The other countries probably looked at them funny, but did it really matter?
The sun-haired boy threw his head back, laughing at something the black-haired one said. They sat at a table apart from the others, sheets of paper scattered over the table.
Russia sighed, picking a stray document off the floor. "America, please refrain from doing that, da?"
"Did you hear what he said?" America demanded. "It's so true!"
"America-kun," Japan said. "The others are staring."
"So?" America glanced over his shoulder. "Hey, Yao! Over here!"
The elder nation fixed him with a glare as he took his seat next to Russia. "I told you not to call me that, aru."
"But Yao's name is so pretty!" Russia protested.
China sighed. "I said him, not you."
A grin spread across Russia's face. "Spasibo, Yao!"
"Hey!" America exclaimed. "Why does he get to call you that?"
"Because we are friends," China said, rolling his eyes. "Besides, you are much younger than both of us, aru."
"I am glad we are almost done with the meetings," Japan said. "America-kun, I think your presentation is next?"
America grimaced, but quickly covered it up. "Yeah. Don't worry, it'll be awesome. I'm the hero, after all."
"And what does that make us?" Russia asked.
America shrugged. "Whatever you want to be, I guess."
China scoffed, drawing attention from other nations seated nearby. "Oh? Can I choose to not know you?"
"Hey, don't be mean!" America glanced down at his untouched plate of hamburgers. "I'm not that bad!"
"You are very…" Japan paused. "...excitable, sometimes."
"So?" America poked a man next to him. "Hey, Matt. Do you think I'm okay?"
Canada jumped. "W-what?"
"Thank you for joining the conversation, Canada-san," Japan said.
America stared at him. "Was that sarcasm?"
"..."
"Oh my goodness! Guys! Kiku was sarcastic! Did any of you guys get that?"
"Why would we be recording this pointless conversation?" China asked.
"I was recording it," Russia said. "I will give you clip of Japan's sarcasm, da?"
"What's going on?" Canada asked.
America turned back to him. "Were you asleep or something?"
Canada glanced away. "Maybe."
China rolled his eyes. "Aiya," he muttered.
"Everyone!" a voice roared. The five nations turned, and saw Germany standing by the doors. "The meeting will come back together in five minutes!"
China stood. "Finally, aru. Talking to you westerners makes my head hurt."
"That's not nice either!" America protested, following his lead. "Just because you're like, thirteen times older than me doesn't make you any better!"
"Calm down," Japan said. "We need to return to the meeting soon."
The others nodded. With a few last farewells, they went their separate ways.
Of course, the image of them laughing together didn't do much to reassure the other nations.
After all, things had seemed perfectly chummy before that one almost-war…
-:-
A man stood on the crest of a hill, staring up at the foggy dark sky above.
"Arthur?" a voice called. Another man appeared behind him. "It's getting late."
"Where did we go wrong?" Arthur asked, voice barely more than a whisper. "How did everything end like this?"
The other man sighed and walked to stand next to him. "I've told you many times. There is nothing we could have done. We can only move forward, now."
Arthur looked down. "Yes. With any luck, they'll come back."
"Of course they will," the other man said. A smile spread across his face. "Come on, mon cher. You'll get cold if you stay out too long."
So, I decided to turn this into a series of sorts. I'll probably never make the full book, but hey! Maybe you can piece together what's happening through these oneshots!
If you feel up to it, please leave a review!
There was actually a review on the last oneshot.
sasunaru13: Thank you! I love adding little nuances onto these precious little characters. I'm glad someone likes them!
