Hey everyone~! ^_^
Some of your tattoo ideas were awesome! If any of you go through with it, lemme know kay? :3 I think I'm kinda going into withdrawal without my beloved BBC over here :/ There are loads of American shows though, like I've been watching these two shows called the Colbert Report and The Daily Show with... I think it's John? I dunno, but they're hilarious XD ...American politics isn't really that weird is it? o.O
Ah well, onward with requests!
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Chapter Twenty Five- OneGirlStudio's Request 3
The tension in the air was so thick, it could be cut with a knife. You could practically see it. The G8 members had wondered what was wrong with England when he had walked in that morning, and as soon as America came into the picture a few minutes later it was glaringly obvious that something was going on.
Germany had sensed this almost immediately, and so in the hopes of being able to have a productive meeting he promptly sat America as far away from England as possible.
Actually, this didn't help anything.
You see after that whole Facebook fiasco, America had been having a non-stop 24/7 gaming marathon with Tony so that he wouldn't have to think about anything other then pressing the correct buttons on the controller, because his thoughts were... weird at the moment.
England on the other hand, attempted to send America a message explaining everything over Facebook, but his computer totally died on him before he could send it (courtesy of his brothers who had completely screwed up the machine somehow), and when he tried to ring the other nation in order to explain: there was no answer. This was, of course, down to the gaming marathon the other was having, thus the colossal misunderstanding had been left unresolved and now things were extremely awkward.
Dammit, I wanted to explain that it wasn't me but Germany placed me all the way over here! Iggy thought in anguish. He was in a completely sour mood, but he planned on trying to clear the air when Germany inevitably called a break later on.
America was busy stabbing the life out of his iPhone while playing Angry Birds, refusing to come out of his gaming state because if he did: he would have to face reality (and he was no way in hell ready for that just yet).
Germany was doing his best to keep to the schedule of that day, but seeing as America was on a completely different planet at the moment, and Italy wouldn't shut up about this new pasta place that had just opened up that Germany just knew he would be forced to take him to, and France had just draped his arm over the Brit and made an unnecessary wise crack about his food (triggering a mini war between the two), a break had to be called.
"Will you all come back with your minds set on actually getting somewhere?" he sighed, moving to get up to go and get a drink.
"I've got no problems whatsoever. In fact, watching how much in disarray you all are... it won't be long until you all become one with me, kol kol."
"I'm fine as well!" someone said, but when the countries looked they couldn't see anyone.
"Who's there, ve~?"
"Me! Over here!" Canada waved frantically, but it was to no avail and he remained invisible.
"Aw man," America moaned as his battery on his phone finally died, because he had been on it non-stop all day. He quickly got up and left the room, a slight tint coming to his cheeks as he walked straight past England.
"Trouble in paradise, Angleterre?" France asked with a small smirk, raising an eyebrow at the island nation.
"What the bloody hell are you talking about?"
"You two seem to be acting strangely today," he said simply.
Ah, right! I still need to tell him about what happened! "If you'll all excuse me, I have some business to take care of concerning America." England began to head off after America, cursing himself when he realised that he hadn't taken note of the room the hero had gone into. I'm sure I'll be able to find him relatively easily though, he thought as he made it onto the corridor.
"Hang on a moment England!" a voice called, and Germany came to join him. He looked slightly embarrassed about something but tried to remain professional as he said, "I shall come with you."
"What? Why?" the gentleman asked in confusion.
Because I want to get this meeting back on track quickly, so there's no time for you two to be doing THAT! Although this is what the German was thinking, he managed to stay composed and said, "I'm merely concerned about America."
"I wanna come too, ve~!" Italy hummed happily, bounding out of the room and latching onto Germany.
"This could be fun," Russia said with a creepy smile, moving to follow everyone else. Japan also followed suit, because there was potentially some more plot ideas to be found here.
"Hey! Don't leave someone as gorgeous as me all alone!" France protested, quickly following everyone else.
"Hey... I'm still here," Canada said indignantly, but everyone had already vacated the room so he let out a sigh as he slowly got up to see what would become of this (although he knew this was likely to end in yet another therapy session).
"I think he headed down this way," England said to the other members, pointing right. The group proceeded in said direction, and sure enough they soon heard America's voice resonating from one of the rooms.
"Right then," England said in determination, putting his hand on the handle and intent to make everything clear once more. However his actions were quickly halted by Germany, who face palmed as he properly heard the hero inside.
"Mein Gott, this is ridiculous!"
The G8 members listened in to see what Germany was referring to.
"Ah, hah... England, uhn... oh yeah..."
England's hand fell from the door handle immediately, his mouth forming an 'o' shape in shock. He isn't... no way!
"Ohonhonhon~ Being a tease again Angleterre?" France asked, winking at the Brit who's face was quickly heating up.
"Shut the hell up frog! It's nothing like that!"
"Uhn... England... hah..." America moaned from within the room.
"Really? Sure sounds like it~" France hummed, causing Italy to start giggling.
"Teasing pushes the other partner over the edge and causes the person to pleasure themselves in a scandalous place," Japan spoke into a small voice recorder, it was much quicker than taking notes for the plot.
"Hey Japan, that looks cool ve~ What is it?" Italy asked excitedly.
"A device he can use as blackmail, I like the idea very much," Russia said eerily, eying the device and imagining the power he would have over so many countries if he started recording them doing compromising things. A steady string of 'kols' began to fall from his lips, while Canada tried to keep his breathing steady and not faint.
"Hah... nnhh... Eng... hah!"
"Well don't just stand there! Go and do something England!" Germany commanded, because everyone's attention was being diverted far too much.
"What? Why me?" Iggy protested, his face a lovely shade of scarlet and his heart beat going insane. GAH! What the hell is going on? Why is America doing THAT again? Does he actually... He had to lean against a wall for balance because he had gone all light headed.
"You're clearly the one he needs at the moment!" Germany retorted.
"What the hell do you expect me to do?" the gentleman huffed.
"Something along the lines of: 'AH! Oh America, 'arder! Oh God I love the way you feel inside of me, faster! Do me like there's no tomorrow!' And some more moaning probably," France said before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"H-How dare you? Do you want to die you French bastard?" the Brit yelled. "As if I would ever do something like that!"
"You do it a lot though, ve~" Italy reasoned.
England just spluttered, too many protests wanting to come out that he just started spouting gibberish.
"Fine, if you won't go in I will!" France said, pushing England aside and about to open the door until a voice sounded from behind them all.
"Hey dudes, why are we all crowding around here?"
"What on earth?" the G8 members chorused, all of them whizzing around and seeing America stood there with a confused expression.
"Is something interesting happening?" he asked.
"B-But, how... I... You were..." England was completely thrown, but everyone's attention was soon brought back to the room as a voice that was unmistakably America's moaned out a loud:
"England! Ah, oh God! Hah... nhh... damn, AH!"
America froze. "What the heck?" he asked.
"That's what I want to know!" Germany said, barging past the others and flinging the door open.
"Kyaaa~ This video never gets old!" Hungary squealed, raping the replay button. "God, I love Korea for doing this!"
"It really is... amazing..." Liechtenstein said quietly, her eyes completely transfixed on the laptop before her as the video began playing again.
"HUNGARY! LIECHTENSTEIN!" Germany barked.
The two females gasped and quickly turned around, only to see the G8 members staring at them, noting the red on England's face, the mortified expression America had and the incredibly unimpressed German standing at the forefront.
"There had better be a good explanation for this," Germany said firmly. "Why are you two even here? You aren't in the G8!"
"We just wanted to see if we could listen in on what America and England were bound to do during the break," Hungary said defensively. "We weren't being disruptive or anything, and we were watching the video of America to kill some time. Right, Liechtenstein?"
The small girl nodded, but moved behind Hungary because Germany looked very scary at this current moment in time.
"Huh? There's a video of me?" America asked, pushing past everyone to try and look at the screen. The video was still running, and Hungary turned the sound up so that the hero could hear his shameless moans and panting of England's name.
His eyes widened as he watched. "Wh-What the heck? I... this is... no! I didn't-!" He cut himself off as he realised that this was when he was trialling that Shake Weight thing, only it looked so wrong it was untrue.
He quickly whipped around and saw England blushing like there was no tomorrow, refusing to meet his gaze. Crap! Iggy's gonna think that I'm getting off thinking about him or something! I need to tell him that's not what's happening! he thought frantically, before pausing slightly. He looks... kinda cute blushing like that... NO! America, this is wrong, just explain! Thinking of Iggy does NOT turn you on!
He mentally cringed as he thought that, the Facebook chat coming to the forefront of his mind. Damn!
He just stood there for a few seconds, incapable of speech before he shook his head and decided that there was no need to mention the other day, because as far as the video was concerned he really wasn't turned on then.
"England!" he said, surging forward and grabbing the other nation's hands in his. "That video, I can explain!" He held the other's gaze, and England just stared back dumbly, wondering why he wasn't slapping America away and complaining about his personal space being invaded.
"You see, I-"
BANG!
Rubble flew all over the place and everyone in the room was thrown off of their feet (apart from Russia, who seemed completely unphazed by the whole thing and didn't even budge an inch), a blinding light hindering their vision for a few moments.
"VE! GERMANY!" Italy wailed, getting up from the floor in order to dive at the German who had only just picked himself up and was glancing around the room. "A controlled explosion?" he asked, readying his fists in case he needed to fight.
"Urgh, ouch... My clothes better not 'ave been damaged!" France huffed, sitting up and wiping his forehead. "What was that?"
"He's here..." Hungary said in a voice of death, brandishing her frying pan and narrowing her eyes. She noted how Liechtenstein had mysteriously disappeared from her side and let out a low growl. "Show yourself!" she commanded.
A streak of green flew down from somewhere, and there was Switzerland with an AK-47 in hand. "I told you that if you tried to corrupt Liechtenstein again then I would kill you!" he yelled, grabbing one of the grenades from his hip and threatening to pull the pin out.
"You dummkoph! You'll injure everyone in this room!" Germany shouted, running up and grabbing Switzerland's arm so that he couldn't deploy the grenade.
"Heh, you're resistance is futile," Switzerland said in a deranged voice. "For you see, all I have to do is give the word and an air strike will be launched on this building!" He began to laugh manically while France began to panic and make a bolt for it, Canada already well on his way to his therapist once again.
"Brother, no!" Liechtenstein pleaded, running into the room.
"Liechtenstein? I told you to stay in the helicopter!"
"I know, but you can't do this big brother! It was... my idea..."
Switzerland froze. "What?" he asked quietly.
"I asked Hungary to take me here after I saw the video," she said, trying to remain confident.
"But... why...?"
"Well, you see... I kinda think yaoi is really cool..."
Switzerland nearly passed out upon hearing this, but he just about managed to retain consciousness and glared at Hungary. "You tainted my sister, you will pay!" he yelled.
"Bring it on! Let's take this outside!" the brunette challenged. In a matter of moments, the three countries that weren't G8 members were gone from the building and busy having a battle of epic proportions outside.
"Germany, I'm scared!" Italy wailed, clinging to said country who just let out a long sigh.
"I give up," he said in defeat. "Just forget today's meeting, I don't even know why I bother with this stupid routine every time!" Russia just smiled from the corner of the room before exiting with Germany and Italy, while Japan hurriedly narrated everything that had just happened before leaving to go and create a storyboard.
"Uhn... what the-?" England groaned, opening his eyes and gazing around the partially destroyed room. The blast had knocked him out cold. He tried to shift his weight to get up, but he couldn't move! For one terrifying moment, he thought that some of the wall had fallen on him and he was trapped, but he quickly dispelled the idea because whatever was on top of him was warm. He looked up...
"Bloody hell! A-America! Oi! Wake up dammit! GET OFF OF ME!" he yelled, squirming around and trying to get free.
"Huh? Iggy?" he said slowly, opening his eyes and coming face to face with the Brit. "Woah! Dude!" The hero quickly removed his weight from England, but still stayed on top of him nevertheless. "What happened?"
"Hell if I know," Iggy mumbled. "Now get off of me!"
"You're okay right?" America lent down and whispered in England's ear, causing the latter to shiver.
"Hnn... yes, I'm fine..." England said, feeling himself blushing once more. "America, this isn't funny! Get off!"
Now America knew he should, but he kinda didn't want to. "You sure you're fine?" he breathed against England's neck. Woah, what the heck am I doing?
"Uhn, yes dammit!" the gentleman tried to sound forceful, but tingling sensations were playing on his skin as America's breath brushed against him. His heartbeat started to race and his mind went blank.
"England..." America said softly, looking down at the other in a way that England never thought possible. Cute...
"Umm... America?" What? Why don't I sound more forceful? Dammit, I should just push the idiot off! But England didn't...
The hero didn't get it, had the blast made his mind go all funny? That was the only logical explanation he could come up with, because right now he couldn't stop looking at England. He began to inch closer, England blushing even more as he did so which only spurred the bigger nation on. It go to the point where their lips were so close to touching, both of them were able to feel the hot breath of the other against them...
GYAH! This is dangerous!
"W-Well cool! Glad you're okay dude!" America suddenly said, quickly pulling back and getting up as fast as he possibly could. "Keep rocking it, see ya!" He dashed out of the room, heart beating a mile a minute and passing off what nearly happened as a moment of delirium induced by an explosion. There's nothing going on between us, nothing!
England was left in the room, completely stunned. What the hell was that? he wondered, bringing his hand up and lightly running his fingertips against his lips. He wasn't seriously going to... kiss me... right? W-Well even if he tried it, I'd kick his arse! Stupid America!
Thus the G8 meeting building had to be rebuilt thanks to Switzerland, who fought Hungary for four days straight (ending in a draw in the end), while Liechtenstein hastily hid all the BL manga Hungary had lent her, Germany really did take Italy to that pasta place, Canada had a complete mental break down in therapy, and America and England carried on living in ignorance (both of them resolving to forget everything that had happened recently and default back to normal).
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Mwahaha! I am such a tease! ;) To those that think I'm just trolling you, I'll have you know that I'm trolling myself as well! Trust me, I am being well behaved here! You think I don't wanna bump the rating? But I shan't, because I have self control XD For now anyways... At least you guys lasted longer than my pokemon fans, who only lasted two chapters before demanding I moved my fics up to M :P
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