America made his move.
One afternoon he went to Honduras' house in Gracias, Lempira.
He had flowers in his hands. He felt nervous even though he was not doing it because he wanted it to.

America knock her door several times before an old lady showed up.
She smiled at him and ask him to come in

"Entre papa." The lady said "Honduras se esta bañando"

"AH, yo… no habla… spanish" America reply looking down to his feet

The old lady smile and grabbed the American's hand.
She made him sit in a wooden chair.
He waited for Honduras to come. She needed to hurry up. He didn't have all day.
Why did he agreed to this? Why were his bosses doing this?
Right. Money, power. All those fun things.

"Ya se ve patria mía en tu oriente
Nuevo sol esparcir claridad
Ya podemos con vos reverente
Pronunciar Dios, Unión, Libertad"

Honduras was singing on the background without a care.
The old lady only smiled to America who was a little desperate.
He shouldn't have agreed to this. They could have just make it diplomatic.
Besides, this was messing with another's being love.

"Abuelita!" Honduras said walking to the living room where America was

Then she stopped when he saw the American boy in her living room waiting with flowers.

"Good afternoon" Honduras said trying to look decent moving her wet hair out of her face "I did not know you were coming this afternoon. I apologize for my attire."

"I wanted to see you" he said with a killer smile, trying to sound natural

"Why, thank you" Honduras said looking at him with a puzzle look "Listen, señor, I'm in vacation right now, and I would rather enjoy it and not have any diplomatic visitors"

America swallow and tried to stayed calmed, while Honduras died inside because he was there in her house without an invitation.

"I didn't come for a diplomatic meeting!" America said nervous "I came to see you. To make our bond stronger"

"Our bond is only going to be stronger if we keep our distance and only talk when is necessary." Honduras said trying to sound cold

America looked down to the flowers he was holding.
He felt ridiculous.
His boss, was being an idiot for asking this.

"Okay then… Well, I'm going to go" he said getting up

"Honduras, sal. Ve a divertirte" the abuelita said to Honduras smiling

Honduras smile back at her and let out a big sigh

"Okay, señor… where would you like to go?"

America smile

"Anywhere. As long as it's with you"

Honduras nodded

"I'll be with you as soon as I can"

America felt relive, the plan was in motion.

America was very open.
He talked about everything while they were going around town.

That was their first get together.

It was hard to get Honduras to like him.
But when she did. She end up falling in love with him.
Thing that America didn't want, he didn't want to hurt her feelings, but he did it too he just found out that later.

It was an afternoon in Amapala, the famous port that Honduras had in the south.
They were in Playa Grande.
Honduras' hair floated with the wind.
The sunset was coming.
He lifted up his eyes to see her and admire how beautiful and flawless she was.
Every time he saw her, it was with fresh eyes. He loved this lady so much, and didn't know it at the time until then.

This time, he didn't only see her with a person's eyes.
He saw her with the eyes of a person who was already in love, and he didn't find out about it until then. He had fallen for her, he had just realized it, it was too late to go back now. He wanted her; to make her happy and give her the best things in the world.
He wanted her to be by his side and go and live with him. She had all his love… How?

For once in his life, he wished he was a human, so he could spend his life besides this wonderful woman, who he loved so much.
Immortality was a curse not a gift.

The light of the sun reflected on her tan skin making it look cooper.
Her hair was sticking to her back side while the rest of it was flooting away.
Her smile make him go to a place he hadn't been before.
She was a flower.
A unique flower that needed care, his care to be specific.
He wanted to take care of her and cherish her forever.
Wow, she was just… stunning.

He felt his cheeks light up, and tried to hide it.
She didn't need to find out, what if she didn't feel the same way?

"I love you" he said under his breath

That took him by surprise

"What's wrong, America?" Honduras ask touching his face "You look a little flustered…"

"Nothing… I just…" America said looking for words to come out of his mouth "I just… I don't know…"

"If you feel bad please tell me" she said in a quiet voice holding his face on her hands, their eyes not moving, just looking at each other

A silence followed, Honduras moved her hand away from America and looked at the black sand.

"We could spend the night here. Amapala said she would cover for us."

Honduras' face was red.

"It's not like we're going to do something crazy… we're only staying the night here."

"Yes." He said smiling "It would be great!"

Honduras' face lighten up.

Honduras felt her heart get out of her chest.
She was so happy.
Was this the feeling of love?
Was this the feeling that she was suppose to feel one day?
Was this a dream?

It had been at least 1 or 2 years.
And just recently she had come to the conclusion that she like this person in front of her. She didn't only like her. She loved him. America had become her everything.

America was celebrating in his mind.
Finally, to spend a night alone with her, just her…

"What are thinking right now?" America asked curiously

"Oh, nothing… just our relationship"

She wasn't lying

"Yes, I think our relationship has become quite big. The banana industry and the cruises bring a lot to our houses."

Honduras smile.
How was she going to tell him she loved him?
Was that going to ruin their negotiations?
She was scare, she didn't want to mess up the riches she was getting, but she also needed to tell him how she felt

The sun went away and the moon appeared.
They were both dried, the tide was low and the moon and stars were out. It looked very romantic.
She felt it that way.
He felt it that way
They just didn't know that both of them were feeling this particular emotion.

Honduras got the blanckets out and curled herself up in the little camp they had made.

"It's time to sleep." She said "Or just admire the stars."

"Can I tell you a story?" America said looking at the stars

"Si" Honduras answered

"One time this man fell in love with a girl. The girl was beautiful, she had gorgeous skin and beautiful eyes. She care a lot about her house, so she decided she could trust this man who she met once in the ruins"

Honduras was listening quietly
Remembering the boy from her memories

"Then one day, the man visit her in her house and after that they went out and play, they visit classic places, they went to mass together, they had a blast. Little by little the man fell in love with her. But she didn't know."

Honduras shift her body to look at him

"What happen at the end?"

She didn't know if this was a real story, or he was making it up.
It sounded too good. Her wished couldn't just become real…

"We don't know." He answered looking at the sky

"Are these people real?" Honduras asked a little scare of the answered "I hope they end up together"

"They can be." He answered "Good night Honduras"

"Buenas noches" she answered.

The next day Honduras woke up and change her clothes.

America was going to leave soon.
She had to tell him her feelings.
She went out for a walk. She needed to think and come up with a way to do it.

America was still sleeping.
When he woke up Honduras wasn't there. That alone freak him out.

He got up and began screaming her name
Honduras heard the screams and ran to where he was.

"What's wrong?" Honduras asked nervously

To the sight of the petit girl America smile and hugged her.

Honduras stayed still, not knowing what to do.
Feeling her heart knock against her chest very hard
She felt all the nerves in her body explode, her blood rushed, her legs couldn't hold her

America had realized what he had done. Honduras wasn't moving, she was just letting him hold her.
He didn't let go, he just had her there against his chest.
He was startle. He didn't know what to do after that.

Honduras was about to hug him back, when he separated from her.

"Sorry… I… I'm sorry Honduras… I just…" he didn't know what to say, was it right to tell her now? "Forgive me. I didn't mean to…"

He stopped in mid-sentence and looked at her.
She was quite looking at him without moving or saying a word.
Honduras was so nervous but she wanted it to happen, whatever was going to happen next, she wanted it.

He then got closer to her grabbed her face and kissed her.
Their lips moving against each other, feeling their hot bodies, feeling their lips smashed themselves, the wetness of the kiss and their tongues.

America didn't know why he had done so, but he was very happy he had.
He felt the blood rush everywhere.

Honduras was just standing, just kissing him, her arms besides her body.
It was her first kiss. She didn't want this to happen, she swore up and down that she would never kiss anyone, let alone fall in love
But she had. And she had fallen hard.
It was like a hole full of orquideas.
She finally raised her arms and hugged him, she was on her toes, trying to get to his height hugging him.
It had happened

They stopped.
America let go of her face and embraced her.
She was so beautiful and she needed to be all his.
He wanted to make her happy, they could work it out, their bosses could make an agreement. But that wouldn't be easy, his bosses wanted her for her land… maybe to keep it a secret would be best for both of them.
As long as they were together.

After that occasion they went out more. Enjoying themselves together.
They kept it hidden from everyone. America didn't tell his superiors and Honduras did the same.
America didn't want to let them know their goal had been reached.
He didn't want Honduras to be hurt. He would never forgive himself if that happen.
He wanted to protect her so much and love on her.

But then, the worse thing happen.
Washington D.C and Tegucigalpa were having a discussion when Washington D.C mention the little plan that his bosses had.

Honduras knew right away.
And that was the end of them.

America tried to explain but Honduras didn't want to see him.
He had made a mistake that Honduras wasn't willing to accept his excuses.
She felt like everything had come to the ground.
Everything felt gray.

She didn't know America felt the same way.
After that it was rare to see the American with Honduras.
She skipped most of their meetings.
She didn't want to see him.
She was hurt.

America wanted to do something, but Honduras never let him.
He wanted to explain that he really did love her.
He felt empty and gray, the same way Honduras was feeling. But what could they do, she was too proud and he had stopped trying.