"So that's what happened," England said. "So do you really love him or is it a desperate attempt to keep him as a friend?"

Norway fumed silently. He trusted England. Unlikely but true. "That idiot, I have to sadly say I love him. But…"

"But he's not the only person in the world," England said, reading Norway's thoughts apparently.

"Yeah," Norway said, hanging his head. "What do I do?"

England looked away for a moment. "Try dating someone else. Maybe you're not in love with him. Maybe it feels like you are because you want him to stay. It's worth a try."

"But who?"

"You could always try me."

"Wha… What?" Norway just looked at England as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Ah, sorry," England said, straightening his tie. "How ungentlemanly of me. Would you like to go on a date with me?"

—-

Denmark had been carried back to his room by Sweden and now Iceland was taking care of him. How embarassing.

Denmark lay on his bed, still drunk and it was only midday. Denmark groaned.

"You alright?" Iceland asked. He came over and handed Denmark a glass of water.

"Thanks," He said, taking the glass. "I'm fine. I think I've decided. That wasn't normal of Norway."

"I think he's just lonely," Iceland said, sitting down. "I think he's scared of losing a friend."

"So he doesn't love me?"

Iceland shook his head slightly, "Maybe not."

"I never thought he did," Denmark said plainly. Iceland looked at him with doubt. "What? Don't look at me like that! What I say is true!"

"Sure…" Iceland muttered. Denmark pushed Iceland over and leaned over the top of him. "Denmark?" Iceland said in shock, his face going red.

"Um," Denmark began going red as he stuttered. "This er… I didn't-" Denmark's words were cut off by Iceland's lips. Denmark leaned down to give Iceland's neck a rest. Only then did Denmark realise what he was doing and pulled away. "What was that?"

"My brother isn't the only person in the world…" Iceland muttered, turning his burning red face away to the side.

Denmark paused for a moment and thought about getting up. "Sorry Ice… I never noticed." Denmark shifted slightly out of awkwardness.

Iceland grabbed his arm. "I don't want to see you upset like this…" Iceland said in a low voice, wanting to kiss Denmark again. "Just a chance?"

Denmark paused again and looked at Iceland and their eyes met. Denmark gave a small smirk and leaned down and kissed Iceland softly. "Sure. Maybe Norway was just desperate." Iceland nodded and kissed Denmark again, with a kiss more passionate than the last.

—

The next day, England walked into the conference room in his normal attire and usual messy hair. Norway was following close behind. Each person who saw Norway trailing England went quiet. Norway looked around to find his brother, Iceland was no where to be seen and, not that Norway was looking, neither was Denmark. Sweden seemed to give Norway a nod as he passed and Norway nodded. Finland gave him a smile, which was returned significantly smaller.

England walked to the front of the room and sat down, Norway on his left. By that time, the whole room was quiet and taking their seats. The whole room had their eyes on Norway.

Norway just ignored the looks and watched England as he stood up. "Everyone please stop looking at Norway and focus on the task at hand. We have a lot of work to-"

And then, a loud voice interrupted him. Norway tensed up as a few laughs followed. Denmark, Prussia and America strutted into the room. With Iceland in the middle, looking like he didn't want to be there. England sighed at the sight of them.

"It was an awesome night! Iceland, you're great!" Denmark boomed, ignoring the funny looks everyone gave him. At the mention of his brother, Norway stood up abruptly, glaring at Denmark. He didn't notice though Iceland did. Iceland tried to say something but was caught off by a kiss to the lips.

That was he final straw already for Norway. Only then did Denmark notice the room was unusually quiet and that he had just announced everything to everyone. "Hey there guys!"

No one responded. Norway stood, trembling slightly, hanging his head low. England put a hand on his shoulder and whispered something in his ear. Denmark watched from afar as he saw Norway relax and sit back down. England smiled at Norway slightly and then looked at the annoying people who just entered. "You three wankers better sit down right now or I swear…." England never got to finish the threat as Denmark, Prussia and America quickly took their seats. Why Prussia was here, I do not know. Although he was doing a good job of annoying Germany.

England saw no need to tell Iceland off though as Iceland walked sipently to his seat, next to Finland and Denmark. Well away on the other side of the table from Norway. He seemed to be giving off some murderous vibes that were scary than Russia.

England cleared his throat and began the meeting at last.

—

For once the meeting hadn't ended in chaos. The nations managed to get somewhere on world problems for once.

At the end, England grabbed Norway's arm lightly and hurried past the other nations who were packing up their notes. Some nations looked on curious as England led Norway out the room. Denmark watched briefly, but soon turned his attention to Iceland.

"So, Ice, want to go grab lunch?" Denmark asked, winking stupidly.

"Sure," Iceland answered in a bland voice. He finished collecting his notes and put them away in his bag and stood up. Denmark took his hand which caused Iceland to blush slightly. Denmark appeared to have no intention to hide their new relationship. Denmark practically dragged Iceland out the conference room.

—-

England let go of Norway right outside the conference. Norway leaned against the wall behind him. "You alright, love?" England stepped directly in front of Norway.

"Just peachy," Norway muttered sarcastically. Just then, Denmark dragged Iceland out the room but stopped at the sight of Norway. England was away to step between the two of them but Norway was already in front of Denmark. With his fist in Denmark's face.