to make tea and eggs! He…" he trailed off, gulping a sob before he tried to finish his statement. "He kissed my forehead!"

"Then your wish has been granted," the Queen said, the other fairies chattered happily, but Arthur just sobbed on. He wanted a gradual change, and not one over night.

Okay so let's lay this out first. I'm going to be calling Normal!America, Alfred, and the AU!America, America. Other nations will be referred to as such depending on the America I'm talking about. I will have to say this though, it is fun as hell to make a history for the AU!America. It's going to be angsty when it's finally all laid out for everyone, which should be the fourth or fifth, maybe both, chapter and such things like that.

Please tell me the beginning as you didn't think the beginning scene was cute with Alfred and SexSlave!England. I could just see Arthur following Alfred around like that and in hardly any clothes though. Okay well, it's only fun because they didn't know. And yes, Arthur wished for this...sort of, again something I will explain later, because everything is suppose to be an accident.

Please RxR, please!