Day 27- July 29th: Tropical Vacation- Because taking a trip down to the tropics always sounds like a great idea. America and England go on a tropical vacation! Are they on a cruise, staying at an island hotel, scuba diving, sunbathing, or what? It's up to you. As for a location that would constitute a 'tropical vacation,' I'll leave it up to you. I trust you won't have them sipping drinks in the Yukon or something. XD

"Ame-Alfred! Wait!" England called. He caught himself before he let America's real name slip out. There were humans present.

However, none really cared about the name. They were too busy laughed at England stumbled down the sidewalk, arms barely managing to keep hold of the three giant suitcases he dragged along. America, meanwhile, walked ahead oblivious to England's struggle behind him.

He came to a stop, and looked up at the hotel. He narrowed his eyes in scrutiny. After a moment he looked away in disapproval. "Nope! Not this one!"

England, having barely been able to catch up, groaned in agony. "Alfred… what makes this hotel different from the past fifteen?"

"I don't like this one, or any of the others we saw," America all too cheerfully replied.

"Well, I liked them all just fine!" England snapped. "Including this one."

America stopped. He tapped on his chin in thought. "You know what? We should go to some other country instead. Maybe coming to Italy was a bad idea."

That did it.

England dropped the suitcases, seething in obvious rage. America caught on quick, usually slow on the uptake. He rushed to England with his hands up in defense. It was all he could do given the fact it was because of him the couple had been walking around the south Italian city for hours since their arrival.

The Italian brothers had graciously extended an invitation to both America and England to stay in any of their hotels. England found it rather odd, but America didn't protest. They agreed on a day, and then were off. However, upon reaching their desired location, America couldn't agree o any of the hotels. And now, England had reached his limit.

"Okay, we'll stay here," America said quickly. "Oh would you look at that. Nice. Italian décor. Wouldn't you say?"

England shoved both suitcase handle's into America's chest. He stormed inside without waiting for America to catch up.

"Welcome to the Oasis. May I help you?" The female receptionist greeted the two with a smile. Her English was heavily laced with an Italian accent.

America was well versed enough in Italian, and continued the conversation in it. "May we have a suite for three nights? One King-sized bed?"

The woman raised an eyebrow. "A suite?"

America smiled widely. "Yeah."

"I don't think we have a suite for walk-ins," the receptionist replied without looking at her computer.

America frowned. "Then…we'll go somewhere else."

England grabbed America's arm. "No. We don't have to have a suite. Just a regular room is perfectly fine, really!"

Just so long as we don't go back out into that heat, England prayed. But America held firm.

He pulled out a credit card, waving it in front of the lady. "See this card? It's government funded. My beautiful boyfriend here wants to stay here. We're staying here. I'll do whatever it takes to make my boyfriend happy."

As touched as England was by America's stern demands, he was also incredibly horrified that America had practically threatened the poor receptionist to get the suite. The bellhop took the tip America handed him, and then left. England stood by the window, looking out at the beautiful Italian afternoon. When arms laced around his stomach, England allowed himself a small smile.

Then, he turned and glared at America. "How could you act so foolishly? You didn't have to do it by force."

America rolled his eyes. "Did you want to keep walking? Besides, you know you thought I was totally awesome. Being all big and strong, getting' us a hotel room."

England shook his head, but allowed that smile from earlier to escape. He touched America's biceps affectionately. "Yes, yes. Such a show. But why did you have to look at so many others before landing on this one?"

At this, America blushed. He nuzzled his nose into England's neck, giving him brief kisses. "I had asked the brothers to give us this vacation time. Because I wanted it all to be perfect."

England was silent a moment. He just listened to America's breathing, his hands now on America's heart where he felt his pulse race. He gave the area over his heart a swift kiss. America looked down at him. England pulled America's face close to his, their lips short of touching.

"It is perfect. I'm with you, am I not?"

America let out a breathy laugh. "I forgot…you're a sap."

England pecked America's nose, staring into his eyes. "You are too, you know."

"Yeah well, I learned from the best."

Hoshiko2's cents: Second to last prompt. Tomorrow is the last day! It's gonna be a BIG one tomorrow. I hope you all enjoy it!
Also, to those that follow me regularly, please note that after Rainbow Veins updates this upcoming week, I will also have a brand new mini-series alongside it. I hope you all look forward to it. :3