Wife
Summary: America has just learnt that Sweden calls Finland his wife. He decides to do the same to England. Obviously, England isn't very pleased. USUK
Warning(s): Characters might be OOC, Usage of both country and human names
Author's Note: This fic is…I don't know. Fluffy and crack galore, I hope!
P.S. I'm sorry for Sweden's speech. I'm not sure how I should write how he talks. I heard you cut out the vowels…?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything; Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. Also, I'm not American or British so anything regarding these two countries should not be taken too strictly.
Part One
America wasn't sitting next to England. He had come a little bit too late and the two seats next to England for the World Meeting had been taken up.
It's not even that he came late! Everyone just came too damn early. Dammit, Alfred wondered if he could make it a rule that no one could come in earlier than him or take his seat next to Arthur. It was his seat after all. But since this time's World Meeting was held in Japan, he probably didn't have as much authority.
Though Kiku was like his best bud...
Well anyway, since France and Spain were dominating England's sides and refused to leave—and Germany had ordered him to find a seat quickly so that they could resume the meeting, which meant America couldn't force them to move the fuck away—he had to sit at the only available seat left. Next to Sweden.
America grumbled throughout the meeting, keeping his eyes glued onto England's position to ensure France (or Spain, you never know) wouldn't try any funny business. Not that England wouldn't be able to defend himself but come on—Alfred had to be Arthur's hero, whether he knew it or not. America was so busy staring intently at England that he didn't even talk about his awesome plans to stop global warming like he usually would. Nor did he take a short power nap during the boring presentations (that England would usually lecture him for doing, that hypocrite!)
He gritted his teeth as the hours ticked by slowly. Being nations meant that he and Arthur could not see each other very often, since they lived on separate continents. And though people called taking a trip to America from England and vice versa going 'across the pond', it was clear that that was one damn big pond. And factoring all those things in, America did not like being apart from his lover now that they could actually be near each other. It was killing him. Really, it was.
Only the fact that he was a strong country, the great United States of America, the brilliant, dazzling hero, was what kept him going. A lesser man than he would be drowning in desire to be closer... closer…
"Shouldn't y'u pay attention?" A voice grunted from beside him. It sounded sort of harsh. America turned to see Sweden looking at him…disapprovingly? Well, Sweden was giving him the most uncomfortable stare—to be honest, America couldn't really be certain if it were supposed to intimidate him or if it was his normal look. But of course America wouldn't be scared anyway! Of course not!
…Still he felt inclined to answer.
"Uh—yeah? Sorry 'bout that. I was just—never mind. I'll pay attention," America muttered under his breath, though he had no intention of shifting his attention from Arthur. Surely he would be able to fake interest. He was good at that, especially with how often England tended to ramble on about unimportant things like how unrealistic Hollywood movies were or about America's 'terrible' education system. Pfft—and England would even feel insulted when he felt Alfred had drifted off.
"Y'u sho'ld list'n to my w'fe," Sweden said again a few minutes later. America cursed under his breath. Not convincing enough. No wonder England always caught him—wait. Huh?
America's brain zoomed in on the one part that peaked his interest: since when did Sweden have a wife? His eyes wandered over to the current speaker. It was Finland, who was presenting enthusiastically about how he, along with the other Nordics were promoting gender neutrality. Then, America unconsciously scanned the rest of the room and noticed that most of the nations were paying close attention to Finland talk. Very close attention. Kind of how they did with Arthur, except America didn't see Finland being constantly asked out and flirted with. Which was weird. Finland seemed likable, with a happy-go-lucky attitude much like Italy's. Why didn't anyone ask him out, and instead his grouchy England got hounded to go on dates?
Alfred pondered for a moment before he noticed how Sweden stared at Finland. He certainly did not look any different at first glance but looking deeper, America saw that his features were actually softened. Then Sweden looked at the rest of the nations and he would appear sterner, leaving the nations who were watching quivering in fear. Said nations would then tear their eyes away from Finland and start scribbling down notes.
People say that America was an oblivious fool that couldn't read the atmosphere (whatever that meant), but it wasn't true. America was observant—when he wanted to be and when it was important. This time, it helped him make the connection he was looking for.
Sweden was somehow involved in why nations stayed clear of Finland.
Alfred needed to know how Sweden did it. He needed to know so he could do it with Arthur too.
Without thinking, America nudged Sweden's arm, causing Sweden to face him, a glare (?) on his face. (Having lost his awesome reading facial expression skill after he deemed it unimportant, Alfred just couldn't tell anymore)
"How do you get all the other nations to back off from Finland?" Alfred whispered excitedly. One of Sweden's eyebrows tilted upwards very slightly and he looked confused. (Oh good, they were back. Fantastic!)
He simply replied, "My w'fe" before turning back to Finland's presentation. At least he had left Alfred with all the information he needed.
America knew exactly why no one sought after Finland like they did England.
He grinned widely.
After he put his plan into action, no one would flirt with his wife ever again.
Oh look, America laughed to himself. I've already started.
Author's Note: Okay, so here is the first part. The second one should come quite soon, or so I estimate. I'm actually wondering if it should end as a quick two-shot or if it should be extended as a dabble-y kind of series, with them in different situations.
