Chapter 3

"Hey Belarus can we stop and rest for a moment?" America was carrying all the bags and boxes of clothes and shoes that he had bought for her with a credit card that was not his. It wasn't that he was tired of carrying all of it, it was more the fact that he could not see in front of him with the mound of boxes blocking his field of vision.

"Alright brother we can sit on this bench for a while. I could talk about where we want to go next." She walked to the bench that was a few steps away and sat down. America placed the bags and boxes next to the bench and sat down in a lazy slouched-over way. Belarus leaned in to America and wrapped her arms around him. She looked at him and smiled while she blushed. When he looked at her, he couldn't help but blush himself at her stunning beauty. America smiled down at her and began to relax.

"You know what big brother." as she started talking she looked back, she closed her eyes she rested her head on his shoulder.

"What is it?" he looked down at her. She looked so cute clinging to his arm.

"I love you big brother." He was speechless for a few seconds as he looks star struck. He felt so warm is side as his heart beat faster. America had only had this feeling for someone many years ago.

"I love you too Belarus." He had this feeling of content from the woman and she buried her face in the stolen jacket that he was wearing. America closed his eyes and the couple sat quietly; enjoying the moment, both wishing that is won't ever end. America's fuzzy feeling was replaced by one of dread when he realized that her feelings weren't directed at him; it all belonged to Russia. In her crazy little mind she could not tell the real from the fake at this point, but America couldn't help harboring feelings for the girl as he thought himself,

"Russia you are one lucky bustard and you don't even know it..."America trailed off with a sigh as he ran his hand through his hair in an exasperated manor, "I wonder where he took off to anyway."

He dismissed the thought and settled himself back down to the girl next to him, and began to fall asleep.

Meanwhile in a club down town

The excitement was in the air with all the techno dance mix and the multicolored stroblights. Everyone was thrilled to be alive as they danced around with glow sticks, bracelets, and necklaces as they raved their brains out. There was a man in the middle of the dance floor that dwarfed all the dancers. The man was wearing a leather tight pants , had no shirt, a scarf with 10 glow necklaces of all colors, 5 glow bracelets on each hand, a pink furry floppy hat with 15 glow necklaces around it, big sunglasses with glow sticks handing of them, and a bottle of vodka in one hand. This man was the Rave King.

"Every body becomes one with mother Russia, Da!? If its Da, keep dancing! I got rid of her I'm FREE!" Russia threw his hands up in the air and started raving again and the people around him cheered him on.

In the entrance of the club was a man on the phone wearing leather pants and rubber boots.

"Italy It's me it's me… we're going to have to cancel the sparkle party for now…" He looked down at the ground in disappointment.

"It's ok Germany we can go to the mall instead! ~Ve! I found this great 50% of coupon for a pasta pot at Bed, Bath, And Beyond just make sure you change first!" over the Phone Italy's voce cheered up the dearest Germany.

"All right I'm on my way!" Germany hung up the phone and made his way outside.

Back at the mall

"So Belarus where do you want to go next?" America was holding a map of the mall and looking at all the shops while still sitting on the bench. Belarus turned to look at the map that he had in hand. She look thoroughly for the place where she wanted to go untile she found the place in the middle of the mall.

"I want to go there!" Her face lit up with glee as she pointed to in to the middle of the map.

" You want to go ice skating?" America looked a little worried as he looks at the dress she was wearing.

"Da, I want to go! I haven't skated in years. It will be just like when we were kids! Come on big brother!"She looked at her 'brother' with mouth ajar and teary-eyed as she started to think of all the times Russia skated with her when they were kids. The memories came fresh into her mind as though they had only happened yesterday; skating with her brother hand and hand as little kid in a Russian winter wonder land. In her crazy head that was the truth, but what actually happened was that Russia was skating as fast as he could to get away from his crazy, marriage-obsessed little sister.

"OK, OK, we'll go skating I'm just worried about you skating in that dress. You might trip on that thing and get hurt out there!" he looked a little irritated out of worry for her.

"Oh big brother you don't have to worry I wasn't intending to skate in this. I was thinking of changing into the some of the clothes that we got when we got there."She started to blush because the thought of him worrying for her was made her hart race. Once again he was enamored with how cute she looked when she blushed, he couldn't help but smile as he stood up from the bench.

"What are we waiting, for let's get you to the skating rink?" America held out his elbow to her. She stood up and she linked arms with him while giving a smile. As they walked away and talking about how much fun it will be, they not noticing that they were being fallowed.

"Maple! Maple! We can't afford to get to close or we might end up like Cuba and we don't want that do we precious? Course not; I don't want to lose teeth! "Canada was following the couple as they walked down towards the ice rink, he was hiding behind thing as he made his way near them.

When the two of them reached the rink, Belarus had already changed in to a very slender-fitting v-neck pink shirt and skinny blue jeans. It did not take long for them to get on the ice. The two of them skated hand in hand on the football field-sized ice rink and with the casual grin from America. All of a sudden she lost her footing while turning. But before she could fall on her back, America bent down and caught her and their eyes met. As she gazed in to his brilliant blue eyes, she looked like she had been put under a spell. America found that he was mesmerized by the way she looked at him. As he lifted her up, both their hearts beat faster as the two of them came closer. Belarus's arms snaked around his neck, while America leaned down as they closed their eyes. Closer and closer their lips were. The time seemed to slow down the closer they got. They were so close to stopped time, but before time stopped someone wooshed past them. The couple lost their balance and fell on one another. Meanwhile the man jumped up in to the air, while in the air doing a triple spin and landing on one foot with the other foot in the air going backwards.

"Honhon hon, what do you Think England? It was perfect, No?" France had is hand in his hair and his eye closed in self-satisfied way as he skated towards England. He flicked his hair and gazed at England with a very mad look on his face.

"You bloody git! You knocked down Russia and Belarus!" He rushed over to the Belarus and the man that he thought was Russia. England couldn't tell it was America because the way they landed, He had his face tuck away in her breasts. England bent down to offer a hand

"I'm so sorry for that frog's roundness. I hope you're not heart Rus…. America!" Belarus had rolled over on the ice in the middle of his sentence and revealed the beet red America from her bosom. England was stunned and confused as France skated over to see what was going on.

"I can explain! I can explain!" America had quickly sat up on the ice will waving his hands.

"There no need to explain! ~ Hon Hon Its obvious that two forbidden lovers are role playing here before descending into the bed room of a hotel!~ Hon Hon hon" France had a glass of wine in on hand that magically appeared out of nowhere, swirling it as he gazed at the two "lovers" in a almost mystified look. As he said that both America and Belarus started to blush uncontrollably.

"That's not it at all!" He jumped up on to his feet as fast as a bullet.

" Then what the bloody hell is it?!" England broke out of his state of shock and in to a state of anger because of the confusion while curling his fists at his side. America sided while looking at the uneasy looking Belarus reaching for her knife to kill England for the way he was looking at him.

"Belarus it's ok, go skate arownd while I talk to my friends. Ok?" she looked at him and didn't say anything and nodded and skated of while giving England the look of death. He shivered a bit when she skated away. As America started to explain the whole mess, behind him on the other side of the ice rink glass was him…

"Maple, Maple ! Yes! Here is our chance precious; we must go now while his back is turned!" As Canada was about climb the glass to go and strangle America to death, he noticed someone next to him. He turned his head to look what it was, it was a person with a large metal mask on, with dreds hanging going all the way to his butt, some kind of chest plate armor, on his shoulder was some kind of lazar-thing and on top of his head was a sealer hat.

"Who the hell are YOU?! Maple!" this time Matthew was speaking and the maple came out as a whisper, as he fell to the ground. On the ground there was a long staring match between Canada and the thing, until it got close to Canada. It grabbed his face with its little hand and turned his head side to side to see what he was. The thing suddenly stopped and looked up and out to the rink. Canada was so afraid that he could not move at all.

"-and that is how this whole mess started… Could you to keep this a secret?" America was very flustered when he ask them that question.

"Don't worry your secret is safe with me" England had his arms folded to his chest as he while looking very serious.

"Honhon~. Your secret is safe with big brother ~Hor Hor!" Behind his back his finger s were crossed. His face was gave the look of a teenage gossip girl with a new piece of info to tell the whole world. But of course America being dense as a fruitcake was happy with their promise.

"Any way America, we were in the middle of a contest to see who can do the best ice skating trick, Would you like to stay and watch me kick the frog's ass?" England jabbed his thumb in France's general direction.

"Sorry bro I'm getting hungry. I think we're going to hit the food court. Bye bro!" America had his hand on his very loud rumbling stomach as he looked a little ravenous. Belarus came up behind him and grabbed his hand as they skated to the exit.

"Now then, it's my turn to show you what's up! France are you listening to me?!" For a moment England had his back turned to him. When he turned around he found France was texting something on his cell phone.

"Yes Yes I'm listening go ahead and do your trick." After France was finished texting he looked up at England. He sighed and pulled out a stick with a star on top from his jacket pocket. England began to wave the stick up in the air will mumbling something. The star started to glow as a big puff of smoke enveloped England. As the smoke slowly disappeared France could make out that England's outfit had changed. Instead of his his every day clothes he had a tunic on and on top of his head was a halo and on his back was very small wings.

"England?!" France had a hard time getting anything out because of shock. He turned white as England dashed off as fast as he could. He went so far that he almost hit the wall of the ice rink, but at the last second he jumped and did a quadruple spin barrel roll. It was as elegant and graceful as a swan taking flight, and that is what he did. The wings on his back grew 10 times the normal size in midair and began to soar around the whole rink.

"WTF! Maple! Maple! we missed him we better go get the precious." Canada had just noticed that America had already left and started to turn, but the thing stopped him before he got too far. The thing grabbed Canada and sat him right next to him. Canada tried to get away, but the thing shot out a line from its wrist that tied him up. It suddenly look up at England, who was still up in the are doing loopy-loops , the lazar-thing on its shoulder started to move with England's movement. On one of his wings you could see three little red dots in a triangle pattern. A few seconds later a giant glowing ball of plasma shot out of it, towards England.

"Mayday Mayday MAYDAY; going down!" When it hit England; his wings burst into flames along with his eyebrows as he spiraled down while memories of gentling shot down by Germany flashed before his eyes , when he hit the ground a tiny explosion followed.

"Take that you British jerk of jerks! I really had you this time! HAHAHAHAh" The thing took off his mask to reveal none other than England's little brother, Sealand.

"Maple Maple! Sealand where did you get that!" Canada sat freaking out, making the ropes cut into his skin. If he could move he would be motioning to the gear that the small teen had in possession.

"Silly America; you think you're the only one with aliens for friends hahahahaha!"With Sealand's statement Canada went ballistic and broke the ropes. He flung himself at the boy, knocking him down as he shook him furiously.

"Im Canadaaaaaaa!" Canada's anger was uncontrollable as he began to beat the boy to a pulp.

Meanwhile at the food court

"Belarus stay here will I go get us some food, OK?" Belarus sat down at the table closest to the food services and shook her head at America. The whole food court was packed full of people except for one; it was a new food stand that did not have a sign yet. But of course America being as impatient as he is he headed to the one with no line. When he finally got over he read the menu. The first thing was snake. He had a sinking feeling in his gut as a beautiful woman with long black hair came from the back of the stand.

"It's been a long time America, you know I missed you." The woman smiled in a sarcastic tone of voice as she looked at the stunned America. This woman was the reason America has bad memories of the color red.

"Vie-Vietnam…" America spoke in an almost whisper, not being able to find his voice in his state of shock. He couldn't believe he would see her again so quickly. He looked back at Belarus who smiled back at him with a gentle wave. He swallowed some saliva that was forming in the back of his throat and waved back. He turned back to Vietnam who was watching with a sly smirk. She can't be here, not here, not now!