This is a follow up to the previous chapter that wasn't part of the original kink meme post. I may have posted it on my lj somewhere, but I can't find it, so it's just as possible that I never posted it anywhere. Until now.

Pairings for this part include: USUK, Spain/America, Spamano, Japan/America, Japan/Taiwan (Mei), RusAme, and America/Netherlands (Lars). Mathais = Denmark.

Enjoy.

2 Months to Prom

Prom was one of biggest moment in any girls' life, second only to her wedding day, and Alfreda F. Jones knew exactly who she wanted to go to prom with: Student Council President Arthur Kirkland. Unfortunately that was a bit trickier than when she first announced her decision to her sister, because Arthur was a traditionalist, aka, he would want to ask her, whereas Ally was a girl who preferred to just take what she wanted before someone else showed up and walked away with it, and someone would walk away with Arthur, she just knew it.

But her sister convinced her to wait for Arthur to ask her, so that's what she decided to do. She didn't want to be too forceful with him and scare him off, even if they had been friends for almost forever.

Plus there was the possibility he didn't see her like that, and she would just embarrass herself, so it was much better to wait for him to ask her.

Ally sighed as she opened her locker. Patience wasn't her best virtue, but Arthur was a little shy about these things, and tickets just went on sale. She knew it would be a while but…

THUMP! She looked over to see Arthur sprawled out on the floor after tripping over his own feet. He looked so adorable with that grumpy little look on his face and the way he blushed and his eyebrows did their little furrowing thing that she couldn't help herself. She laughed. Other people in the hallway were laughing too, but hers was the loudest.

She took a while to compose herself, even after Arthur got up. Eventually she caught his eye and for some reason, Ally thought that maybe she wouldn't have to wait so long for Arthur to ask her. He had no other reason to be here right? A girl could always hope.

"Hey Artie," she called out, "What are you doing over here? Isn't your first class on the other side of the school?" Not that she had his schedule memorized or anything…it was just helpful if she showed up spontaneously to give him more opportunities to ask her is all. She's certainly not stalking him.

"I, uh, had some important Student Council thing to do over here…it's not like I'm here for you or anything."

"Oh, right," of course that was it. Of course he wouldn't go out of his way for her. Arthur was probably going to ask someone else anyway and she's just being selfish. No, she's being silly and negative. He still has plenty of time to ask her. "Well the bell's gonna ring in like five seconds, so you should get going if you don't want to be late!"

"Yes…I was just heading back…"

"Well, see ya in English then!" Ally waved as she headed to her Spanish class.

"Hola Senorita Ally!" Antonio greeted as she takes her seat next to him. Ally doesn't think it's really fair that someone who was originally from Spain got to take Spanish for their foreign language requirement even though it was his first language, but whatever. She doesn't make the rules, and he let her cheat off of him sometimes, so it's all good.

"Hey Antonio!"

"Say, Senorita," he pulled a rose out from somewhere and handed it to her, "would you like to go to prom with me?"

"What are you-?"

But class started, so they had to pay attention for five minutes while the teacher poorly explained some concept that Ally would have to ask Antonio about later. But then the worksheet was handed out, and they could talk again.

"What were you talking about, Antonio?" she asked as he quickly filled out both of their worksheets.

"I am talking about me and you and prom, Senorita," he smiled at her, "What do you say?"

"Wh-what about you and Lovina…"

"Ah, yes, well…" he blushed and adverted his eyes, "she, uh, said no when I asked her…"

"What?! But you're dating her! That's like a requirement!"

"Not so much anymore…" he looked like he was about to cry, "I'm not exactly sure what I did, but she started yelling at me and, well, you know…"

This was the third time this month they'd broken up. She usually ended up feeling bad for Antonio, even if half of the time he did deserve it, because Lovina had quite a temper and a tendency to be aggressive when angry.

Wait, what if Arthur thought about her that way? People have told her she was aggressive in the past…what if he finds that a turn off? Or worse, what if he knows Lovina's available and asks her instead? She's pretty hot and loaded…guys like that right? And she's so thin too, despite all that pasta eats. Maybe she should take Antonio up on his offer…

"Sorry Antonio," Ally ended up replying, "but Lovina'll kill me if I go with you." He looked disappointed, so she gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, "I'm sure the two of you will be back together by the end of the day."

"Really? You think so?" She nodded and he happily set to work completing their homework.

Word had gotten to Lovina that Antonio had asked Ally, so natural she wasted no time taking her man back. Antonio was thrilled.

Arthur still hadn't asked her yet.

1 Month to Prom

Ally sighed as she reached into her locker and grabbed her lunch.

"Is everything alright, Ally-san?" her friend, Kiku, asked.

"Hey Kiku," she replied, depressed, "No, everything's cool."

"If you say so…"

"It's just," she went on anyway, "Arthur still hasn't asked me to prom yet, and I really want him too."

"I'm sure he'll get around to it eventually."

"Maybe, but what if he doesn't…"

"If he does not, then you can go with someone else. You have had a few other offers, yes?"

"I suppose…but I really want to go with Arthur."

"If that's the case, my advice is to just wait it out. He'll as you when he's ready."

"You're absolutely right Kiku!" Ally grinned and grabbed his wrist, "If I want to get Arthur to ask me, then I need to create the opportunity by spending as much time with him as humanly possible!"

"I am pretty sure that was not what I said," but she was too caught up in her plan already as she dragged him outside to the tree where they knew Arthur and the Vice President, Francis, always ate lunch. They spotted them as they approached and waved.

"Hello Arthur-san, Francis-san," Kiku greeted politely.

"Hey! It's such a nice day out we decided to eat with you."

"You could at least ask first, git," Arthur muttered, but there was no venom in it and he and Francis did move aside to make room for them, so while Kiku thanked them, Ally just stuck her tongue out. Arthur looked away and shuffled some more.

They ate lunch in relative silence, Ally breaking it occasionally with random chitchat until Arthur called out her name.

"Artie?" she called after he just stared off into space for a while, "Did you want something?"

"I…uh…" he started looking left and right nervously. Maybe now he would finally…

"Uh…a-are you going to eat that?" Arthur ended up asking, pointing at her remaining burger.

"Of course I am! Why?" What kind of question was that? When had she never not finished her lunch? Unless that was why he wasn't asking her! He probably thought she was such a fat pig. "Do you…you don't think I'm getting too fat do you?!"

She barely registered Francis's facepalm and Kiku's disappointed head shake, too focused on Arthur's reaction. "N-no! Not at all," he blushed and waved his hands in front of him, "I was just still hungry is all…"

"Oh," if that was all, "then you can have it if you want." She really did want it, but if Arthur wanted it, then he could have it. She was so kind and thoughtful, he really should appreciate it and ask her out already. He didn't go that far, but he did seemed content with the burger, and that made giving it to him worth it.

Eventually they had to go class, so Ally and Kiku said their farewells and headed back inside.

"Ally-san," Kiku said when they arrived at her locker again, blushing this time "if you do not want to wait for Arthur-san, I would not mind terribly taking you."

She knew what he was doing, could see from the telltale blush on his normally composed face, and she thought it was sweet. It probably would be easier on everyone to just take her friend up on his offer.

"Sorry Kiku," she ended up saying, "but, it's Arthur…"

"That is quite alright," he nodded in understanding.

"You know, I think Mei still doesn't have a date."

"Y-yes…" his blushed deepened at the mention of his long time crush, "I've heard that as well."

"I bet she's waiting for a certain someone to ask her, too," Ally gave him her best confidence boosting grin, "I think you should go for it."

Kiku just nodded, dropping the subject there.

At the end of the day, Kiku did ask Mei, and she said yes.

Still no word from Arthur.

2 Weeks to Prom

"Hello Ally," Ivan said as he approached the girl sneakily from behind. God she hated it when he did that.

"Hey Ivan. You can't copy my chemistry homework."

He chuckled, "Why would I want to worse?" She glared at him in warning and raised a fist, "But that is not why I am here. You remember the proposal I made to you last week yes?"

Proposal? Since when were they getting married? She didn't want to marry Ivan! She wasn't ready for that kind of commitment with anyone, but if she had to pick…well, it wouldn't be Ivan. All they'd ever really done together was compete for the highest grade in every science class since kindergarten, although last week he did ask her to prom for the sixth time…oh. Maybe he was talking about that.

"What about it?" Ally said out loud.

"Word on the street says that you still do not have a date. I am letting you know that my offer is still on the table if you do not wish to go alone," he smirked and leaned a little closer, "I still do not know why you're bothering to wait," Ivan whispered in her ear, "when there are…better choices, on the table so to speak."

So he knew she was waiting for Arthur. That wasn't all that surprising, in fact it seemed like the only person who didn't know that was Arthur, but still to say it like that so obviously, like even he doubted that Arthur would ever ask her…it hurt. How dare he voice her insecurities like that! And how dare he assume he knows what's best for her! Ally knows exactly what she wants, and it's not Ivan Braginski.

Clearly, the most obvious choice of action was to punch him in the stomach.

Ivan stepped back and curled up on himself to shield his injured midsection from another blow as Ally stared down at him threateningly.

"I already told you six times, no, I will not go to prom with you! You're starting to get creepy, and I don't like creepers…you know what happens to things I don't like." He should; they've been in the same science class since forever.

"I was merely concerned about you," he said as he straightened up. Ivan recovered too quickly for her liking; she was obviously losing her touch, "you still don't have a date, yes? If you wait for him too long…" There he was putting her fears into words again. She stepped forward with her fist still raised, and he backed down, "I get it! Not me, yes?"

"Yes, not you," Ally lowered her fist when she felt that Ivan wouldn't try anything else. He looked genuinely sad though, which made Ally feel a tinge of guilt. They were rivals, but it's not like she hated the guy. "Sorry Ivan," she tried to explain, "but-"

"I understand," he smiled at her in a way that let her know he truly did understand, "I hope he does ask you soon, but if he doesn't…"

She liked that about Ivan. Yes, they were rivals, but he wasn't afraid to tell her exactly how he felt when it mattered. Sometimes Ally wished Arthur could do that…

"If he doesn't, maybe," she could let her rival have that at least.

"That is good enough," he gave her one last encouraging smile and a nod before heading on his way.

Ally went off in the other direction, muttering about the high school rumor mill letting everyone but Arthur know her feelings, and promptly crashed into a blonde haired green eyed someone as she rounded the corner.

"Oh, Artie!" he was supposed to be on the other side of the school right now, so the fact that he was here instead was a thrill, "What's up?"

"I…" he started, then stopped, and seemed to resolve himself to do something. Maybe this time, she didn't want to get her hopes up, but he looked right into her eyes and said…

"The ceiling?" he coughed and blushed, which was adorable, and left Ally confused.

"Hm?" Oh right, her question. He must have taken it literally, so she looked up just to check. Yup, it was still there, "You're right. The ceiling is up."

"I've got to go," he said quite suddenly, "Student Council business and all that," Arthur started retreating, to spend the least amount of time with her as possible.

"Oh, okay," it made sense, she supposed, Arthur was a busy guy, but it seemed he had been avoiding her lately, so she had to ask, "See you later?"

"Yes, later…" Why did he sound unsure? "See you then."

He never did meet her later.

3 Days to Prom

Ally sat down in English class, upset for several reasons.

1) Ivan had scored higher than her on that chemistry test the other day. And he was rubbing it in.

2) Her parents had gotten the cell phone bill, and Macy was hanging her out to dry on the huge data charge.

3) Arthur still hadn't asked her to prom yet.

As she leaned back and mentally lamented her life, she didn't notice Arthur enter the room and stand in front of her desk until he started talking.

"Uh, Ally…"

"Oh, hey Artie!" she smiled at him, "What's up?"

He stared off into space for a while before snapping out of where ever he was, "I uh, I was just wondering if…"

Ally leaned forward, expectations high.

"If you, um…did the homework for today?" only to have them crushed.

Wait, what homework?

"There was homework due today?" she looked away and started having a mini freak out in her head.

"No no! There isn't! I was just, um…testing you. To make sure you were paying attention yesterday."

Oh was that all. Stupid jerk. Stupid jerk who tricked her like that and didn't as her out. "I was paying attention! I was paying so much attention that I forgot to take notes…"

He sighed and took his seat next to her, "I'll lend you mine after class."

History was next, and Ally didn't really like history all that much. What's so great about learning about dead people? It's not like they ever did anything for her! And Europe had all those countries that came and went and there were so many dates and names to memorize. It didn't help that Lars was in her history class either.

Lars was one of those boys that your parents told you to stay away from. You pretended to listen to them while secretly staring at him out of the corner of your eye as he looked all moody and lonely and you secretly crushed on him and wanted to change even if you actually just went on that downward spiral with him. Yeah, Lars was that guy.

Ally never saw Lars's appeal like most of the other girls did. Yeah, he was cute, but in her opinion Arthur was cuter (it was probably the eyebrows, she loved a man with big eyebrows) and yeah, the bad-boy thing was appealing, but Gilbert had more of that going for him, and look at how far it got him. Elizaveta picked Roderich instead didn't she? And another thing-

"Hey," Lars said as he took his seat right next to her.

"Hey," she said right back, albeit a tad more depressed.

"My sis says you still don't have a date for prom."

"What's it to you?"

"I don't either," he shrugged and half the girls in the class swooned, "Want to go together?"

That was easy for him wasn't it? See Arthur, it wasn't that hard to ask her out. Why won't he do it?

"Sure," Ally found herself saying, "We can go together."

"Cool," he leaned back in his seat and Ally spent the rest of the class doodling in her notebook, convincing herself this was the right choice, that Arthur was probably going with someone else by now anyway.

"Is it true?" Toris asked as they sat down in the empty classroom to start studying, "Are you really going to prom with Lars?"

"That just happened like last period!" Ally exclaimed, "How do you know that already?"

"Mathias is in your history class," he explained, "you know what a gossip he is."

"True," she sighed, "but I still didn't want anyone to find out so fast."

"What do you expect? It's Lars. Everyone likes to talk about Lars. But…what happened to Arthur, if you don't mind me asking?"

Ally tapped her pencil against the desk, "If he really wanted to go with me, he would have asked by now, don't you think?"

Toris could obviously tell his friend was sad about that, so he quickly changed the topic back to their math homework. Less fun sure, but at least there were no broken hearts in trigonometry.

About ten minutes before the period ended, the door opened, and in walked Arthur Kirkland holding a rose. As soon as he saw them he seemed to have second thoughts and immediately turned around to open the door, which seemed to be jammed shut.

"Artie?" Ally asked, confused but glad, "What are you doing here?"

"I…uh…" he froze for a moment before steeling himself up for something as he made his way nervously across the room towards her, "Ally, w-would you like to, ah, if you don't mind, um, uh…"

Ally couldn't help but think that he was the cutest thing when he was blushing like that. "Just spit it out Artie," she smiled at him.

That seemed to do the trick, "Will you go to prom with me?"

She couldn't believe it. She had been waiting for him and waiting for him and now he goes and asks her. Now when it was too late for her to say yes. Ally can't help it, she starts chuckling, but there's little to no humor in it. "Now you ask me…" she let slip out.

"N-never mind!" Arthur immediately turned around and went back to the door, "S-stupid idea."

Ally wasn't going to let him get away that easily. She stood up and grabbed his shoulder to stop his feeble attempts at getting the door open, "Wait," he turned around to face her, and his big green eyes looked so sad…without really thinking she took the rose from his hands, "it's not…" she heard Toris start to pack up their books, which was for the better, as she doubted she could get any work done now.

She sighed and sniffed the flower. Normally she didn't like the whole getting flowers from your date thing, but roses were her favorite, and this was Arthur. "Thank you. For asking me. It…it really means a lot to me, but Lars already asked me 3rd period…and I said yes."

"Lars?" Arthur looked a bit out of it, "The Dutch kid?" She knew he knew who he was, but she nodded anyway.

"Ah, well," he coughed a bit awkwardly, "I'm sure…you'll have a lovely time. Excuse me," the door finally unlocked, and Ally barely got out the "Arthur wait!" before he was gone from her sight. She tried to chase after him, but this was his school, and if Arthur Kirkland didn't want to be found in his school, he wasn't going to be found.

On her way back to pick up her books from Toris, she couldn't help but think she just made the biggest mistake of her young life.