See From My View

by Forestspirit of Thunderclan

America and England a livly pair of Father/Son and Big Brother/Little Brother. I made this story in there old freindship. They are struggling with their old memories and their future now. I hope you like and don't cry to much. Rated T because I am paranoided. You can think of it as UKUS or USUK, I don't care. (In truth I think it as Brotherly Love.). ON HOLD

6. Chapter 6 England's POV

Chapter 6

England's POV

I was down, and hurt; nothing seemed to help the fact that I was feeling guilty. My friends tried to help me by cheering me up. However, it wasn't enough. I needed my brother with me now.

I want him, th eosund of his laughter, the feel of his hand grasping mine. Now that he is all grown up he is more father away the every before. I could feel tears try to rise up. I wiped them away and sniffled with a sigh.

My friends were sad, they just could feel my depression. A light hand touched my shoulder, I turned to see America's old friend. He could never get over the fact that America left us.

I nodded to him, he jsut looked away. In always saw him trying to get America's attention. But his hand only passed through his shoulder. Sad really.

Then as I turned to where he was sitting, he was walking over to me. I didn't think anything of it; he proble just wanted to call me crazy. I put my head under my knees and felt like the dead.

Well if he did want to hang out, you could show him that magic is real. I smiled at the thought, that was true. America could be mine again, he could learn form me and be my little brother. I grinned darkly, Alfred Freedom Jones would maybe be called Alfred Kirkland by me again.

He was walking over to me, I smiled with the word "Doom" all around me. America would be mine again. I will show him what was real to me. All he has to do is accept me once more as his borther.

England and Magic, Oh crap! Chapter 6 finished. Read Review Whatever. Until next time LATER!