I seem to be on an update frenzy right now!

Four chapters already? And for people asking for England to hurry up and give birth...remember a pregnancy lasts like nine months! SO BE PATIENT! Plus 'Wedding' is the first part thus the wedding is important! That is obviously gonna come before the birth!

In this chapter...America is mad at someone at the world meeting! BUT WHO?

Weddings, Babies and Romantic Brothers

Chapter Five - Children and Past Lovers

England's pregnancy - Two months

England was awfully worried, he didn't want anyone to notice his pregnancy just yet. He had grown yet again over the month...but thankfully he still fit into his normal clothes (but only just). He would have to consider buying a whole new wardrobe...but he wasn't going to go to a store to buy maternity clothes, he still had some dignity.

No, the main topic of discussion was not his pregnancy, not global warming...it was actually his wedding. People who were too lazy to send a RSVP and would rather tell him in person that they were going (there was actually no one who wasn't going to the wedding). England himself stayed in his seat, America on one side of him and Wales on the other. While he was worrying himself over what people were going to say, Wales himself was quite distraught. He didn't want to lose the bet with his two brothers, but in all honesty, he hadn't been romantic with anyone! Ok, he tried and tried again to get America to his bed but he had finally given up trying to bag the American lamb after the suunny blonde proposed to his baby brother...atleast Scotland had Australia, that was better than nothing!

His sad demeanor was noticed by China, who was sitting across from him at the table. The Asian gave the Welshman a sympathetic smile and a small wave, hoping that would cheer up the brunette. Wales returned the smile before he actually started to check out the man across from him. It had been a long time since he had ever spoken to China (those were the days when England had his Empire after all) but now that he was looking at the cute Chinese man, he got an idea...China was like a sweet little lamb.

A lamb he certainly was gonna have at England's wedding.

With the Welshman plotting away in his head, the meeting began. It was actually mostly the nations asking either America or England questions, about what they should wear and what the two would like for their wedding presents. Though during the time, America kept glancing over at China. What England told him, that the only male nation known to actually give birth to another nation was China, it made him curious. He wanted to know who his child was, and who the father was. Perhaps he would ask when they were getting a break.

Eventually this break came, and the differing nations were standing to get something to eat. England remained in his seat though, and told America just to bring him a cup of tea and a jar of peanut butter (the Brit was starting to eat odd things). As America started to leave though, he noticed China. He was still curious about this whole 'only male to have a baby' and he needed some advice on the matter! So as any hero would, he walked over to the Asian man, waiting till a few more people had left.

"Hey, China dude, I'm just curious and I needed some advice..." he said to China.

Said nation turned and his golden eyes fell on the American. "What is it America aru?"

"Well, it's a secret right now, but Iggy is pregnant with my baby, isn't that awesome? And he told me that you had a baby once so I was wanting advice..."

China's face turned a light shade of pink at his secret being known. "I...I see..."

America, oblivious to the Asian's nerves, continued on. "So I was wondering, what nation was it you gave birth to...?"

Now China didn't look so sure as to whether he should reveal this information but he quickly deduced that America was not going to leave him alone until he revealed the information. "It...I mean, Hong Kong was my son aru..."

At this, America turned as he watched Hong Kong talking to Iceland about some thing. Huh, so it was Hong Kong...? The American wondered who the father was...I mean, the kid looked a lot like China, except from those bushy eyebrows...

Wait...big, bushy eyebrows...?

At the same time that America was coming to his realisation, England was very much aware of a cold presence looming over him. He tilted his head up to be met with the very childly psychotic eyes of Russia. "Ahh...hello little England...what a pleasant day, da...?"

England could only nod his head, slightly fearful of the larger man...he never did trust the Russian. "I suppose it is..." he muttered. "Can I help you with something...?"

"Oh yes, I was just wanting to tell you comrade, that I don't think that you will be able to satisfy Amerika..." chuckled Russia, tilting his head to the side. "That is, not as much as I satisfied him..."

The Brit eyebrows knitted together as he frowned at scarfed man. "What in bloody hell are you talking about?" England snapped.

The innocent smile on the Russian's face just seemed to creep him out even more, catching the quiet 'kolkolkol' under the man's breath. "Did he not tell you...? Before you two got together...Amerika was screaming MY name in bed, da~?"

England's eyes widened considerably at that revelation. America said he had never been with anyone before the Brit (yet could only assume that America had played around with a human because the sunny blonde wasn't a virgin when they got together). His eyes glanced over to the blonde in question and England was seeing red...being hormonal didn't help either...

"England! I want to talk to you about-!"

The sound of a harsh slap followed, which drew attention to the couple. Now on America's cheek was a large hand print from the slap England had given him. "How DARE you try and make me look like a fool?" England snapped at him.

"Wait just a minute, you never told me about-!"

"I don't care you illiterate oaf!" the Brit growled angrily. "You lied to me from the very beginning and I've had enough!"

America's eyes widened as he watched England leave the meeting room. "Where are you going? Don't walk away from me!"

"I'm going for a fag and a McDonalds so screw you!" England yelled back as he slammed the door shut.

There was silence in the room as everyone was staring at America...America gulped when he noticed the very harsh glares he was getting from Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland...

He was so screwed...

End of Chapter

High drama is going on here!

What's going to happen? Is the wedding cancelled? Will England and America forgive each other?

Sorry this chapter is late...but SCHOOL! GAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Love LadyCaledonia

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