AN: Thank you all who wore orange on the 19th of November. It was really nice that so many people care about others. It still that a young life was lost, but in good news every school in our town raised money to help out the family. Way to go guys! On the good news no more cast for me, but still have to wear a brace. one more thing sorry I still havn't beta my stories yet. We been both busy with school. I try to get a beta one out ASAP.

"Wow I never thought we would ever go out on a date." America laughed, even if he couldn't make out the voice of his date. "Ouch that hurts, I'm not that much of a jerk to not notice when I'm in love."

The mumbling started to became bit clearer, "Oh really, then tell me how long have you 'love me'?"

"It must have been since the Revolutionary War. Why do you think I save your ass in both World Wars? It's just my way of showing how much I care about you."

"That's not very nice to say to someone your care about," The other started to laugh lightly.

"Here let me make it better," America pulled his date in to a heating kiss. When Alfred opened his eyes he screamed. His date was no other than Arthur of England.

America quickly woke up from his dream, "Oh thank God it was only a dream." He rolled over to check what the time was. "Twelve, you have to be kidding me." Not wanting to go back to sleep the hero decided to down stairs to watch some TV. The first thing was on was Dr. Who. "Out of all things to be on, it had to be Arthur's favorite show. Ok what else is on?" Flipping the channel to something else; this time it happens to be a rerun of American Idol. "You have to be shitting me someone else from England. Alright what else? Maybe there's a movie on?" Flipping to through the movie channel America found out that all 200 hundred channels he own were some from England or written by English writers. "Forget it!"

The now depressed country sat in the dark thinking about his life. "When in the hell did I start to like him? Was it nine years ago? When he took care of me when my people were attacked that September?" He started to think even more. He even place in hand on his heart, "No it was before that. How about the time everyone thought the cold war was pointless, but he still stood by my side more than anyone; even his if his Boss protested him doing so. That's no it either."

He moved deeper into his memory. "World War two that could be it, I did save his ass so many times in that war." He grabbed his heart more, "No it was sooner. What about the Great Depression? He took care of me when I was too sick to even walk. He even had a cold himself." America smiled at how kind England was toward him. "No it has to be sooner, World War One maybe? It could have been any one of those years," his heart started to beat a little faster. "No sooner than that. The Civil War, he stood by my side when I went in to the coma." America started to hear is own heartbeat.

"I'm so close, what is it?" Then it dawn on him his dream hold the answer. He, Alfred F. Jones, fell in love with Arthur Kirkland around the America Revolution. "Aw shit no way this can… can't… It's true!" America grabbed his heart like it was in pain, "It must be…but why did it take me this long to figure it out?"

A quick flashback happen of even thing he and England did in their past. Most of them were America and England fighting with each other, but what came to mind was that war. "Why did I do that? I mean it's ok if my people want freedom, but to go out and tell him I'm not your little brother. That was cold even for me."

Call America crazy, but it sounded like his heart was talking to him. You did it to show that you love him.

"How is that showing him I love him?"

You wanted to show him that you can be care for another, not just yourself.

"I only showed him that I can be a jerk."

In your own way that is how show you care for someone.

"But Arthur doesn't see it like that.'

Try something new then. If you really love him then show him.

"You're right whoever you are!"

Your heart you dope!

"Right, so how should I show him?"

How should I now I only tell you what you already know.

"Some help you are."

Do you want to die? I can stop beating whenever I want. You should have been dead with all that junk you put in your body.

"Hey I work out…. Whenever I get free…ok I never do any more."

You can't lie to me.

"Why is that?"

I don't know?

"We are getting side track, how do I show Arthur that I care about him?" Thinking about everyone that can help him out on person came to mind. "Matthew can help. He knows Arthur just as well as I do!"

Maybe even better.

"What the hell, you're sub post to be on my side!"

I'm just telling the truth, even if it hurts.

"I liked it better when you didn't talk."

That hurts, that hurts a lot.

"We are even, now shut up so I can call Matthew."

AN continued: That was fun to write, most that last bit when America started to talk to himself. I should have never took this part out in the first place. Oh well, you all get to read it now. On more thing, I drew a part from the dream in this chapter. Just look up on my DA page. The link is on my homepage. Here just take out the spaces. http:/ freeflyingspirt. deviantart. com /art/ The-Heart-s-Truth- 186612135?q=&qo=