Okay so I'm back with this. I have no idea what it is and I'll explain more at the bottom, but enjoy. [0]7[0]/*
I Like You, I Love You, But I'm Afraid To Lose You
At the next world meeting England and America showed up together. No one really knew about they're relationship yet. It's not that they didn't want them to know, they just didn't feel it necessary to scream it from the rooftops that they were going out. They were chatting happily while making their way to the meeting room. As they entered the room they noticed that everyone was eerily quiet. There was no cheerful banter as nations conversed with each other. No one was arguing and Germany wasn't yelling for everyone to be quiet. America looked around confused.
"Dude? Why is everyone so quiet? It's kinda creepy." America noticed that they were watching something on the tv used for displaying data and helping them with their proposals, but he didn't focus on that. Instead he focused his attention on England, looking for answers. When he looked closely at England's face America saw that he had paled and he looked mortified.
"Hey. England? What's wrong?" America waved his hand in front of England's face, but all England did was place his hand on top of America's head and turn him so he was facing the tv. When he saw what everyone was watching his jaw dropped.
It seems as though someone had recorded all the way from England's advice to they're second kiss and now all of that was playing on a loop on the tv in the conference room. None of the nations moved to turn it off. They just continued watching until England strode to the tv and turned it off himself. He took the DVD out and held it in his hand. The other nations noticed who had entered the room and everyone began either laughing or speaking to them about the footage they had just seen.
"Ve~ That was so cute. I wish Germany would do something like that for me." Italy smiled at England and America then set his best puppy dog eyes on Germany. Germany face palmed and sighed.
"Hah. I can't believe zhat ve just saw zhat." He turned to England and America, "Please just keep zhat at home." Then he turned to deal with Italy while he kept giving Germany that face hoping that he'll give in.
Close to them, Romano laughed, "Ha. If you ask me that just made me wanna barf. You bastards are too sickeningly sweet." England turned to Romano and glared at him.
"No one asked you." Before Romano could retort, Spain, who was right next to him, pulled Romano onto his lap and the Italian grew furious and tried to fight against him, "Let go of me you tomato bastard!"
"Aww, Lovi be nice. Tu sabes que quieres algo como eso, no? Well don't worry mi tomate I'll make you the happiest tomate that you can be." Spain cuddled himself closer to Romano and Romano became as red as a tomato. He fought harder and continued yelling.
"Let go of me you tomato bastard! I swear I'll make you pay for this!" Spain just laughed and held Romano there.
Russia smiled at England as he turned to him knowing that he heard the part about personally kicking his ass. Russia smiled at him sweetly, but Belarus spoke before he could, "You want to get to my brother? Well you're gonna have to go through me first and I'll kill you before I let you hurt him. He's my husband and no one is going to lay a finger on him." Russia shivered at this and drew his seat farther away from his sister. When that didn't work he turned to China and looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Switch seats with me, da?" China just leaned away from him and declined.
"Aiya. No way I'm sitting near your sister. She already tried to kill me once already. And you," he turned his attention to England, "No fighting with Russia if you know what good for you."
England just held his hands up and nodded while Russia looked disappointed. Then he scooted even farther away from Belarus as she tried to cling onto his arm.
A little farther down the table someone was yelling above everyone else and judging by the way that he was referring to himself as awesome England could guess that it was Prussia.
"So zhat's all zeh awesome me has to do to get a date around here. Vell might as vell give it a shot. Hey Canada vanna talk about your feelings zhen have awesome sex aftervards?" Prussia shot Canada a wink and the Canadian nation looked down at Kumajirou blushing and smiling shyly. Kumajirou looked up at him and asked, "Who are you?" just like usual. And Canada answered him for the millionth time, "I'm Canada."
Sitting across from Canada was France and his mood seems to have worsened after watching that, "Oh mon ami. How could you pick that Ameriquen over me. I'm am much more interesting, non?" France sent England a wink. England snorted and shot down the Frenchman.
"Hardly. Now shut up frog." France put his hand over his heart a little too over dramatically and it only annoyed England that much more.
"Oh how you hurt me, mon cher." England just rolled his eyes and chose to ignore him.
Closer to England's right, Japan stood up and bowed, "Arigatou. I am frattered. You two are arlso my crosest friends." England looked at him and smiled. America finally snapped out of it when he heard Japan speak and he immediately figured out who could have taped them in his house. America's hands balled into fists and he yelled drowning out everyone else.
"Tony, I'm so gonna kill you for this!"
Back at America's house where the scream could be heard, a certain alien was laughing to his hearts delight.
Translations
Spanish
Tu sabes que quieres algo como eso, no?- You know you want something like that, no?
Tomate- Tomato
Mi tomate- My tomato
French
Mon ami- My friend
Mon cher- My dear
Japanese
Arigatou- Thank you
Well here it is. I kinda planned on having this out sooner, but I got kinda sick and I didn't feel too awesome. Sorry if it's too short, but hopefully I'll have a much longer chapter out. Now for this I guess you could call it a short interlude since I'm working on another chapter to answer questions that I've been asking myself ever since I wrote the first chapter. Hope you guys liked it. [0]7[0]/*