Konnichiwa! I'm happy to hear that all of you are enjoying this AU so far! Changing History seemed like such a hit so I decided to do another one like it! I'm hoping that this will be just as successful since there will be a rather large twist near the end and it will be considerably longer so please look forward to it!

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Lost In A Dream- Yes that's the reaction I was hoping for! Okay then well if you desire it then it is my duty as a writer to fulfil your request ^^

escritoria- Hopefully I am getting better at the banter, I always worry about it being OOC. Yeah I don't like the Netherlands, not just because he beats up Sweden and Finland in episode 39 but also because he doesn't like Spain! I prefer Belgium, how she can put up with him as a brother I'll never know.

MDWOLFGIRL- Well I'm sure that it will when I have people like you supporting me again! Glad to see that you're back! I have a tendency to do that with these types of stories don't I? Ah well I'm hoping to add more original stuff in this story, especially after about... The eighth chapter maybe? That section of the story I really love.

Tanoshimu! (That means enjoy to you new people reading my fics!)

France and America trudged along with the light breeze ever so softly brushing their faces. America had to admit that he was a tiny bit worried but he was fairly sure that the boy would like him. After all, who wouldn't? He was the United States of America after all. What wasn't there to like?

Finally France looked up and his eyes and face lit up with excitement. He pointed over to a small black little blur but upon further inspection it was an item of clothing. To be more precise: a cloak- a cloak that was attached to someone that is.

"'Ey Finland what is zat? Is zat ze boy?" France asked.

"Yeah I think. He has the same cloak and he is roughly the same size." Finland replied.

"Why's he wearin' the creepy cloak?" America asked.

"Probably so 'e can 'ide away from creepy older men, much like yourself." France smirked.

"This comin' from Pedo of the year? Seriously France you can be really creepy. I don't even know why I bother to hang out with you." America scoffed.

"You shut your mouth!" France snapped.

"Make me."

"I'll make you!"

"Guys! All your shouting might be scaring the kid!" Finland hissed.

The three men turned to look at the kid. He had still not turned around and so they couldn't see his face. A small rabbit sat in front of him and he seemed to be stroking it so America stepped forward, crouched down to the boy's height and asked:

"Hey there lil' guy. You mind turnin' around so we can see you properly?"

The boy's head tilted up slightly upon hearing the man's voice. Then he turned his head and that was when they saw him for the first time.

Well bits of him at least since he still had his hood down. They could see his bottle green eyes that stayed neutral and cold. His mouth lay straight and serious and his blond hair could just about be seen hanging low near his eyes. Overall the boy looked pretty serious, but there was a slight hint of curiosity upon his face directed at the three men that stood behind him.

"Dude that's totally my little bro! His hair looks roughly the same as mine!" America beamed.

"You wish!" France laughed. "You can tell zat boy 'as the brows of a French royal so-"

At this point, the boy lifted his head slightly making his hair brush out of his face to reveal his large yet still impressive eyebrows. This made France stop talking and so America turned his head and smiled in a smug sort of way.

"You were saying?" America smirked.

"Sh-shut up!" France snapped, voice faltering slightly. "Zey look impressive don't zey? Well zat impressiveness must be from 'is French roots so 'e is obviously my brother!"

"Yeah, sure." America laughed as he turned back to the boy.

"Hey guys, which part of that boy looks like me?" Finland asked.

"Outward appearances do not matter! Don't be so 'ung up on looks!" France quickly said.

"Yeah personality is what counts." America smiled.

The next day...

"Hey lil' dude! I totally woke up earlier than usual so I could come an' see ya! Pretty cool right?" America yelled.

The boy turned around and smiled at America. His rabbit stood by him too, twitching at the sight of America but neither of them moved, for they rather enjoyed his presence.

"That was very nice of you. Good morning!" He beamed.

"Whoa lil' dude! You actually talked? I thought you'd run or somethin'..." America gasped.

America had to admit that hearing his voice was a bit of a shock. After all, he's never heard such a cute yet peculiar-sounding voice before. In fact, this was his first time hearing a young boy speak with an English accent. It did sound a little weird but in a way it also sounded cute.

"No. I'm fine. Lately I've been thinking about who I am." He explained.

"That's cool. It's nice seein' ya here and... I'm happy to see you." America smiled.

The two stared at each other. It was a peaceful moment as the breeze brushed their clothing lightly and the blue eyes met the green. But America wasn't known for peaceful moments so he soon interrupted it.

"Okay then lil' dude! It's official! Startin' today, you're my little brother!" America announced triumphantly.

The boy smiled and then removed his hood to reveal a head of messy blond hair. America could now see his whole face properly: it was lit up and his bottle-green eyes were sparkling. Removing the hood was like a sign of trust between the two, showing that he trusted America.

"Then I suppose I'll have to call you big brother!" England smiled.

"Big brother... That sounds cool! But... If you want you can just call me America."

"Well then it's very nice to meet you America. My name's England."

The two stayed and talked for quite a while. America told him about France and how he was always fighting with him and England... Well England didn't talk much- it was mostly just America. But America found out that England was a country in Europe which America knew wasn't good news.

"What's so bad about being in Europe?" England asked.

"Well you've got countries like France, he's pretty close to where you live and trust me: you don't want that. Then there's the Netherlands. He's pretty spooky. You don't need to worry about Finland but there are countries like Sweden in the north and he's pretty creepy." America explained.

England looked very scared. Suddenly the idea of being a country didn't sound very appealing to him. Europe sounded like a scary place, the way America had put it but the older country soon saw the look of fear on the boy's face and so he quickly tried to reassure him.

"Oh don't worry though! You'll be fine! I'm sure of it! Because... You got me! I won't let anyone harm ya! I'll always be here to protect ya so don't worry, 'kay?" America explained.

England beamed at his new brother and America smiled back at him. Then America ruffled England's hair, making England scrunch up his face. America leaned in and said in a low whisper:

"Remember, I'll always be here for you. Just as long as you're my brother, I'll always be there to protect you."

England's fears were finally put to rest upon hearing America's kind words.

"And as long as you're my brother then I know that I have nothing to fear!" England beamed.

America nodded and bidding his new brother goodbye, he left for home. On the way however, he ran into a small, creepy, French problem.

"Bonjour mon cher. Where are you returning from?" France asked casually.

"Oh nowhere special, where are you headed?" America asked.

"I am off to see ze little boy. You know, since 'e is my brother." France smiled.

"Really. Well I hate to tell ya froggy but England's my brother, he said so himself."

"England? Is zat 'is name? And 'ow do you know zat? You said you were 'nowhere special' are you saying zat ze boy isn't special?"

"Special to me, sure. But not to you since he's not your brother."

"Care to prove it?"

"That a challenge froggy?"

"Maybe, fatty."

The two glared at each other, each shooting equally as painful daggers into each other. The two had never looked as scary and standoffish as they did then, both determined to win England as their brother.

This became the start of yet another fight between the two, one that wasn't just for their stake...

But for England's future too.

I'm sorry but I just love that part with the eyebrows! There are a lot of parts that I love in this fic but you'll have to wait to see them! I can't wait for the Italy brothers to make an appearance... Look forward to that! Then there's Spain, he has a great role in this. Canada has a small but good role too. Oh but then there's China and Japan as well...

Ah I can't give away too much! R&R, PM with a question and...

Sayonara minna-san!

~Neko