Disclaimers: I don't own Hetalia...
Author's notes: Time for America~
She could only blush as she faced him once again after years of separation. She felt like some kind of fool for calling him out during break and not being able to speak. His blue eyes glanced at her, contrasting her dark ones as he grinned. "What is it, Phili? You can tell me anything, you know." He didn't need to tell her. She already knew. But, she has always been wondering.
How could he continue to treat her as a little sister even after everything she has done to him? She asked for his help, and he saved her like the hero that he was. When she was finally liberated from her oppressors, she demanded her independence from him, and started another revolution. But when he left her alone and another nation came and took her away, she kept on crying out to him to come back.
And he did.
Those all happened in the past, and she was a free country now. She was finally recognized as a nation by everyone, and she knew that without him – without America – she wouldn't be where she was today. And it was only now that she realized that she had done nothing for him but nurse his wounds whenever he goes to war.
He may act all loud mouthed and a thoughtless fool... rushing into battle and poking his nose in other people's business without even thinking, but...
"I'm... I'm sorry, America." She whispered, surprising the other nation at the sudden statement. "I'm sorry."
"Sorry? Sorry for what, Phili?" He asked. "You haven't done anything wrong."
"Just shut up for a while and let me speak." She told him. It was embarrassing, but she had to say this now or it would continue to haunt her for the rest of her life. "I'm sorry. I feel like I've always been in dept to you. You have always been taking care of me and my people, and yet I have done nothing for you in return."
"That's not true." He answered. "You have always been there to nurture my wounds."
"But that's all I can do!" She exclaimed. "I'm not a fighter like the rest of you. My military isn't as strong as yours or the other countries. My country isn't as well developed as yours, and we aren't as good as the rest. I know that I'm technically useless to you. I can't even do much to assist you in the war. I can only cook food... which I'm afraid aren't probably to your tastes, but that's all that I can do..." She bit her lip in annoyance at herself before tilting her head slightly down in apology. "You're a loud-mouthed foolish idiot who rushes into things and poking his nose into other people's business without even thinking. You piss me off a lot and love to tease me with anything and everything... but you always come to my rescue whenever I need you... Damn it."
"I'm sorry, America. You're my hero, but I can't even repay you." She whispered. "In the end, all I can do is apologize. I'm sorry..."
The larger nation could only stare as the younger nation bowed her head ever so slightly in genuine apology. America never had anyone apologize to him with such sincerity before... This was the first. And honestly speaking, he didn't know what to say...
"I..." And he chucked before putting a hand on top of her head and ruffling it fondly. "It's okay~! You don't need to apologize, Phili! After all... I'm the hero!" He grinned. "I'm your hero! If you need me, I'll always be there for you!"
He saw the dark haired girl blush, and he could only grin even more as she glared at him. "Stop saying stuff like that, you idiot!" She shouted, slapping his hand off her head. "Stop treating me like a weakling! I know that I am, but you don't have to rub it in my face!"
"Ah... I'm sorry, Phili, I'm sorry."
"You don't even look like you're sorry!" She frowned, stomping a foot forward and pointing a finger on his face. "You'll see!" She continued. "One day I'm gonna be an even stronger country than I am now! And I'll be fighting alongside of you! I won't just be staying behind, but I'll be carrying guns and bombs and throw 'em at your enemies too! I'll even learn how to use specialized machinery! I'll..." And a finger was on her lips, stopping her from her rant and silencing her...
She glanced up to look at America's grinning ones... and a hand suddenly held her arm and pulled her close towards a warm chest, with another arm holding her tight and caressing her hair gently... and a whisper...
"You don't have to worry about that, Phili... You're already perfect the way you are..."
She could only blush...
"If... If you say so... stupid America..."
...And it didn't take long for nurses to flood America...
Author's notes: Haha! Lame ending is LAME~ xD
Before anyone comments, I'm a Filipino, but I do NOT idolize America in the same way as my Fili-tan does. I'm trying to make her act in the way how I see most Filipinos act towards America. I mean... no offense to my fellowmen, but America is like Philippines' "number one" ally and friend. People see America as a very important nation, in which he actually is, but... gah. Oh well. I like America and Americans too, by the way. I have lots of friends over there, so I hope that no one thinks that I dislike the country. If I did, why would I even pair him up with Fili-tan, right? Argh... I suck at explaining myself haha~ xD
