"I don't know why you made me come here," Arthur grumbled as he hoisted his bag up onto his shoulder. He glanced around the large sandy beach and sighed. He didn't usually like beaches; it was too hot, he burnt easily (which is why he was also carrying a large beach parasol so he could be shaded at all times), he could barely swim so he avoided going to too deep into the sea and he hated the way the sand felt between his toes. Basically, he just hated most things about beaches.

He and Alfred had decided to have a little holiday to take a break from the evil exes. When Arthur found out they were staying near a beach, he didn't really want to go, but unable to say no, he dealt with it and now followed his boyfriend along the sand in search of a perfect location.

"You'll learn to love it," Alfred said with that beaming smile of his and he looked at the ground as though he were inspecting the sand. His smile faded and an expression of concentration graced his features and Arthur had to raise an eyebrow.

"Love, what are you doing?" he asked as he moved a little in order to Alfred's face a little better.

"Lookin' for a good spot," he answered simply. He walked a few more steps then stopped abruptly, "There!"

Arthur looked down; this spot looked no different from the rest of the beach. He looked around and almost facepalmed. Not too far behind them was an ice cream stand. Arthur now knew why Alfred chose this spot.

He didn't argue though. He stabbed the end of the parasol into the sand and opened it up. He placed his towel in the shade and when he made sure he was well covered, he sat down and began to look through his bag. He found his sunscreen and began to apply it. Alfred watched him with a confused expression then shrugged and placed his own towel next to Arthur's, but not too close so he was in the shade. Alfred loved the sun and he tanned so easily he didn't have to wear much sunscreen. Arthur still forced him to wear it though ("Don't blame me when you burn!"), and he didn't want to argue so he did anyway.

Arthur finished with the cream and put it back inside his bag. He then got himself comfortable and withdrew his book from the bag and settled down to read it. Alfred had already taken his shirt off and was lying on his towel. Arthur glanced at him; any minute now he would want to build a sandcastle with him or go play in the sea or something. Any minute now...

Any minute...

Any minute—

"Arthur?" Alfred sat up. He smiled at the Brit and asked, "Wanna build a sandcastle?"

Arthur looked down at his page and frowned; he wanted to read his book but the look Alfred was giving him was just too adorable, "...Fine, but only for a bit."

"Awesome. This sandcastle will be the most badass sandcastle in the world!"

Arthur couldn't help but laugh a little. Alfred was so childish sometimes.

"All right, if you say so," he smiled and moved out of the shade to sit in the sun. He figured he would be okay for a little while, "Let's get started."

Alfred smiled and they did just that. Alfred made one sandcastle, and Arthur made another and soon they had a bunch of little castles and Alfred came up with the idea of combining them all and soon they had a huge fortress. Arthur smiled the whole time; he was enjoying this far too much.

"I wish we had a flag or something to put on the top," Alfred pouted and Arthur patted his head sympathetically.

"Maybe we'll find something," he said and Alfred nodded. The Brit looked at him and frowned. He noticed that Al's shoulders were starting to look a little red.

"Alfred, I think you're burning..."

"No I'm not!" he replied quickly and jumped up. Arthur didn't look amused as he stood up too. He was not dealing with this shit today... no way.

"Alfred!" he snapped and grabbed a bottle of sunscreen. He scowled and walked towards the retreating American, "You get back here right now!"

"No! I'm fine Artie, I promise. I'm not burning!"

"Alfred!" Arthur moved to grab hold of him but Alfred was too fast. He jumped back and took off down the beach as fast as he could. Arthur watched incredulously; he was worse than his twelve year old brother when it came to applying sunscreen. He sighed; well, if Alfred couldn't be bothered then neither could he. He put the bottle in his bag and sat down on his towel again. He picked up his book and started from where he left off.

Alfred continued to run until he realised that he wasn't being followed. He looked behind him and sighed; Arthur must have given up... he clearly didn't want to deal with Alfred's stubbornness today.

Pouting, Alfred looked around and he realised that he had no idea where he was. He'd run so far that he had forgotten where Arthur was and he sighed as he looked around again. He tried to spot the brightly coloured parasol but he had no luck; they all looked the same!

Whining a little, he decided to go back the way he came. Maybe he would be able to find Arthur if he looked hard enough. He was already starting to feel lonely and he was already regretting running away from him. He moved his head the best he could to try and look at his shoulders and he could see that Arthur was right; he was burning but he was just too stubborn to do anything about it.

The sand was burning his feet as he made his way through the sea of towels and parasols. He hurried to the sea and walked along the waters edge to cool down. He whined quietly once again; he just wanted to find Arthur.

As he looked for the Englishman, he wasn't watching where he was going and the next thing he knew he had a face full of sand and water as he managed to trip over someone. He jumped to his feet quickly and looked around. He saw he'd tripped over a young girl and he blushed, "Hey, I'm sorry... I wasn't watching where I was going."

The girl looked up at him from her position on the ground and she tilted her head. Then she smiled. She stood up and tucked her long brown hair behind her ear and she said, "It's all right. I'm going to get my revenge by beating you anyway."

"Huh?"

"Have you not realised yet? I'm evil ex-girlfriend number five!" she stated and sized Alfred up. She smiled again, "You'll be easy, I think."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Just wait a minute!" Alfred shook his head and looked at the girl with wide eyes, "Did you just say evil ex-girlfriend?"

"Yes, I did," she said and tilted her head again. Alfred could only stare; how can this girl be an ex!

"I'm so confused!" Alfred whined and clutched his head, "I thought Arthur was gay!"

"Oh, he is," the girl smiled happily and before she could speak again, Arthur appeared at Alfred's side.

"I did say you were burning," he said in a disapproving tone. He looked over at the girl and his expression turned to one of shock, "Oh..."

"Hi Arthur, remember me?" the girl smiled. Arthur blinked for a moment then got himself together.

"Of course I do, Chelle," he said with a sigh. Alfred looked confused and Arthur started to explain, "Alfred, this is Michelle... she's my ex-girlfriend—"

"I kinda guessed that already, Artie..."

Arthur sighed again and continued, "We dated last year..."

"I thought you were gay!" Alfred whined.

"I am!" Arthur snapped and Michelle started to giggle, "I was just... experimenting..."

"Experimenting with a girl?" Alfred asked, now thoroughly confused, "If you knew you were gay, then why did you...?"

"I don't know, all right? I don't know! I honestly didn't think she would be here..." he said and looked at Michelle with a wary expression, "I'm assuming you here to challenge Alfred?"

Michelle nodded gleefully. That innocent exterior was nothing compared to what Alfred was about to face. However, the American took a step back shaking his head.

"No way."

Both Arthur and Michelle looked at him with confused expressions, "What?" Arthur asked and Michelle raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not fighting a girl. No way. Sorry, Artie... I just can't do it."

Michelle looked at the flustered (and sunburnt) American and burst into a fit of giggles, "Silly! You're not fighting me!"

Alfred looked confused again, "Huh?"

"Honestly, you thought that I'd put you through that? I know I'm evil and stuff but I can't have you known as 'the guy who beats up girls'... however, I can have you known as 'the guy who gets beaten by girls',"

"Hey! That's not fair!" Alfred pouted and he crossed his arms. What else was he supposed to do? Michelle smiled and started to walk away and while she did so, she gestured for them to follow her. Arthur and Alfred looked at each other and followed the girl off the beach and to a small cafe on the sea front. She took a seat and pointed for Alfred to sit opposite her. The American looked at Arthur, who nodded, so he sat down. Arthur sat between them and they both looked at Michelle expectantly.

She only smiled and she placed her arm on the table, her elbow resting on the surface and she held her arm up. Alfred shook his head.

"I'm not having an arm wrestle with a girl!"

Michelle's arm fell on to the table and she started to look a little annoyed, "Then what?" she asked, "You're not going to fight me, are you?"

"No way!"

"Then what?" she asked again. Arthur could see that she was starting to get fed up, "I want to get this over with just as much as you do," she said with a sigh, "So are we going to do this or what?"

"No!" Alfred flailed a little. Arthur moved away until he stopped then he went back to how he was, "Can we just... do Rock, Paper Scissors instead?"

Michelle contemplated this and eventually she nodded, "Okay."

Alfred sighed in relief and held his fist over the table. He watched Michelle do the same and he said, "Okay, after three. One... two... three!"

They both made their move and Michelle smiled triumphantly, "I win!" she looked down at her hands, "Paper beats rock!"

"Uh... best out of three?" Alfred suggested quickly and the girl rolled her eyes. Nonetheless, she agreed.

"Fine... after three," she said and they got into position, "One, two, three!"

They made their move once again and this time it was Alfred's turn to smile, "Scissors beats paper!" he exclaimed happily and he even did a little happy dance. Arthur raised an eyebrow and watched his crazy American boyfriend. However, he did nothing to stop him. He rested his head on his hand and continued to watch the two of them. As if this day couldn't get any weirder.

He had to admit, though, at least none of them were getting hurt. At least it wasn't like that time with Kiku, or Gilbert. At least Arthur didn't have to watch on while trying to hold back a heart attack.

Alfred looked over at Arthur and planted a wet kiss on his forehead and the Englishman made a face before wiping it off. Alfred pouted, "Why'd you wipe away my kiss?"

"Because it was sloppy," Arthur complained, "If you're going to kiss me, do it properly."

Alfred whined and leaned in again but Arthur didn't let him, "No," he said sternly and pushed Alfred away, "You have to finish this!"

The American had forgotten about Michelle. She watched the two of them with a bored expression and said, "Yeah, I'd like to get this done too. I have things to do today, you know?"

"Then why waste your time here when you could be doing stuff?" Alfred asked and Michelle made a tsking sound.

"I have to do this. It's my turn, stupid. Now stop getting distracted and let's finish this!" she snapped and placed her fist in the middle of the table again. Alfred furrowed his brows in concentration and he copied her. They stared at each other from across the table and each of them narrowed their eyes. Michelle smiled a little and continued, "After three..."

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three!" they both said in unison and they both made their move. Alfred closed his eyes quickly, too scared to see if he'd lost or not. After a moment he opened his eyes to see that his rock had beaten Michelle's scissors and he laughed boisterously.

"I won! I won! I won!" he shouted happily and flailed his arms around. Arthur ducked once more and kept an emotionless facade but really on the inside was as happy as can be.

Michelle huffed and stood up. She flicked her brown pigtails over her shoulder and glared at Alfred, "You were lucky. Next time, you won't get away that easily..." as she moved away from the table, she whacked Alfred across the head with her fish plush and stalked away from the table. Alfred straightened his glasses and blinked at her actions before looking back over at Arthur.

"Um... what just happened?"

Arthur rolled his eyes and stood up too. Alfred did the same and the two of them walked back to their towels.

"You won, Alfred... there are only two more to go..." Arthur said. The American beside him nodded and looked ahead.

"Yeah... and I'm gunna beat them too..." he said and smiled a little.

"She was right, though... about you getting off easy today."

Alfred shrugged, "That's only 'cause she was a girl."

"Yes, well... you do realise that it's only going to get more difficult now?" Arthur asked and looked at Alfred with worry in his eyes.

"Of course I do," he smiled and he wrapped his arm around Arthur and pulled him close, "I know you worry but we've gotten this far, right?" Arthur nodded and Alfred continued, "Exactly. We'll see this through to the end and then no one will ever get in the way, all right?"

Arthur nodded, "All right."

"Good. Now let's enjoy the rest of the day. I still haven't finished my badass sandcastle of awesomeness!" Alfred said and planted another kiss on Arthur's temple.

Arthur nodded and the two of them reached their towels, "Be that as it may, Alfred Jones, you still need to apply sunscreen."

Alfred did nothing but pout for the next half and hour.

A/N: Introducing evil ex-boy...I mean, girlfriend number five! Seychelles! Okay, I was got stuck on this chapter because I didn't know whether to have all the exes to be guys or follow the movie and have a girl in there too. I decided to go for a girl because obviously the scenario would be different and it'll make a change from writing scenes where all they do is beat each other up. So cue confused Alfred when he finds out that Artie has an ex-girlfriend xD Also, I named her Michelle because I've noticed that in a lot of fics people name her that because it's the closest name to her country name. Michelle/Seychelles... yeah, it works for me so :3 I'll hopefully have the next chapters up within the next couple of days and I'm hoping to have this finished by next week. Then I can concentrate on Bite and Of Heroes and Villains :3 Also expect some little one shots in between updates :3 So long comment is long but I think I'll leave this right here...