The wedding was set to be in Canada. The reason why was because both Francis and Arthur both wanted it in their own countries but since it started to strain on them Matthew had offered to let them get married in his country.

Everyone was gathering for this event. It had been years or in their case thousands of years since their had been a wedding for their kind. There had been rumors that Sweden and Finland would get married since they had pretty much seemed that way and implied it all the time but no one could be sure.

Arthur looked nervously through the window from his room. The house Matthew had rented for this major event was beautiful. He was on the second floor getting ready when he looked out to see who was there. He was surprised that lot of people were there. Even his brothers.

"Arthur, are you ready?"

Pulling back he looked at the closed door. "No, I'm not. I'll be ready in twenty minutes."

"Alright." Came Matthew's voice. "I'll come back then."

"Thank you."

Going back to the where his dress suit was he stared at it. This was something he hadn't expected even though he had said yes to Francis when he proposed. It had been romantic and sweet. Now he felt like running away. He was afraid that someone would object to them.

Sighing he sat back down on a chair. He wished he had more time to think about it. His mind was buzzing and he was hoping that his headache would go away soon. Sighing more he slumped down. Closing his eyes he jumped up at the sound of a crash.

Rushing to the window he looked out. "Oh, it was just the kegs- What!"

Pulling out his phone he called the one nations that would know about this. "What's sup?"

"Kegs? Alfred I told you!"

"Hey, chill out it's your favorite beer, and don't worry none of them broke. Gotta go!"

"Alfred! Damn it!"

"Mon cher are you dressed?"

Jumping he ran to the door and locked it. "It's bad luck…"

"I was not going to come in but Matthew said it's been half an hour since he came to see you. Are you feeling well?"

"Not really. Nerves is all. I'll be right down… go on."

"Are you worried about your brothers?"

"A little…"

"Do not worry, Mon cher! Their sitting in front of America and Russia."

"Oh god… do you know about then Francis?"

"Oui, I did."

"Really?"

"I am the country of love. I could see it happening. I am not sure when but it did."

"You… did you send them gifts?"

"Non. I wonder who did it?"

"I don't know. Listen I better get dressed now. See you down there."

"What are you doing?" Ivan asked.

Alfred didn't answer him. Instead the blond was half way into a bush looking for something. He waited trying not to ask again. He really didn't want to know what the American was up to. Walking away he went to find someone else to talk with. Finding no one he went and stood by the Baltic nations.

Meanwhile Alfred crawled into the bushes, kissed the orb, and continued on looking for his rabbit. He had seen him hop in here earlier. Where could he have gone off too?

"Russ? Here Russ!"

Twigs started to rustle and soon a rabbit came hopping out and jumped onto his head nuzzling it. Laughing he pulled him off and pressed it's head against his.

"Been a while,"

"Yeah, you left me with Canada! Can I go home with you now?"

"Yeah," Alfred smiled and started to crawl out. "Come on,"

Once out he went to where everyone was getting ready. Who wouldn't want to be here? Mother Earth herself was going to bond them together! Hurrying to his seat he sat next to Ivan and the music died down and a glow started to appear and soon a beautiful woman stood there. Precious skin like the earth's dirt and dark black hair that resembled the deepest oceans and dark green eyes for the grass. Lips blue as the skies and he nails the color of the clouds.

The whole world greeted her and bid her the highest honor. Music started playing and France stood by her and thank her for being there. Soon it was time.

Arthur walked down the aisle with everyone looking at him. As he walked he felt that it was hard to breath. The walk seemed so short and he was relived when Francis took his hand., kissing it. Looking up at mother Earth he cursed himself when he stuttered greeting her.

She didn't seem to mind and smiled warmly and then held out her hands. Both placed their hands in on of his hands she held them firm and started to talk in such ancient luggage no one could even pinpoint a possible one it could belong to.

Soon a light began to shine and everyone watched in wonder as symbols appeared on their hands and then she made them hold hands their fingers intertwined on their own. The light got brighter but none of them shielded their eyes. It wouldn't hurt them. Not this kind of light.

The marking twirled around both of their hands, mixing until they settled and the then it glowed so bright that this time mother Earth disappeared the only thing they heard was a happy deep sigh from her. The light vanished and the marking fafed.

Both France and England looked at each other eyes bright and their smiles pure with happiness as they took in deep breaths.

They where bonded.

"Kiss him!" Alfred yelled.

Of course he would be unfazed.

They kissed and everyone cheered loudly.

Everyone was dancing, eating the cake, or drinking or talking. Either way it seemed that at the moment everyone was in a happy mood.

Alfred smiled as he sat with his brother. Ivan had had gone to sit with his sister Ukraine who showed up and wanted to talk to him. They both sat talking and catching up. He and Matthew talked for a while before Cuba came and took his brother to dance.

Frowning Alfred looked at the newly weds. It took them thousands of years to get together. That was a long time. Well, here's to another thousand years.

Smiling he stood up and stretched. Walking off he wondered into the house to find the bathroom.

Once everything had died down from the party and everyone went home, Alfred went to his boss to tell him about it.

"So, there really is a mother Earth?"

"Yeah. When I get married you can go see her."

"And when to you plan on that?"

"Hm… depends on when the moment happens."

"Alfred. Are you involved with anyone?"

Laughing Alfred nodded. "Yeah! Don't worry about it, boss. I'll tell you soon. Welp. Good night. I'm going home to sleep until the next world meeting."

Leaving Alfred hurried home where he jumped onto his bed. Silently he cursed the next world meeting was the next day at ten in the morning. Sighing he drifted to sleep.

The alarm went off way to soon and when he opened his eyes he felt sick.

Walking to the Meeting Ivan was wondering where Alfred was. He hadn't seen the blonde since the night before as he walked into the building he looked around. Everyone seemed to be tired. The lack of France and England was expected though since they had been married. As the room started to fill with the nations he walked to his seat and sat down.

It was then he noticed that the plate next to his wasn't America's. On either side. Now that he thought about it, Alfred had switched his name plate with someone else. Looking around he tired to find him.

No where in sight.

The world meeting started and it continued with the note that America was no there. They called him and he answered and said something came up but he would making it to the next meeting and to ask if Canada could bring him notes.

As the meeting passed and it came to a close. Getting up he walked out of the meeting and noticed Canada walking away in the wrong direction. Knowing that the only place he was heading was to his brother's he fallowed behind.

Matthew looked back once but didn't say anything and continued onward not paying attention to him. Ivan didn't mind. They walked on for a while until they came to America's house. Going in he watched Canada head up the stairs without stopping and into the master bedroom.

After twenty minutes the smaller blonde came out and walked passed him as if not seeing him. Ivan frowned and started up the stairs when Canada spoke.

"Be kind to my brother… or else."

It wasn't a powerful threat. A small and meek one but he knew that Canada was serious. After the door closed he walked up the rest of the stirs to the hall. The house seemed unusual quite. Had all of America's children gone home?

Getting to the door he thought of knocking but instead just walked in. inside was not what he expected. He had thought that America had gotten lazy and stayed home just so he could stay at home and sleep. However it was proved wrong.

Alfred lay on his bed with blankets wrapped around him, sweat on his forehead and he was shivering. Getting closer he saw a brief case laying on the floor beside him and clothes that looked like they were set out for the meeting.

So Alfred was going to go after all? But this... stopped him.

"Your economy… is worst then I thought." Ivan said.

Alfred didn't answer him. Instead he continued to shiver under the amounts of blankets. Leaning down Ivan realized that he was a sleep. Touching the forehead he knew the fever wasn't too high but still high enough. It looked like his brother had gotten him more blankets and set the heater on.

It hit Ivan. They had just walked into Alfred's home. No problem. "The security is off!"

Alfred shook as he tried to stay warm. His body felt so cold. Pulling out his orb he kissed it again and watched it swirl in both pure white and black. The two being in there weren't happy. He had to thank Arthur for the new spell that meant he didn't have to kiss it all the time but he still had the habit of kissing it.

It was too cold right now. All the stuff had caught up with him. It must have been the energy he used fighting off winter and then seal the dark side of Germany. Pulling the covers closer he could barely remember Matthew telling him he was leaving the notes. Or was he even there in the first place?

Shivering he felt the bed dip but as fast as it happened it left his mind and then arms wrapped around him pulling him close. Happy to feel warmth he cuddled up whatever it was. Holding as tight as he could he felt himself warming up.

Someone was talking to him but anything that was said left his mind right away. He felt the sheets wrap around him more. Sighing he started to fall into a deep sleep as he felt relaxed. Something pressed on his head. Still cold he opened his eyes and tried to looked up.

"…Ivan?"

"Rest."

Not answering he drifted off to sleep finally feeling warm rather then the cold that was surrounding him.

A/N: No lemon… I was going to add it when I noticed I had written five pages. Gasp, I need to add it in the next chapter!

But I liked the little fluff at the end.

To oXCookieMonsterXo: lol I thought about ending it that way since my friend had no more ideas on it, but it felt like it needed something more to it.

To love-for-bakas: California never minds… he's all for it! ;D

To Little-Bloody-Thing: Your French? XD That's awesome! Yes, you need to keep UK. I don't like USUK either.

To bacoins1priority: Yay for all nighters and boo for the horrible aftermath.

To America2: I love it too. I'm going to have a hard time parting with it.

To cloudylondon: And now your wait is over.

Next chapter RusAme lemon and drama.