Chapter Twelve: Dating

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Greece shifted uncomfortably and didn't look into Turkey's eyes. He didn't want to look in them, he didn't want Sadiq to know. He could feel the other man's breath brush his hair lightly. His curl waved in the slight breath. He felt his own heart beat race, and knew that Sadiq could feel it on his wrists.

"Herc?" Sadiq asked, "What's your answer?"

The older country released the other nation's wrists and put his hands on Heracles's cheeks. A thumb wiped a tear streaming down Greece's face. Turkey's eyes were, as cliche as it sounds, full of passion for the younger man.

"Love ya, Greece."

Heracles felt the other's lips press onto his. It was a sweet kiss. Turkey didn't try anything funny (like putting his tongue in Greece's mouth). It lasted for a few seconds and then broke. Heracles's green eyes shimmered slightly with the residue of his tears. Turkey felt warm arms pull him into a hug. Greece was his.

They leaned into the kiss. Their tongues playfully touched each other as their lips parted and smacked together repeatedly. Turkey slipped his hand into Greece's pants and the other hand under Greece's shirt. The grayish-green jean jacket fell off Heracles's shoulders.

Ah, but natural competition between the two did not subside. Greece's hands touched Turkey's chest and continued down. It wasn't like any other day when they fought for the crown. Today, their minds slowly went blank. And the fights in their past felt like it washed away. Now it was just a playful time to see who would crack first.

Turkey moved down the other's body, kissing him lightly down to the waist. He unzipped Greece's pants with his teeth and licked the erecting member once before the pants and underwear came off.

"Damn, Sadiq," Heracles whispered to the man he was making love with, "What took you so long?"

Turkey smiled. The little brat finally said his name. "The same thing that had me waitin' for ya."

With that, Turkey licked Greece's bare part, making it more wet then it already was. Turkey mouthed Greece, trying to make the younger nation come. Greece groaned a bit and his had flew up to his mouth. He felt Sadiq grin and started to work more playfully on Heracles's southern regions.

Heracles bit his lip. He wasn't going to let Sadiq get the satisfaction of him breaking first. Turkey placed a hand onto Greece's chest and his fingers pinched Greece's nipples. Greece let another moan of pleasure out from his lips. It was hard to conceal how good it felt. They hadn't touched each other centuries, since Turkey had concurred Greece when he was almost a teen.

It was too much to take. Greece screamed out and white liquids splashed into Sadiq's mouth. He swallowed them with easy and pleasure. Their lips touched again, this time with the tinge of body fluids and sweat.

"I can't wait any more..." Greece moaned out, admitting submission and being the receiving side.

Damn, Greece is cute... with Turkey...

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"You have nothing to be afraid of," Germany pep-talked himself.

It was nearly a month since Gilbert had disappeared and three weeks since Kiku had gotten him and Feliciano together. They hadn't seen each other for at least a week (Italy had some meeting preparations with Romano). So, Ludwig decided that he would ask Feliciano on a date. This was nerve racking. He had no idea how to ask Italy out and had no idea were to go. All the books that he had boughten deemed useless by Hungary and that American state, Amy? Ludwig shook his head. He didn't need to think about those boy-on-boy-fan-girls.

"What-cha doing?"

Ludwig screamed... in that manly kind of way. He nearly fell into the bushes that were planted in the front of Italy's house. He turned and saw a very happy Spaniard standing next to him. He smiled and poked Ludwig's forehead.

"You know, the Japanese say that if you worry too much, your forehead will get wider!" Antonio said, "So, Luddy, what are you doing here?"

"I'm-um... that is to say... that Feliciano and I- um... I wanted to ask- how would you put this?"

Antonio gasped, "You want to ask Feliciano on a date?"

"How did you know?" Ludwig exclaimed.

"Francis has been teaching me how to understand people without them saying anything or 'reading the atmosphere'," Antonio smiled, "Plus, I heard from Kiku that he finally got you to screw Feli. So~"

With an overdramatic spin, Spain pushed the doorbell and the door swung open. Ludwig almost fainted from the stupidity that Spain displayed. You aren't suppose to ring the doorbell with a friend who is extremely nervous and could make your life miserable.

"Hi Feli," Spain greeted the younger sibling, "Germany and I came to see if you and Lovino would like to go on a date with us. You and Ludwig, me and Lovi... it would be a double date!"

Italy gasped, "That's a great idea Antonio-nii! I'll get my jacket and brother and we'll be right out!"

Lovino came out, cursed Italy for being dense and stupid, Ludwig for being a potato bastard and falling in love with his brother, and Antonio for suggesting such a ridiculous plan. All in all, Lovino was in a good mood, despite the death-glares that he sent Ludwig on the way to the restaurant.

"Aw," Antonio complained, "Don't be mad Lovi~"

The tanned nation-passion planted a kiss on Lovino's cheek. The brunette turned a flaming shade of red and cursed Antonio for the publicity they were getting from the bystanders around them. And once more the older Vargas siblings began to curse.

"I'll take care of Lovi," Spain whispered to Germany, "You and Feli can continue to the restaurant."

Germany and Italy slide out of the growing crowd. They continued to walk, but the awkward silence between continued. This was the first time they had meet each other since they had sex. Ludwig then felt something warm grab his hand. He looked a Feliciano. The brunette smiled with a reddish dusting on his face. Ludwig smiled warmly to the Italian and kissed his forehead.

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"That bastard."

The angry Brit cursed the skies. How could America set him up like this? Wasn't his meeting only going to last two hours? Well that two hours were three hours ago. Arthur stood outside of the meeting hall. It was quiet large for a country that was in a huge debt, but then again that was America for you.

"Okay, that's it," England finally exclaimed, "I'm going to see what's taking him so long."

The nation of Great Britain walked into the meeting hall. It sort of resembled the world meeting center, but it was definitely American-ized. He heard some screaming and followed it to the largest room. He opened the door, which screeched. The fifty two people in the looked to England.

He recognized some of the people in the room. There was America (oh course), Colorado, and the thirteen original states (Delaware, Massachusetts, New York, Pennsylvania, North Carolina, South Carolina, Rhode Island, Georgia, Virginia, Connecticut, Maryland, New Jersey, and New Hampshire). Other then those, the other thirty eight people in the room were absolute strangers.

All of the states looked different from each other, in the "I can't believe they're from the same nation" kind of way. For example:

New York looked absolutely different then when he did when he was a colony. He had a lop-sided hat, strands of his brown hair stuck out of the hat, an over-sized jacket, some jewelry (earrings, a nose-ring, eye-brow piercing, necklaces, rings, etc.), baggy jean, and a "don't fuck with me" attitude.

While New York looked like a complete gangster or what not, someone on the opposite side of the table looked like he was headed to to beach. He had long (like France long) blonde hair, navy-blue sunglasses, a white tank-top, surfing shorts, sandals, and over all, he was completely tan (guess who? I'll give you a hint, it starts with a South C....).

"It's England!" Colorado stood up from her seat. Today, she was wearing something abnormally normal. She had jeans, a red T-shirt, and black fingerless gloves that went up to her elbows. She smiled and waved, almost hitting those sitting next to her.

"Hi, Amber," England said sheepishly.

A boy, whom England recognized as Connecticut, stood up also, "Well, it looks like Boss's boyfriend finally came in. Amber, please sit down."

Amber nodded happily and continued to shooting rubber-bands a Massachusetts. The entire room started to gossip among themselves. Why weren't they informed about this relationship? Some glared at England while other gave in adoring looks in admiration. To say the least, the room had a lot of mixed feelings about this news.

One of the best reactions from Alfred's states came from a small girl. She looked like a hula-dancer, her name was Kaiolohia Aloha, Hawaii, the youngest state. She stood up and exclaimed in a very loud voice, "America is screwing England? See, Milly, that had my approval."

The table burst out laughing. The one that resembled an eskimo, Aleut Last Frontier (Alaska), wrote down something quickly and started to past it around the table. The states smiled and continued laughing as they marked the paper with their state seal. Both Californians (remember, the author separated California) stamped their shared symbol. The paper was passed up to Alfred, who was in a state of embarrassment. Fifty one seals where stamped on the paper.

The one that England remembered as Delaware spoke, "Well, as your first state, I believe that we all agree that you should go and have fun with your significant other."

"Man, ya make it sound like being in love is a bad thing, Daniel," Nik Granite (New York) excused.

Daniel (Delaware) blushed, "D-do not!" (gotta remember that Delaware has a crush on NY).

"Do too!" Nik sang. He reminded England of how annoying Americans could be.

"SHUT UP!" The table turned to see the state of Washington stand up. "Alfred." Washington directed, "Go with Arthur, I'll see that this meeting will come to a peaceful end. Everyone else, you to your team rooms! I'll visit all the room and we'll count the tallies for the passing the several bills that we were suppose to have finished three hours ago."

The states agreed on the plans and shuffled out of the room.

"Thanks William!" Alfred smiled, "Without you, I don't think the meetings will ever end."

William nodded, gathered his papers and closed the door leaving. Alfred leaned back in his chair. He gave out an enormous sigh and ran a hand through his hair. He pulled on a smile for England.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting. It's a bit too late to do anything now, isn't it? I guess we could rent a movie and order some pizza..."

England moved towards his lover, "Your state meetings are almost as worse as the world meetings."

Alfred laughed, "I'm so glad that my states don't go to the world meetings. They would totally ruin it and choose sides according to their beliefs and who impacted their culture the most."

Arthur nodded, "Sounds exactly like the world meeting."

Alfred smiled as stood up, trying to avoid the any more conversation about his states, "Yeah, so let's go to my place! I'll call pizza on the way. I'm starving!"

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Author: Cute? I apologize for any spelling/grammar errors. And I'm sorry for updating late. I don't have any time to write on Sundays anymore and I was playing "Sly 2: Band of Thieves." So yeah... chapter 13 will come up soon.

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