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Warning America Teasing England and Cross Dressing. England's one sided feelings toward America.

Why America

By Waterrain

"England does this mini skirt make me look fat?" America asked innocently as he walked out of his bedroom and into the living room. England spit out his Tea and he just stared in shock at America.

"Why the bleeding hell are you asking me?" England asked and he felt embarrassed for America since it appeared that America is not feeling any at all.

"Well, France is a perverted jackass." America said causally and his nose scrunched up at the memory. The memory of the France trying to flip up his mini skirt and attempting to feel him up along with being all around perverted.

"Uh huh." England managed to say calmly and he mentally planned to kill that annoying frog. He had a feeling that France tried to do something and deserved to be beaten to a bloody pulp. England mentally smirked to himself as he thought of ways to make France pay and beg for mercy, but like hell he would ever grant that perverted frog any kind of mercy.

"Japan just took photo's." America stated flatly and he rolled his blue eyes in annoyance.

"Okay." England said smoothly and he wondered what Japan was going to do with those photo's, but knew he was better off not knowing a thing.

"Germany just stared at me and he looked ready to have a heart attack." America said in a sulkily voice and he crossed his arms in a pouty fashion. England noticed that the dark blue mini skirt with tiny white stars all around was rising up and showing more of America's thigh. He made no comment to America and wondered why on earth America was cross dressing.

"Well, You must be wondering why I'm wearing a skirt. To be honest some of my Citizens have these fetishes or whatever at times, but not bold enough to express it. So I thought I could maybe set an example to them." America stated calmly and he looked at England with serious eyes. America had his arms raised up high and not even noticing that he was somewhat flashing England.

"America for the love of your country! Pull your skirt down a bit and be more modest! I can see your white panties and they are a bit frilly!" England shouted loudly and he was completely embarrassed by America's shamelessness. Along with the fact he could not help, but to stare at America's thighs and those white panties. England was ashamed of himself for thinking such perverted thoughts about America and he wished that America would not tease him, but of course he knew that America did not mean anything about it and only wanted to know if he was fat.

"Oh, come one. I have the same stuff you have." America said sulkily and he wondered why England was having a hissy fit over something so minor.

"I Do Not Care." England said slowly and he noticed that America's top was quite short too. It was a short sleeve and mid drift showing red shirt. He didn't notice it before due to the fact America's mini skirt was more obvious along with the white panties showing too.

"England, Am I fat?" America asked innocently as he looked at him with wide eyes and mentally laughing inside for England looked embarrassed.

"You are such a Muppet. Of course you are not fat." England snapped angrily at America and he glared at him for a moment. After all it made him upset that America saw himself as being fat and it annoyed England a lot. He could not stop from looking at America's body and found himself thinking it was Beautiful. England was tempted to slap himself and look away from America's body that was showing off a lot, but did not want to call attention to himself and he felt grateful that America does not pay that much attention.

"Heh, I know. Well sadly in this kind of outfit none of my mass supply of snacks could fit." America stated sadly and he pouted for a moment. England sighed heavily to himself and decided to leave for America can be incredibly tempting at times, but it was for the best to resist it.

"Bye." England said calmly and he turned to leave, but America grabbed him by the arm.

"I might starve, England. So you and I will be walking together out in the open. I will stuff your outfit with my snacks and it will work perfectly. I can show off my confidence at cross dressing and give some of my Citizens the courage that I hold at it. Plus I won't be hungry since you will be by my side with a massive supply of snacks." America said cheerfully and England rolled his eyes.

"Fine, America. However I will choose your outfit and no whining about it." England said firmly and he plans to make sure America's cross dressing outfit will not show off those thighs or hips or mid drift.

"Oh, but what about the one I'm wearing?" America asked calmly and he tilted his head slightly towards England.

"No. That is more of an indoor outfit." England stated calmly and he had no plans of letting America go outside with that skimpy outfit. Plus

"Okay, but what is the difference?" America asked in confusion and England sighed heavily to himself.

"Never mind. I will pick out the outfit." England replied smoothly and then he dragged America towards the closest. England picked out dark blue panties, a long crimson skirt, and a long sleeve black shirt along with black socks plus black combat boots. A perfect outfit that was suited for the purpose of dressing like a girl and covering America up. Less of a temption and more modest, but England knew it would not be enough and he would still blush at the sight of America.

"Now go and put that on." England said calmly and America pouted for a moment before heading to his bedroom to change into the outfit England had chosen out.

"Jeez, You are such a kill joy." America muttered in a sulky tone and then England firmly grabbed him by the arms.

"I just do not want you to make more of a fool out of yourself." England stated in a matter of fact tone and then they headed out of America's house. Of course America after tripping once decided to ask one of his Citizen's for a pair of scissors and then cut it where the skirt was to his mid thigh. England had looked away for a moment and no longer was America in the long skirt, but instead it was cut to his mid thigh.

"What the bloody hell, America." England said in disbelief, but really he should of known better since it is America after all.

"I don't want to trip again. I mean that skirt reached my boots and it was a pain in the ass." America said bluntly to England and he smiled brightly when England blushed.

"Well, Excuse me for making it where people did not think that you were a slut." England snapped angrily and America rolled his eyes.

"Well, I personally do not care expect about being able to walk." America stated simply and he grabbed England's arm tightly. Then he added quietly and England could hear the slight hurt in the tone. "I'm not a slut, England."

" America, I'm sor—" England started to say, but America dragged him along and they were inside a Mc Donald's.

"You pay for the food." America said cheerfully and England sighed lightly before silently agreeing. England had a feeling that the day will be long and America will make it very humiliating, but England figured as much since he had hurt America's feelings by subtly calling him a 'Slut' and knowing that America will not say it with words about how much it had hurt. Along with knowing that America does not want to hear 'I'm Sorry' or anything of that sort at all, but England couldn't stop from wanting to tell America that he is Sorry.

To America it was simply a day spending with his Best Friend England and it is not like he would ever tell him that at all. However England saw it differently, but he knew that America didn't view it as a date and to be honest only America could ever break his heart so throughly.

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