Not getting any response from the younger nation, Ireland turned his head to look at England who was sitting on his bed. He seemed to have his full attention on the book in front of him, just staring down at it. Ireland tried to read his expression, but he couldn't clear anything as usual. That was when Ireland noticed it. The book was a little, almost unnoticeably tilted so he could see the text. Crimson red drops were spread across one page. Ireland felt uncomfortable, and he put down the laptop on the snow white covers. ''Oi, Sasana.. Let me see that book.'' he ordered, stretching out his hand. England looked up at him from the book he was holding, his eyes lost and dull almost like he didn't understand what the elder nation wanted from him. Suddenly he snapped, ''Why?'' He asked as he came back to reality, holding the book slightly closer to himself. Ireland shook his head, ''Just let me see it!'' He shot back, and abruptly grabbed the book from the younger one, standing up. ''Hey! You bloody git that's mine!'' England said back and also stood up, attempting to take the book back from Ireland.
''Why's there blood on the book?'' He asked, turning away to prevent England to take it back. England sighed as he stopped, his shoulders slumped. ''Why are you asking me?'' he asked back, locking his gaze on the floor. ''It's your book'' Ireland said and seemed to scrutinise the red droplets. ''I don't know why.'' England answered and sat back down. ''Can I have my book back now?'' he asked in a much colder voice. ''I think I should mention this to Scotland.'' Ireland said and closed the book, the younger brother looked up at him ''What shall you tell him?'' England asked. ''Well, We've all known something's off with you England. And since I'm no part of the UK anymore, luckily, non of this is my problem.'' He said, just mumbling the 'luckily'. England felt a little hurt by those words, he understood that Ireland was not a part of the UK, and was independent now, but they were still brothers. Even if they didn't have much to say to each other.
It was later that evening, after England had gone to bed as Ireland decided to give his older brother a call. He dialled the number on his phone, giving the book lying on the nightstand a last glance and went to the small kitchen, not to disturb England. Just a few tones passed and then he heard the familiar voice of his brother. ''Hello Ireland'' Scotland greeted ''So how's the meeting?'' He asked ''Hello Alba, it already ended a few hours ago. But I have a something to ask you about..'' He mumbled, looking back at his sleeping brother. ''What?'' Scotland asked. ''I'm not sure, but England have become more.. lost? lately.'' he said, not really sure if lost was the right word. There was a moment of silence before Scotland spoke up. ''What do you mean?'' He asked, not sure if he really understood. Ireland sighed heavily, he had hoped not to need to explain. ''Well, England brought up Oliver today. He seems to be more absent, and for a strange reason I found blood on his book.'' ''Oliver?'' He heard the Scot ask, Ireland nodded before he realised Scotland couldn't see it, ''Yeah, You know..'' Ireland begun, not wanting to bring it up. ''England's.. uh second..'' he wasn't sure how he could explain it, but yet Scotland seemed to understand. ''Ooh! That Oliver.'' he said, Ireland nodded. ''Well.. I'm not sure what to do about it, since I haven't seen his behaviour but... What time do you come home tomorrow?'' he asked. Ireland thought for a moment before replying ''4 pm from here…'' ''so it's around 7 am here then.'' Scotland concluded. ''Yeah, around that time.'' Ireland agreed. ''I'll talk to Wales and Northern Ireland then.'' He concluded. Ireland understood, nodding before greeting him good night and hanging up. The Irish man stood still in the kitchen a while, just staring down on the phone he held in his hand, drifting away into thoughts. He hadn't understood why England had asked about Oliver all of a sudden, and to be honest, that worried him a little. Even if the UK wasn't his problem anymore, he couldn't help but to wonder what would happen if Oliver really destroyed his brother mentally.
Ireland sighed and decided to go to bed, the faint moonlight was the only thing lightening up the dark hotel room. But despite the darkness, he could still make something clear. The personification of Ireland narrowed his eyes, holding his breath as he stood in the kitchen…
He could have sworn he saw someone or something lurking in the darkness.. But then again, it was late and Ireland always started seeing things when he was tired. He released a yawn from his throat and stretched his arms before making his way to his bed.
England was falling through a sea of darkness, not having anything to old on to, he didn't have much of a choice but to fall. Far away, he could discern something out of the darkness, but as he started to see what it was, he willingly turned his head away. The Brit soon fell onto solid ground, having fallen on his back as the air was knocked out of him. England just sat on the ground a little while, coughing.
''England!'' The familiar voice of a child echoed in the dark.
A voice he haven't heard for over two centuries. The Englishman saw the little child running towards him, sky blue eyes and sand blonde hair, but instead of stopping the child just run past him, into the hands of an adult England hadn't realised stood behind him. Into the arms of England.
The Brit widened his eyes. Not really understanding, he was in his own dream? Or.. Now he remembered, often, in his dreams he saw the view from another person. Not himself.
He was awoken from his thoughts as he heard a smooth voice singing a lullaby, holding the same child in his arms. Holding America. England clearly still remembered that lullaby, every word, every tone. A small smile livened up the face as he just sat there watching. He suddenly felt the ground slightly swinging and noticed the England holding America in his arms slowly faded away, and instead it was replaced by a pirate, sitting at the table in a big room together with three men wearing fancy clothes and a white wig. ''You have to be more determined with him!'' England heard someone say, the pirate just huffed, keeping his gaze locked on an old map in front of him and gritted his teeth. One of his hands around a glass of gin. Several lines were drawn on the map, and a couple of countries had a drawn circle around them. ''He has too much freedom!'' Another man voiced, his voce a lot lower than the first one. ''This is your responsibility as an empire!'' A third voice agreed, but the pirate just kept on ignoring them. ''If you don't do anything about it, then we will.'' The first man said. This seemed to bring the pirate back to life as he slammed his hands onto the table and stood up, staring at all three men with furious emerald eyes. ''You won't do a bloody thing towards him!'' The pirate spat. One of the men also stood up ''Then show us you are worthy to be an empire to do it yourself'' without an answer the pirate, no, England walked out of the room, slamming the door shut after him. Leaving all three men startled, but that didn't stop their discussions about America. ''Hah, The british empire. What a lie.'' One man sighed and rubbed his head in frustration. ''I promise, America will soon leave him.''
All of a sudden England could hear a terrible ringing, echoing throughout the darkness as the picture in front of him faded away.
England opened his sleepy eyes and turned over to silence the alarm clock that had been ringing. He heard Ireland yawn loudly and rolling over, a loud bump and a quiet curse. England snorted quietly as he had understood that the Irishman had fallen onto the floor. ''not funny.'' Ireland muttered as he heard England. ''Time to get up'' he added and stood up from the floor. England yawned and rolled over, being careful not to fall as his brother had done just a couple of seconds ago. He closed his eyes and fell into a half sleep.
''Sasanaaaaa, wake up.'' he heard the Irish accent demanding a few minutes later. He sighed. He actually hadn't had a good nights sleep. A dream, he couldn't remember had bothered him.
When England sat up, he noticed that Ireland was already dressed. He fumbled after his own clothes as Ireland made his way to the toilet, and put some toothpaste on his toothbrush, brushing his teeth. England was buttoning his shirt. He put on his trousers and also went to the bathroom when Ireland was ready. He looked at himself in the mirror, dark rings were formed under his eyes, and his hair was a mess. England sighed and took his toothbrush, putting on some toothpaste and rinsing it before starting to brush his teeth.
An unexpected knock appeared and Ireland turned his attention to the door, Ireland made his way to the door, as England was washing his face. The Irish nation tightened his tie and opened the door. ''Good morning, En- Ireland!'' America beamed. He had actually expected England to open the door, but apparently he didn't open it today, since he was met with ginger hair and a somewhat more happier face. ''Morning, America'' Ireland said back, wondering what the American was doing here this early. ''Was there anything you wanted?'' Ireland asked and reached for his uniform jacket on an hook beside the door. ''Yeah! Eh, England forgot a couple of papers at the meeting yesterday, so I thought of giving them to him'' America remembered, Ireland nodded ''hold on, I'll get him.'' Ireland said and just as he turned around England already stood there ''Oh God Sasana you scared me..'' Ireland said. He noticed that England had fixed his hair, and it wasn't as messy now. America smiled and handed the Brit a couple of papers ''ah, thank you'' England thanked. ''You done, England?'' Ireland asked looking at England and receiving a nod.
Since this was the last day of the meeting, it was a lot shorter than the other days, thankfully. America couldn't stand another day of this boring meeting! Germanys' babbling didn't make any sense either way, and he was just talking about the rising temperature, mostly blaming China and America for it.
''Well! If China hadn't had so many factories it wouldn't be such a big problem!'' Romano voiced. ''Don't blame everything on me aru!'' China shot back. ''But the air there is so bad!'' Thailand said, a couple of nations agreeing. ''I say that if we stop all the cars and factories for a while, then the CO2 will decrease!'' America said. ''You can't do that! That's like, impossible! The people won't ever agree on doing something like that!'' Poland said against America. Germany rubbed his temples, getting a slight headache from all the blabbering ''If we just decrease the factories it will maybe vork.'' Germany said after a while. ''JA! I agree with West there!'' Prussia smiled and clapped his younger brothers back. The whole room fell quiet, most of the nations staring at Prussia. ''When did you get here?'' a nation asked ''Right, I vonder so too, Preussen.'' Germany said giving his brother a sharp look. ''uh oh'' Prussia grinned ''Preussen, go do something more useful instead.'' Germany said, still not taking his eyes off the older one. ''West, You can't expect me to stay out of these meetings forever! I can see that you poor unexperienced nations need my awesome help!'' he smirked and let his gaze wander about. ''We don't need jour help, now go before I drag jou out.'' Germany sighed. ''Force me.'' Prussia said with a troublesome smirk. ''Go Prussia!'' another nation voiced, making Germany look around the room to find the nation saying that, his light blue eyes now darkening. ''vee~ Germany can't we let him stay here? This is the last day after all'' Italy smiled racing his hand. ''There's a smart one!'' Prussia said pointing at Italy. Germany sighed ''Don't cause trouble, if you do there will be consequences.'' he warned. Prussia just nodded his smirk not disappearing from his face.
The subject quickly changed.
''Talking about cars, Englands' people drive on the wrong side of the road!'' Pakistan accused
''That's right! My people gets so confused when they come to the UK!'' America agreed ''If England drives on the right side, there won't be as many accidents!'' The American continued. ''It's your people who drive on the wrong side you git!'' England shot back ''That's not true, England'' Turkey said. ''I say we all stop accusing England and-'' Canada said but was cut off by Russia ''If everyone becomes one with Russia-'' ''No one will become one with you Russia so stop trying!'' America said. ''True, since I am the creator of everything, I say we all become one with Korea da-ze!'' South Korea smiled. ''Your country is so tiny, Korea that wouldn't work aru'' China said.
''Hungary-chan, prease don't freak out but you have a giant spider in your hair..'' Japan said calmly ''AAAAAH TAKE IT AWAY TAKE IT AWAY!'' Hungary screamed and ran around the room, shaking her head violently. The spider flew across the room and landed on Denmark ''oh cool a spi- OH GOSH IT'S HUGE'' Denmark screamed and hit it away ''Hey! It's a living animal! Don't treat it like that!'' Australia called out as he tried to catch the spider but it landed under the table. ''where is it!?'' ''Oh crap I think I saw it!'' ''That's my foot..'' ' Oh sor- THERE IT IS!'' ''WAIT THERE'S THREE OF THEM'' ''ARE YOU KIDDING ME?'' ''THE HERO WILL FIX THI- WHAT THE HELL AUSTRALIA WHY DO YOU HAVE SUCH BIG SPIDERS!? TAKE IT AWAY!'' ''It's not dangerous unless you harm it..'' New Zealand said and picked one spider up. ''I THINK IT BIT MEEE!'' ''That was my cat..'' ''Damn you and your cats Greece! They're everywhere!''
Prussia couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out in laugh, his crimson eyes tearing up because of all the laugh. ''PREUSSEN!'' Germany barked, turning to look at his older brother. ''HAHAHAH, ZHAT WAS HILARIOUS!'' Prussia laughed falling on the floor ''Damn jou Prussia!'' Hungary said, turning to Prussia. ''I should have filmed it!'' Prussia said still laughing. ''That's it, jou go back to zhe hotel right now!'' Germany said walking towards his elder brother ''Nope!'' Prussia declared and run out of the room, with a Germany behind him. Eventually Australia found the two other spiders and let them out in the wild. ''Hahaha, good Australia!'' America smiled and patted his back. Germany came back into the room, breathing heavily as if he had been running. ''The meeting is over for today. The next meeting will be at Japans' place, you'll all receive a message once the date is decided.'' ''Try to catch meeee~'' Prussia laughed and ran past behind Germany, the German nation immediately turned around to stop his brother.
''oh finally.'' America said, but couldn't help to laugh at the Prussian. The meetings always got less gloomy and boring with Prussia there. He felt someone poke his back as he turned around to see his brother. ''Canada!'' He smiled ''Ah, Finally, I've tried to talk to you all day!'' Canada sighed ''huh? I haven't noticed'' America shrugged and put his papers in a pile. ''Oh well'' Canada mumbled and begun to talk. America forgot to listen since his focus was on England. He really hoped England wasn't mad at him for accusing Englands traffic. Nah, it couldn't be that bad! He had teased England much more before with different stuff, and eventually he learned what the Brit didn't accept. ''America.. Are you listening to me?'' Canada asked looking at his brother with questioning eyes. ''Uh, yeah, sorry Canada I'll just say good bye to Iggy.'' he smiled ''tell the rest later ok?'' he asked and went off. Canada just shook his head as a small smile appeared on his face.
America was lucky that no one was talking to England at the moment, he just saw New Zealand leave after saying something to England. ''Yo, England'' America smiled ''leaving already?'' he asked as he watched the Brit collecting his papers. ''Yeah, I have nothing else to do here now.'' England said, looking at America before turning back to the papers. ''I guess so'' he shrugged ''well, just wanted to see if you were upset about the traffic thing'' America mouthed. England raised a brow ''Why would I?'' he asked and stood up. ''Nah, I dunno. Well I'll see you soon again, right?'' America smiled ''y-yeah, of course.'' England said. America smiled, fiddling with his fingers ''eh, maybe we could like, do something one day?'' America asked insecurely. England frowned, he hadn't expected America to ask that, but he soon smiled ''sure..'' he said. ''ready to go?'' Ireland asked as he had appeared beside England. ''Yeah'' England said and picked his papers up. ''Good bye England, I'll send you a message then..'' America smiled and waved a hand, ''See you, America'' England said with a faint smile.
It was already early morning in the UK as England and Ireland arrived at Scotlands place. England had refused to go, coming up with a lot of excuses why he couldn't go to Scotland, but finally gave up when Ireland threatened him to throw all his tea out.
Scotland opened the door and let his two younger brothers to come in. ''Hey Ireland, England.'' The Scot greet them. England just huffed as Ireland rolled his eyes. ''Morning Alba.''
''So, England, everything fine?'' Scotland asked observing his brother. England begun to get annoyed with everyone asking if he was fine all the time. ''I'm fine dammit, why's everyone asking!?'' he shot back. Scotland raised an eyebrow ''Just checkin' '' he answered as Ireland gave him a knowing eye. The brothers went to Scotland's living room, meeting Wales and Northern Ireland there. England had begun to wonder if they wanted to have a family talk with him since apparently the whole family was here. ''England!'' Northern Ireland smiled and clapped on the seat next to him, wanting England to sit there. England sat down beside Northern Ireland, as Scotland sat on an armchair and Ireland beside Wales. ''England, do you by chance remember what you told us the other day?'' Wales asked, leaning backwards. ''Sorry?'' England apologised as he wasn't sure what Wales meant. Wales nodded a little as Scotland took the chance. Scotland opened his mouth to say something, but soon closed it again. Seeming to choose his words carefully. ''Ye said.. ye wanted to kill yourself'' The Scot said, crossing his arms over his chest, an awkward silence followed, England had locked his gaze on the table in front of him staring at it like it was the most interesting thing in the entire world as he tried to get if Scotland was joking or if it was true. Kill himself? Wasn't that impossible for a nation? And why would he ever say that?
''England?'' Ireland asked as they didn't get any response from England. England looked up, still not sure if this was a joke. ''Are you serious..?'' he asked at last. Everyone nodding ''It shocked us all..'' Wales sighed. ''I can't seem to recall it..'' England said as he tried his hardest to remember. But nothing returned to him. ''And why did you mention Oliver?'' Scotland asked as he remembered the conversation he had had with Ireland the night before. England gave Ireland an annoyed eye as Ireland just look away. ''I was just wondering.'' He finally answered. ''Well, your wonder was quite sudden.'' Scotland said, Northern Ireland nodded in approval. ''Why are you asking these questions!?'' England finally snapped as he didn't understand what this brothers wanted from him. ''to see if you remember.'' Ireland answered.
A/N
That was it! My fourth chapter :D I apologise if there are any mistakes, I tried my best but oh well. And I want to thank you all for the reviews, the ones who faved this story or followed it. I also want to thank the ones who simply read it. It made me really happy! :D DISCLAIMER; Hetalia nor its characters belongs to me, it belongs to the rightful owner Hidekaz Himaruya!