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"This food is...AMAZING!" Alfred exclaimed, shoving as much as he could fit in his mouth. He absolutely could not get enough of it. It was like heaven was having a dance party in his mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, Alfred! It's very rude and disgusting." Arthur scolded. He and Francis had decided they would just eat something when they got home. No possible way they would eat the heart attack food. Just...Ew.

"'M sorry! But it's so good! Want some?" The boy asked the older nations, but both refused immediately. Thankfully Alfred was almost done and they could leave this place and hopefully never see it again, though they knew that that would be impossible. Once Alfred found something he really liked, he's going to be coming back for more. Maybe next time Alfred wanted to go to McDonalds, he'll force France to take him. He chuckled at that.

"Is something funny, Angleterre?" France asked, looking over at him curiously. England shook his head no but kept snickering.

"Oh no, nothing at all." Except watching Francis horrified face when he is forced to go to McDonalds. Francis eyed him suspisously but didn't say anything. Instead, he slithered his hand under the table and rubbed it up Arthur's leg, causing the Brit to jump up and squeak.

"You bloody wanker! Keep your dirty hands off of me!" He shouted, causing the other people in the restaurant to look over in their direction, giving them odd looks. His face turned red and he sat back down, scouted away from France and keep his face down.

Alfred partially ignored what was going on, mainly because he was still eating and didn't care as to what was going on.

"I'm only showing my affection for you, dear Angleterre~! Is that such a problem?" France leaned over and whispered sweetly to England. Said persons head shot up and glared at him.

"Yes, it is such a bloody problem, you twit! I don't want any of your damn affection!" He angerly whispered back. He was so tempted to just reach over and strangle the hell out of the man, but that would cause a commotion and would most liking get him arrested.

"All done!" Alfred exclaimed, breaking up the nations. He grinned happily. The others had a look of relief wash over their face as they would finally be able to leave this place.

"That's good. Now, lets throw this trash away and leave. We have other things we have to do today." Arthur said standing up and placing all the trash on the tray and walking to the trash can and dumping it before setting the tray with the others. He looked back to make sure Francis and Alfred were following before he opened the doors and walked out side. The fresh air filled his lungs and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Once they were settled in the car, Arthur began driving, looking for a store or mall that sold a suit that would be in Alfreds size. Finally he found the mall and pulled into the parking lot.

"Where are we, Artie?" Alfred asked from the backseat.

"At the mall. We still have to get you proper clothes for the meetings." Arthur replied and got out of the car. The others got out and walked with the Brit as he walked into the large building.

"I don't need a suit.." Alfred grumbled. Those things were always so stuffy and hot.

"Hush now. You do need one. Wearing jeans and a T-shirt to a formal meeting isn't correct." He smiled slightly at Alfred, who nodded. They walked into a store just filled with suits. Francis and Arthur talked to the store clerk as Alfred looked around. He didn't find anything interesting about the clothes. It was all so boring.

"Alfred, come here. We found one for you to try on." Arthur called to him. He walked over there, glaring at the suit, but quickly smiled up at Arthur. Arthur and Francis guided him to the changing room, handing him the suit and gently pushing him into one of the changing rooms.

"I could always go in there and help him change~." France said, eyeing the door to the changing room Alfred was in.

"You will not!" Arthur smacked him upside the head. Really, did this twat ever learn?

"I was just suggesting! I mean, maybe he can't put it on. Those things are complicated!"

"They are not, now hush up before I make you." Arthur growled. Francis snickered, obviously taking that the wrong way.

After a few more minutes, Alfred walked out of the changing room and looked at Arthur expectently.

"So..? Do I look goo in this?" Aflred asked, doing a full turn around for Arthur and Francis to see. Arthur smiled.

"You look like a gentleman, Alfred. Very nice. Looks like this took less time than I was expecting! And this suit fits perfectly." Arthur gleefully said getting a closer look at the suit that Alfred was wearing.

"Can I change out of it now? It's really itchy." Alfred complained slightly. Arthur nodded and he went back into the changing room.

"Aww he is so adorable in a suit! Much cuter than when he is older." France said, clapping his hands together. Arthur rolled his eyes. When Alfred emerged, he handed the suit to Arthur who walked to the cash register, Francis following behind. Alfred stood by them for a second before something caught his eye outside of the store.

He left the older nations, not telling them that he was leaving. He would be back before they even realize he was gone. As soon as he stepped out of the store, a million of other things caught his eye. Overwhelmed, he walked (Or rather ran) into a random store, looking through everything as fast as possible, before walking into another store.

He was amazed. This entire store was filled with games. He had never seen so many in one place! He was looking around till he felt a familiar presence in the room. One that felt oddly similar to the one he felt at the meeting. He turned around and saw the tall man with the scarf and thick jacket. Isn't he hot in that? He thought to himself. Then another though crossed his mind. What is he doing here?

"Hello, Alfred~! How are you?" The man asked, smiling at Alfred.

"O-oh, hi. U-um I-I'm fine. Do I know you?" He asked, stuttering a bit. He didn't mean to stutter but the mans gaze creeped him out.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, you do know me. Very well. At least the older you did. We were really good friends. I'm Ivan." Ivan said holding out his hand. Alfred hesitantly reached for it and shook his gloved hand.

"We are? O-oh okay. That's cool.." He said looking at his feet. If they were friends before then he could trust this man, right?

"I want to take you somewhere. You absolutely loved it before, and I was hoping it might...Trigger some of your memories, da?" Ivan smiled at the young teenager. He was painfully oblivious.

"R-really? I suppose I could go..But what about Arthur and Francis? I can't just leave without telling them!" He informed.

"I will call them and inform them, of course. Don't worry I have everything handled." He said, still smiling.

"Okay.." Alfred said. Ivan took his hand and they walked out of the store and soon out of the building. Once they reached Ivans car he open the back door and Alfred climbed in. His uneasy feeling was right as a wet fabric covered his nose and mouth. Shocked, he took an involuntary intake of air, causing his head to spin and his eyes to roll into the back of his head. He remembered seeing the mans face smiling before he fell into the darkness.

"Where's Alfred?" Arthur practically shouted. One minute the boy was there and they next he was just...Gone. No sign of him.

"I don't know, he was just here a few minutes ago!" France replied, looking around with the American.

"Oh God, what if he's lost? Or worse, kidnapped? Oh no, no no!" Arthur was practically hysterical. How could he lose the American again? Was he that bad of a care taker?

"Calm down, he's around here somewhere. Let's go find him." France said, trying to calm the Brit. He nodded and the fled the store, looking around for the little nation. An uneasy feeling settled in the pit of Arthurs stomach. He had a feeling something bad just happened.

A/N: So...What did you think? Just so you know, Russia will not torture Alfred! He's not that evil! XD I just needed an antagonist and BAM! Russia popped up in my mind XD I don't think I have anything else to say ^^ besides YAY! IT'S SATURDAY! I HAS NO SCHOOL :D I can just write aaaaall day...Cause I have no life. Just kidding. I do lol

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