Feelings

"I'm so sorry that I might have disturbed you, Japan…" England said, looking down.

"Oh no, it's no trouble England-san…" Japan said while cooking the Brit some snacks.

"But..!"

"Just relax England-san…I'm almost done."

England sighed and just sipped his lemon flavored tea.

"Mmmm…France…are you done yet?" America groaned, annoyed by his stomach telling him to eat when there's no food around.

"Just a second…" the Frenchman replied.

"What do you have in here?" America asked, raging the fridge. "SACRE BLEAU! DON'T TOUCH MY FRIDGE!" he shrieked, and pulled the young blonde, by the collar, away from the fridge.

"Don't do that!" he scolded.

"But I'm hungry!" America whined. "Hurry uuuuupppp!"

"But mon cher, one must not simply rush my beautiful cooking~!" he explained in a fashionable way, with roses falling, and a spotlight showering over his head at his imaginary background.

America just laid his head on the table and groaned in desperation.

He was really hungry.

"Here you are!" Japan said, placing the sushi in front of England.

"Oh! Thank you Japan." Said blonde took a bite and smiled at the raven haired man. "It is quite delicious~!"

"I'm glad you loved it, England-san." Japan smiled.

After a few minutes of eating, England wiped his lips with a napkin and faced Japan, who seemed to give him the 'I-need-to-ask-you-something-really-important' look. England gulped, and readied himself for the question.

"What happened to you two, England-san?"

England's green orbs could only widen.

America just sat there shocked. France turned off the stove just to ask him this. He got cornered.

"Well…" America started, rubbing his neck sheepishly. "I don't want to tell the details and all that, but.."

The bespectacled blonde paused for a while. France just said nothing. He waited patiently, not wanting to get it out of the young blonde so quickly.

"He kind of said that because of my constant bugging, he came to realize that he doesn't care about me at all. I mean, sure, I get his point, but…I just don't want him to stop caring. He even said that he doesn't also care what I do with my life, whether something happens right or wrong in my life." America lowly said. "It kinda hurts, ya know?" he chuckled.

France rubbed the back of his head. "England sure is one hard person to understand."

America said nothing.

"And, do you think what you said is right?" Japan questioned the sulking blonde.

England looked up from the ground, to face Japan and asked, "Is that wrong?"

"England-san, I think you hurt America-san's feelings. He is a child at heart. And a child's heart is as soft as cake." Japan explained. "Maybe you saying you don't care for him anymore made him sad."

England looked down again.

"Well, what do you want to do about it?" France asked.

"I…really don't know…"

"Is making up an option?"

"NO!" America shrieked.

France sweat dropped. "Erm…why not?"

"I don't want to mess up again!" England shouted.

Japan was surprised by the sudden outburst; England continued to speak. "I've been messing up my relationship with America every time he bugs me. I know that I'm annoyed, but I just said that out of the blue! And just when we were starting all over again and trying to befriend each other!" the blonde choked a sob. Their brotherly relationship was dead once America became independent.

He didn't want their friendship to go down the cliff as well.

He wanted to save it.

But, what now?

France sighed and patted the young blonde's shoulder.

"Hey, why won't we go to McDonald's? I have a client to meet there anyways…my treat." France suggested.

"YAY!" America cheered and ran around the house happily.

"Why don't we buy a favorite of his?" Japan suggested.

"Burgers?"

"Exactly, England-san."

"Then…he'll forgive me?" England asked with hopefulness in his voice.

Japan nodded and England got up to fetch his things.

"Merci, mon cherie~!" France blew a kiss to the cashier and waved at her. America was embarrassed as ever.

"Don't flirt with the cashier France." He said, annoyed.

"Oh come now~! You're just like that because you and England had a fight. Lighten up…" France said, and winked at the blonde, walking over to their table.

"Are these enough?" England asked, showing two paper bags filled with big macs.

Japan nodded and told the Brit, "England-san, you don't mind if we stay for a while, do you? I have to meet up with someone important."

"Oh…o-of course!"

The raven haired man looked around for a table, but as he did, his eyes fell on his important client.

"France-san, America-san, thank you for coming." Japan bowed.

England felt his body froze, and his eyes widen in shock. What is he doing here?! England thought in panic, yet, he kept his composure straight.

Without notice, England gave America his two bags of burgers while looking away. America just stared at it and nonchalantly said, "I have my own though…" and raised up his bitten burger.

"Wha-?!" England stammered. He shook up in anger, and out of nowhere, he randomly grabbed a big mac, and shoved it into his mouth.

Japan and France were shocked too.

America spit the meaty goodness out and coughed in his own breath.

"England-san got very violent." Japan commented.

"Well, look back into his pirate days and see how violent he is…" France replied back. "He even ruined my pirate coat…" then sobbed.

"Trying to kill me huh?" America laughed, rubbing his throat to sooth it.

England turned his attention away and muttered a 'Tch' before saying, "I intended to…"

"YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL ME?!" America shrieked and began to panic.

"NO YOU GIT! " England shouted and punched America's arm. "I'm just trying to teach you a lesson."

"You were scary though…"America playfully retorted back. England began ranting and ranting, and the only way to shut him up, is by kissing him. And of course, America did it.

England pushed himself away from the taller blonde and shrieked, "DON'T DO THAT TO SHUT PEOPLE UP!" America only laughed.

"Don't deny you liked it England~!" France teased, and danced around, with the same roses falling and spotlight showering him background.

"DON'T GET THE WRONG IDEA FROG!"

England glanced a little at America, who only beamed at him. "So…are we cool?" he asked.

The Brit just looked away and muttered a yes, before receiving a deathly bear hug.

Whilst hugging each other to death, mostly America does the hugging, Japan's enjoying his fanservice and snapped a few photos for his album.

A/N:Okay! This fic was inspired by the comic I randomly made because I was bored. I don't exactly remember the lines in the comic but I remember the events...so...I had to improvise. Anyway...ENJOY PEOPLE!

P.S.

I'll be using human names more often in my future stories...I feel comfy with it.