AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hello all, I do not own Hetalia or any of it's characters. I do, however, own the OCs that'll be appearing in the story. There may be slight OOC-ness with the characters.

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Chapter ONE: Kiss Me Slowly!.

The British man stood by his window while staring out into the vast blooming town of London. He was a proud man, he should be. His green eyes were gleaming with pride and joy for his country until the door creaked open. Now all that gleamed from his eyes was the young maiden who entered through the wooden doors.

"Good afternoon Mr. Kirkland." She presented a bow as she spoke.

"Please…Amelia, I've told you before haven't I? I don't mind you calling me Arthur." He commented, showing a pleased smile on his lips. "How was the meeting with my brothers?"

"They…were the same as yesterday. I'm sorry Mr. Kir - I mean - Arthur." She quickly covered up her mistake and brushed it off as with a forced chuckle. "They weren't paying much attention to your request, I apologize…it was due to my presence…"

"What do you mean by that?" He asked, beckoning her to come closer towards him.

She obliged and continued to talk, "Er, well…They only want to speak to you they're always saying 'Arthur this' or 'My stupid brother that' and…those other ungrateful stuff."

"They're like that, I'm sure you're used to it by now right?" He said, sipping his Earl Grey. "Sit down Amelia please, you must be tired."

"Thank you Arthur…You're calm today, aren't you?" She noted, taking a seat down besides him on the love seat.

"I don't know…I-I just feel mellow today." He stated, taking another sip before gazing into her hazel orbs. "I missed you while you were gone…"

"That's sweet of you Arthur." She commented as his face lit a bright red.

"O-Of course that was because you weren't here to take care of the request and petitions my people send me." He frantically covered up his statement and cleared his throat. "A-Anyways…How are you liking it here in London?"

"I love it here…" She answered, sipping her tea and enjoying his company.

"That's good to hear, I personally don't want you to leave." He sternly spoke to her as his face grew serious. "Although I'm sure America would want you back to work with him…again."

She nodded and sighed sadly as he glanced away and sipped his warm drink emitting heat. In her mind she wished and hoped that she could stay longer with Arthur and stay in London. However she was only here to help him with business because of America.

Arthur caught glances at her and sighed as well, thinking to himself of his selfish wish. A selfish wish it was indeed but he wanted to stay a little longer with Amelia by his side. The days were pleasant and complete bliss when they worked together on loads of construction and projects to help the United Kingdom's economic grow larger than ever. However the memories he cherished most were the memories where they had long talks about everything and everyone, just enjoying each others company.

"A-Are you - Oh! - You can speak first." They spoke in unison as laughter erupted from them.

"You first Amelia." Arthur announced, acting quite like a gentleman.

"Oh…Okay, well…I was going to ask if you're interested on keeping me company tomorrow." She asked with a shy smile and rosy pink cheeks. "O-Oh, you don't have to go if you're-"

"I'm not busy at all! I-I mean…I'll be happy to accompany you tomorrow. I have nothing planned." He cleared his throat after his embarrassing statement.

"Great! Good night Arthur, I'll see you tomorrow at seven okay? I'll be in the living room." She gave a hug as she gave out the meeting point.

"Sweet dreams Amelia." He held back and said his good-byes before sighing of relief and joy. "Is this…going to be a date?"

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The next morning passed and his eyes were blood shot, he didn't sleep a wink from nervousness and countless thoughts rambling through his mind. He strolled down with coffee in his hand and a glum look of despair slapped on his face. However his eyes quickly lit back up as he saw her in her flowing white summer dress.

"Beautiful…" He murmured subconsciously as she seemed to do a slow motion when she turned her head towards him with a smile beaming right at him.

"Good morning Arthur, did you sleep well?" She asked, walking up closer to him.

"U-Uh, yea…Yea I had a good sleep and you?" He lied to her, although now it doesn't seem like he's quite that tired anymore.

"I couldn't…really sleep but I managed." She answered with a flustered look before opening the door. "Are you ready?"

"Of course, let's go." He declared cheerfully as he strolled out the door with her.

They strolled through the strip malls, laughing to their hearts content. Before rushing over towards the tea store to stock up on their tea supply for later. Arthur's eyes was always glued onto Amelia's pose, smile, and every expression she made; she was absolutely fascinating and beautiful in his eyes. Soon dusk came and they were lounging in the lounge and sipping on their newly bought tea.

"I had lots of fun today…Thank you Arthur…" She whispered as she stared at him from a distance.

"I did too…" He stated, staring at her as well. "Are you really…are you really going back to America?"

"Yes, I am…" She sadly replied while nodding slowly. "But…I can stay, if you want me to stay…Arthur."

Her eyes couldn't met his as he moved closer with a smile. He placed his enormously larger hand over her teeny slim ones and whispered into her ear. Shades of pink and red streaked across her cheeks as she also smiled with joy from his statement.

"I think I can finally say it to you…" He pulled back and began to speak to her with a stern tone. "I love you."

He gently tucked his palm behind her nape and slowly pulled her into a soothing kiss. Her eyes grew wide but she began to close them and was prepared for what awaits her in her future. He pulled away and allowed her to comprehend the situation.

"Arthur…" She began to speak but paused for a moment and stared deeply into his eyes. "When the time comes…"

"Don't run…just kiss me." He finished her words as his lips brushed across her's and moved in to plant another kiss.

His free hand trailed around her thigh as her hands made their way around his broad shoulders and around underneath his blazer. He began to slowly increase the passion and depth in their kiss as she followed his lead obediently. It was going to be a night to remember, no doubt about it.

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Hoped you all liked it! Don't forget to review! o(^ u^)o Oh, and Amelia is an OC just in case you're wondering.

SONG: Kiss Me Slowly

ARTIST: Parachute