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In this story, I used England/ Arthur from Hetalia as one of the main characters of the story. I DO NOT OWE HIM!

Arthur Kirkland or simply England (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
Story made by ME(Flor03/MidoriTsurugusa) and my friend (Aya-chan)
Idea of this story came from my sister, Hazumi (though she doesn't have a Fanfiction account)

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Chapter 12

*Budum* *Budum* *Budum*

'A heart beat..?' she thought to herself.

*Budum* *Budum* *Budum*

'Where am I?' she opened her eyes and saw a wooden ceiling. She found herself lying on the bed and she sat up immediately. An aching sensation came from her head as memories from yesterday rushed in to her mind. She tried to study the area. The room was rather small and warm to look at as sunlight reflected the wooden floor and ceiling. A small wooden varnished table on the right corner with a matching chair on it. A wooden drawer on the opposite corner with a mirror hanged on the wall beside it. From the looks of it, this is somebody's room that she is sleeping in. 'Morning already?' she yawned and stretched. It was rather strange that she hadn't felt pained or weak anymore. She looked at her shoulder; she was shocked to see that the cut was cleanly gone! That's not all, she was naked! 'Where on Earth are my clothes gone to?' she panicked. She searched underneath her blanket and then to her sides but they were nowhere to be found.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Ekk!" (Name) squeaked as the door knocked. She began to feel nervous on who could that person be. She gulped inside and waited for the person to come in and then to her surprise, it was a middle aged woman that came in.

"Ah, so you are awake now my dear." she smiled and placed a tray of fruits on the table.

"Huh? What's going on? Where am I? How did I get here?"

*Chuckles* "Come now, dear one question at a time. I was so glad that the potion worked on you." the woman sat on the bed. "How are you feeling, dear?" she asked warmly.

"I-I'm fine, but a little bit dizzy."

"Ah," she went to retrieve the tray. "You must be hungry dear. Here have some fruits." she placed the tray on her bed.

"Oh, thank you." she took the tray and placed it on her lap. She smiled at the woman. But then she was still conscious because she didn't have her clothes on. "Uhm…" she mumbled.

"Hm? What is it dear?"

"W-Where are my clothes?" she asked shyly.

"Ah, I still have them washed but it needs to be dried." she went to a cabinet and opened a drawer full of clothes. "But you can wear my daughter's clothes, she doesn't mind. I think you are about her size?" she presented the garment to her.

(Name) took a bite from the fruit from the tray. "Hmm..? Pfft!" But she spit it out abruptly and widened her eyes in shock when she saw it. She covered her mouth from embarrassment. It was a blue sleeveless shirt, a mini navy blue skirt, paired with long azure blue gloves and cute sparkled sandals. "But, it looked so enticing." she complained.

"Nonsense dear, it will fit you just perfectly." she reassured her with her smile. "Would you like to change before you continue to eat?" she asked and (Name) nodded. "Okay then, I shall leave you and this here." she placed the clothes on the bed and left to the door.

(Name) placed the tray off her lap and took the clothing from her bed. "Seriously, should I wear this? I wonder if she ever sees me as a human." she began to get worried. "Come to think of it I'm not sure what kind of disguise I'm wearing." she exhaled exasperatedly. "I guess I have no choice." she stood up from the bed and began changing.

"Eh… I need a mirror." she sighs and went to the mirror besides the drawer. When she faced it, she gasped that she almost fell from behind. She reared it and she began to examine herself. She has long ears! She has fangs! She has long fingernails! And surprisingly, she had wings from her back! But when she tried to touch it, she can't feel it. She looked at her hands but they were not long as what she saw on the mirror. "What's going on?" she was about to get paranoid but she was able to calm herself. "Okay (Name), breath!" she inhaled and then exhaled.

She looked at herself again on the mirror and then back to her real hand. No doubt that this was her disguise all along. She looked demon from the eyes of others but she was a human for real. 'Could it be this is the necklace's doing?' (Name) looked at the sparkling necklace from her neck and then she returned her gaze on the clothing she was wearing. It looked rather okay but her back was a little bit bare. Probably it was design to it because fairies have wings but hers were bigger but she didn't seem to feel it. The blue sleeveless shirt was a little bit smaller that her belly button was shown. The skirt was small too; more likely three inches above her knees. More likely the clothes that she was wearing were barely covering her whole figure and she was uncomfortable with it. Their clothes are just so revealing! "Will I look okay with this?" she modeled on the mirror. 'I looked like a fairy. I maybe looked good but, now way in hell I'm wearing this! I need to ask her if she had another clothes I could borrow.' she hoped and went to the door but her stomach was saying otherwise. "Maybe eating first could be okay?" she went to the bed to retrieve the tray of fruits and placed it on the table. She took a rainbow-colored fruit, which she didn't know what it is, that has a shape like an apple and then she sat on the chair comfortably like her very own room. She crossed her legs and began munching this delectable fruit that she had never tasted this so delicious before. "Hmmm…" She hummed on the flavor.

But her mind kicked her hard; realizing on what she was doing. "What the hell am I doing feeling relaxed all of the sudden?!" she jerked off on the chair and tries to spit the fruit out but it had already reached to her stomach. She rubbed her stomach but there was no way of vomiting it out. "Eww. What am I thinking about puking it out." she scolded. "Okay, let's see here." she unconsciously paced. "I'm currently trapped in somebody's bedroom, and then a lady showed up acting very nice to me and offered me some fruits to eat and then she took my clothes to wash them and forced me to wear this fairy dress." she pointed her hands sideways every time she pointed out her situation. "Oh, what on Earth could a fantasy character would do in a situation like this?" she sighed exasperatedly. "Should I escape? Yes, that would be my choice. This situation is like from 'Hansel and Gretel' where a witch disguised herself and then treated me nicely and then fed me and then maybe… she will cook me! Oh, this could be a logical explanation!" she hammed her hand in conclusion. "That's it! I'm going to escape through that window!" she pointed and then dashed herself like a kid. She went there and opened it. Morning air breezed her hair as she looked outside. She was now facing a cliff and saw the sun rising up. She looked down and saw how high she was from her spot. She gulped nervously and decided to back away. "Err. Maybe escaping from the window is a bad idea." she sighed disappointedly. "But I have wings right? Surely I can fly with it? No, this is just an illusion." she started to imagine.

Imagination:

"VODKAA~!" she dive on the cliff but she stumbled on a big rock and then rolled down on the grassy hill and then get hit on the rock and then rolled some more hill and then get hit on the rock and then get rolled down on the hill again. The result is that she'll get herself killed.

Imagination Ended

"Why would I say Vodka?" she sweats dropped. "I think I've watched too much anime."

*Knock* *Knock*

"!" she gasped.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

(Name) walked quietly towards the door and then she leaned closer on the wooden surface. "W-Who is it?"

"Uh-(Name)? Sylvia told me you have awaked. Can I come in?" Arthur's voice came from the opposite side.

"Oh crap!" she looked down on her dress and saw that she was still wearing the dress that Sylvia had given her. "No!" she responded.

"What? Why not?"

"Just don't come in for now okay?"

"What's going on there?" he asked cautiously. He started to push the door open making (Name) to push the opposite direction to avoid him from entering.

"N-Nothing much really. You can go now."

"Why are you not letting me enter?" he pushed again with force.

"J-Just don't… for now okay?" she gritted and pushed with all her might. She pushed and pushed, trying her best for him not to enter. She doesn't want to see him looking like this! She'll be too shy about it but she was not winning for she was already pushed back slowly as Arthur's brute force was too strong for her to handle. "Darn it…" she cursed. She needed another plan. She needed to think one fast! She looked around her surrounding and saw the blankets on the bed. 'That's it!' her mind concluded. "I only have one shot at this." she took a deep breath and then she executed her plan. She sprinted out on the door making Arthur to stumble from the force he used from pushing that he fell on the floor and (Name) hurriedly grabbed the blanket from the bed and she wrapped herself with it.

Arthur had to get up from the floor. With his wobbly feet going, he was able to stand in his two feet but barely enough because his body was still wobbly. When he looked up, with an annoyed face, he saw (Name) all wrapped up with blanket. "You," he searched for the wall for support. "Why did you do that so early in the morning?" his angry tone was present.

(Name) shivered because the aura of the room became darkened. "I-It wasn't my fault! If you weren't so persistent then you wouldn't have fallen yourself on the floor like that!" she resisted herself not to laughing. "Pfftt!" she giggled.

Arthur was even more irritated. "You,"

(Name) laughed out loud. "Ha ha! I've got to admit it was rather funny." It was the most unusual thing she had ever seen! A demon prince getting fall himself on the floor! What other thing be funnier than that! "I'm so sorry, red nose!" she teased.

Arthur turned to his right to see his reflection and he did have red nose due to the impact of the fall. He twitched his eyebrows in annoyance as (Name) continued to laugh at his embarrassment.

She covered her mouth, seeing Arthur closing the door and approached her.

"What are you hiding there, lady?" he tugged the blanket.

"S-Stop it!" she blushed as she moved away.

"Oh, you're hiding something alright. You are going to get what you've done to me."

"What? No, I'm not hiding anything!"

"Oh really, then let me take off that garment that binds you." he tackled (Name) making her fell on the bed and now she was trapped! Arthur was on top of her. He grabbed her wrist and pinned her down on the bed.

"L-Let go off me!" she squirmed from underneath.

"You are not going anywhere, lady. Let us see what you're hiding." he grimly smiled making (Name) to shot her eyes widened. With a single hand, he removed the blanket off her body as quickly as that but as he did, his eyes widened in surprise seeing his lady dressed so enticingly!

(Name) couldn't have been so much embarrassed right now. She was blushing in pink color as she saw Arthur dropped his jaw open and widened his eyes. She had never imagined him looking at her like that. Her shirt was barely hiding her upper body as it was crumpled at the impact. Her skirt was looking ever so shorter revealing her long legs. She knew that he was intimated by her. They have been intimidated at each other since they have seen each other's body back at the cave. When she thinks about it, it was rather lustful of her to let him undress her like that and her undressing him. She couldn't help but to blush even more when she remembered that time. That time when they kissed with passion. It was so memorable and she remembered it very clearly when she looked at his lips. There were so fierce but soft. She wished she could kiss it again but…

"I-I'm sorry." he blushed and he looked away.

(Name) looked sad as she once again saw his sad eyes again. "N-No, it wasn't your fault." she was able to respond.

Arthur had retuned her gaze again and helped her get up. When he had lifted her up, she sat up but she didn't expect to be forceful that their lips touched but barely brushing it. Both of their eyes widened at the sudden touch. Both of their minds were now mixed with emotions and confusion. They stared at each other as (Name) sat up on the edge of the bed while Arthur knelled. Arthur touched his lips on the spot and (Name) had done the same way too.

Confused eyes meet confused eyes as they continued to stare at each other. Was she really doing the right way? The right way is to avoid loving him? Is it right to avoid loving him? Or is she just scared to love him? Would it be simple not to think what the future brings them if she loved him? Or was she just thinking what is better for the both of them in the future? These questions remained unanswered. (Name) was afraid to choose which is which.

They've realized that they're looking at each other intimidated that Arthur had pushed her back on the bed and him hovering her. (Name) was the one who was so intimidating to look at right now that he couldn't help but to feel the manly-hood inside him to urge him to do this and eyes still stuck at each other's gaze. He started to touch her bare stomach with his hand and massaged it temptingly while the other brushed the back of her neck. (Name), on the other hand, also used her hand on unzipping his shirt but just barely only to see his chest muscles. She was also tempted to touch him that she encircled her arms around his neck to move him closer. They were really feeling the same emotion and confusion that they didn't have the will to stop this moment; the moment when their lips met once again. The feeling they've felt this moment was sadness; a heart-aching moment for the two of them as they share the same feeling of confusion and uncertainty. Every time they glided their lips, there is this certain vague that lingered on their heart and mind whether this is right or wrong. Two souls didn't admit their own feelings.

Arthur was uncertain if he really did the right way. 'Will she reject me again if I kiss her again? Will I ever continue to loss her trust if I swayed myself to lust? But it was not lust; this feeling that I've felt right now, something burning inside me but hurtful at the same way. Was she feeling the same way as me? I cannot understand what it is; this feeling that lingered me whenever I see her happy and this feeling whenever I kiss her this way, touch her this way. Could it be this is what she called love?'

The way they kissed was passionate as their lips touched; lips brushing everywhere as their faces continue to sway in any direction. By the time they stopped, (Name) didn't meet his gaze as she pushed him away that made Arthur hurt. She sat up and said; "I'm so sorry about that. I didn't intentionally want that to happen." she stood up. "Excuse me." she excused herself and left the room.

He watched her exited the room and by the time she disappeared, he felt a burning sensation coming from his chest that he gripped it tightly. It was the same feeling when he lost his mother; this feeling of hurt…

End of chapter 12