Cause this had crossed my mind. Twice. Three times. OK fine, I thought about it the entire week.

/=+=/

"Yes! I finally found you!"

"Eh?"

Arthur looked up to see Charice following him with a strange grin on her face. He blinked a couple of times before closing the book in his hand and sighing. Whatever she wanted, she was going to beg about it for a while, so he might as well give in to her demand…whatever it was. If it was too much, than NO.

"I wanted to ask you a question that pertains to you." She smiled. "I hope you don't mind me asking you."

"It depends on what you're asking me about." He answered, trying to sound like a gentleman.

"OK then. It's not perverted or anything." She clapped her hands together. "It's about this 'special relationship' that you have with Alfred-"

He choked on his own spit.

"Wh-wh-what?"

"It's that word that humans use to talk about that bond between America and England that pertains to the close political and cultural ties." She stated. "What IS that, anyway? I'm pretty sure that it's not just centered toward your bosses…"

"I-It's just a play on our historical ties with each other." Arthur answered / stammered. "Nothing more."

"Then why don't they call everything a special relationship?"

Arthur jumped in the air about a few feet and darted his head around to see Rizal sitting next to him, playing with a simple yo-yo. He rolled up the small toy as he turned his head toward Arthur with a sly grin on his face. Crap, he's onto something…

"If historical ties are the only things that keep a 'special relationship' together, then why don't they call the bond between Spain and Italy a 'special relationship'? How about Russia and his former countries of the Soviet Union? China to Japan?" Rizal rolled out the yo-yo again. "What makes your relationship so…special?"

"S-stop asking me such trivial things! It just means that our bosses are good friends with each other, that's all!"

"For fifty years?" Charice chuckled. "Don't your leaders change every four years?"

"J-just don't talk about it! It's just a cultural connection between a country and its colony, nothing else!" Arthur stood up. "Now…if you will excuse me…"

"Where're you going?" Rizal asked.

"D-don't ask me!"

They both watched as Arthur fixed his jacket and ran the heck out of there as if there was a fire right behind him. Charice couldn't help but laugh behind his back, while Rizal just played with his yo-yo with that sly grin on his face. He quickly 'walked-the-dog' as Charice turned to him.

"We just smacked him right into dere and back to tsun, didn't we?"

"Of course we did." He answered with that smile.

/=+=/

Arthur was mumbling something to himself as he hid through the hallways, making sure that no one was following him. After a few minutes, he took a deep breath and leaned on the wall, holding his head and trying to get the headache out of his mind. Suddenly he was aware that there was someone with him, and he looked up to see that Alfred was leaning close to him, an arm extending out to lean him over Arthur's figure.

"Hey there, Arthur…"

He blushed and looked down, looking like a girl. Alfred chuckled a little bit before rubbing his cheek, making him blush even more.

"…Hi…"

"Aw…you're blushing. Jumped into dere, I see?"

"…shut up…" He turned away. "It's just that…Charice was asking about us."

"Pfft. She didn't figure it out on her own?"

"Most likely she did…she just wants confirmation." Arthur sighed. "But still…I don't want to…just yet."

"Hey, don't mind me. I'm perfectly fine with keeping us a secret. I know Francis and Elizabeta. They'll squeeze us dry until we have no relationship is left." Alfred grinned. "But I know Charice and Rizal. They can keep secrets."

"…I still can't trust her. She's extremely addicted to cute, and she might think we're cute together…"

"Well…aren't we?"

Arthur blushed as he looked up and see right into Alfred's bright blue eyes, before leaning in for a quick kiss on the lips. Unfortunately, Charice was watching. Fortunately, she was willing to keep it a secret.

/=+=/

The 'special relationship' was the close ties between England and America. It was first established in 1946 in a speech by Winston Churchill, and has been used ever since. Many people have different translations to this "relationship", but this is mine, so deal :D