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The drive back to the hotel was quiet but calm. Only the sound of the radio playing music in the background broke the silence, though America and Canada didn't mind with the scene from the meeting replaying in their minds. Soon their destination came closer and they quickly parked the car. Immediately, they entered the hotel and headed towards the elevator, taking them to their floor.

America took his glasses off and began to clean them, movements slow and unfocused.

"The other nations are going to ask questions at the next meeting."

Canada let out a long sigh then proceeded to clean his glasses as well. Neither bothered by the language change.

"I know…. What should we say? They won't stop until they have answers."

Both chuckle at the true statement, temporarily forgetting the exhaustion and stress from earlier. The twins clean their glasses, moving their fingers simultaneously in the same slow circular pattern, before placing them back on their faces. Ding! The elevator stopped at their floor and quickly, they head farther down the hallway to their suite and America grabs his key and unlocks the door.

Their suite is spacious, with a small kitchen, bathroom, a large TV and two beds and a couch in a farther part of the room. Canada quickly takes his jacket off and throws it messily onto the couch, followed by his shoes and tie. America does the same. Soon America and Canada are wearing plain t-shirts and sweatpants, relaxing around their room.

"Hey what do you want to eat?"

"Hmm… how about pizza?" Canada thoughtfully asks his twin.

"Alright. But we should probably start speaking English soon, since the pizza guy won't understand us." America chuckled.

"A-a-Al-rig-ht. Le-t's p-pr-rac-tice." Canada challenged.

An hour was spent with the twins making conversation while trying to relearn English. When they were more than decent in the language again, America called and ordered pizza. The rainy weather in England greatly matched their dreary moods at the moment.

The soft carpet in the room seemed to be calling their names as they waited for the pizza. Without realizing it, America had laid down on the floor with his favorite pillow. The pillow had an American flag case and was brought everywhere when the meetings weren't being held in his country.

Canada watched amusedly as his twin put his pillow on the floor and laid down. He decided to join him, with his own favorite Canadian flag pillow. Their bodies mirroring each other, curved to make a circle, facing each other. Blue eyes staring into another set, like a reflection, making them feel like their younger selves when there was no border between them.

Reality disappeared, no longer applying to them, just them and no one else. Their own world, where no one could enter and disturb them. Their eyes started to glaze and droop, their breathing slowing down and mirroring each other as they continued down the path to sleep. Their consciousness was fading quickly. Almost gone until a loud knocking was heard against the door.

Startled and alarmed, they each grabbed a gun from their pillow and quietly went near the door. The knocking continued a little more impatiently. They signaled to each other, ready to fire when needed. The swift movements of the door and the twins, scared the pizza guy who was staring into two ends of the guns being held by America and Canada.

"Um..Pi-pi-zza?!..."

The pizza guy is shaking and puts one hand up in surrender as the other was holding the pizza. Seeing that it was just the pizza and not some dangerous people, America and Canada immediately lowered the guns and put the safety back on.

"Heh. Sorry about that dude! The knocking just startled us!"

"…um..s-sorry…"

America paid the pizza guy and even gave him a large tip, for compensation for pointing guns at him. Shutting the door, America went to the place on the floor where Canada was currently waiting.

"You gave him a large tip right?" Canada distractedly asks, grabbing a large piece of pizza.

"Yup" America replies, popping the 'P'.

As soon as the pizza was finished, America stretched then proceeded to lie back down on the floor. Canada soon followed. Sleep came faster this time and their bodies unconsciously moved closer to each other, breathing synchronized as they slept peacefully.

The wind blew fast and hard, leaves swirling around in an organized dance. The upbeat whistling of the wind had many plants and flowers dancing to it. The whole forest seemed to be in a dance and all were invited to join.

Native America watched her children run through the meadow of flowers, the wind giving them a boost. Petals surrounded them like a veil to hide them from unwanted eyes. The twins' laughter echoed all around from the wind.

"Look Mama! All the flowers are dancing!" Kanata giggles.

"Yes they are."

"Why are they dancing Mama?" Maska asks curiously.

Standing from her spot, Native America walks towards her children, smiling happily at them.

"They dance because they are happy and the wind is giving them music."

"Really!?" Big blue eyes full of innocence and wonder stare at her, making her laugh at her children's cute expression. "Can we dance with them too!?"

"They would like it very much."

"Yay! Mama, can you dance with us as well?"

The twins put on their best big blue eye pout, causing their mother to laugh happily.

"Of course, let's dance!"

The three are dancing along the flowers and wind, forgetting the world outside of the flower veil. Laughter is mixed in with the wind's tune. Twirling, spinning, jumping, so many movements, but somehow they still makes the dance still look graceful. A dance with their mother makes them happy. So happy.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

The loud noise brought the twins from sleep but they didn't care about the person on the other side of the door as they were too comfortable. Wanting to continue in their dream-memory.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

The noise got louder and more frequent and annoying to the sleeping teens. They cuddled closer and soon the knocking stopped. America and Canada were close to sleep again.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

The banging on their door abruptly woke the young nations, making them startled, frenzied and irritated, grabbing their guns just to scare whoever was messing with their sleep time. The aura around them turned dark, irritation and anger flowing in large waves.

America practically threw the door off its hinges as the twins pointed their guns at their 'guests'. Said 'guests' were England, France, Germany, Italy, Japan, Russia, and China. Shock and apprehension was clear on their features as they looked at the tired and irritated America and Canada in front of them.

"What are you guys doing here?" they seethed. Anger rolled off in small waves but was noticed by everyone. No one spoke for a full minute.

"W-we were just checking on you two." England's voice slightly wavering.

"We're fine. You can leave now." Their blank looks gave nothing away, they lowered their weapons and proceeded to close the door.

"Are you sure Mon Petites?" France asks worried.

"Yes." The simultaneous monotone voices of the twins unnerved everyone but Russia who watched amusedly. Before anyone else could speak, America loudly shut the door, even going as far as to make sure they all heard the noises of the locks being secured.

"It seems we won't be getting any more information from them today." Germany's statement had the others start leaving knowing that it was true. Soon the only ones left outside the North Americans' door were England and France.

"What are we going to do?" England whispered upset.

"I don't know."

England and France stood in front of the door for another minute before they each left for their own hotel rooms.

At the next meeting, everyone was nervous and impatient while waiting for America and Canada to arrive. The last meeting still fresh in their minds. Everyone watched the doors like a hawk waiting for their prey to come. Every time the door moved slightly, everyone went rigid and froze just to watch and see if it was America and Canada coming through.

Just as Germany was about to start the meeting, America and Canada loudly opened the doors.

"Sorry we're late but don't worry, the HERO and his sidekick have arrived!"

Quickly, America and Canada took their seats at the end of the table in the same spot as last time. All eyes upon them, watching their every moves. Clearing his throat, Germany gained the attention of every meeting.

"Alright, England you may begin with your presentation."

"Thank you."

England walked towards the podium but still kept an eye on the twins. The meeting continued in an orderly fashion, but nobody was really paying attention, occasionally glancing towards the twins, who were surprisingly, taking notes diligently.

The growing tense atmosphere was not helping anyone, though America and Canada played oblivious to the other nations' looks and agitation. Canada discreetly looked around the room before looking towards his twin, each subtly nodding to each other.

They are definitely going to ask us as soon as break is here or sooner. Probably sooner.

Alright Mattie. We're going with a brief and vague explanation.

What if they don't buy it? What then?

Then we just tell them to their face that it's none of their business.

Hmph. Like they'll listen.

I know what you mean.

The silent conversation between the twins is noticed by many who watched the subtle face changes they made to each other. Many intrigued and confused at their conversation without using words or even secret codes. Even Germany, who was currently giving his presentation, became distracted at watching the twins until he stopped talking in all.

Minutes passed by before America and Canada took notice of all the eyes watching them and the lack of talking. They knew what was going to happen next, so they tried to find a way to escape.

"Is it break time already? Wow time sure does go fast! Come on Canada! Let's go eat!"

However, before they could make it past the table, England and France grabbed their arms and sat them back down in their seats.

"Break hasn't started yet? Aww." America whines.

"No. BUT we have a few questions for both of you. Is that alright?" England watches for any emotion change but none are seen.

"Sure dude. So? What's up?"

Everyone is surprised that they were cooperating easily, since last time they refused to answer at the last meeting, but the nations' were still on guard. They knew the twins will get defensive as soon as they start asking questions about the incident last meeting.

Here we go. The thought chorus between the twins' mental link.

"Alright then, what happened last time?" England cautiously asks.

"We told you guys, we didn't get any sleep the night before. So our mind and body were a little on the…emotional side." America's answer is legitimate but the others know that this is not the answer they are looking for.

"America…we mean…why were you two crying and speaking in a language that none of us know about?" England's patience is wearing thin but hides it under a calm façade.

The other occupants in the room move closer and closer until they surround the two younger nations from all sides. America and Canada scowl as there was no way for them to escape without fighting the others. The blockade is making them feel caged and they don't like it, especially America. It's putting the twins on edge and they just want to leave.

"You guys don't need to know our business." Canada sneers at all the nations, surprising many with his boldness.

"We are just worried that is all," Frances tries to sooth the angry twins.

"No, all of you just want something to gossip about behind our backs. Well guess what? You're not going to know. Ever." The anger coming off of America is enough to make more than enough nations move farther away, to avoid the wrath of the Superpower.

"America! We're just worr-"

"NO! Leave us alone!"

"W-what?"

The immediate language change startled the unsuspecting nations, but it was to be expected, just not so soon. The bitterness and anger towards the other nations grew, making more nations cautiously move away from potential danger.

"Leave us alone!" They cried, before immediately storming out of the room with their messily and crumpled papers thrown into their bags.

"Wait! America! Canada!" England's distressed calls went unheard.

The room is once again speechless at the outburst by the North American twins. The other nations are becoming even more curious and suspicious about the mysterious pasts of America and Canada.

"Damn it!"

America's yelling scares away any birds or animals within the vicinity. After rushing out of the meeting room, the twins immediately drove to an abandoned building that was on the outskirts of London and scheduled to be demolished in a few days. America punched every wall that he could, demolishing a good portion of the building. Canada leans on a wall, watching his twin vent out his anger.

"Guess, the demolishing team won't have much left to demolish after this." Canada's tone is light and playful, just to improve their anger.

"Hehe. Guess you're right. But I did most of the work for them, they will be grateful for it later," America smirked to his twin.

The joking atmosphere lightens their moods considerably. Soon, America joins his twin on the wall, the quiet slightly relaxing them. The wind's soft breeze ruffles the twins' hair, as they stare off into the sky.

"They're more curious now."

Canada's soft whisper is almost not heard by his twin.

"Yeah… What are we going to do now? They can't know about her."

"Don't worry Al, we've kept it a secret for hundreds of years and we'll keep it a secret for all eternity." The determination and confidence shown on Canada's face is enough to boost America's as well.

"You're right, Matt. Anyway we should head back to the hotel. I just want to pack and hurry and go home before the others are done with the meeting. I don't feel like dealing with them for a while."

"Sure, I'll go too. We better hurry if we want to make the next flight."

The next four hours are full of packing, avoiding the other nations, and boarding a plane back to the U.S. The twins relax in first class, happy to finally go home. A movie was currently playing but neither were paying attention to it. They spend their time asleep but subconsciously awake as memories of their past flows freely between them.

Soon, they will be home to see her.

Their mother.

Native America.

I hope you all enjoyed part 2! I am not sure if Part 3 will be the end or if I should have a Part 4. I'm still debating, so tell me what you guys think if you want a Part 4 or not.

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