A/N: I suck XD P.S: There might be some offensive things in this chapter. I apologize in advance.

Chapter 4: It's Only a Kiss!

"Wh-what? You can't be serious Arthur! Are you trying to say that I'm the only STAIGHT nation there is (A/N: Naw, he lyin'.)?" the American shouted.

"…"

"Well?" he asked once more.

"…Aren't you even a tiny bit…curious about being like…us?" England inquired, sounding quite confused and a tad hurt. Alfred twitched.

"NO, I'm not! Geez Artie, do I look like the type to prance around with fucking flowers on my damn head? 'Ooh, look at me! I'm wearing a nail polish and I like DUDES!' No way, man!" he ranted.

"Th-that's only a stereotype…you d-don't have to be so harsh…and besides, it's only ONE kiss! What's that going to do, burn your body from the inside out?" the Brit retorted, tears once again welling up in the corners of this eyes. "Well? What's the problem?" he said hotly.

America clenched his fists angrily. "You don't understand! My president won't approve of this!" he shouted furiously.

"How would you know that? You don't know him well enough to assume anything, boy!" Arthur shouted back.

TH-THUMP, TH-THUMP.

Alfred growled. 'Dammit, not now!' he thought. This time the pace became faster and was steadily rising. "W-why..? What's going on?" Then, he heard a muffled, strangled whimper coming from the other man. America loosened his fists and looked at the Englishman in concern. "…Arthur?"

"I-I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…It's all my fault…I'm to blame…my entire fault…I-I can't-," said man suddenly turned into a sobbing heap and his knees buckled. He tried to wipe his eyes and stand on his feet, but the tears wouldn't stop flowing, and he kept collapsing. "Pl-please…don't hurt me…please…just because I'm the way I am…I'm begging you…don't…" Arthur curled up into a tight ball on the ground and covered his head, attempting to shy away from the world around him.

Alfred looked down at the older male in grief and shock. He had never seen the elder like this, not even during the Revolutionary War. The American kneeled in front of the Englishman and gently prodded him. "Hey…you don't need to be like that, England. Come on…" he muttered.

Arthur only curled up tighter. "Ha…haha…what a laugh. Not only are people like me too sensitive…but we're also as weak as shit…haha…ha…" he said with a fake laugh.

Alfred sighed. "If it'll make you go back to your normal, stuffy, British self…then…I'll give you…a…kiss." The American blushed, his eyes diverting to a different part of the room.

"…Forget about that idea. It might not work anyway…" the Brit replied.

TH-THUMP, TH-THUMP.

"England…"

TH-THUMP, TH-THUMP.

"Arthur…"

TH-THUMP, TH-THUMP.

"Hey…"

TH-THUMP, TH-THUMP.

"Answer me…"

Thump…thump…

America's eyes widened and he looked at Arthur. He tried to remember more of what China said about synchronization.

'So China…if we start having problems accepting each other..?' America asked curiously.

'You cannot let that happen, aru! If the heartbeat starts becoming softer and less clear, that might just be the end of you and that nation! Both of you would be lonely for the rest of your existences! Once the beating stops, it will not return, aru!' the Asian nation replied.

'…We're going to be alone forever…if I don't do anything…' Alfred thought. The American panicked. He pried his former mentor out of his position and grabbed his shoulders.

"A-alfred..? What are you-mphf!" the Brit exclaimed. He never finished his sentence as the younger nation smashed his lips against is own. The two panted heavily as the kiss ended all too soon.

"Ngh...wh-what was that..?" Arthur inquired, feeling confused.

"I…" America paused. 'Should I tell him the truth..?' "It was only to shut you up. You whine way to much and it's getting on my nerves." He finished. '…I'm such an idiot..!'

"…ohhh…" England barely found the energy to stand up. "I'll just…leave you alone then…" he stumbled out of the kitchen and tripped a few times on the way.

Thump…thump…thump…

"A-arthur?"

Thump…thump…thump…

"Arthur wait…"

Thump…thump…

"Hey…"

Thump…

"ARTHUR!"

(A/N: Moar cleef hangeeer hahahahaha *shot*)