(I accidentally posted chapter one twice…sorry! XD As I said I am new to this. I fixed it though so enjoy this new chapter! Thanks for the reviews by the way!)
England goes on with the rest of the day after Japan's visit, a world meeting in America (which showed no progress and made him very tired), chatting with Flying Mint Bunny, and drinking tea with the fairies as usual. There was one small change, however. France was nowhere to be seen. England was planning on asking him about what Japan had said earlier in the morning but France is apparently absent from the meeting and England is pretty sure that going over to the pervert's place would bring bloody consequences. He couldn't ask Japan, it's hard to make the usually calm country mad but he still didn't want to pester him, being the good gentleman he was.
England collapsed onto his bed, exhausted from thinking too hard. Time passes by so quickly that before he knew it, he had been thinking of the visit the entire day. England blushes slightly, since when did he care so much about what France says? He never cared before. England closes his eyes, by tomorrow everything will be back to normal. He drifts off to sleep and dreams about unicorns and rainbows…
February 2nd
Bright green eyes shoots open as England hears a clamor in his kitchen. Darn it, he was having a pretty wicked dream too…
England darts up and rushes to his kitchen. Has someone broken into his house? He finds his answer as he enters the kitchen, or rather, hears it.
"Ahhhh! Germany, the British are coming!" screams the little Italian in his kitchen, cloaked with flour and apron stained with sauce. Italy screams and only shuts up when England threatens to make him eat his cooking. Afterward though, England is a bit disappointed that it worked so well. His cooking isn't really that bad….
"Italy, what are you doing here? Go home lad, you are making a ruckus. How did you get in anyway?" asks the blonde in annoyance. Italy didn't seem fazed by England at all, probably got that from all the scolding from Germany.
"Veeee~ I was supposed to give you a message from France but I got lost in your house and found the kitchen and decided to make some pasta. Do you want pasta to England? Everyone loves pasta!" says the Italian all in one breathe. England sighs and rubs his temples as Italy continues rambling on about pasta. He said something about pasta…getting lost…a message from France…
England's eyes shoot open. Wait, a message from France? England interrupts Italy's rambling and asks about the message. Italy looks confused for second then smiles. England can practically see the light-bulb above his head as the country remembers why he came here in the first place.
"Ve~ Big brother France told me to tell you Ti amo for him!" states the boy. The boy suddenly pulls out an orange rose from who knows where and waves it in the air like a white flag. He hands England the rose, England is suddenly reminded of what happened yesterday with Japan.
"W-what is this for?" asks England in surprise.
"I think I'm supposed to give this to you to. Take good care of it! Veee~" The Italian waves goodbye suddenly and races out the door leaving England utterly confused. What just happened?
England then remembers the rose that Japan gave him. He panics, where was it at? He searches the messy kitchen, taking note to clean it up later, searches the living room, which was rather brainless of him since he never even went there yesterday, and then searches his room. He finds it on his nightstand in good shape.
He smiles, how could he forget such a gift from his friend Japan? He decides to go to his kitchen to find a vase. He didn't have one so he empties a jar of pickles from the fridge, fills it with water, and places them in there, all the while thinking of Italy's words…
Ti amo.