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Chapter Two

"Thanks." America smiled before heading into Hawaii's room.

Closing the door behind him, he saw her lying on the bed; weak, defeated, but still happy and smiling to see him.

"Alfred!" she exclaimed.

"Leilani.." America said, walking closer to her and sat in the chair by the bedside. "How are you feeling?"

"Well the doctor did a nice job stitching me up and-" Hawaii stopped mid-sentence, staring at the nation across from her. America looked at her wondering why he had stopped, she reached out and cupped America's cheeks and gave him a small kiss on his forehead. "Thank you."

America broke when he saw that forgiving smile. He looked down, shaking his head and clenching the bed sheets.

"I'm. So. Sorry." America choked out. The same pain from years before flooded him all at once. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Hawaii sighed and leaned in to America with a warm embrace. "I know. It's okay."

"No." America pushed her off of him. "No. It's not okay."

He stared at her in shock…and amazement. When America walked around the island to waste time while Hawaii was getting stitched up he felt the accusing stares all around him. He was a foreigner to the island, he was haole, a white person. America heard the silent stares and the whispered words of hate, but surprisingly enough the attention wasn't on him this time, they were on the japs. The Japanese citizens of Hawaii had the attention today.

But America could still remember the words uttered behind him and the words yelled straight in his face. It felt like many centuries had passed since America was ordered to make Hawaii a territory. To use whatever force necessary to conquer the island. But it wasn't too long ago…The indigenous people hated white people ever since, America remembered his last visit a few years ago.

"Eh, what dat haole stay here for?"

"Stupid haole."

"Che. Go back mainland!"

He was scared to walk by himself at times, the hatred radiated off some of the people. How much spite they had for the people who chained their Queen and destroyed their ways, destroyed their language, their culture, destroyed everything they were. It was strange, when America was at home in the capital he remembered hate crimes committed against African-Americans for being a different color, that if you weren't white—you weren't as important…But here in Hawaii it was different. If you were white, you were different, you weren't as important. Ironic isn't it?

America couldn't help but stare at Hawaii in amazement; her people hate him so much. Hated America so much. Yet she was showing forgiveness. It worried America, staring at her deep brown eyes, he wondered how she could fight off the anger her people felt.

How did she do it?

A sudden fire filled America's eyes.

Anger.

Hate.

Jealousy.

An inner rage filled him. Mad at Hawaii for being so composed, for being such a better nation than he was.

But then he looked at her again, she was tired, her eyes use to sparkle with adventure and curiosity. She was once a mighty warrior who fought along her leaders throughout time. But now they were dull. She was so exhausted. But the spark that had lit in America did not die down; he heard the locals' voices in his head.

"No can trust dose japs."

"It's da japs fault.

"Da japs when do dis."

America knew whose fault this was. He knew how to direct his anger. He would never let anyone hurt Hawaii. Never again would he see Hawaii cry.

Never.

(Break)

The door flew open as a blue-eyed blond walked through them, determination and rage etched across his face.

"I swear I'll never forgive them!" America shouted, his fists hit the president's desk with a loud thump-although it was obvious America had held back a lot of his power with that action.

"There's nothing we can do but help our new allies in this war- we will defeat the Axis Powers Alfred." The president calmly retorted.

"I don't want to just defeat them! I want to crush Japan for what he did." America stood ridged, his hands clenched at his side, nails digging into his skin hard enough to draw blood. "I will make him pay for what he did to her. I'll make sure he feels ten times the pain she did."

"Who are you speaking of?" the president asked, already knowing the answer.

"Japan hurt Hawaii. I will repay him for that action."

"And how are you going to do that?" the president asked earnestly, ready for any crazy ideas he knew Alfred was bound to spout. But, with the intense animosity raging within his eyes, it was almost impossible to not take him seriously.

"I've heard that Einstein has been helping with a new weapon." America unclenched his hands and placed them down calmly on the President's desk, leaning forward, looking him straight in the eyes. "I say we make Japan the first test subject."

"I'm not too sure about that right now Alfred, it's still in production." The president shook his head.

"Then until then, I don't want to see another Japanese person in this country." Alfred said.

"Alfred, I can't just send all of them away." The president sighed. Alfred stood back up, his hands at his sides, much calmer than 10 seconds ago.

"Yes you can." Alfred replied.

"How?" the president sighed.

"Internment camps." Alfred whispered, his eyes narrowed and remarkably calm.

WELP. It is super short. But, oh well.

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