England sighed as he lay in his room. He had no idea where Russia had taken Canada off to, but he was to tired to care much, soon slipping into sleep. He dreamed about America when he was younger and not trying to kill them all. He smiled in his sleep at the though of him playing hero, even though it always ended badly for him. He also remembered how he had wanted to hold him in his arms. He didn't understand why he was like this now. He didn't raise him to be like this…

*

Canada huffed as Russia set him down. "I can walk on my own you know!" he snapped at him, which just caused Russia to smile wider

"You came long way in the cold, da?" Russia said, "You must be sore and cold!" Canada sighed, glaring at n him. Suddenly a dark look came over Russia's smiling face as he sat next to Canada. He pulled him into his lap and hugged him, "Just like before da? Only now it's more comfortable….." Russia muttered, his cool breathe making Canada shudder.

"R-Russia, please let me go…." He muttered, holding back a whimper as a hand slid down his side.

"Now why would I do that?" Russia muttered, his twisted thoughts apparent in his voice. Canada flinched then, to his surprise, pulled away. He turned to face Russia, totally bewildered. "Just Kidding!" Russia smiled, back to the face of childish innocence, got up and left, leaving Canada alone.

"What the fuck?" Canada swore under his breathe before locking the door and getting in the bed, not able to fall asleep.

*

England stirred in his sleep when he heard his door click open. He had heard Russia pass by hours ago and he knew how deep the Russian could sleep, "Latvia, is that you?" he muttered, half-asleep as he sat up. The door creaked open further. He couldn't see who it was in the dark, so he reached over and turned on the lamp and gasped, "W-WHAT ARE Y-" he was cut off as his lips were embraced by the others, his eyes wide in shock. After he regained his sences after about 25 seconds, he pulled away.

"Keep quiet now ok?" The man muttered sitting next to the British man on the bed.

"Why are you here America?!" England growled angrily.

"To claim you of course…." He muttered and kissed him again, forcing his tounge into the other mans mouth, exploring every little place he could get to before he was shoved off.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" England screamed, waking the whole house. America smirked and bolted from the room. England scampered out of the covers and followed out into the hall to see no sign of the American, only Russia , Latvia and Canada make their way to his room.

"What's your issue?" Canada panted, clearly he had run from his room. He glanced into England's room seeing no one, and looked around, "Dude there's no one here eh!"

"Yes England you tell us why you woke us up da?" the Russian said, clear annoyance on his smiling face. England shuddered at the look he was getting from the man

"A-America! H-he was here! He just!" England looked around at the unbelieving faces.

"Arthur….America is currently in Mexico…..remember he went to attack their capital?" Canada stated slowly, making also sure he was a bit away from Russia.

"No! He was here! In my room!! HE KISSED ME!!" England freaked. Everyone, even Latvia burst out laughing holding their guts.

"AMERICA? KISS YOU?!" Canada fell to the ground laughing. "He'd sooner kiss FRANCE!" he laughed, tears rolling down his face

"He would sooner kiss GERMANY!!" Russian laughed, somewhat twisted in tone that made England cringe, both from anger and fear. "You were having dream then da?" The large Russian said after the three stopped laughing.

"M-mr. England, maybe you should not eat sugar before bed…" Latvia said and led him back into his room

"But he was here…." He muttered. Everyone headed back to their own rooms after that.