I thought I told you

"Cupid? What does that mean." Alfred tilts his head to the side and tries to get the angels attention. He knew the meaning of the word but just how was that possible.

'Arthur' then looks at him at eye level and gives him a loosely smile with pink blush on the side of his cheeks. "This idiot." he says in a mocking tone and picks his arms up by his shoulders and shakes his head in disapproval."Shouldn't you know what I mean when I, an angel is here. Just like him..." he says the last three words silently. Alfred crosses his arms and stands tall with a pout and glare shooting England.

England just gives him a smile and walks toward Alfred's bow and arrow. He bends down and grabs the articles. His 'dress' a lot too small, had shown a bit of his butt cheeks when the wind blew. Alfred saw this and blushed, he covered his eyes with his hands and turned to the other side.

Arthur didn't know what his problem was and just got the items and pulled Alfred to his side. He grabbed his hands that were covering his eyes and hauled them. They didn't bulge. He used more of his strength, and told Alfred what in the world was he doing.

America coughed awkwardly and stated, "You finished?" he said in a coy voice with blush that was written all over his face. England thought that was very extraordinary, to be blushing and have hands that could be covering the details, but had not. A vein then popped on his head and furrowed his eyebrows.

"I was trying to get your eyes to open! And you say, u ready! You Git!" he said fuming and felt his voice straining. America took his hands out of his face and gave him a mad face with steam coming from him. "It's your fault! Th-that was soooo weird!" he said screaming back to Arthur. They both had their chest on each other, this caused America to freeze with his mouth wide open and blush on his face. Arthur stopped the awkward movement and pushed the bow in Alfred's face causing him to fall back.

He had grabbed the bow and arrow and took them with great pleasure. He went falling back and was caught by the angel before he hit the ground. America was amazed when this Arthur had been able to catch him, but what about the other. He then felt the grip tighten on his waist and yelped. He got on his feet and straightened up.

"Let's finish this quickly before your England comes." America turned into stone when the angel mentioned about Britain, and that he had to complete the mission. He smiled a bit and got his game face on turning to Arthur with determination.

England was surprised at the sudden change of America and gave an approval hum. "Let's start with 'normal' targets." he said, by turning to the side of the rail and pointing at a couple. Well not the lovey-dovey kind but just friends type.

They seemed to be very close friends because they were horseplaying, mimicking popular dance moves and laughing at one another. It was also like they loved each other but couldn't confess their feelings.

America smiled at the sight and couldn't help but drift to his imagination. He fantasied that it was England and Japan walking on the sidewalk and having fun with each other. Then at the end of the walk they would hold hands and look inside their eyes. Then a big hug with laughter and happiness roam around them then they go off into the sky.

Arthur snapped his fingers in front of his face and startled him. "huh?" England chewed his lips and glared at him. "Don't huh me! Okay, just point your bow to either person and shoot them." America gave him a bewildered look and had rack teary eyes.

"W-won't that hurt!" England looked at him like he had said the most dumbest thing in the world. He put his palm on his face and chuckled at America. "No. the arrow affects the person not attacks them.", America scratched the back of his head and shot him a confused glance."Meaning the arrows power will make them lovesick and yearn for each other." Alfred was heartbroken upon hearing does words.

He doesn't think love should be forced upon them and to be gentle with their own pace. He also felt guilt because it all seemed like he was forcing Arthur and Kiku. But on the other hand he isn't using magic and he's just trying...yeah... Was all his excuse could be. America got out of his thought and nods his head to the angel.

He leans on the rail and gets his bow in the air. Aiming and predicting their next move he locks on target and picks a arrow. He pulls the string back with the dart and waits for accuracy. He lets go.

The arrow is up in the air going at a high rate speed and launches toward to the couple. The twain is at the end of the sidewalk and they wave goodbye to each other and move to the opposite direction. Both of them have regret like faces and turn back but at a different time wanting to say something. Just when they were going to drift apart further, one of the twain get hit by the arrow.

Miraculously the person had not seen the arrow, almost like no one, and wasn't displaying agony. The arrow was slowly disintegrating and leaving shiny particles that went up into the sky. The leftover of the arrow was machinate to Alfred, it was very beautiful. The sprinkles had a silver glow and pink dust that gave an idea of fairies had made it. It had warmed his heart up and calmed many of his nerves.

Arthur was amazed to see America, have no difficulty in targeting and shooting the arrow. He thought that he would miss and ask for his help, well thank god he didn't. Just imagining himself getting close to Alfred was very tempting and touching his hips. Weelll, thats just to help him stand right and place his head on his shoulders and move his hand to the arrow. Pulling back the string of the bow and letting go, was very sensual. Arthur felt his face burning and took those emotions away and ruffled America's wheat blond hair.

He then gave him a smile and a good job praise. Alfred didn't like anyone touching his hair and gave vitreous eyes to England but smiled back when he found out he was trying to be nice. He scratched his nose in embarrassment; like Ash from Pokemon.

He then looked back at the couple to see the event. The girl was strucked by the arrow and was looking down at the sidewalk. And just out of nowhere she picked her head up and looked back at the boy and became lovesick. She had hearts in her eyes with a grin, she also looked like she was flying. The brunette went running back to the blonds' side and pulled him to her. They were now facing each other and she gasped at her sudden action and went blushing. He seemed very confused at this, and reddened with her.

She was now regretting pulling him and started fiddling her fingers.

But again the hearts radiating from her grew more...

She looked up at him

And spoke softly...

"I. lo-vve you. She stuttered with difficulty but was relieved to say the words.

She looked up to see the blond, and he was smiling at her. He then rushed a hug at her and tightened his grip and retold the words she said earlier. She was strucked down again by love and let out soft tears. The two were then hugging for a long time.

So, America just turned his attention and looked away. He was weeping with the girl, because it was very romantic like a block buster. Deep inside him, he wanted something like this to happen with him, but first was England.

"If he didn't accept her feelings, you would of have to shoot him too." Alfred got out of his thoughts and looked back to Arthur and put his hand to his mouth. He didn't like the sound of that, but it would have been awful if the couple didn't love each other.

His walkie-talkie then brought an announcement to his ears and his blood froze. It was time~

England and Japan have made it to the park and are on the rail. He took out his binoculars and looked at them very carefully. They looked like they were having fun and becoming happy with each others presence. He was about to call the ice cream man to walk over there and offer the treat until he was interrupted by the angel.

"The first throw of the arrow is free but the others are not. I think you should forget about your England and worry about yourself."

America didn't understand him and went back to looking at the countries when it struck him. He could use the arrow to help them fall in love. But dosen't that mean he's a hypocrite. And what about the angels warning.

He shook his head and didn't care about his well being and went to get another arrow, when Arthur slapped his hand.

"Were you not listening? Its safe if you don't do anything rash and continue your own life!" the angel said with the look of hurt inside his eyes. Why was he teaching this dolt who looked like his lover in the first place? Was this for fun! He didn't want to see this Alfred getting hurt for no ones sake.

"But! You taught me!" and grabbed the arrow in a lash and put it onto the string.

"Those were my directions! I don't want you to do this, I think your Enland would not like to see you getting hurt!"

"Is that the consequence?" he said with a jeer tone."If I get hurt, for England's sake it is alright wih me." Arthur was doleful to hear such depressing words come from his boys' doppelgänger and only nodding his head with biting his word off.

"Earlier, I said you aren't pure because you dont care about your inner self... It is not good to think like that and should love yourself. Stop being foolish and leave your retired caretaker alone. It would only hurt you and no one else."

Alfred looked at Arthur and shook his head and gave him a gentle smile."No, I will be alright. I always have." and with that, he turned back to his targets and let go his arrow.

The arrow went at a slower speed then earlier and was about to get close to the nations...

It was ready to hit, until the wind blown harsh and left the tree branches move in the argument. With the leaves it hit the arrow pushing it to the side and revealed a post. The arrow met the metal surface making a loud clashing sound. It was then resurrected in speed and flashed out of the way. Moving back to the side of Alfred's and hit...

It hit into someone.

Americas heart leaped a beat and turned to see who it had hit.

And there was Lithuania with- erruhr! Why he cried in his head.

He ran to the nations.

The two were just walking by and minding their own business until. He was hit in his chest by the arrow and dropped to the ground. Well to be specific rolled down the small hill.

Alfred's heart was pounding and finally got to HIM.

"RRuuSSiia! Are you alright, dude!"

Russia picked his head up and looked at Alfred who was standing their in a dress. His heart was beating and blood rushing. He started panicking, when has his heart ever beated? And each time he looked up at Alfred he felt like confessing.

Nothing changed about loving the blond just wanting to avow his love to him.

America was confused at this and looked at Russia with an intense watch.

"Hey. Ummmm... Do you feel different?" he said softly

Ivan's vision was too blurry too understand what was happening to him and stood straight up. He looked at Alfred and his body was reacting differently around the male. There was scorching flame burning his heart and throat to make him spill.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at him with clear eyes. In response his body flushed and had his jaw drop with heat radiating and sweat dripping.

America was looking at him worry like and cursing himself mentally. Maybe the arrows don't work on nations, he thought feeling a little displeased at the discovery.

Russia had seen Alfred wearing a very small tight dress and was wondering in the back of his head on, why?

But with little time he fell back and fainted.

America gaped and went to help Russia get back up. He remembered he was wearing a very embarrassing outfit and felt himself alarmed. Now he was black-mailable and known as a hard-core cosplayer to the world! He hated his life now!

What do you guys think!? This is very hard! I have an assignment to do so, I will take a while to upload, but do not be afraid I would finish this story. The drawing up their is also mine, it is very good looking to me. But either way thanks for reviewing and reading my story! Peace out!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia nor the characters and Pokemon just the story I use with my imagination.