Nyidia stood outside in the hallway. She wondered if it was possible to turn around and run away. She had to admit that course of action did not come without its own appeal. No; she had remained hidden long enough! It was time for the world to know she existed!

The door opened making her jump. "Hey, dude!" She rolled her eyes; she sometimes wondered if she would ever understand the landies' slang. "We're ready for you, man!" She nodded politely at the loud blonde-haired nation. She took a deep breath and let it out. Well, no turning back now.

America slapped a hand on Nyida's shoulder, making her wince. "Hey, dudes, this is Nyidia, the new country I was telling you about!" Nyidia smiled politely. "Alrighty then! With introductions over, just pick a chair and we can get started!"

Nyidia scanned the table for people she specifically did NOT want to sit by. (oh come on, we've all done it.) One stuck in her distaste, a male blonde nation who kept going 'oh-ho-ho-ho' over and over again, whatever that meant. She noticed an empty seat next another blonde nation with his head down looking at some papers. Eh, he looks friendly enough, or at the very least less likely to stalk and or rape me. She walked up to him, the other nation beginning to pout, and taped on his shoulder. "Excuse me, but would you mind." He turned his head towards her, flashing her with his vivid eyes; green. "Sure go ahead. I wouldn't want to be anywhere near France either." She gulped, feeling her heart race as she silently panicked and sat down. He had been a nation?! Maybe it wasn't him! No, it had to have been him; he had the same eyes, the same hair, the same face, the same everything!

*after the meeting*

Nyidia let out a breath. This meeting had been exhausting! Nothing but some big creepy guy smiling, France making dirty comments, China trying to pacify people with food, America shouting about what a hero he was, and Germany shouting about what an idiot…well, everyone….was. Some poor guy at the end tried to say something, but no one seemed to hear him. And through all of that, England's eyes never left her. He just kept staring at her with this puzzled expression on his face. She could actually feel her blood pressure rising! 'I'll just hurry up and get out of here and back to my hotel. No muss, no fuss, no coconuts.' She started to speed-walk towards the door until a hand caught her wrist. "Hey, hold up Nyidia." The thickly accented voice flowed to her ears, making her flinch; of all the people in the room. She turned around and was immediately entranced by the green in his eyes. She felt her heart skip just as it had done about 300 years ago. "I noticed you seemed to be having a rubbish time, and I can't really blame you honestly. Why don't you let me make it up to you? I was about to go on a walk and enjoy the one day it's not raining in my home. Would you like to join me?

'Say no, say no, say no, say no…' "Sure, sounds nice." 'Damnit!' England smiled brightly. "Excellent!" he exclaimed, offering her his arm. "Shall we?" Nyidia blushed and took it. What on earth had she gotten herself into now!?

*later*

Nyidia chatted cheerfully. She was actually having a surprisingly good time. Arthur was stuffy and a bit cocky, yes, but he was a good man once you got past his rough edges. In fact she found herself becoming rather fond of this nation rather quickly.

And the feeling was more than mutual. She was smart, funny, sweet, but unbelievably sarcastic all at the same time. England knew he'd seen that pretty face somewhere before, he just couldn't quite place it. But a gentleman never forgets such a lovely young woman.

His eyes bore into her. "O-kay, what is it?" "I have met you somewhere before; it's driving me crazy!" Nyadia's eyes widened. Happy time gone. Her panic made her heart race as she tried to find a way to get out of this. "I really should get back to my hotel; I have a lot of paperwork to do."

Arthur's heart sank. "Ye-yes, of course… please allow me to escort you there." She smiled at him. She just couldn't turn him down when he was being all sweet and gentleman-like.

*back at the hotel lobby (sorry there are way too many of these. Yay time jumps! J)*

They laughed and joked the whole walk their, Arthur being careful to avoid the topic of his déjà vu since that seemed to be what set her off. They were both a little sad when they reached their destination. "Might I ask you a bit of a favor, Nyidia?" "Of course, Arthur, what is it?" His face progressively got redder and he seemed to refuse to look her in the eyes. "Well…um…I was wondering…if perhaps….if you're not too busy of course…if we could meet up again…you know something outside of business?" "ummm…yeah…sure…"

Arthur's head shot up. "R-really!?" Nyidia nodded. "So…tomorrow; five o'clock?" "Sounds good." Arthur cleared his throat, regained his composure, and turned to leave. "Well then, I suppose I'll see you then." She chuckled at his tsundre front. "Bye bye, Arthur."