In case you haven't noticed, I did not include a preview of this chapter. There are two main reasons for this. The first reason is that I didn't know how to make a preview of this chapter, since it's probably extremely short. Also, I didn't have enough time last night. Hehehe…

Hello everyone, and this is the Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes chapter! Is it just me, or are the chapter names for these prompts getting longer? Here are a few chapter notes though. First, this chapter is a part of a future chapter that I have not written yet. Basically, I was putting together the chapters in chronological order today and figured I could put this in between two other chapters. By the content of the chapter, I think you might be able to figure one of the chapters out. I will be posting the future chapters in a few days, so please be patient!

Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes

"Here we are." Hong Kong's soft voice was completely drowned out by the front door slamming open to reveal England and China. Apparently, the former had kicked the door open, since he was busy carrying China in his arms. Hong Kong simply walked into the couple's new mansion, seemingly ignoring the volume of his parents' shouting and talking.

Giggling, China's arms circled England's neck as he was carried bridal style into the house. "Is this really how you're supposed to carry me? It's an odd superstition!" he asked the nation.

England spun around on his feet, watching China's dress flutter out with the movement. "In Western tradition, the groom has to carry the bride over the threshold of their new home!" Wildly but gently, England set China on the floor, letting him stand up and smooth out his dress. Hong Kong didn't really react much, but a tiny ghost of a smile crossed his face.

"You also said that it was lucky that there was rain today," China added, laughing even more. He was busy shaking his head, veil in hand so he could get some rain out of his hair. England simply shrugged when he thought about it. Meanwhile, Hong Kong walked to a switch, flicking the lights on and glancing around the house.

"So we're going to be living here from now on?" England and China both nodded excitedly at their son as he started exploring the mansion. Hong Kong appeared pleased with the layout and furniture of the house, which basically translated to anyone else jumping around in happiness. Even after seeing this house for about a dozen times, England and China still gazed at the building in awe.

Their home was truly magnificent. It was probably a perfect amalgamation of China and England's house, with the lavish and expensive furniture resembling the décor at England's place, and the same roses and lilies. Beautiful peonies and bamboo from China's house also decorated the house, and the kitchen definitely had all the cooking utensils and appliances from China's place. By normal standards, their house was giant, and more than enough for the three to live comfortably in. Hong Kong immediately rushed back to the car parked in the garage to grab his suitcases, and then bolted upstairs to claim a bedroom and a personal game room.

England also disappeared into the garage, and reappeared with several large suitcases in his arms. Heaving them upstairs, England took them and half a dozen bags into the master bedroom. He popped out of the crack between the two doors, waving to China on the floor below.

"Come on, China! It is our wedding night, after all." As China chuckled to himself and grabbed the veil next to him, England slid down the stair banister and jumped off, next to the nation.

Shaking him head but smiling, the nation replied, "Okay, okay." China started running up the stairs, dragging England's hand behind him. Laughing, the two ran upstairs into the master bedroom. Meanwhile, Hong Kong watched the two, sticking his head out from behind his bedroom door.

"Honestly," Hong Kong whispered, a grin on his face. "They call me the teenager here." The doors to the master bedroom shut with a loud bang, and the young city closed his own door. Walking calmly to a random box, Hong Kong flung it open and started digging around, looking for something. Pulling out some earplugs, he plugged his ears and sat down at his desk chair.

He muttered, "I'll probably need these." Taking out his computer system, he set it up while hoping that all the noise would be drowned out. After all, the walls seemed a little thin…

"I wonder if Hong Kong is asleep yet. Do you think the walls are thick enough?"

China threw the veil on the nightstand by the king sized bed. He sighed and collapsed down on the bed, next to England. The nation reached up to the back of his head, taking a flower hairpiece and tossed it next to the veil, letting his dark brown hair spill over his shoulders and down his back.

Stifling a yawn, England rolled on his side to face China. "Remember, this is our wedding night," he whispered, his finger twirling a lock of China's long, dark hair.

"Pervert," China joked, slapping England very lightly on his arm. They caught each other's gazes, and took a few minutes simply staring into each other's eyes. England brushed some of China's bangs out of his face, watching his heavy-lidded amber gold eyes. Meanwhile, China smiled as he poked England's eyebrows gently and looked closely at the nation's emerald green eyes. They both started giggling and chuckling, as England slipped off the tie he was wearing and China started pulling off his gloves.

Rolling on top of China, England didn't once break eye contact with the other nation. China put him arms around England's neck, pulling the other closer to him while still staring into his eyes.

Who cares if Hong Kong would hear them?

Well, this is something different. I have actually uploaded a chapter before 8-11 o' clock. It is only seven in the evening in my time zone! Yes! By the way, you've most likely guessed what one of the future chapters is about. If you haven't, them I'm just sad. That chapter will being Getting Married, so look forward to it! The other chapter… Well, I won't tell you, but you might have figured it out as well. Might. I don't know, but I think I mentioned this chapter before.

Okay, now it is almost 8 o' clock. I went for a walk, okay? At least I'm not stuck in church and I get to stay home. Umm, no offense to anyone super religious. I'm just not the person to go to church. Or study religion. I should probably stop talking now.

Thank you very much to St. Helena for reviewing! I still have no idea if I was joking about the sky diving thing, to be honest… I'll just start with looking for some places in Las Vegas first. Did you know that it is illegal for a widowed woman to skydive at Florida on Sunday afternoons? It's a good thing I'm not widowed… Or living in Florida… Once, I did live in Florida. Also, I really did think of Prussia when I saw awesome! Hetalia! Invading our minds' vital regions! :D

I can't wait until I write the chapters I was talking about! Goodbye to everyone, and I wish you luck for any stories you might be writing ;)

Next Time…

"Really, Italy? Really?"

"I'm so excited! Are you excited because I'm excited…"

"I just hope we can be happy."