It has been a while since I've updated this, I know. I've had a few exams by now, and then I got food poisoning, then my mum was in a wreck because her boyfriend broke up with her, then she got back together with her boyfriend...

That's a list of excuses I know, and shame on me for resorting to that, but it's the truth really. Hopefully I will make this chapter longer to make up for the long wait!

Weddings, Babies and Romantic Brothers

Chapter Nine - Weekend in New England

England's pregnancy - Two months three weeks one day

Wedding - Today!

After the wedding, the wedding buses escorted the party of nations to where the reception was being held, a lovely hotel in the middle of the English country side, with nothing but wide grassy plains and trees. There were even some deer grazing on the grounds of the hotel, which added to the lovely image. England had chosen this hotel for this reason, since it was so far away from the city they wouldn't be bothered by anyone. There was a lot of chatting between the excited nations while they waited in the hotel lobby, enjoying the free champagne while they waited for the reception room to be ready. A rather smart looking waiter exited from said room and rang a small hand bell to gain the attention of the talking nations.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the reception room for the wedding of Mr Jones and Mr Kirkland is now ready!"

America grinned as he kept a strong hold on England's hand. This was so exciting! He and England were now married! MARRIED! This was so awesome! He made sure to drag his blushing bride after him so they were the first into the room. After all, it looked rather nice! Nothing too over the top (something England insisted on). The tables were covered in white table covers, and the ribbons and party favours were red, white and blue. There was a long table at the top of the room, which would be where the bride and groom would sit with the rest of the bridal party.

"Doesn't this look great Arthur?" America chuckled, pulling England's seat out for him to sit in.

England smiled softly at his beloved husband, sitting down and watching the rest of the countries find their seats. Scotland sat on the other side of him, then Wales and Northern Ireland followed also. Orkney, Shetland, Hebrides and Sealand had their own table close the the head table as well. Eventually though the chatter died down as Scotland stood up, clinking his glass with his fork...a bit too hard though, because the glass smashed.

"Oops...umm...well I go yer attention anyway..." Scotland said, putting down the now broken glass as England shook his head. Well today couldn't go completely to plan.

"I wanted to make a little speech here...nuthin' too sappy though. I remember way way back when my mother brought a little baby brat England home and told us he was our brother...I told her to throw him back into the ocean where she found him."

There was quiet laughter through the room as England blushed even brighter. America just chuckled and kissed England's cheek lovingly to make him feel better. "She smacked me on the head after I said that...now I could go on about the bloody battles we've fought, the times I've kicked his arse...but I'm not gonna, because today is for us tae celebrate him and this American idiot gettin' hitched...so raise yer glasses, but don't smash 'em, tae the happy couple..."

"To the happy couple" the rest of the room chorused as Scotland sat back down. England smiled at his eldest brother, mouthing a small 'thank you' to the kilted man. Before anyone could begin talking again though, America abruptly stood up. "Wait wait! I have a speech too, which I wrote all by myself~" he said rather proudly.

England glanced up at America, he had no idea the other had written a speech. Was this some sort of surprise for him? Though, if America had written it, he WAS slightly worried for the contents for this speech...

"I really liked your speech Scotland dude, thanks for that! Anyway, I know that I honestly don't understand a lot of things about my new bride's culture...I mean, for some reason you guys shove an 'u' into the word 'color' but I'm not gonna harp on about it. But I HAVE been watching loads of British tv shows to try and understand you a lot better Artie and I'm sure I can sum up my love for you with this...I'll be your Captain Jack if you be my Doctor Who~"

Emerald orbs widened as they stared at America, the words going straight to his heart. Oh God he was going to cry.

"IANTO!" sobbed Wales suddenly, turning into a sobbing wreck as he clutched onto Scotland and cried into his shoulder, still crying 'Ianto'. Though England happily ignored his Welsh brother as he stood up and gave his new husband a loving kiss on the lips. A murmur of 'aww' spread across the room and with the kiss they happily assumed that America had finished with his speech and they all began to eat their wedding dinner...

A few hours later...

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the bride and groom to have their first dance as a married couple, would you please stand?"

The British bride was awfully nervous, not only was he going to be dancing with his love, in front of everyone...but America had chosen the song for their first dance together. He was dreading this, what on Earth had America chosen. America just gave a smile as he took the microphone in his hand, catching everyone's attention as they stood.

"I chose this awesome song for me and England...but...I need Scotland to sing it, if you would dude."

Scotland himself looked confused at this, clearly he wasn't in on America's plan though he walked towards America. The blonde handed him the microphone and a piece of paper. When the Scot glanced at the paper, a look of realization crossed his face and he gave a warm smile as the dj got the track ready. England stared at America as the sunny blonde took his hands gently, so confused as the music began and Scotland began to sing...

Last night I waved goodbye, now it seems years
I'm back in the city where nothin' is clear
But thoughts of me holding you, bringin' us near, and tell me

England's eyes widened as they began to dance, now he recognized the song. America just smiled, knowing now that England knew what song this was and it made his heart beat even faster as they glided across the floor together. It was as if they were no longer just America and England...dancing, together, like one person...so in time, so in love. Truly nothing had ever been so romantic and caring than this union. Much more than a Special Relationship...more the joining of two soul mates, bound by time and history to be together...

When will our eyes meet, when can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again?

"How did you know I loved this was my favourite song...?" England whispered, wrapping his arms around America's neck as the sunny blonde held him close, they were brushing each other as they moved. "I did a little research...and I figured this song is much better if a Scot sings it..." America chuckled, brushing his nose against England's in a loving Eskimo kiss. England smile warmly back at him. "I think you're right..."

Time in New England took me away
To long rocky beaches and you by the bay
We started a story whose end must now wait, and tell me

When will our eyes meet, when can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again?

It was a beautiful sight to be honest - after so many years, so much struggle and heart ache between land and countries, two nations had found their happiness. And here they were, sharing their happiness with so many others, renewing hope in the rest of the these nations that happiness was possible. That they could find their perfect other and share in the bliss that was love...

I feel the change comin', I feel the wind blow
I feel brave and daring, I feel my blood flow
With you I could bring out all the love that I had
With you there's a heaven, so Earth ain't so bad, and tell me

When will our eyes meet, when can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again, again?

The music for the song slowly died down as Scotland finished singing, everyone watching as America and England slowed their dance also. America dipped England into his arms, capturing his petal soft lips into a searing passionate kiss. England happily clung to his love, kissing back with just as much passion as his husband. Everyone exploded into applause at the kiss, and even at Scotland's contribution.

"I love your Alfred F. Jones..." England whispered, gently stroking America's cheek with his thumb.

"And I love your Arthur Kirkland..." America murmured back, smiling softly as he gazed into emerald eyes.

End of Chapter

Did you guys enjoy the sappiness that was this chapter! I enjoyed writing it~ Ok, some references for you, mostly Doctor Who.

"I'll be your Captain Jack if you be my Doctor Who" - When I went to see John Barrowman in Alladin, he and the evil guy (who was played by an Englishman) sang their version of 'Friend Like Me' from the actual Disney Alladin, though they changed some lines to make it fit into this universe of Alladin. And that was one of the lines sang by John Barrowman...it was supposed to mean how Jack was Scottish...and...whatever! IT MEANS AMERICA IS IN LOVE!

"IANTO!" - Wales is still very upset after seeing the Torchwood episodes of 'Children of Earth'. Whenever Captain Jack is mentioned to him, he breaks out in tears and continues shouting Ianto's name for hours and hours...because he believed Jack and Ianto were true lovers. This relates to how John (Captain Jack) is Scottish and Ianto was Welsh... Wales relates this love to his love for Scotland.

"Weekend in New England" - This song really doesn't have any other meaning other than John Barrowman sang it on one of his albums...I was listening to that song on repeat while writing this chapter.

Did you guys all enjoy the Doctor Who references? OMG WHO IS WATCHING DOCTOR WHO TONIGHT? I KNEW AMY WAS PREGNANT! WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN TO HER?

And more importantly...the winner of the bet will be revealed in the next chapter!

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