"I wanted to apologize England." America muttered over the phone, a warm blush coming to his face. "I'm sorry about that and how about I treat you a tour to the city?"

"I guess that would be nice."

"That's great. I'll come pick you up soon. So be ready!" he shouted joyfully and hanged up the phone. This would be a day England would never forget about.

"Where the bloody hell were you?" England scowled at him. It has taken the American nation nearly five hours to arrive there and it wasn't like he had to wait for an airplane like the rest of his citizens. He had a bloody private jet for crying out loud.

"I'm sorry England, please forgive me." America pleaded, his baby blue eyes shimmering at him.

"Why should I keep forgiving you? First you ignore me and then you arrive five hours later. You know what, I suddenly don't want to go." he brushed past the American, only to be taken back by a hug.

"I really am sorry England about earlier. I just..it's a long story. How about I make you dinner then? I'm sure you're tired of eating your own crap anyway."

"EXCUSE ME? Calling my food crap? Why-" America let go of England and chuckling, headed toward the kitchen, leaving the British nation to blabber more.

"And you people have no fashion! I mean, what the bloody hell is up with you American folks wearing jeans all the bloody time? Wait-" he stopped. "Where did you go?"

"Dinner is ready. Come to the kitchen Iggy!" he groaned but followed the direction of the American nation and was held back at the door. It looked like a real British dinner with roast beef, potatoes, and all the other (crappy) food English mothers made for their family. He never really had that unless he was invited to a dinner party.

"America..when did you know how to cook?"

"I knew how to cook a long time ago. I can cook almost anything really." America replied with a proud grin. "Except Indian food. Damn those Indian food. I keep blowing up the kitchen whenever I try to make curry."

"Well, thank you America." he felt himself saying, a warm blush coming to his face. It was weird for him to thank the American nation. It really was.

"You're not dressed properly though."

"This is my usual green suit.."

"No, no! You have to wear something more formal than ever that!"

"This isn't formal enough?"

"It's a military outfit! C'mon, you told me whenever you're eating at the table with a nicely prepared meal, you have to wear something formal. So I'm giving you your own advice and telling you to change! Hurry!"

"I feel awkward in this outfit." England tugged at his tuxedo pants. "Not like I don't wear tuxedos often or anything like that but with you..it feels like a-"

"A date?" America cockily grinned at him before faltering his smile. "No, don't worry, it isn't a date. I know you would never date me in a real life."

England stood there starstruck, he wasn't sure if he should agree with America or protest that it wouldn't be the case. So instead, he stood there, swallowing up the silence.

"It's okay." America reassured, trying to bring back the same cocky grin. "It was never meant to be."

"No America. It can be a reality." England pressed his lips toward the American and pushed him onto the table, the dishes crashing to the ground with a thud. Neither of them cared as they caressed each other, feeling like the world will never end.

"I love you America." England smiled sincerely at him as he released their kiss.

"I love you more England. Longer than you can ever imagine." he replied before returning to their passionate kiss, feeling as if they were two lovers finally reuniting. "And I'll keep loving you until the end."

"The same for me love."

"I thought you said this was an lemon fanfiction story. You lied to me!" Hungary protested, a pout on her face.

"Miss Hungary, please calm down." Lichtenstein replied.

"I was hoping for some smutty action but instead I get this fluffy crap! I like fluffy ones too but still, I wanted to read something more if you know what I mean."

"Yes I know but I just thought-"

"No excuses." Hungary grumbled bitterly. "Even God would be ashamed of you."

"Isn't God against homosexuality?"

"NONETHELESS!"

Sorry for the short chapter. Did I troll you guys? Ha ha I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. Now to go write the next chapter of my other fanfiction story.