"So did you hear me on the phone upstairs?" America asked with his elbows leaning on his knees as he sat next to England on the same couch he was sleeping on earlier.

England took a slow sip of his tea and turned to face the American. "Not really, I just heard a few mumbles upstairs after I woke up. I couldn't make out anything you were saying, so I just ignored it."

He lied, but America didn't seem to notice and went along with what the Brit had said.

What made him so energetic while he was on the phone? What kind of news would make him so enthusiastic at this time?

England sighed and went to take a quick sip of his tea to feel a bit more relaxed. He watched America breath in and out as he laid his head around the corner of the couch, thinking of what else to speak to England.

There was a duration of silence between them, yet England waited for a question to be asked or anything to be answered. He continued to cuddle himself up in the jacket that England was still wearing after it was given by America.

America darted his sapphire eyes over to England's emerald ones nudged the Brit to get his attention. "How do you feel? I mean, about the accident, you know." he spoke in a low whisper but it was loud enough for England to hear.

The Englishman set his cup of tea on the table in front of him and crossed his arms by his chest. "I've almost healed completely, only the numbness in my legs and the dizziness are bothering right now. I'm perfectly fine besides that,"

I'm lying again aren't I? I'm not fine, I'm forgetting a nation that is known to be a large part in my life, and he doesn't even know that I'm forgetting him on purpose against my will. The worst part about this is how I'm going to be able to tell him, and what he may think of me after then...

He shuddered at the very thought, but quickly removed it away from his head as he hugged himself into America's jacket and felt the pleasant warmth again.

America let a smile form on his lips once he heard that England felt okay. He couldn't help but feel happy that England was okay and sitting next to him after all the events at the hospital.

"What about you? The other nations? Do you know what you all did while I was in there?" he looked over to America, who jumped after his question was asked.

Unsure, America opened his mouth to speak. "I guess most of the countries were discussing stuff about you and thinking of any solution to fix it. I wasn't that much of a help to them, so I just left myself alone for a while,"

It was simple for England to notice the slight change of voice America was talking through. He could hear his voice soften and lower as America got closer to the end. It was like his voice was filled with sadness and despair as he continued to talk.

"I didn't know what to say or do when you were at the hospital. It was pretty much useless to talk to the other nations, so I stayed quiet for a long time before anything happened," America nodded let himself know that he was finished speaking.

"It does make sense, since France and Japan told me that you seemed very worried about me. Is that true?" England turned on his side to face America directly towards him.

America's breath shuddered beneath him. "Yeah, it was true. I did get worried about you. It didn't feel right to see you on that hospital bed."

England stared down at his knees and felt the the leather that surrounded the jacket. It's smooth surface touching the edges of his skin, giving a small amount of pleasure.

"Well, lucky for you I'm out of that bloody hospital. It feels good that I can finally relax and clear up some things in my mind." said England as he put on a slight smile.

He could hear a chuckle from his side and found himself watching America smiling back.

Why would I forget him?

England's thought process was interrupted by loud pounds coming from the front door. The person outside shouted through the knocks easily and could be heard from the inside.

"America! Open this damn door, aru! If you don't open it, I will kick this door open! OPEN UP!"

"Guess China still doesn't trust me with you." America shrugged and pushed himself up from the couch. "I'll get-"

A small gasp escaped America's lips as the door burst open and the doorknob was now broken beyond repair. He could see the Chinese man still raising his leg in rage and Russia placing his pipe on China's shoulder happily.

China stormed into England's house grabbed America by his collar and was now at eye level with him. "Dude, China, just calm down! I thought we already discussed this!" shouted America as he raised his hands up in reassurement.

"Doesn't matter in any situation, I do not trust you with anything having to do with England, now where is he?" China quickly let go of America once he pointed to the living room where England was sitting quietly on the couch.

The Chinese man sighed in relief and placed a hand on his chest. "Great, he hasn't done anything with you, aru. Luckily America didn't-" China stopped immediately once he found England in America's jacket, curling himself up in it as he turned to where all the noise was coming from.

America watched as China turned his head back and forth from himself to England repeatedly in disbelief at what he was seeing. Russia,Japan, and France entered his house but didn't seem too surprised at what England was wearing (France wasn't surprised at all, he would expect this from England and America).

"China, are you okay, man?"

"Does this look okay to you? Why would he be wearing that in the first place, aru?" Every nation besides Russia covered their ears from the practical screaming China was making. Russia was just enjoying everything in delight.

"He was cold, so I gave my jacket to him,"

"There is a coat right there by the door, aru! England would've been able to get it on his own!" he pointed furiously to the side of the door, where a coat was hung in place and highly noticeable to all the nations.

England stood up to speak. "I did notice the coat, but I,um..."he rubbed his head around and nodded to Japan. It took a while for Japan to realize that another memory had resurfaced and whispered quietly to France to inform him. "...I thought that I would feel better using his jacket rather than that old coat over there."

China widened his eyes and quickly lowered them so America wouldn't get suspicious of what was going on. He turned to face America and walked straight at him.

"Still don't trust you...but be careful with him, aru." America grinned at the sound of that and didn't suspect anything about England or the other nations.

Before China left the room to speak with Japan, he gave a stern look to England for a few seconds,darted his eyes to a joyful looking America, and turned away.

He knew what it meant, and England knew what China was saying through that expression.

America may be happy now, but what's going to happen once you tell him?

England shuddered again at the thought, he knew that Japan and France would tell the others about their situation, it wasn't that much of a surprise.

He consumed the warmth from the jacket once more for comfort and bowed his head in sorrow.

I don't want that smiling,bright nation to leave me. I don't want America to leave me.

All I could say... is that China broke England's door...

I'm back to school and there's been testing going on this week and it's killing me! The worst part of today was that I was taking a reading test and I fell dead asleep right after it. Sure it seems normal but once you wake up you find a puddle of goddamn drool on the test itself.

Another embarrassing story to add on in my life...

So I have to ask a question to you guys and can you please,please,please tell me what I should do?

I'm planning of writing a Hetalia parody of Beauty and the Beast and I just have two questions:

1. Rochu (Russia and China) or Gerita (Germany and Italy)? I'm more interested in a parody with Rochu but I'm fine with Gerita as well!

2. Based on the Disney adaption or with a somewhat original plot? I have ideas to give some originality to the plot, but who knows?

Please review/favorite of you enjoyed the story!

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