I'm back bros. Well done to all you guys who guessed right. The barrel mention was from Pewdiepie. Sorry it's been a while so the updates are probably going to take a bit longer. I'm going to Germany with the school band for the last week of school. Practicing LIKE A BOSS. Well you guys were asking for this so here you go.

Chapter 12: Prussia and England Become Boyfriends

England chased Prussia through the forest in a fit of rage. When Prussia had said that comment about seizing his 'vital regions' the blood rushed to his head and he was embarrassed. So that's how this had happened.

England jumped over the roots and loose rocks with practiced ease from back when he and his brothers went hunting back in the early days. Prussia was doing well but was obviously out of practice as he was stumbling every now and again, letting England to get closer and closer. They had been running for a few miles now and they were both starting to tire. They may be immortal but they weren't invincible. Then it happened. Prussia tripped over an un-awesome tree root and fell face first into a small clearing.

England took his chance and caught the albino nation, pinning him to a tree. They were both breathing heavily from the chase and just sat down, trying to ease the burning in their lungs.

Prussia recovered the fastest and pushed England to the ground with his arms held above his head. England, who wasn't prepared for the assault, struggled hard to break free but gave up after a while hoping that the trick he used last time would work again. Prussia unfortunately used the Brit's surrender to his advantage and bent down and kissed him softly on the lips. This shocked England but he soon started enjoying the sensation it gave him and kissed back. The Prussians hands unconsciously loosened and England took his chance.

The Englishman was now straddling the albino, his arms and legs pinning the others down so that he wouldn't move. He smirked at the albino's shocked face and bent down to whisper into his ear.

"Do you think that this punk, pirate and ex-Empire would be so submissive? No one takes advantage of me." He said in a rough voice that aroused the Prussian easily. The punk then leaned down and kissed Prussia with a passion. They stayed that way for a while, only parting eventually for oxygen. They were breathing harshly and their eyes were clouded with lust.

Prussia thought that the punk's skin tight outfit outlined his body perfectly and showed the light muscles that showed that he was not to be messed with. The messy bond hair with the green tips suited him and looked as though it belonged there.

England finally let him go and sat up with his legs crossed. He had been admiring Prussia for a while. He loved the beautiful red eyes that reminded him of priceless jewels, the way his silver hair framed his Germanic features, how his skin was as white as freshly fallen snow and was just as soft. He had wanted to kiss him for so long but was stopped by the thought of once again being alone.

He looked at the albino, hoping that his heart wouldn't be crushed once more. The man in question was staring into space and touching his lips silently. England stood up and made to leave when his legs were swept from under him and he landed in Prussia's arms. He glared at the man and attempted to hide his sadness from him.

"Why did you try to leave, birdie?" He asked with confusion in his voice. The Englishman squirmed in the Prussian's arms, getting comfortable before answering.

"I was trying stop my heart from once again being crushed under false love and yet another heartbreak." England said, tears welling in his eyes. He turned away so that he wouldn't have to see the Prussian's smirk at the big, bad ex-empire who was afraid of being lonely. He only felt worse when his face was pulled by a gentle hand to face the albino. He was forced to look into his eyes and what he saw only made him love the man more.

His red eyes showed more love than England had ever seen before. It seemed to never end.

"I would never hurt you England, mien birdie. Ich liebe dich. I love you and I want to ask you if you would like to go out with me. I hold those I love close to my heart and will never betray you, because I've loved you for centuries. Will you, Arthur Kirkland, England, give me the honour of going out with you?"

England blushed and the tears finally started to overflow. But these weren't tears of sadness, these were tears of happiness. "Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! I have loved you for centuries and I would love to go out with you my red eyed devil. I love you!" He said and pulled him into another rough kiss.

They stayed like that until the first stars started to come out. Prussia stood up and held his hand out to England, smiling lovingly. England took his hand and they walked back towards the castle, never letting go the whole time.

I know that the chapter was short and I'M SO SORRY! I was only doing a short one and tried my best at doing a dominating England. I just wanted to add that small sad bit to make more sense. I will upload the next chapter soon and I had to prepare a talk for Diabetes UK on how I felt with a diabetic sibling. My concert is also coming upon the 25th of March in the Glasgow Royal Concert Hall so I have to practice for that. It's been snowing down here and I'm ill so I might get off school. See you later bros *brofist*.