Chapter 6: Nightly London

After America's multiple questions, his compliments toward England and his city, and the ride ending, he quickly gained an appetite and hoped England knew somewhere to fill it, and he did. He took America to a small café he knew, it was really his favorite, and sat him down at a table.

America sat there waiting for England to get food. He played with the zipper on his jacket to cure his boredom but he quickly lost interest and looked out the window. He watched people walk by, counting how many seconds it would take them to walk past the window, and then looking at the "weird" English busses and quietly thinking how weird they were. His boredom continued though until England came back.

"I don't know if you'll like it but here." England said putting the food on the table.

"It's all British right?"

"What?"

"It's British cuisine right?"

"….I just got you a sandwich…."

"Whatttt. Nooo. Iggy I wanna try your food. I've only had fish and chips and that was like… so long ago. And it's all basic."

"And my favorite…" England said. He signed and switched their meals. "You can have mine then." America's face lit up.

"Awesome! Thanks Iggy!"

"Yeah yeah. Just eat it." England said eating his. America grabbed the soda England gave him and shook it.

"It's so small…." He said.

"Well I'm sorry. I didn't tell them to super size it for the great big Hero."

"Next time you should." America smiled. England rolled his eyes.

"Just drink it." England continued eating. America drank his soda and then tried some of food. "Well? How is it?"

"Not bad. For the British." He smiled repeated the Brit's own remarks. England smiled at him and continued eating. "So what are we doing after this?"

"Well I guess we can keep going around if you want."

"Yeah yeah!"

"Okay. Then maybe…no."

"What?"

"Nothing. Um-"

"No no no! What?"

"I was going to say Buckingham Palace but no way."

"Whaatttt. Why not?"

"I'm not taking you there. Your too loud."

"Meh. Fine. Pick something else."

"How about…Hmm. How about a park?"

"A park?" America drank more of his soda and finished it.

"Yeah. St. James's Park. It's the oldest royal park here."

"Oh. Yea sure let's go there! It's a nice day anyway."

"Alright. Well just finish your-" England stopped himself when he saw America was already finished with the big meal. "Or we can just go now."

"Okay~" America smiled. England cleaned up after them and walked out, America following him quickly. They took another walk, a long one America complained about, and they even stopped once because America got tired and needed a chocolate break. They got going again and finally made it.

The park was beautiful and with the nice day, America enjoyed it. He ran ahead a bit and waited for England to catch up. They sat down a few times, but America got distracted by the birds and ended up chasing after them, England yelling at him from behind. They took a walk around the entire park, England telling America some of the history of it as well as them just chatting, like normal people for once.

For once, they didn't argue and England didn't raise his voice to that fresh and mean tone he would get.

They finished walking around and America asked to go someplace else, he wanted to see as many things as he could. He asked England for his favorite place. The Brit paused and thought about it. After a few minutes, he realized, he couldn't think of a single thing. He scratched the back of his head and tried to think of something, but nothing came to mind.

"How about a theater?" America asked.

"I suppose so. But it's starting to get dark so let's hurry okay?"

"Sure thing." America smiled and walked ahead fast. "Just keep up old man!" England rolled his eyes and tried to catch up with the American.

The walk, again, was long and boring to America. He suddenly stopped though as England kept going ahead. He signed and stopped. "What America? Tired already?" America looked up at the sky and felt a drop of water fall on his cheek. He wiped it off and then looked at England. "What?"

America walked behind England and stood there for a minute. "W-What are you doing?"

"Rain!" He yelled and threw his jacket over England's head. America quickly pulled the blinded Brit away to someplace dry as the rain started pouring down. England was confused, he let America guide him and felt himself tripping over everything. He heard a door open and went inside to somewhere with music. America took his jacket off the Brit's head and smiled. "I saved you~" He laughed a bit and put his jacket back on.

"What the bloody hell was that! ? You freaked me out! Git!"

"Oh come onnnn." America said taking his glasses off and cleaning them from the rain. "Enjoy it. I saved you from the rain~ Now your not wet~"

"But you are."

"Oh…Yeah…" America shook his head and the water soaking in his hair splashed all over England. "There that better?" He smiled. England's first feeling was annoyance. But, it grew into laughter. He smiled and laughed a bit at the American's actions.

"So where are we anyway?"

"Well you should know. It's your 'favorite place'." America said. England looked around, it's a Pub. "I did say we could go here right? Just don't get too drunk please."

"I don't get drunk."

"Uh. Yeah. You do. You really, really do."

"Do not."

"England you get so drunk you end up taking off your clothes."

"What! ?"

"Those few times in the bartender outfit….Oh my…."

"What bartender outfit! ? What are you talking about! ?"

"Oh nothing. Forget it. You still got money?"

"Yes."

America smiled and gave England a wink. "Well get some alcohol Iggy." England smiled.

"Alright. Go take a seat." England said. America gave another flip of his wet hair toward England and took a seat at the bar. England joined him. "So. Does it matter what you drink?"

"British one! You can pick. Your favorite, a good brand, I don't care."

"Your trying everything today aren't you?"

"Canada said I should be multicultural." America smiled. "I'm trying. And I wanna try your stuff first."

"O-Oh. I see." England said. "Alright then. Whiskey, Rum, Gin, what sounds good?"

"I dunno."

England signed. "I'll get you some Rum. Okay?"

"Kay." America said. England ordered and the drinks were served. America gave a little "cheers" before they began drinking. They clicked their glasses together and took a gulp of the alcohol.

However, an hour or two later, England got drunk.

"Bloody baseball! I don't get it!" He yelled. America continued drinking and listening to the Brit's drunken rants. "It's bloody confusing!"

"I could teach ya you know." America smiled.

"Whatdoyou do in it anyway?"

"Hit the ball and run…and catch."

"Bloody…. Meh! Alfreddd."

America popped up with the use of his human name. "Yeah drunk?"

"Your big."

"Thank you?-Wait what kind of big you talking about?"

"You've grown a lot." England mumbled and took another gulp.

"Since when? Since I was a child?"

"Yeahhh."

"Well I'm sure hoping I did. I'm taller then you."

"Your fattter then mee too."

"I aint fat!"

"Uh huuuhhhhh." England smirked. "Alrfredd."

"What?"

"You know-you arew like…. You."

"Okay? Dude I think you've had enough huh?" America tried to grab the Brit's drink but he quickly pulled it away.

"Na ah!"

"Oh boy." America said and took a big gulp of his drink, he needed it.

England was silent then, it got America's attention. "Your amazing." He suddenly said. America blinked.

"What's this all of a sudden?" America smiled. England shrugged.

"I don't bloody know." He looked at America. "I'm glad you grew up well. Your strong and handsome and great and-"

"England?"

"What?" England mumbled. America leaned in to the Brit.

"Do you care about me at all?" America asked. "Do you still hate me? Do you-" He hesitated for a minute. "Do you have any feelings towards me?"

England looked at him. "W-what?"

"Just answer." America said. This could be my only chance to know, he thought. England blurted out everything when he was drunk. His thoughts, his private things, even things top secret about his country once until Canada covered his mouth. America based it off on something, a drunk mind speaks a sober heart.

"I-I guess."

"You guess what?"

"I don't really hate you." He said and then blushed a bit. "I-I guess I have some feelings toward you, I don't know."

"How can you not know?"

"I don't bloody understand them!"

"Do you care for me?" America asked. England hesitated.

"I worry about you."

"I worry about you too." America said. He did worry about England, the Brit's ways of getting involved in things could get him killed one day. Then again, the same could be said for America.

"Alfred."

"What?"

"Why do you have two heads?" England squinted. America signed.

"Alright your seeing double. That's enough now." He said getting up. "Time to go home."

"It's raining. I don't wanna."

"It stopped raining an hour ago…"

"….It did?" England rubbed his eyes. "Bloody hell." America used the Brit's money and paid for the drinks they had. He then helped England up. America took his jacket off and put it on England, it would be cold outside and the Brit was dressed lightly. He then helped the Brit out the door.

England stumbled, he could barely hold himself up anymore. He actually fell and almost hit the ground until he grabbed onto America and he lifted England back up. "Ok that's it" America said. He grabbed England and held him stood. He then turned around. "Get on my back."

"What?"

"Just do it." America said. England slowly got into America's back and he lifted the Brit up. "Hold on okay?"

"O-Okay. Damn this is high up." England said and held on tight. America laughed a bit.

"It aint that high Iggy." America said walking. America started to freak out a bit over the "ghosts" England said haunted the streets from the London Tower. He shivered a bit but tried to stay calm. England started to feel his eyes get heavy and he laid his head on the American's shoulder. America looked back at him a bit. "Tired?"

"Uh huh."

"We'll be at your place soon so just hand on kay?"

"Your jacket is soft."

"Don't do anything to it please. I know you hate it."

"You look good in it." England mumbled. America blushed a bit.

"Y-You really are wasted." He tried laughing but it didn't come out all the way. America finally managed to make it back to England's house. He found the key under the mat and unlocked the door. He then carried England up the stairs to his room and laid him down on the bed.

"The rooms spinning." England mumbled. America took the Brit's shoes off and tucked him under the covers.

"I know. Just close your eyes." America said and turned to leave. He was stopped by England grabbing onto his arm.

"Can you stay with me? Sleep here tonight Alfred?" England said with a pout on his face.

"I really shouldn't. You'll be mad in the morning."

"Please." He said. America signed and took his shoes off, then slid into the bed with England.

"As long as you go to sleep." America yawned.

"Okayyy." England said. After a few minutes of silence, America thought he had fallen asleep, England got close to the American and cuddled up to him. "I love you." He whispered. America felt his face flush, but he didn't show it. He simply put his arm around the Brit and held him close.

"I love you too England." He said. "Too bad, you won't remember this in the morning."

OOOOO

And they fell asleep _

So thanks for reading! I do not own any of the characters used in this! Nor the anime they come from! And also, the alcohol, I don't know anything about it so I was just taking guesses…. I pretty much googled it!… So yea

I got more USUK in this one, of course England was drunk but… whatever! XD