Writer: Hi guys~ Sorry I didn't update in one month because I've been busy in October because we celebrated United Nation Day in our school's program. So, I'm freaking tired back there while practicing our dance. Also, now this November, we're kind of rush in my school works. My prom is quickly approaching, and we're going to start practicing our Prom dance. Also, my periodical tests is in December QAQ. Today this November, our next preparation is celebrating our school 115th anniversary, so it's kind of school festival because there are lots of activities xD. Ahh~ I missed my free time back in my elementary school days QAQ. I really have a full schedule QAQ. I'm so excited in Christmas! Because it's my break, and maybe I'll start updating ;D.
Warning: Kind of description about passionate kiss, and this is my first time writing that! (I'm inexperience about this -_-U) But don't worry. This is like, my experiment, and I'll never know if you like it or not. Maybe I should do it again someday or not :3? Also, my wrong grammars, if you take a closer look xD.
True Fact about this story: Did you know that Chasing the one you love (CTOYL) is supposed to be rated M?
My one of my readers in here, which is my friend from Vietnam, noticed that she saw that one. Do you know why it isn't related M :3? It's because I just chicken out by writing yaoi QAQ. Man, this is sure embarrassing xD.
WHEN THIS STORY HITS 100 REVIEW, I'LL BE CREATING A ONE-SHOT JUST FOR YOU FOR ACCOMPLISHING MY GOAL (NO YAOI, BUT BL IS FINE)~ (Of course, when it hits 100 reviews, there's another one when it hits 150 xD. But anyway, I only write this story for enjoyment xD)
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Prussia: Kesesesese! Since everyone forgot the awesome me again, so be thankful that you're in my awesome presence!
Germany: Bruder, please. Do what the authoress told you to do.
Prussia: No freaking way, west! Why I'm not in this story?! I'm the awesome Prussia! I know you're already shown in one scene or two, and why not me! Anyway, I know that they already knew that your bruder is awesome, so is my little bruder!
Germany: …Are you sulking?
Prussia: Kesesesese! Of course not!
Germany: Bruder…..*Pats Prussia's shoulder in comfort* I know your laugh is quite…..different… Germany already knew that Prussia's laugh is awkward or uncomfortable
Prussia: Kesesese! My time is waiting you unawesome readers and unawesome author! I'll be drinking beer, west, you join with me. I know you won't deny it! He is saving his dignity by not responding to Germany
Germany: *coughing with a blush* Can't deny that he loves beer
Prussia: Enjoy reading the chapter 11! Let's go west! *Drags Germany away while walking away*
Chapter 11: Disastrous
Lime green eyes opened. England blinked many times to adjust his eyesight. When it already adjusted, he felt heat radiating from beside him, draping familiar arms over him, and he heard a heart pounding rhythmically. When he looked above him in curiosity, he blushed and his heart pounded crazily. He saw handsome young familiar features. They were both covered by the red duvet, which gave them extra warmth.
'I never thought that he would look so young without his glasses.' England thought while unconsciously caressed the young Nation's cheek. For an unknown reason, it felt right to love him but at the same time not to.
~-Hetalia Flashback-~
Lime-green eyes opened slightly, listening to someone's heartbeat while he snuggled closer to them, wanting the extra warmth to envelope him. England decided to keep his eyes closed to get some more sleep because he was comfortable until he realized something was off...someone's heartbeat? Did he sleep with someone? No—it couldn't be...England had never had sex with a stranger even when drunk, and he knew that he didn't get drunk anyway. If this was France's doing...
"B-Bloody hell..." England mumbled quietly. It would be a bloody nightmare if he had slept with France. If he had, he was going to massacre him. He slowly looked up and saw America, snoring peacefully without Texas on. When England realized he was shirtless, he blushed a thousand shades of red out of pure embarrassment.
When his blushing episode ended, he looked at America with a soft smile, gently brushing America's Nantucket.
~-Hetalia Flashback ends-~
'France…who's that? Is this…my…memory?' thought England with a frown, thinking deeply.
Pain suddenly struck him, as he flinched in pain. Suddenly, America's arms pressed England's head on America's chest.
"What the bloody hell?!" England yelled in surprise while at the same time flinching in pain because of his terrible headache. America, now fully awake, used his hand to brush England's blonde locks tenderly, stroking behind England's back carefully, untangling his knot of blonde hair playfully.
"What's the matter, Arthur?" America asked in concern. England blushed because of America's affectionate way.
"It-It's nothing," stuttered England, looking away. Mind you, he was not looking at America's muscular chest! Even though he was shirtless…and England didn't know that America's nightwear was shirtless and wearing his working pants on! And no, England didn't even glance below America's waist.
~-2p!US Pov-~
When I saw my beloved Arthur thinking deeply early in a morning, I suddenly saw Arthur flinching in pain. I knew my beloved didn't follow my orders by drinking his pills, but I saw how tired he was at night and how vulnerable he was while having no memory. My plan worked~
When I asked him what's wrong in concern, Arthur suddenly blushed. Man, he sure was adorable. When he replied that it was nothing and suddenly blushed while looking away, I knew immediately that he didn't want to look at my muscular chest. I knew I was muscular because I worked out every day to show my enemies how strong I was. And this strength was for the sake of my beloved, so I could protect him.
When I saw his blushing face, due to my shirtlessness, I purposely slept shirtless because I wanted to see my beloved flushing face. Inside my mind, I was smirking triumphantly. Of course, my concern for my Arthur was genuine.
~-2p!US POV ends-~
America pressed England's face onto his chest, caressing England's blonde locks. England kept blushing, embarrassed about America's affection.
"W-Would you bloody stop that?!" England said in embarrassment.
"Hahahaha, nope! I'm comfortable, you?" America asked cheerfully, smelling England's hair, and then he kissed the blonde's hair affectionately.
When England felt America's chest moving up and down from laughing, he felt that they're really a couple. England's cheeks turned red like a tomato, burying his face deeply into America's chest in embarrassment, and mumbling incoherently.
"Iggy~ I can't hear you~" America said in a singsong tone. England faced him with a blush on his cheeks and glared at him weakly.
"N-Nothing! I said I'm hungry!" England demanded, still embarrassed about the way of his gesture.
"Ohhh~ the fierce princess demands food~ I'll tell the cooks to prepare our breakfast~" America teased.
"I am not a bloody princess! I'm a bloody gentleman!" England yelled indignantly while glaring at him heatedly.
"Hahahaha! Oh, I forgot what we do every morning." Said America, finally remembering something important. England broke away from America's warmth as he sat down on their bed while looking at him curiously. Their sheet was already pooled at their laps when they moved.
"Every morning? And what is—"Suddenly, England got interrupted when America grabbed his chin gently and gave him a morning kiss. England's lime-green eyes got diluted by the shock and gasped. His heart pounding erratically as his cheeks turned red again. America only closed his eyes, wanting to feel and taste England more. When England gasped, he took advantage of it by diving his tongue inside his sweet cavern. America explored England's mouth until he brushed England's tongue. When he felt his tongue being poked at, England didn't know what to do. When America tilted England's head to get a better angle, he decided to lead the way by intertwining his tongue with England's. England moaned and shut his eyes unconsciously, still blushing crimson red and his heart pounding erratically. England accidentally tugged America's slick tongue in on his side. America was delighted with his respond as he tugged England's tongue back on his side playfully, not letting him go. England didn't know that they were playing tug-of-war with their tongues as he was in the heat of the moment. England unconsciously latched his arms onto America's neck as America used his hands and arms to support England's head and back to feel the warm body more by pressing it, but he did it on purpose. They kissed passionately as they were run out of breath. They decided to break their passionate kiss by pulling away. They unlatched their arms as they broke away; their evidence breaking their passionate kiss was the string of saliva on the corner of their mouths. America licked his lips to taste England more while England wiped his mouth with his sleeve. They also both opened their eyes at the same time, locking each other eyes after their afterglow. They panted because of the lack of air. America grinned while England was still blushing in embarrassment.
"Wha-*pants* what was *pants* that for?!" England asked, confused, and then he looked away shyly, trying his best to compose his beating heart.
"That *pants* Arthur *pants* was our morning kiss! We do that *pants* every morning," lied America. America wanted to experience what the kiss felt like when he kissed his beloved, and the experience was great! He was happy that England responded to him. They waited until they stopped panting. In a few minutes, their breath was stable. England looked at America, finally composed. America grinned at him, and then he kissed England's forehead tenderly. England blushed and gawked at him like he was the newest creature that the zoo brought up.
"Are you okay, Arthur?" America asked in concern. He bumped his forehead onto England's, feeling his temperature up. America knew that England was a shy Nation when he was being honest with himself. But anyway, he wanted to mess up England a bit because his beloved looked adorable while he was blushing crimson red while looking at him. England blushed more, and then he quickly crawled backward.
"Ah, Arthur, look ou—" Too late, England fell back onto their bed. America flinched because he knew that he had hurt his beloved.
"Bloody hell?!" England cursed, nursing his throbbing head and bottom while sitting up straight. America looked on the side of England, looking below his bed in concern.
"Are you alright?" America asked worriedly. England glared at him in annoyance, forgetting their kiss a few minutes ago.
"Do I look bloody alright?! Y-you just…" England said sarcastically, trailing off suddenly, and he remembered what America did to him: caressing his blonde locks gently, kissing his head tenderly, kissing his lips passionately, and kissing his forehead lovingly. With all the America's tender and loving gesture, England blushed remembering all of America's affectionate touches.
"You're turning red again, Iggy. I didn't do anything wrong. After all, we're lovers, right? Lovers do that normally." Replied America, looking at him with a tender smile. Seeing that smile, he looked away, blushing crazily like a love-struck schoolgirl seeing his crush. His heart started to pound erratically again. Inside his thoughts, he cursed for feeling like this, and he cursed that he was confused about his feelings.
"Bu-but…I don't remember…" England spoke out loud softly, not looking at America. Suddenly, someone lifted his chin, and England saw America looking at him tenderly. They were facing each other, locking their eyes together. England never noticed from the start that America approached him silently earlier.
"If you want to, we could start all over again. I know you're confused because you don't have past memories anymore. We'll create new ones just for you. I'll wait for your past memories return. I'll show you what love feels like again. We're going to build our relationship once again, little by little. My feelings for you is genuine, Arthur." Confessed America. They looked at each other eye to eye, not looking away. All of a suddenly, England looked away, blushing shyly.
"I-If we're really lovers, which we're not. You've got to do your best to let me fall in love with you again. I-I'm not suggesting you should, though. But, we shouldn't do the morning kiss again." Said England.
"How about a peck?"
"Bloody no!"
-~Hetalia~-
America and England walked together in the hallway, holding hands while America lead the way. England was blushing, looking away while he looked around his surroundings. America clad with his tan military uniform minus his brown bomber jacket. Meanwhile England was covered with America's brown bomber jacket while he still wore his nightwear. England wondered who changed his clothes, and he felt bloody awkward. Of course, he wished he wore slippers and was not barefooted, but the American was rushing after he called his cooks, and he bet he was hungry. England didn't mind that they were holding hands because America told him that they were lovers from the start. Even though they kissed in the morning quite passionately, he knew they already went to the next level of their relationship in the past. England blushed while remembering their passionate kisses earlier, and then he shook his head to clear his mind off.
'We are still not lovers, England! That's in the past, I think… And clear that bloody thought off!' England said inside his mind. England really wanted to start their relationship again while he had amnesia. He was curious about their real relationship. While he had amnesia, he wanted to start over again, and maybe he would remember their relationship by spending time with him. That's why England wanted to give America another chance to fall in love with him again, if they were really lovers like America told him yesterday. Fortunately, America never noticed his dilemma. They walked in silence until the American broke it.
"Ne, Arthur." Said the American. England looked at America's back. America didn't face back, though.
"What is it?" England inquired. Suddenly, they stopped walking as America blushed while he faced England, scratching his cheeks with his free hand anxiously.
"Want to go to the garden?" America suggested, shyly. America's heart pounding erratically, and it's been centuries since he felt that. His heart was pounding a bit when he watched his beloved further away. When he was finally facing him closely, his heart was beating in full blast, as he knew that he was really falling in love with him.
"Oh, you have a garden? If you do, yes. I-It's not because I'm curious about what it looks like and wanted to go with you, and it would be lovely if you had a table in the garden with tea. Also, i-it's not a date" Answered England quickly while his lime-green eyes avoided him. Suddenly, America knelt on one knee while the other one supported it on the ground, and then he raised England's hand to his face.
"Think everything you want, my beloved Queen, and it shall be, your highness." America teased in a deep tone. When he heard America's voice, England looked at him immediately, and then he saw him kissing his hands while looking at England tenderly with a smile. England's cheeks suddenly had a lovely crimson red. America smirked at him, and then he winked at his beloved flirtatiously as he stood up and let England's hand go. England look disappointed when he let his hand go, but he shook his feelings off, and he felt confused about his feelings and also speechless. He didn't know if he wanted to yell at America angrily or kiss him, and he was in stupor.
"I'll tell our servant to prepare our tea party, my lovely Queen. If you would excuse me, I'll go get my phone in our room since I left it." Chirped America, and then he went in the opposite direction. England followed America's figure unconsciously until he was five meters apart. When he turned to England, he smiled at him goofily.
"Just wait for me a few minutes and I'll escort you, my Queen. Oh, I almost forgot!" America exclaimed, and then he approached England and kissed England's cheek quickly. With that, he quickly ran away, going to their room. England came back to reality while his mind was still in the process until he blushed in crimson red, and he knew what his decision was for his next action.
"IT'S ENGLAND OR ARTHUR YOU BLOODY IDIOT! I'M NOT YOUR BLOODY QUEEN OR YOUR BLOODY PRINCESS, YOU PRAT! I'M A BLOODY GENTLEMAN, DAMNIT! I'M A MALE AND NOT A BLOODY FEMALE, DAMN YOU!" England cursed with his lungs out while he heard America laughing loudly, echoing in the hallway.
-~Hetalia~-
In the garden, the two nations were sitting down on white chairs. There's a white table with teapot and teacups on top of the table with an umbrella shading them. They were surrounded with beautiful flowers such as red roses, colourful lilies, red rose bushes, blue Aquilegia, blue Aquilegia bushes, and other exquisite flowers scattered around them. The sun was shining brightly, cold breeze blown gently, birds flying through the skies while others chirping, butterflies pollinating the flowers, white clouds floating lazily, and grasses and leaves rustled by the wind. Today was a lovely day. But the British man was in the sour mood because he was shivering in cold. Even though he had a bomber jacket covering him. America forgot to bring his clothes. America was looking at England in concern.
"Are you okay?" America asked.
England just snapped and glared at him heatedly while he tried to cover more of himself with America's bomber jacket. "Do I look like I'm bloody alright?! You forgot to bring my bloody clothes!" America looked away guiltily.
"I-I'm sorry, Arthur…I just have…you know…having a lot of mind on my own…" Said America, avoiding looking at England. England looked at him guiltily.
"Especially you…" added America in a whisper. England heard him and blushed. England picked his warm teacup up beside him and sipped. England closed his eyes, relaxing himself up. When he opened his lime-green eyes, he put his teacup in the saucer with a clink. America heard the noise and looked at England curiously. He saw that England looked relax now. England was staring at the rosebush in front of him in a few meters away.
"You know…I'm sorry that I…snapped at you. I-It's not your fault, a-after all." Said England, still looking at the rosebush. America still continued to listen to him. England knew that America was staring at him. When he looked at America, their eyes locked.
"I-I forgive you." Stuttered England with a blush, and then he quickly looked away. America grinned; stood up, approached England, and then he knelt on the grass with one knee up. England looked at America curiously while still blushing. America looked at him tenderly, and then he reached his hand towards England's cheek, caressing gently like he will break fragility. England saw America's eyes looking at him lovingly, and his cheeks turned crimson red yet another time. America chuckled lovingly while his sight focussed more on England.
"You know, you have a pure heart, Arthur, being able to see the magical creature while I'm not. I love your green eyes because it reminds me of a lush green meadow. When you smile and laugh, I saw your eyes glinting like an emerald gem." Confessed America while he touched near England's eyes. England continued to blush while his heart was starting to pound erratically. His posture was stiffened, but he continued to listen to him. And then, America touched England's lips next.
"Your laughter is music to my ears while your voice sounds melodious. When you smile, you smile like an angel and my heart starting to melt. When you look sad, don't be, my beloved, because I can't stand alone and I hate seeing you sad because my heart feels like it will break into little pieces." Added America while his free hand reached towards his chest as if to prove it to him, and then he let it go. America's other hand reached towards his next destination of England's blonde locks, brushing it tenderly.
"Your hair shines like the sun. Even though it's messy, I like the messy hair of yours because I know you're a stubborn Nation, but I must remind you that I love that part of your personality the most. Even though you're stubborn, I can't stop myself but to love you and not hate you." Continued America, lovingly. And then, his next destination was England's bushy eyebrows. He caressed it gently while England held his breath, anticipating America's next words. He only heard the beating of his heart, and he knew he was still blushing, and then he began to breathe slowly just in case he forgot to breathe. America chuckled sweetly while looking at England's eyebrow.
"The most prominent feature you have is your sexy eyebrows. Whenever I look at it, knowing that you're yourself, my heart skips a beat, and I can't stop myself looking at you. It gives me hope that you're still here." Confessed America tenderly, and then he began to shake. England stopped blushing and looked at him curiously in concern, and he never saw America's eyes because it was hidden by the shadow.
"Imagining a place that you cease to exist, I'll never forgive myself, Arthur!" America said passionately, looking at him with different kinds of emotions mixing with it. England was surprised, and he didn't know what to do to comfort him, and then America suddenly hugged him. America began to cry quietly while his entire body was shaking in fear.
"I-I can't let you go, Arthur! I promise you to protect you for now on. I love you so much! If someone takes you away, I'll do everything I can to crush our enemies and bring you back. I only do this because of the sake of my love for you. I love you! I love you, Arthur! Whenever I see you, my heart lightens. When you're far away from me, my heart suddenly darkens. You're the light of my life, Arthur. Please, don't leave me ever again." Sobbed America, hugging at him gently because he knew his strength, and he never let him go because he was afraid that England would disappear again. England hugged back, gently patting America's back and swirling to comfort him by using his hand. He didn't know what to say because he was speechless. He can't even promise himself to say that he'll stay forever because he felt that…he couldn't. He also can't say that he loves him back because it's still early. England closed his eyes, continuing patting and swirling his hand on America's back.
"Hushed, poppet. I'm still here. I'm here. While I'm still breathing, I'm still here. Hushed, love. Don't cry." Chanted England. He can feel America's bomber jacket getting wet by America's tears. England didn't know why America became an emotional wreck, but he tried his best to comfort him because he still felt that America wasn't fit to be sad, and he felt that he was only fit to be cheerful.
After America calmed down, they stopped hugging each other while America decided to sit on the grass instead of the white chair. His pants were already dirty, and he was sitting beside England. England stood up suddenly, and America looked at him curiously. England approached on the east side of America, and he sat in there. America looked away, his eyes were still puffy red from crying. He felt better, letting his real emotion up. He kept it hidden for centuries. No one saw him crying, and he knew his England would be the only one seeing his weak side. He knew he wanted to get rid of his weak emotional self, but he didn't know how to. He only knew how to lock away his emotional by wearing a mask, to hide his true self and to hide his weakness, and they would only see his strong side. But sometimes, he let his mask fall off and saw his real joy and his angry self. Everyone only thought that he had no weakness, but that was just only a façade. When he was beside England, his mask suddenly cracked a bit, but he would wear it off immediately when he was beside his beloved. Or else, his mask would be crumpled away, but his mask was very important to him so that he could protect England and himself. He knew it hurt when he lied to his beloved, but he couldn't help himself but to hide the truth for his beloved's sake. For now, he let his feelings pour out as he confessed to England. Everything was silence, but not an uncomfortable one.
"You know…" England said, breaking the silence. America looked at England curiously. England never faced him, though.
"It's okay…to cry on my shoulder a-and crying is manly!" England continued, stuttering while blushing, and then he looked at America with a gentle smile. America was surprised and tilted his head, and he wanted to listen to him more. England approached near America's face, taking off America's Texas, and then wiping America's tears away with his thumb. America blushed while his heart started to beat loudly. He knew that England won't hear his heartbeat, but only he could. Only England could make his heart pound like this, and no one else could.
"That long face of yours isn't fit for you at all! You should smile more and be your idiotic self!" England said seriously, and then he a not-so brilliant idea popped inside his mind. He knew he would embarrass himself. America continued to stare at him, and then he smiled tenderly. That's why he loved England so much—because he could easily understand him and cheer him up easily. Unpredictably, England pecked America's lips, and he quickly sat on the grass while looking away, blushing. America gawked at him with a blush. England was busying himself by playing America's glasses, tracing his finger on the frame slowly.
"I-It's a 'get better soon' kiss, nothing else." Said England quickly, still blushing. America stopped blushing and had a great idea. He knew that England would be angry with him once more, though. But anyway, he loved seeing England with different kinds of expressions because his beloved was freaking adorable!
"Arthur, would you look at me?" America asked. England looked, and then America pecked his beloved lips quickly while he snatched his glasses away immediately, stood up, and dashed away. England gawked, and his mind still processing the information until he was snapped off. England stood up immediately, glared at America's silhouette form, and yelled at him while his face was crimson red in embarrassment and anger.
"YOU BLOODY WANKER! GET BACK HERE!"
"NO WAY, IGGY! THAT'S A 'THANK YOU' KISS!"
"SOD OFF!"
"I ALREADY DID! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"I'LL CASTRATE YOU!"
"I LOVE YOU TOO, ARTHUR! JUST FOLLOW ME, IGGY! ONWARDS TO THE KITCHEN!"
As in on cue, England's stomach growled. Suddenly, he realized that he was hungry, so he quickly followed America's silhouette form. Or else, he would get lost in this huge mansion-like-castle and died for starvation. No bloody hell would he die that pathetically. England forgot that Nation couldn't be starved easily, and he didn't know the last time he ate. And then, England shouted again.
"BLOODY HELL, WAIT FOR ME, YOU BLOODY IDIOT! AND DON'T YOU BLOODY CALL ME IGGY!"
-~Hetalia~-
After a few minutes later, England had already changed his clothes with his usual green military clothes, and America's brown bomber jacket was already returned to its owner. They were already seated, eating their breakfast in the Dining Area. The dining area was wide with a long table and a cloth covered it. Many foods were already prepared and there were lots of brown chairs with red cushions lined up. There were also large windows on the wall, wide open, letting the sun illuminate the place. The two nations were the only left inside the room, and there were no butlers and maids around their area. England only heard their clinking of their silver spoons and forks. The room was quiet. England looked in front of him, and he saw America was chewing his food eagerly. America noticed him and looked back. He let his spoon and fork down while he raised his eyebrow questionably. He chewed his food first, and then he swallowed.
"Is something wrong, Arthur? Is the food not delicious to you?" America asked in curiosity and concern. England shook his head as his answer.
"No…I was just wondering where the maids and butlers are." Wondered England out loud.
"Oh~ they're quite busy with the preparation. Of course, you're invited, Arthur." Chirped America, cheerfully. England looked at him curiously.
"So…What's the preparation all about?" England inquired in curiosity. America winked at him, and then raised his hand up and waggled his finger while he tutted his tongue in front of England.
"It's a secret~ it's a surprised, after all." Answered America quite cheerfully, and then he stopped his gesture earlier. England face-palmed.
"Let me guess…some sort of party, am I right?" Guessed England. America only winked at him.
"Why don't you figure it all up later?" America said rhetorically. England crossed his arms over his chest, looked away, and then he clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Aww~ Come on, Arthur! It's a surprise just for you! I know you'll totally love it!" America chirped quite cheerfully. England closed his eyes, shook his head, sighed, and then he let his arms fall off. When he opened his eyes and looked at America at the same time, he nodded in understanding.
"Alright. Let's continue to eat."
"Yay! Our theme for today in our lovely evening is our usual military clothes."
"What?! This evening?!"
"Yup!"
"Tch! You're quite sluggard, aren't you? Military uniform as our theme…"
"Hey! At least its way more comfortable wearing our own military uniform than tuxedos and dresses!"
"So, is this my own military uniform?"
"No sh*t Sherlock."
"Hushed! Language, Alfred."
"I can curse whenever I want, Arthur."
And then, they glared at each other heatedly. One minute later, they chuckled.
"Let's finished our food, Arthur. Our food will get cold." Said America. England complied. After that, they began to eat in a comfortable silence.
-~Hetalia~-
America's ballroom party.
Behind the closed-door, America and England held their hands. Their bodyguards were Japan and Germany, guarding the huge brown double door. Germany and Japan held the handle of the door on each side: Germany on the left while Japan was on the right. They were bowing at them. England was nervous, but America noticed him immediately, and he squeezed England's hand to comfort him. When England looked at America, he saw him looking at him tenderly. England smiled at him weakly and nodded to signal that he was ready. America saw the signal and nodded back, and then he looked at Germany and Japan.
"Rise, and open the door on my order." Ordered America in authority, using his serious tone.
"Ja!/Hai! Sir Amerika/America-sama." Said Germany and Japan in unison, and then they stopped bowing and opened the door wide open.
England saw the big crystal chandelier, hovering above the ceiling, illuminating the room. Every country was present, wearing their own military uniforms in their respective country. Everyone was present, except America and England earlier, the hosts in their party until they entered. A little while earlier, the countries were chatting formally with soft music playing in their background. When they heard the door creaking loudly, everything was silent, and their eyes were looking at them. England felt anxious right now because their eyes were staring at them in attention. England really felt that he hated social gatherings because he felt awkward. Suddenly, they bowed immediately in respect, and England was in awe. He looked at America curiously, and he saw how serious he was. He didn't know that America was some kind of king or the highest authority figure, and he finally decided to add him to his respectful Nation list. England didn't know if he had one, but he got the feeling that he already had that kind of list but he forgot about it because of his amnesia.
"Rise!" Ordered America with a booming voice. Everyone stopped bowing, and they awaited their leader's next order.
"As you can see, I held this event for my beloved. Let's give him a warm of applause for returning to us." Said America loudly, and the whole room heard his voice, echoing. Everyone gave England a warm round of applause. England blushed, and then he looked at the crowd. When America raised his free hand, everyone stopped again. America looked at England tenderly.
"Arthur, do you want to say something to everyone? If you want to start the party, say so," said America, gently. England looked at him and nodded, and then he looked at the crowd.
"Thank you for celebrating my return. Unfortunately, I lost my memories, and I hope everyone will introduce themselves again. I apologize that I forgot your names, please don't be offended. Now, I commence the party, and I hope you enjoy the party." Said England in a loud voice, and then everyone clapped. The music suddenly started, and then they continued what they were doing earlier. Suddenly, America dragged him away.
"Where are we going?" England asked in curiosity. America continued to drag England away, not facing him.
"I'm going to introduce you to Japan and Germany first! They are my loyal subordinates." Answered America. When they finally near at them, they were still guarding the door. Germany and Japan noticed them, and they nodded in greeting.
"Japan! Germany! You already know my beloved Arthur, right? And you won't say my beloved's human name, and you can call him England." Ordered America, seriously. They said yes once more in their respective language. England frowned behind America.
'I'm not a bloody possession, bloody idiot.' Thought England inside his mind, not saying it out loud because it might ruin the atmosphere. His frown was washed away as America turned towards him in excitement at the same time.
"Arthur, meet Germany and Japan. Their human names are Ludwig and Kiku respectively." Introduced America. England looked at them and smiled awkwardly. Germany and Japan bowed respectfully in seconds until they stand straight once again.
"It's nice to meet you, England-sama. I'm Nihon, Japan, or simply Kiku—that's my human name." Introduced Japan once more.
"It's nice to see you, Mr. England. You can call me Germany, Deutschland, or Ludwig as my human name. Whichever it is. It will be fine, Mr. England." Introduced Germany once again. England nodded at them in greeting.
"If it's okay with you, I could use the three of your names interchangeably, if you won't mind. I-It's not because I think that you're homesick without hearing your true language or that you miss hearing your human names." Said England quickly, blushing, and then he avoided eye contact. The two of them looked stoic. When you take a closer look, you can see their mouth twitching a bit upwards. America noticed, but he didn't comment it. After all, their party should be enjoyable.
After the entire tiring introduction by meeting all the countries in the room, they decided to have a lovely dance. Everyone enjoyed eating food and chatting with their fellow Nations, and some Nations danced together with their partner.
Suddenly, there was a loud crashed above the floor, as rubble and dust fell down from above. The building shook. As the personifications of countries inside the ballroom readied their weapons hidden inside their clothes, inching to bring out their weapons. They wore their own military uniforms as their leaders said that that was the theme.
England was confused. For a second there, they're having fun dancing in the ballroom peacefully. Now, they were under attack. England heard his partner, America, cursed in front of him while starting to take their position to start dancing. Everything was quiet, except the music was continuously playing. The chattering stopped, as everyone, except England, looked at their leader, waiting for his order.
England kept looking around his surroundings until his eyes locked with America's. England saw America's eyes turn cold in a matter of seconds, but America's cold look vanished and looked at his beloved apologetically. England shivered… Was it fear he was feeling earlier or not? When he remembered America's cold look… Something inside his mind rang warning bells, but England simply shrugged it off. After all, he wanted to stay close to him and observe him if he was going to do something. He felt that it was wrong to have doubts and looking at him suspiciously, but the other half of his felt right. England was confused about his feelings towards America, and added with his amnesia, his confusion doubled. England frowned, not knowing what to do anymore. When America saw his beloved frowning, he put his hand on England's shoulder in comfort, thinking that England was worrying about something, which he was. England stopped frowning, and he looked at America curiously. When England saw that America was comforting him with a smile, he blushed and looked away in embarrassment.
"Don't worry, Arthur. I'm going to protect you no matter what. Hero's promise!" Comforted America. Still blushing, England glared at him weakly.
"I-Idiot I'm not—" Suddenly, England got interrupted by a loud explosion above the next floor. The building shook once again, and then England stumbled. Fortunately, America was in front of him and caught him.
"Be careful, Arthur. Maybe you should go to our room first. I'm going to handle this situation first. After that, I'm going to our room." Said America seriously. Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming behind him. When America turned around, he saw Germany and Japan bowing at him respectfully.
"Rise. Our status report?" America ordered. Germany and Japan stopped bowing, and then looked at their leader.
"The 14th floor was already invaded by our enemy. The traitor's people were already sneaking around, right about now, America-sama." Reported Japan in a monotonous tone.
"We already sent our people to investigate the place, Master Amerika. What will be your order, sir?" Germany asked politely. America glanced at the confused England, and then he looked back at them.
"Germany, you'll go with me. And Japan, escort Arthur to our room—" Suddenly, America got interrupted by England.
"I can go by myself, thank you very much. I'm not bloody invalid!" England retorted. America turned around and looked at England seriously.
"Arthur, this situation is dangerous! I can't let the enemy harm you once more! You should go to our room now, Arthur. Please?" Pleaded America, looking at him worriedly. England sighed and nodded. After all, England couldn't say no to America because he felt his love towards him, and he appreciated that. Suddenly, America hugged his beloved tenderly. England was surprised, and then he hugged him back while closing his eyes, feeling America's warmth.
"Thank you. Be safe, and don't forget to drink your medicine, okay?" America whispered.
"I know, and be safe too, you bloody idiot. You must bloody come back as soon as possible, you bloody Git." Whispered England tenderly. As England opened his eyes, America pushed him away gently. America grinned and nodded. Unexpectedly, America moved fast and pecked England's plump lips. England blushed madly for the umpteenth time while opening and closing his lips like a fish. America grinned, thumbs up, and he quickly ran away towards the exit.
"Germany, let's go! Bye England!" America shouted, turning his body around and waved at the shocked Brit with a warm smile. Germany quickly followed behind America, following America's order. England finally closed his mouth, looking at America in his sight until the two nations disappeared. England stopped blushing, but his face was still red.
"Bloody American…" Whispered England, tenderly, and then he touched his lips where America kissed him earlier unconsciously.
"Igirisu-sama, sorry for bothering you. We should go to your room at once like what America-sama ordered." Said Japan, politely. England startled, looked at Japan, and then he nodded.
"Please follow me, Igirisu-sama. I hope you won't be offended while I lead the way. The enemies might hurt you along the way." Said Japan, politely. England nodded, and then they went their way to where England and America's room was. England was following Japan, only seeing Japan's black uniform back. He had a scabbard near Japan's hips with a sword sheathed in it.
"Ah, that's alright. But anyway, you should simply call me England, if you want to." Said England.
"Is that an order, Igirisu-sama? If it is, I apologize that I won't do it because I don't want to disrespect you. In my country, every name should be call -san, -chan, -kun, -sama, and other formal calls." Explained Japan. England nodded in understanding, even though Japan never saw him. Finally, he saw his room. When Japan was near at the door, he turned and faced him.
"I'll be guarding the door for your safety, Igirisu-sama. If you need anything or are in danger, call me." Said Japan, and then he opened the double door and let England in. England nodded in thanks and understanding as he went inside his room. England switched the light on and then Japan closed the door to stand guard outside his room. England decided to sit on his Queen sized bed on America's side. When he noticed that something was underneath America's pillow, he picked up the pillow in curiosity and saw an old album. He put the pillow beside him, picked up the album, put it on his lap, and then flipped to the first page and saw himself and a small America, smiling happily. England never knew that he smiled on the corner of his lips unconsciously. He continuously flipped the page, looking at the picture slowly like he wanted to memorize all the pictures he saw.
Suddenly, a loud explosion and a metallic sound interrupted him, clacking outside his room. England looked at the door curiously until the door was bust wide open, seeing someone unfamiliar and familiar at the same time.
TBC
Writer: I wonder who it is :3? And no, It's not 1p!Us if you're wondering like that -_-U. But anyway, I don't have enough time to write a sneak peek because I'm running late for meeting someone and sleeping early. And no. It's not my boyfriend because I'm freaking single. I have 0% love life. As a compensation for not writing my next update in October because my life ruined the schedule to update this story~ I type a long chapter just for you guys because I'm freaking love you! :D. I hope you forgive me, not typing my sneak peek because of sleeping early for my school tomorrow.
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