Alfred glared. "How he hell did you get into my country?"

Looking worried Arthur took a step back. "I forged a document saying I was American so they let me through…. It wasn't easy. It was extremely hard."

"What do you want?"

"We need to talk. Please just listen."

Gritting his teeth Alfred folded his arms. "I don't want to talk to you. Now get out."

"Alfred please! I know your mad but listen to me you can't cut off the world like that! Think of everyone who-"

"I'm done thinking about everyone! I'm gonna think about me from now on! You better start packing up and going back to your own country or continue to bother my brother by staying at his house and spying on me. Yeah. I know. Get out England I don't want to talk to you or anyone else."

"Alfred, please-"

"Don't make me hurt you, Arthur. Because I will."

"Just listen! You need the world to help you with your economy and to strengthen it and most of all you need us to-"

"To leave me that hell alone! If you hadn't noticed my country is doing fine without all of you and I'm going to pay off my debt soon. Just three more years and it all paid off. What's wrong? Upset? No more of my social sites or trading? Need help but no one else is willing? My brother can help but only so much. He's kind hearted and sweet but when Matthew sees just how cruel everyone can be he'll end up closing his country like me. We'll only be open the borders between out nations."

"Alfred! Your being childish-!"

"Says the pirate. Or maybe you forgotten that? When you stole nations to build your precious Empire? What happened when that age ended? Oh yeah, you got your commonwealth. I remember how much you hated it!"

"I never- well, it was new to me!"

"So it this! And hell I love it! I should have closed my country off years ago!" Alfred laughed. "I feels great!"

Arthur folded his arms and tensed when Alfred's laugh stopped and his eyes narrowed. Blinking Arthur took two steps back. It was then that he noticed Alfred was looking at his stomach. Gulping his turned slight around.

"… I'm going to get an ultra sound next month."

"I know. One month after mine." Alfred glared. "Just leave and I won't hurt you. I wanna enjoy the peace before I have to meet with someone."

"Who are you-?"

Something hit Arthur hard. So hard he stumbled to the floor. Lucky he had landed backward so no harm came to the baby but his tail bone and his cheek burned in pain. Eyes watering a little he looked up at Alfred. The fierce eyes stayed on him for a few seconds before he turned and left. Sitting there in shock Arthur slowly got to his feet. So it as really over…

America was never going to open his borders again.

This had been a bad idea in the long run. It always had been, but Ivan couldn't take it anymore. He had to see Alfred and it running form soldiers with guns and tanks, and dear god it was guns and tanks then so be it.

After making passed the soldiers and three of America's states Ivan managed to lose them. Breathing hard he turned and continued to run where he knew Alfred would be. When they first found out about the baby Alfred had picked one of his house to raise them in.

The house was close by and they had gotten the room ready and it had been painted a light color for either gender. Ivan knew that would be the place he would staying at. Lucky for Ivan he knew all the ways to get there without being seen.

Getting to the house he pulled out the key and put it in the back door lock. To his surprise it opened. Surely America had thought about replacing it? Opening the door slowly Ivan peeked in. no one around in the kitchen.

Going in he closed it carefully and locked it. Walking slowly and quietly he looked around the whole bottom half of the house. Noting that no one was down there he walked up the stairs and looked around for the any signs of life.

The house was oddly quiet. Going to the master bedroom Ivan noticed it was opened a little. Opening it more he froze, hand still on the handle. Alfred was looking at him with a blank face. No anger no sadness. Just looking at him. Then he looked back to the show he was watching on the tv.

"My states said you got passed the border. I was waiting for you."

"… I'm sorry-"

"I know. It just hurts, okay? It hurts a lot."

Ivan stood there looking at Alfred. He seemed healthier. It must have been the pick up in his economy but he also looked wore out. Tired and with eh look of wanting to sleep but couldn't seem to. Walking around the side of the bed Ivan watched his lover. There was still no signs of anger. Instead Alfred laid back as the tv played on with on of the shows he was watching. Alfred turned off the tv and settled on his side and closed his eyes, head resting his arm.

Feeling the dip in the bed Alfred made no move to stop Ivan. The other nation was physically bigger then him but not as powerful. The only down side to being a superpower was having the world wanting to backstab you anytime they wanted.

Feeling Ivan's arm slowly slip over his waist and soon the other's body was pressed up against his. Eyes still closed Alfred sighed peaceful as lips pressed against his temple and then his neck. It was a silent way of asking forgiveness.

Eyes still closed Alfred nodded and sighed softly as Ivan ran a hand over his baby bump. The fourth month was going a long fine. Laying his hand over Ivan's he let the other rub his stomach gently. Relaxing fully Alfred started to drift off to sleep.

Staying a wake Ivan smiled nuzzling Alfred's head. How he had missed him. So much it was painful. Kissing his lover's head Ivan pulled him close finally feeling happy again. Covering them he soon to drifted off with the peace of knowing they were together.

"There's the baby." The nurse said. "Do you want to know the gender?"

"Da, we do." Ivan said.

Alfred said nothing but looked at the screen waiting. Ivan held his hand tight as the nurse moved the little device and then took a few more pictures. Then she settled it in once place.

"Congratulations it's-"

"A boy." Ivan said looking at the screen.

Still not saying anything Alfred closed his eyes with a smile. When it was over they left hand in hand and Ivan looked at him.

"Are you alright?"

Nodding Alfred patted his stomach and sighed.

It had been two weeks since Ivan had managed to get back to Alfred and since the first day Alfred hadn't spoken a word. Just nodding shaking his head. Alfred expressions were easy to tell what he was thinking but why didn't he want to talk? The little American loved to talk. More then he loved food.

"Alfred, are you still mad at me?"

A head shake no.

"Why won't you speak to me?"

Shrugging Alfred got into the car and made a hand movement to show Ivan he wanted to go somewhere. Getting in Ivan started the car and started it. He was sure there was something going on besides Alfred just giving him… what did they call it here? The silent treatment? Da, that was it.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

"England if you do not hold still then I can't help you." Germany said.

England winced again as the medicine was pressed to his burning chin and lips. That hurt less then his tail bone. Which made his reason for going to Germany's instead of France's house. Mainly because he had to sit on some ice and then put on a hot pack.

"Thank you, Ludwig."

"Ja, your welcome. How did you mange to make it into America's home unnoticed?"

"I forged the papers and changed my voice to have an American accent. Ouch!"

"Hm, he held back at lest. If he had used his full strength America would have broken you bones in about a million pieces. There. You need to rest before doing anything else."

"I need to get home."

"You can barly walk and the walk you were doing coming up to my house made everyone think that you went to many rounds with someone-"

"IT BLOODY HELL DOESN'T!"

Ludwig shook his head. "Ja. Now lay down. I will call France to come and get you later."

"No… don't tell him."

"I thought you two were seeing each other?"

"Everyone thinks that. No, we aren't… at lest that possibility is now dead since, well, this." Arthur said rubbing his stomach.

"I will send Gilbert up with your dinner later."

"Thank you."

Laying down Arthur looked up at eh fan. It was spinning and he was glad since he was sweating from eh pain and the stinging of the medicine frowning he wished he had gotten to say something more to Alfred but his pride wouldn't let him.

Closing his eyes he tried to think of something else before the American got angrier. It was worst this time because China lost a huge chunk of money with America not buying his stuff or even allowing it into the country. Instead America had everyone packing up stuff made n China and was sending it back and all that boxes had 'Thank you' written on them.

"Hey, dinner time. Wake up."

Opening his eyes sleepy Arthur cursed. He must have dozed off in the middle of his thinking. Looking up at Prussia who was just standing there with a tray he rubbed his eyes and winced as he sat up.

"West said you had to eat this. It's good for the baby."

"Thank you. You're oddly calm. Normally you would come in here yelling about how awesome you are."

When there was no answer Arthur looked at Gilbert. He was just standing there looking at him with a black face. Once he blinked his red eyes but that was it. Frowning Arthur took another bite waiting for a response but it never came.

"What?"

"Do you need anything else?"

"Why are you being so polite? Shouldn't you be out drinking or something?"

Again Gilbert only stood there looking and then looked up in thought for a few minutes. In which time Arthur angrily ate his food and then set the tray a side. If Prussia felt pity for him then he didn't want it! He was fine! He didn't need any help form anyone-

"Are you done with your food?"

"Yes! Stop talking like that! What's wrong with you are you sick or something?" Arthur yelled. "If your pitying then sod off you git!"

"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to make you angry."

Frowning Arthur stood up and winced a little at the pain but did it anyway and folded his arms across his chest. Something wasn't right here. Gilbert was never this… this… tame. This calm and speaking softy. What the bloody hell was going on?

"Why are you acting like this?"

"Like what?" Gilbert asked surprised.

"Gilbert! Come down here for a minute." Ludwig called up.

"Ja, Bruder. I need to go. I'll bring you something to drink later."

"Alfred, please talk to me."

Sighing again Alfred looked at him. "Ivan… I'm not mad I swear. I'm depressed Now please let me wallow in self pity!"

Happy Alfred talked to him Ivan held him tight but it was short lived as the word replayed in his mind. Depression? Well, it was kind of his fault Alfred was this way and he did need to fix it. Rubbing Alfred's back since the strain of carry a child would soon get worse Ivan thought about doing something for Alfred to make him happy.

A few hours later Ivan feel a sleep on bed with Alfred. But Alfred wasn't sleeping. He was spinning a barrel in a gun. Over and over, open and close and click. After a few minute Alfred stood up and opened the camber and loaded bullets in them.

And fired.

To In The Mix: lol your right. ^^ He's sneaky~

To sabacat: Alfred is being a little childish but being preg messed with his mind.

To Perfect1Up: Ivan's heart broken at the moment ;D but yes he should! WHY I NO WRITE THAT? Oh… because I didn't think of it XD

To Meat is Mruder Tasty murder: tada you answer!

To blackrain707: I'm so happy you said that I'm blushing! TvT I feel so popular! And I've never been popular before… :O lol I think they might have noticed something down there during a pat down ;D

To kitkatt26: :D Aw, I tried not to make someone so hated but it was called for then I will… I'm a horrible person…

To love-for-bakas: Indeed they should! But then I wouldn't have a story :D

To meka18: lol it's okay :D

To Rainbow Japan: the answer has arrived!

To Kats with Shamrocks: OMG YOUR ALIVE! All better now?