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Chapter 11

Fifteen months had passed since America announced that she quit, and since then practically no one had had any contact with the nation. America the land seemed to be doing fine, or at least that was what the human representative sent in America's place would say, but not even the nation's boss let alone the representative could answer how America the nation was doing. Due to this, it caused many of them to wonder what happened to the youth and the ones from that night to regret making the nation run off.

What could they say, most of them did not have anything really against America; or in the very least nothing more than they did against the others. The ones who America hung out with also began to realize how much the annoying American entertained their lives in a friendly manner. This was then not helped by the fact that none of them could even understand why they chased her off in the first place. Hormones, they guessed, since the thrills of lust and of overpowering the idiotic superpower left them shortly after they finished never to come back. Needless to say, this mixed with the fact that every girl they knew treated them like the greatest dicks in the world caused several of them to wish to apologize to America. However, in order to do that they needed to find the vanished nation; which was proving to be impossible.

And so the months passed with them scouring for any sign of the nation or sitting in the meetings hoping for America to simply poof into existence and act as if nothing was wrong. After all, for their kind getting past hurts is more a survival mechanism than anything and each of them had hurts that they would rather forget than constantly think about. Sadly, this never happened and soon several of them began to wonder if they would ever see America again.

The fifteen month held another world meeting, and as the nations waited for it to begin each of them from the incident plus England continuously looked towards the door for any sign that America was coming. So far, the only sign that they had was the fact that the American representative was not there. Then there was how the girls were acting. It was not that the girls were acting obviously odd, but there simply seemed to be a jolt of energy around them in how they whispered to each other and smirked at several of them evilly.

Soon it was time for the meeting to begin, at which point England raised his hand and asked, "What about the person filling in for America? Shouldn't we wait for him?"

"I was faxed a note saying that he was told not to come, so I guess America is not having a representative today," Germany stated before going back to starting the meeting.

England interrupted him again, however, and asked, "Are you sure it is wise to have a meeting without America? I mean, it's hard to get a good idea of how everyone is without anyone for the superpower."

Germany was about to respond to this, only to stop himself when the conference doors slammed open; catching everyone's attention. Everyone stared at the figure at the door, finding a blond-haired teen with glasses walk into the doorway; America.

The other nations were stunned to see America, let alone America as a boy again. After several seconds of gapping at him, America said, "Sorry I'm late, guess I oversleep."

England blinked for a moment and began to ask a question before Italy blurted out, "Vee, America you're back! And you're back as a boy!"

"Yep," America answered bluntly while grabbing the vacant seat, not completely sure what he was supposed to say to that.

"B-But how?" Japan asked shocked by all of this.

America looked as if thinking about how to explain the answer to then begin, "Well, it's kinda hard to explain. My doc tried to explain it to me once but it was kind of complicated. The best theory I remember is that since what you asses did to me pretty much made me feel like garbage my body responded by thinking that it wasn't on top anymore or something like that. Anyways, all I know for sure is that I went to bed one night about a month ago as a girl and woke up a dude again. Needless to say it certainly freaked out both me and these old ladies I was staying with."

"Well it is good to have you back," Germany answered, obviously relieved to have the American back with the others.

"Not that I'm upset that you're back, but why did you chose to return?" France asked.

America blankly looked at France for a moment, only to then smirk slightly and answer, "You see, while I was by myself I've been thinking a lot about what you guys did to me, and I gotta say that I'm still pissed beyond belief. However, all that time gave me a few ideas about how to get over this a little more and I thought now was a better time than before."

"And what idea is that, aru?" China asked, not sure he wanted to know what the American thought was a good idea. After he said this, the girls and America shared a glance, followed by each girl either tackling or pinning down one of the boys who hurt America only to then have America answer, "Well I remember hearing somewhere that sometimes feeling like you got revenge can help make you feel better, so I asked the girls to help me get back at you guys."

"You can't be serious, da?" Russia asked while flinching from Belarus, who was holding a blade to her brother's throat.

"Normally I would be using this against America, but I've been reminded that you were the one who was unfaithful to me and America had nothing to do with that. Besides, big brother, did you not always say that you need to learn from punishments," Belarus answered emotionlessly, causing Russia to flinch more.

"And I did give most of you guys fair warning that I'd kick you're asses if I ever came back," America commented with a smirk. He then gave a nod and joined with several of the other girls in beating the stuffing out of the boys. Twenty minutes later, the floor of the conference room was covered by the punished men who were currently fainted with the rest of the nations standing around either in shock or casually looking at the carnage.

"So do you feel better?" Hungary asked America as the nation patted his hands as if to say he was finished.

"Ya, a little I guess. Not as much as I would like to say it did, but never the less, it felt good to get some of that anger out," America answered.

"That's good I guess. So then…," Hungary began only to then pause, not sure how to phrase her next question. At last she asked, "So then are you really a boy again?"

America smiled slightly and grabbed Hungary's hand, pulling it to his chest so that she could feel that it was once again smooth and muscular like before. He then said, "I can hardly believe it either but ya. Hard to believe but I think it's been just as hard getting used to being a guy again as it was to get used to being a girl."

"Well, it may have been short but you really did become one of the girls," Hungary answered with slight disappointment. She then got over this by hitting Prussia in the head with her frying pan when she noticed him wake up from beside her.

America could not help but laugh slightly at this before saying, "Well, I'm not planning on forgetting about all of that. Hell, hanging out with you girls was probably the highlight of the whole gender switch. And I guess I wouldn't mind hanging out with you girls on occasion. But back to business, what exactly did I miss?"

"Back to business? I think we're on break onto Germany and the others, like, wake up," Hong Kong answered, looking at the unconscious China. He was going to remember to not get on Vietnam's bad side; a hit to the head with her paddle certainly did quite a bit of damage. America shrugged at this and soon the other nations left the room to take their break. An hour later, the meeting finally began; this time with none of the nations wanting to act too rough on America and each of the now conscious nations apologizing profusely for making America feel they way he had. Not that America was too ready to forgive them, but it was the thought that count right.

That evening once the meeting was called, England looked to the still packing up nation and tried to get his attention. Upon receiving it, England said, "I really am glad that you came back, we were all worried about you and tried to find you. But what caused you to suddenly come back?"

America shrugged and answered, "Just felt like now was as good a time as any, I guess. Besides, it gets kind of boring not having anyone to talk to."

"I told you you could have talked to me," England huffed.

"You wouldn't have understood, and believe it or not the old ladies who I was hanging out with did a better job of making me feel better about what happened than you or any of the others did," America retorted.

England thought about this for a moment before asking, "You're still hiding something from me. It's clear on your face that you're not telling me something important. What is it this time?"

America paused before smiling slightly and saying, "Not telling you this time. I'm initialed to have a couple little secrets and I want to actually keep them this time. The last thing I need is for you to go spilling it again."

With this said America began to leave the room, England following at his heels obviously upset about not being told an answer. After a couple minutes of silence England asked, "Will you at least tell me where you were this whole time? And who were these old ladies you mentioned?"

"Both of those answers lead to the secret so…nope! None of your business Iggy," America answered, turning slightly to watch England scowl. God, it had been far too long since he saw the Englishman upset and it felt good to know that he could still make England act this way. America then commented, "But you know, I might tell you a watered down version if you have dinner with me and tell me what I've been missing. That is, unless you have plans."

"What other plans would I have?" England asked sarcastically.

"Well you know, incase you had moved on and started going out with someone else while I was gone," America answered with a slight blush.

"So you're asking me out. You know, luv, technically we never broke up so you have nothing to worry about. I doubt anyone would have been able to put up with me with how I've been constantly thinking of you anyways," England retorted.

America blushed more at this and asked, "Really," causing England to smile and say yes. Several more moments of silence followed this before America continued, "Well, just so you know if we do continue this there will be some conditions. Firstly, you need to respect my privacy more. Secondly, we'll need to go slowly and if you try anything like when all of this started I'm going to punch all of the lust out of you in a bad, got it. Thirdly, when we do get back to that part in our relationship and we're both ready I wanna top first. Got all of that?"

England could not help but laugh slightly at this, causing America to huff, before England agreed and asked where America wanted to go. After this, the two of them left for McDonalds to eat and try to get back with their lives. It would take America a very long time to finally get over what the others did to him, but until then he still had England and his new friends to help him along the way.

And so ends the rollercoaster which was this story. Sorry for the very dark left field, I guess that's what happens when I get the random idea of finishing one story idea with the beginning of another story idea from the same period.

Normally this would be the point where I ask if you guys want a sequel, but because of how touchy/ all the issues from this story I'm a bit unsure the sequel would be wise. Needless to say, if there is an overwhelming call for one I could do that (I promise not to have any really dark stuff like the gangrape pop out of nowhere). Anyways, I'm leaving the call up to you guys so please tell me what you think of the idea in a review.

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