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I shrugged it off, maybe he got caught in traffic, that happens a lot here in New York. I sighed softly, resting my head in my had. I wish I could have a relationship like Italy and Germany. I thought jealously as I looked at them talking to each other. Smiling and laughing. Seems like Italy is the only one who can make the German smile. Maybe me and England will end up like that. It took Germany awhile to confess to the clueless Italian. Hmm... But Arthur said he loved me like a brother. It was definitely that way. It was in his eyes and the way you smile.

I groaned inwardly. I know he feels the same, the way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not paying attention. The way he makes fun of me, flushes whenever I call him Iggy, or cute or whatever. Its funny really, I bet what France says is true. We're sexually frustrated. You can sense it in the air whenever we're alone. He's just holding back, he probably thinks I hate him. Which I do not! its not a heros duty to hate anyone.

The door flew up, reveling Arthur who walked in looking rather.. Angry yet flustered. But.. why? I sat up straighter noticing Francis walking in after him, with that snarky grin of his after he gets what he wants. I watched as he eyed Arthurs ass as he walked to his seat, sending glares at anyone who dare look. Arthur sat in front of me, across the table. Francis took the seat next to me, blowing a kiss toward Arthur.

I felt a pang in my chest at that. He made Arthur blush, glaring even more. They're hiding something. They couldn't have possibly.. No.. No Arthur wouldn't do anything with Francis, they hate each other! That's just.. impossible. I shook my head to get the thoughts out of my head. Don't just jump to conclusions idiot. Just talk to him after The meeting. Yeah I'll do that.

I was brought back to the real world when Ludwig stood and shouted for everyone to be quiet so the meeting could begin. I decided I'd be silent this meeting, not normal for me at all. Maybe it'll get Arthurs attention. Mhm it should work! I smile a little taking out my note book acting like I was writing down notes. Which I was obviously doodling! I mean who takes notes anymore during these boring meetings. With that, I tuned out starting on my doodles until the break.

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"Mein gott... Break! be back in an hour!" Ludwig groaned in frustration. Thank god! I would have died if I stayed in this room for any longer. I stood up and put my thing in my brief case. I noticed Francis and Arthur already leaving.. together.. What? I scowled a little following after them.

"Yo Iggy!" I called out, waving happily at the Englishmen. Causing the duo to stop, Francis turning around with a small smile, but Arthur with an annoyed look. Oh well, I'm use to that anyway. "Iggy can I talk to you?" I asked stopping in front of him grinning.

"What do you need? I'm hungry you git." He scowled crossing his arms impatiently.

"Er.. Can we talk.." I said glancing at Francis. "Alone."

Arthur sighed. "Alright fine. I'll meet you at the café alright?" he said to Francis before walking off expecting me to follow. Which I did.

He walked into a vacant room, closing the door after I walked in. He turned to face with me a look that says 'so what do you want idiot?'

"Well.. I couldn't help but notice.. How you and Francis are acting with each other.." I muttered, looking at Arthur confused like. I mean, they hate each other, they're always fighting so why are they suddenly so close?

I saw Arthur blush lightly at this. "I have no idea what you're talking about idiot. Now if you'll excuse me." he said reaching for the door handle. I shot my arm out grabbing his wrist. "Arthur.. Please.. A-are you two.. together?" I asked quietly, my hand slightly tightening around Arthurs wrist. Why am I acting so possessive.. I mean he isn't really mine. But God do I want him to be mine.

"Its none of your bloody business what me and Francis are doing." He glared jerking his hand away from mine.

"Drop the act. I know you're faking it." I said, looking at him desperately. I mean, I'm panicking a little. I don't want Francis to have Arthur! I deserve him, not the wine loving bastard! Oh great, now I'm sounding like Arthur.

Arthur glared at me for moment before it softened, and he sighed. "Damn it.. Ok.." he said stepping away from me, straightening out his suit. "Francis and I have become a couple."

LAWL.. Sorry.. qwq it'll be one sided (kinda of) until the end