War

Chapter 3: The World Meeting

Even as I sat down and waited for the others to get there, I felt sick. I kept glancing over at Arthur and Francis, and I don't really know why, but I wanted to hit both of them. Being so flirty in the morning... it was disgusting. "Come on, you guys! Get a room!" I laughed. I didn't feel like laughing, but I had expectations to keep.

"Shut your bloody mouth, you git!" Arthur yelled to me in his thick, british accent. I really liked that accent. "Calm down Artie. No need to get embarrassed." I said, smirking. His face turned red. He looked... almost kind of cute. "I-I'm not embarrassed you idiot! W-why would I be embarrassed? I-I.." He rambled on and on. He looked... really.. cute. I mentally hit myself. "Don't think like that, you perv! He's a guy... more over... he'd your ex-brother...That's like... totally gross man!" I thought, blushing lightly. "What ever you say man... but that red face of yours says differently." I said with a grin. "My face isn't red, you bloody, blind, idiot! I-It's just... hot! It's really hot in here..!" Arthur screamed at me, and he was about to go on until Francis pulled him back down to his seat. They whispered to each other and Arthur's face turned that... totally un-cute... shade of red again. Francis was obviously saying something perverted. What a creep... I honestly don't see what Arthur saw in him.

I watched as other countries poured in. I waved at Antonio and Gilbert, who walked in together. They didn't notice, since they were laughing too hard about god-knows-what. I saw Ivan walk in and sit next to my blushing brother. I knew Mattie had a crush on that creepy Russian guy. I have no idea why... he scared the hell out of me... but I guess it doesn't matter. Though Ivan didn't seem to notice Matthew. He seemed oddly happy. I saw Feli and that stoic german he hangs out with. I saw them talking with Kiku, so I waved at them too. Kiku waved back, awkwardly, much to the curiosity of his friends. I frowned. I didn't really.. have any friends. I guess before I hadn't really noticed but.. I didn't really hang out with anyone. I really just sit around and annoy the shit out of people. I shrugged off the lonely feeling I felt creeping up my spine and sighed. I waited for the others to get in, then I started the long, pointless meeting.

Now of course... through out the first part of the meeting, I was talking about a rational solution to one of this worlds... many... problems. Just to be difficult though, Arthur had to argue with me and then Francis started flirting with him and I got pissed so I yelled at them. Then somehow Yao got caught up in the argument and it ended up with Ludwig screaming at us to shut up. Then he just got all mad and pulled Feli, who was nervously waving his trademarked white surrender flag, out of the room. "I guess this means to meetings over..." I said, looking around the room. I wondered why we were so argumentative with one another. It's not like we all hated each other... I stood up from my seat and looked at Matthew. He was staring at Ivan, who was just sitting there and being super fucking creepy. I sighed and looked over to Arthur who, surprisingly, was sitting alone. "Where's Francey-pants?" I asked. Arthur's emerald eyes looked up at me in a half-glare.

"Why should you care? And what gives you the impression that I would know where that wine-loving pervert wandered off to. He's probably flirting with one of the maids again or something." He said in a harsh tone. "You aren't dating?" I asked, half-joking. "Of course not, you git! Just because he's suddenly taken an interest in flirting with me doesn't mean I jumped at the chance to sleep with him." He grumbled. A wave of relief ran through me. I then caught myself Why the hell would I be relieved? It didn't matter to me if Arthur was screwing with Francis or not... Not at all...