Hey guys, and happy (super-late) 2010! Sorry for the long wait. Here's the next part!

Disclaimer: Axis Powers Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. This is completely fan-made

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It was a nice day today. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was cloudless. However, the setting did not suit America at all. His head was clouded with uncertainty about his love.

America was sitting under a tree in the field, pondering about his feelings for England.

Am I really willing to risk my relationship with England? I might end up losing him as a friend. And maybe Japan, too...

Alfred's head started to hurt from thinking too hard about it. This always happened whenever this question popped into his head. No matter how hard he thought, he was never able to get the answer.

America looked up and saw the branches of the tree. He saw the bright red apples growing from them. His mood lightened up when he saw the ripe fruits. After all, food always made him feel better.

He elbowed the tree hard enough so that it shook. One of the apples fell off and landed right in his hands. He bit right into the apple, only to find that there was a worm wiggling in it.

"Gross!!!" In a sudden reaction, he threw the apple out to the field, but it flew harder than he thought it would. It hit Japan hard on the back of his head, making him drop to the ground.

OH SHIT.

"Japan!" America called as he ran across the field to him. When he finally got to Kiku, England was already there holding him upright. Japan was trying to hold back tears and keep from grimacing, but failed to do so.

England carefully examined the blow. There was a big lump where the apple hit him. Luckily, he wasn't bleeding.

"Does this hurt?" Arthur tapped very lightly on the bruise.

"OW!!!" Japan yelped and threw his hands to the back of his head.

England held a few fingers up. "How many fingers do you see?"

"Uhh…thirteen…?" Kiku wasn't even looking straight at him.

"Yep, you're delirious."

"Look, I'm fine." He got up and tried to walk straight, but his sense of balance was too screwed up and he fell down. England caught him in his arms.

"Can't you see I'm worried about you?" He started carrying Japan to the house. He was too dizzy to realize that he was in England's arms and was muttering some sort of gibberish.

"What should I do?" America asked. "I feel bad about causing this."

"Just stay aside and don't break anything," Arthur replied. Then he walked away with Japan.

America just stood there, dazed by what just happened.

That must've been the Bad Apple.

The words "Can't you see I'm worried about you?" replayed in his head.

You say that to Japan, but not to me? In fact, ever since the American Revolution, I can't remember you ever expressing any special concern for me. Wait a sec…

He gasped when it hit him.

Don't tell me…he stopped liking me ever since I became independent?

Alfred shook away those thoughts.

No! I have to stay optimistic! I can't get all broody like this. It'll just lower my motivation to get England.

America decided to take a little rest. He went to the nearest tree and sat against it.

England…please love me…rescue me from my despair...

He started to doze off. Before he knew it, he was fast asleep.

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Finally!

America finally caught up to England and grabbed his hand.

"England, I...I love you!"

The Briton didn't respond. He didn't even look back at him.

America gulped and then continued.

"So...do you love me back?"

This time, he got a response. However, it was not the one he was hoping for.

England laughed. "Haha! Love you? Are you joking? Who'd ever fall in love with a stupid fatass like you?!"

...What...?

Alfred couldn't believe it. The worst he expected was a rejection and a little cursing, but THIS was something else.

He pretended to take it as a joke by laughing. However, hot tears started to form in his eyes.

"Arthur, I know you for being a total jerk and having a bad mouth, but don't you think this is a little overboard?"

England glared back at him. He pulled his wrist away.

"Don't ever call me that! Only the people that I care about can call me that!"

America's heart shattered. All of the hope and ambition that he had turned into sadness and despair.

"E-England...why...?"

Arthur turned back to face him. His eyes were ice cold.

"Don't you get it? I hate you. I gave you plenty of chances before you rebelled against me, but you blew all of them. Maybe if you stayed within my rule, then I would have loved you back..." His tone was malicious.

Alfred couldn't hold back anymore. Tears poured from his eyes. He cried loudly.

No...It can't be...No!!!

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"Wake up!"

America was awakened by a sharp pain in his cheek. His eyes flew open. He saw England standing over him.

"You idiot! You almost scared me to death!" England yelled. "You were screaming bloody murder, so I had to come over here."

"Oh...sorry." However, America wasn't paying much attention to him, for he was still in a daze after his nightmare. It took him a few moments until he realized that there were tears in his eyes and on his cheeks.

"Was I...crying?"

"Yeah. Looks like that you had one hell of a nightmare."

Alfred quickly wiped them away.

Dammit! He'll say that I'm a crybaby...

However, Arthur didn't insult him. In fact, he looked pretty worried.

"What was it about?" he asked him.

Alfred froze.

I can't tell him about it...

"I...I can't remember," he said. "I don't remember my dreams that well."

England stared at him for a minute. Then he said, "I guess that's just like you."

Arthur felt tired after running, so he laid down next to America. Alfred turned his head away from him to hide his blush. However, having his crush by his side comforted him a little.

The two of them stayed like that for a while. They just laid side by side, not saying anything.

"...Hey, England."

He turned to look at America.

"What's Japan to you?"

England gave him a questioning look.

"What kind of question is that?"

"Don't avoid it. I asked you first."

Arthur growled a little, but he answered him anyway.

"Japan...he's a dear friend to me. Unlike all of those bastards out there, he actually cares about me." He smiled shyly.

America's heart sank a little, but he gathered enough courage to ask the next question.

"What am I to you?"

England hesitated to answer.

"You're...different."

"Different? How-"

"I better check on Japan. He's still a little dizzy after that blow." Before America could stop him, he got up and ran to his house.

Alfred was left confused by his response.

Different...?

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Hope you guys enjoyed it! Unfortunately, I'll be putting the story on hold for now. I'm planning to work on a multichapter fic (cue the "OH NOEZ!") for Valentine's Day.

Review please!