(Arthur's POV)

My surroundings look nice and peaceful, wide open lush green fields with a few big trees. It takes a while of walking until I find who I'm looking for.

"Hello America I'm back!" I say cheerfully but I'm greeted by a cold stare from the younger blue eyed nation. "What's wrong, are you okay?" There was another uneasy silence. "Hey if there's something you want to tell me just say it already!" Alfred gave an arrogant sigh.

"Fine I'll tell you then, I hate you." He said simply. I was shocked at how those words came out so easily, my heart felt as if it were tearing like paper. "That's right I really do hate you so why don't you try killing yourself again like you did after I won independence only this time succeed!" Those words cut like blades and now I really did feel like killing myself. I started crying like a mad man, I shouldn't even reply I just stared at him, tears rolling down my cheeks. "Here if you want help I'll let you barrow my gun." He said with a smile that could scare Russia as he tossed the hand gun to me. I stared at it for a long time, tears still falling.

"Fine, if it makes you happy I will! I only wish for you happiness and if I'm in your way I'll end that now." Alfred smirked, I didn't look at him I just knew he did. I reached for the gun my hand was trembling while I got a hold of it. I stared at it for a while thinking, am I really going to kill myself? I took the safety off the gun and pointed it to my head. Poor field… it's going to be stained red… I looked at Alfred's smiling face one more time then I pulled the trigger.

I woke up with a start. I was sweaty and I couldn't remember where I was or how I got here, but last night's events slowly came back to me. I got drunk, some blurry events, Alfred was taking me home, I got knocked out and now I'm in my house with a bloody hangover that hurts like hell. I took a better survey of my surroundings and see Alfred. What is he still doing here, I thought he'd leave by now. He looked focused on something. I quietly got out of bed and crept up behind him to see what he was doing. Damn he's tall… I had to hop a few times so I could see, good thing I'm light on my feet.

First hop: He was reading a book

2nd hop: It was the last page of a hand written book.

3rd hop: It was my event log and he was reading the part where I said I loved him!

"Why the bloody hell are you reading that?" My cheeks felt burning hot and tears were welling up in my eyes. Oh god he really will hate me now…

(Regular POV)

Shit shit what do I do! Alfred was racking his brain trying to find a way to find a way to calm the Brit down and he had to explain the situation. God help me please. And as if by magic he had an idea and like many of his ideas, plans and projects he didn't think of the outcome he just did it.

Alfred cradled Arthur's chin in his hand and tilted his head up to face him. Arthur was still sobbing and blushing. Oh god what is he going to say? I don't want to look at his face. With that he closed his eyes tight only to have them open again in shock as he felt Alfred's soft, warm lips clumsily press against his. His tears immediately ceased as he started to kiss back. They were at it a bit until a little thing called oxygen was needed. They broke the kiss at the same time both panting. Arthur's eyes were filled with confusion as he stared up at the larger smiling nation. Arthur was speechless all he knew was that his cheeks were probably bright red.

They were like that for a few minutes thinking of what to say or in Alfred's case thinking Shoot I didn't plan this far… Arthur say something! D: Luckily, he did say something or rather murmured.

"I thought you would have hated me more if you found out…" The still blushing Brit said almost inaudiblely.

"Wait, hate you? How could I hate yo-"he was cut off.

"Then why did you leave?" His outburst was a little louder than expected.

"The only reason I left was that I didn't like paying taxes for a government I don't get to be involved in and.. I didn't want to be a burden to you.. but I didn't know me leaving would hurt you so much Arthur… I'm sorry, but I don't regret it." A pause. "Cuz being independent means I can be more than a little brother figure, I can be like your personal hero" There was a long moment of silence but something about the atmosphere felt comforting.

"You really are a git aren't you?" Arthur said with a smile spreading on his face. In response Alfred gave a big grin.

"Heh guess I am."

"Well what do we do now?" said the now cheerful Brit

"Well I'm kinda hungry-" cut off

"I could make us something to eat!"

"No! uhh I mean… I'll do it you should get changed" Few~ dodged a bullet there…

"Okay then, wait a second-" Arthur finally looked over himself and noticed he was wearing his pajamas. How did I get changed last night… Oh Bloody Hell!

"You changed my clothes!" He felt his cheeks get significantly warmer.

"You were drenched from the rain! I didn't want you to get sick!" his cheeks were putting on a similar blush.

From an apartment two buildings over a certain Frenchmen was listening and watching them via binoculars and bugs he put in England's room

"Just as planed! I knew they were cute together."

"Ve~ France-niichan how did you know they liked eachother?" said Feliciano as he was eating his pasta.

"because I am the nation known for love so I just know" A short pause. "Now to wark on you and Germany."

"Ve~?"

Author's notes: Whoo finally got my lazy arse to finish it! \^v^/ yea it was the combination of procrastination making videos and pure laziness that kept me from making this earlier well I hope you enjoyed it. Ps review plz ^w^