A/N: So I did decide to update this. Sorry it's kind of crap and a little short. oTL. I just finished editing it again and I can find a ton of stuff but nothing I really want to change. So enjoy and read and review please! 'Specially review!

Also- thank you greatly to reviewer LnLeGr-x for correcting my pathetic attempt at Irish Gaelic- the title is now changed to the correct translation of my lame title, "I Think I Love You". Thanks a bunch and sorry for the confusion! :3

Another side note: if anyone comes up with good chapter names I'd be happy to use them because, as the title shows, I'm not the best with titles… XD

For reference, Arthur is England, Aileen is Ireland, Claire is Northern Ireland, Ellis is Wales, and Derek is Scotland.

And oh yeah. I don't own Hetalia. Otherwise Artileen/UKUS would be totally canon. TOTALLY.

Now, on to the awesome!

Ellis sat in the chair next to Aileen's loveseat. Grinning, the redhead hugged her best friend over the arms of the chairs, giving him a greeting akin to Claire's and Arthur's.

"Ellis! It's so good to see you!" Beaming and releasing him, she continued: "How have you been? I haven't seen you in forever!"

The dark-haired young man answered her, as excited as she, though less apt to show it in such a manner, "I've been perfectly fine, though I'm still not used to the quiet since you left…" he smiled apologetically. "But I've been great! Claire-well, you've seen her- she's been good, and Derek's been fine. But…"

Aileen picked up where he left off, "Even more rebellious, perhaps?" she smirked. Ellis was her best friend in the world, for all his honesty and gentleness, but Derek would be first in her heart as her brother.

"He wants to get out his frustration; I guess…" the perceptive Claire entered the conversation, and the room, leaving Arthur's tea on their coffee table once she realized he was gone. "I suppose he's never really gotten over how you got to leave. And he had to stay."

Aileen fidgeted uncomfortably. She had often lain awake at night, before and after she had left Arthur's manor, stewing over her plans and how they may affect the others in the house. Arthur's opinion was easy to decipher: whichever she chose, Arthur would be angry at her. He'd just be angrier if she left- not that she cared about his feelings, of course. Aileen also always knew Ellis would be fine, whichever decision she made. As delicate as the lad may seem he was quite resilient, and, along with Claire, was insightful enough to realize how much happier Aileen would be on her own. Her sister would be saddened, but understanding. Her dream was for Claire to come with her, but, alas. Some dreams must be forfeited for others.

However, Derek MacDonald had wanted his freedom as much as Aileen- he unfortunately had the propensity to want something very much and be unable to do anything to achieve it. He never wanted Aileen to leave, however much the young lady would wish for it. Derek did not have the ability to see people's unhappiness when it interferes with his own desires. Not that it makes him a bad person, Aileen quickly thought. It's just how he is…

Aileen sighed, and the room stayed quiet. It was a companionable silence, for but a few seconds, rather than Arthur and Aileen's tense moments, only a platform for new conversations to bounce off of.

"Did I hear my name?" a voice echoed down the stairs, provoking Aileen to jump to her feet and run to the parlor door.

"Derek?" she called, peering up the stairs.

"Aileen!" a delighted twenty five-year-old scrambled down the stairs and enveloped her in a bear hug. "We've all missed you so much! My pranks haven't been half as good since you've left!"

Aileen laughed, but there was a new shine in her eyes as she responded, "I've missed you too! So, so much!"

"How have you been?"

"Fine, it's been great on my own-"

And laughing, he replied, "Yeah, I bet!" However barely noticeable, his laugh was hollow, his smile faltering.
The red-haired pair made their way back to the sitting room. "So," Aileen began after she and Derek concluded their greeting, "Seriously, though, how have you all been? Arthur hasn't been feeding you or anything?"
"Nope, Claire and I have been cooking," Ellis laughed.

Derek jokingly moped as he continued the joke, "They say I'm as bad as Arthur, so they won't let me cook either…"

The trio broke into peals of laughter, with Claire giggling as well.

Derek sighed and with a half-smile, seriously answered Aileen, "It has been fine here. Ol' Artie seems a bit pissy, though, 'specially after you left. Don't think he liked losing one of his most precious colonies…" he concluded with a dry laugh.

"Speaking of Arthur…" Aileen sheepishly began.

"Here we go," Derek quipped under his breath.

"…what bar is Arthur headed to? Tonight?"
Ellis started to respond, but was cut off by the grinning Scotsman: "What's this? Still head over heels for Arthur, I see?"

"Shut up!" Aileen pushed the loud, giggling Derek. "He's still here!"

"Fuck." he cursed himself, then continued on a more serious note, "So, though," Derek half whispered. "…you do still like him"

Aileen sighed and after a moment stiffly nodded. Yet another quiet moment, the only sound breaking the silence was Claire's question, "You like Arthur?"

Aileen threw her sister a sarcastically scathing look. "Haven't you known this?"
"Yeah," Claire laughed a little bit, scooting closer to her sister. "He likes you too!"
"What?" the Irishwoman whispered. She was shocked, disbelieving that Arthur would ever return her feelings.

Claire giggled again, but was earnest, "I'm sure of it! I mean, he's always shy around you, and acts like he hates you. That's what you do! And whenever I talk about you (which is kind of often) he blushes madly and escapes the room!"

"…really?" Aileen stared at her sister.

Derek broke into her reverie, the contempt in his voice for his younger brother barely masked, "So what? I'm sure he's just pissed off at you."

Aileen nodded, sitting again, a half-disappointed expression on her face. "Eh. I'm sure you're right, Derek."

Derek stared down at his clasped hands, afraid to look Aileen in the eye, not wanting to see the cloaked ache in her vehement green eyes. Taking one short glance around the room, gathering his bearings, he saw Claire giving him a look- a look that says, "Please don't upset her."

Ellis quietly broke into her reverie, stating, "It's the tavern just down the street, turn a corner and you're there. He's leaving now." His smile wished her genuine luck, while Derek's was just that.

"Thank you," Aileen gratefully replied. Hugging her best friends, and tightly squeezing a goodbye to her sister, Aileen grabbed some cash (from "Aileen and Derek's Trusty Stash of Cash") and rushed out the front door into the cab waiting for Arthur.
As soon as she was out the door, Derek hung his head in his hands and sadly murmured, "…why? Why Arthur?" Ellis patted his shoulder and said, "Because."

"It's because you're her brother!" Claire exclaimed, as though this was plain as day, "She's always had a crush on Arthur, since they met!"

"But after he took you two here, …didn't she? I mean, you know, hate him?"

Claire sighed and sat between Scotland and Wales, and quietly explained, "She was very confused for a while… I guess, because she really hated him, and I never understood why, 'cause he is a nice guy. And I think after a few years she realized that he's awesome and allowed herself to be in love with him, but she has too much pride and stuff to stay and admit that and everything."

Ellis laughed affectionately, "Aileen's pride… it's kept her from a lot of things. Including, she told me, ever being able to marry Arthur."

"The thing," the grinning Claire agreed, "that she wants the most is denied her. She'll never join the UK, not even if her life depended on it."

"But," Derek argued, "couldn't they just 'relieve the sexual tension' or whatever you guys say, and fucking just fuck each other and then be done with it? Then, maybe, she could consider me…" he added as an aside.

Silence met his question.

Derek sighed again and headed back up to his room, dolefully humming "Jesse's Girl" as he went.

A/N:

So I feel like I need to explain Aileen's feelings, because another person's explanations of them are subjective. And stuff.

So Arthur finds Aileen, and it's weird for him because this is like the first colony he's found who's not a little baby when he found them- Aileen was teen or preteen-ish, and Arthur was a couple years older than her. So they're attracted to each other- Aileen to him more than the other way around, since at this point Arthur kind of hates the world (except for Alfred, if I'm in USUK mode, which I'm not). But Arthur eventually realizes he likes Aileen too- basically right after she leaves. So they both like each other, but Arthur is super tsundere about it and Aileen is too proud to say so. She also never wants to go back to live with Arthur, because she finally got away from him and honestly likes being independent. So there's that. BUT THEY DO LOVE EACH OTHER. Yay. C:

R&R. Peace out yo. ~