Butlers and Nations
by RavenExpert
A Hetalia and Kuroshitsuji crossover.
Chapter 14: America and England
Be careful of possible bloody scenes.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own both Hetalia or Kuroshitsuji. Every rights go to their respectful owners
"So, he turned his back on us after all..."
Ciel was sitting on his chair as he was thinking about the event that happened earlier. He had a cake on the table and a cup of black tea.
"Ciel, you know that this will happen?" England was quite fierce on the statement.
"More or less. I've been suspicious on him ever since our first meeting. From the very beginning, he has his own plot."
"Dammit, Russia... This isn't funny..."
"Although, this is going to be a trouble. We can't afford to have more enemies in our way. Two demons are enough. Now we got another demon..."
No one could really express themselves in this situation.
"Hey, England? I'm gonna go on to check on Japan. He needs to know the situation too, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so. He's also an important comrade."
England and America left the study room to go to Japan's room. Ciel and Sebastian fell into a silence for a while. Then, Ciel showed his evil grin.
"Now then, Sebastian. Aren't things getting interesting?"
"Indeed, Young Master. I must say, I am pretty amused by this turn of event."
"He may have his own plot, but we do have our own."
"Are you planning something, Young Master?"
"A pawn that turned back on its player must be punished. Nothing more to it."
Then, before long, Sebastian noticed something at the glass window which is on the wall behind Ciel. Suddenly, something went piercing through the window. He acted fast, and quickly grabbed something on his hand. The window is broken on few parts. Ciel showed no emotion and only looked coldly at the thing that Sebastian grabbed.
It was a knife. More like a dagger, to be precise. Something is wrapped around the knife. It's a paper. Sebastian opened it, and gave it to Ciel. It was revealed as follows:
Let us see whether or not you have the courage to play this game with me.
Ciel flipped the paper and looked at Sebastian.
"Leave the window. For now, let us go to hunt the rats."
Sebastian gave an evil grin towards his Young Master. He appeared to be pleased with the decision.
"Yes, my lord."
Meanwhile, at Japan's room, England and America told about the situation they're in to Japan. The latter felt a little shocked.
"I see... so Mr. Russia has..."
"It pretty much shocked us too." England stated his point.
"No no. It's not that I'm sad. I pretty much knew that someday Mr. Russia's going to betray us all, knowing his character."
"He probably had another plan in mind. I feel that way. Russia's acting different yesterday. It's not the usual him."
"Wow, England! How can you so trustful towards Russia?" America asked England, in a pretty much shocked face.
"Not that I trust him or anything... Well, what Japan said earlier is right, knowing his character, he probably will betray us sooner or later. He usually hides something that he doesn't want other people to know."
"Still, I can't believe that you still trust him..."
"Sh-shut up! Don't you know! ? I really want him to go to hell!" England tried to reject America's statement.
"Quite a straight-forward person..." Japan smiled.
While they were busy arguing with each other, especially America with his original laugh, and Japan sighed as a sign of relief, Ciel and Sebastian passed through the room and entered it. He gave a small wave to the three nations. "So, are you done yet?"
"Oh, something wrong? Um..." Japan was kind of flustered.
"Ah, that's right. I haven't introduce myself to you. I'm Ciel Phantomhive. This is Sebastian." Ciel scratched his head. "Now then, with that out of the way..."
Ciel waved the letter that he got earlier. England was kind of interested, so he took the paper and read it. America and Japan also read it too.
"This is like a letter of challenge." Japan said it as he looked at the letter.
"Exactly. If my hunch is correct, he'll appear again today."
"Today? It's almost dark. It's true that we fought him mostly at night, but are you sure?" England doubted Ciel's prediction. It's true though. This enemy is someone on par with Sebastian. He'll always full of surprises.
"I told you right? It's just a hunch. Whether it's true or not, it's up to the rest."
"We still don't know where he'll appear though..." England sighed a bit.
A silence brewed in the air, until Japan broke the ice.
"But, how did the enemy know about our whereabouts?"
"Probably that Russia guy told them, right?" Ciel answered with a rather sinister reply.
"Well, I guess that is one possibility..."
"Anyway, we can't waste anymore time. Let's go to London and other towns to check on him. Sebastian, prepare for our travel."
"As you wish, Young Master."
Sebastian left the nations and the Earl there to prepare their travel.
"We'll check two towns at once." Ciel explained his plan to the nations.
"I see. That way, we'll search faster! Hahaha!" America started his trademark laugh again.
"Though, I'm afraid it won't make much difference..." Japan got a little sweatdrop.
"Still, it's better than just standing around, doing nothing."
Before long, Sebastian appeared again before them.
"Young Master, the carriage is ready."
"I see. Well, let's move."
The team went out during that evening. In the carriage, they discussed on how they should split up. England suggested that he should go with America, because he could get wild if he's not being monitored. However, the latter wanted to find the culprit alone, since it's a hero's job.
Ciel appeared to be uninterested, by the two's quarrel. He decided to go with Japan and Sebastian. The black-haired nation didn't appear to object that decision. He said his catchphrase: I'll do my best.
The carriage stopped at London first. The ones who got to check that area were England and America.
"We'll finish up as soon as we can. I'll leave the other town to you." England said to Ciel.
"Hmph. You don't have to tell me." Ciel replied with a sinister smile.
"You two, be careful." Japan said to the two before the carriage left for another town.
"Okay! Then, what're we gonna do now, England?" America asked England with a gleam in his eyes as he stretched his back.
"Our objective is to find where he'll appear. That's all there's to it."
"Alright! This is where the hero comes!"
America quickly ran inside, while laughing like an idiot.
"Wha-! You little wanker, come back here!" England quickly chased after America after he yelled.
Their objective seemed to have gone astray. England kept on chasing America, until he stopped because he's so tired from chasing. He tried to balance his breath as sweat flowing out. When he looked up, he realized that he's in front of a building. He showed a very unusual face, as if he'd never seen it before.
While he stayed like that, America suddenly approached him.
"Hahaha! Hey, British dude! Tired of chasing me? Hahaha! Well, that's a hero for ya! A hero like me won't be chased by anyone else!"
"Shut...up... You little..." England still tried to balance his breath.
Then, America stopped laughing as he looked at the building where they stopped.
"What's up with this building?"
"I've been to London like hundreds of times already... but I've never seen this building before."
"Maybe you missed it or something like that, right?"
"I missed the building that I've never seen before for the hundredth time? Yeah right. Only you can do that." England said it in a rather challenging tone.
"Hahaha! A hero will never dwell on something as simple as this!"
"If this is the place where I consider as my home, I will do anything to know what happened here. Including this building. This might be connected to the culprit. Let's go inside."
"Fine, fine. If you say so." America scratched his head, then he continued to laugh.
The building is rather old, but someone appeared to have taken care of it, so it's not really dusty. It was like a barn, with the wooden floor and wall and all. The lights were still working, so they turned it on. It was empty, with only few wooden boxes on the floor. It didn't appear to have another room in there as well. It's like a huge audience hall. At the center end of the building, they saw something. As they approached it, it was revealed to be an altar. But it's not the same altar in the cathedral where they met with Russia for the first time.
It has a beautiful silver and gold color on it. It appeared to be a priceless altar.
"Whoa! That's some altar!" America said it as he approached it.
"But, what's a grand altar doing in a place like this? This is weird..."
Both nations went up to check the altar. America went around and touched the altar as he sees fit. England could only shook his head and sighed.
America looked at England's face.
"C'mon! What's up with that face? It's not like someone with a priest robe is going to come and kill us!"
"Shut up. And why would a priest kill us?"
"Hahaha! That's the England I know!"
America continued to touch and check the altar.
"Hey, there's nothing about this altar... Kinda sucks..." America sighed as a sign of dissatisfaction.
America booed and walked to left the building. England was still interested. He looked at the altar, and touched the silver-colored table.
However, when he touched it, something happened. The altar glowed at all of the sudden. America looked to his back, and he saw the light. England was surprised. America just went around "WHOA!"-ing.
Then, before long, a magic circle appeared beneath England's foot. It blurted out electric-like energy, surrounding England's body. He yelled in pain, as he clutched his head, he fell to his knees.
America stopped acting stupid, and ran towards England. However, when he tried to approach him, the electrical energy created something like a barrier around the field, causing America couldn't do anything and was pushed backwards. America showed his unusual face, of which he showed a face of worry.
As England tried to endure the pain, he looked at America, who was on his feet, having a hard time to stand up. "America... Get away from here..."
The other nation gritted his teeth.
"Haven't I told you, England? I won't leave my 'ex' brother behind!"
"Heh... Even after those times, you still call me your brother... I have to thank you, though..." England still tried to endure the pain. His eyes looked so weary and he was unable to open them fully.
Before the conversation could continue, the light engulfed England and the altar. America couldn't stand the bright, so he covered his sight with his arms. While he did that, he could hear England was shouting in pain.
As the light faded, he saw that the magic circle is gone. England was still standing. America used this chance to stand up, and walked towards the standing nation.
However, as he walked to approach him, England suddenly fell to the ground, towards America, who was behind him. America was shocked and he ran towards him to hold him, preventing England to fell down to the wooden floor.
"Hey, hey! England! Wake up, dude! C'mon! Stay with me, man!" America tried to wake England up, whom he held in his arms.
The latter didn't response. His face is so weary. America continued to try waking up the unconscious nation.
"C'mon, dude! You still owe me a lot of things!"
Plan A... done and done...
Author's note:
Hi guys! Sorry for not updating for a long time! I wanted to monitor my last chapter since lately few people haven't been reviewing... *ahem* Anyway, this is chapter 14. Oh yeah. If you're keen enough, you should know about the priest in the robe thingy. Yup, it's a reference. Hetalia fans should know about it.
This is just another idea that came up into my mind. England got so many damage, huh? Well, duh. He's the main key protagonist here, so I personally think that he should be the one who receives the important things. But, don't worry! I'll try to minimize the damage he got, so I won't be killed by England's fangirls. :)
Hope I did well in this chapter. Please enjoy this chapter! And also please review!