Chapter Two

The next morning, America got to the world conference extra early. He wanted to be the first one there (which he was) so he could prepared himself to find out who he's in love with.

America stood outside the conference room doors for an hour, and the suspense was killing him! He wanted this day to be done and over with. He wanted to know who he's in love with. He was glad when he saw the first nation (other than himself) show up. It was Hungary.

America smiled and opened the door as Hungary walked by, a puzzled look placed on her face. "Good morning, Hungary," America said. Hungary looked at America and said, "Uh... Good morning?" America closed the door and sighed. ok, so it isn't Hungary you're in love with, he thought to himself. Just keep looking.

The next two nations that showed up were Lithuania and Russia. They also gave America the same look of confusing that Hungary had given him. America said good morning to them, and they said it back. Nope. It was neither Russia nor Lithuania.

As time went by, more and more nations came to the conference, all giving America the same confused look, but none of them bothered to ask what he was up to. By 10a.m, half of the conference room was filled up, and America still hadn't found out who he was in love with!

At 10:05, Canada showed up. "Hey America!" he shouted. When he was close enough, he started to whisper. "Any luck finding... you-know-who?" America shook his head. "I'm starting to think that it was just a freak thing, and that I'm not actually in love." Canada shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe. But just wait until everyone else gets here. Because maybe you are." America sighed. "Fine." Canada pat America on the back, then walked into the conference room.

America stood outside the conference room doors for another ten minutes, waiting for any other nations to show up. None did. America was ready to give up, when he heard the outside doors open. He turned around to see England walking towards him.

America started to sweat a little, and his heart started to pound. The closer England got, the faster his heart pounded. It wasn't long before England was right in front of America. England looked just as confused as the other nations were.

"America? What the bloody hell are you doing here? You usually show up at the very last minute." America's face started turning red. "Well...uh...I just...I just wanted to try something different today, that's all," America said with a nervous laugh. "Ok then?" England said. "Crazy git," he commented under his breath.

America opened the door for England, allowing him inside the conference room, following right behind him. Everyone started as America quietly made his way to his seat up front. He sat down and placed his head on his hand, staring out the window. Everyone stared at him, more confused then ever. Some even worried. Everyone was silent, and America didn't even notice.

Finally, England spoke up. "America?" he said. America looked at England quickly. The sound of his voice startled him, since it was dead silent. "Are you okay? You're not acting like your old, obnoxious self." America could already feel his face starting to turn read. "Oh sure dude! I'm just fine!" He said with a nervous chuckle after. Canada smiled to himself, for he knew America had found the person he was in love with.

Germany stood up from where he was sitting and said, "Well, since everyone is here, we will start the meeting." Everyone nodded and took out there pads and pens, ready to take notes. But America was just in no mood to take notes today. He couldn't even pay attention. All he could think about was, England? ENGLAND!? I'm in love with ENGLAND!? How could this be!?

That night, America couldn't sleep. He had too much on his mind. Well, actually, only one thing. England. He couldn't believe it. He was in love with England! He needed to talk to someone about this. But there was only one person who knew he was in love. And it was late at night! America didn't care. He just needed to talk to someone about this, so he picked up the phone and called Canada.

America sat on his bed impatiently. Come on Mattie. Pick up! After the fifth ring, America was just about ready to hang up, when he finally hear a voice on the other line. "H-hello?" answered an exhausted Canada. "Mat! Come to my place. It's important dude!"

America paced back and forth, waiting for Canada to arrive. "This just can't be," he said to himself. "How can I be in love with Iggy!? I mean he did raise me." America sighed.

Ten minutes after America had called, Canada knocked on his front door. America opened it. "Come in Mattie." Canada rushed into America's house, setting Mr. Kumijiro on the couch. "So what's up Al? You seemed very anxious over the phone." "Well... I can tell you that it definitely wasn't a freak thing."

Canada smiled. "So who is it? Who are you in love with!?" There was a very long silence between the two friends. Then America took a deep breath and said, "England. I'm in love with England!"