I just wanted to say before I start this that I really appreciate all of the support you've been giving me! This is the first fanfiction I've ever written, and so I was really worried that people wouldn't like it, but it seems like in quite a shot time it's done quite well. Honestly I never expected anyone to even favourite it… or notice it… but I just wanted to say thank you ^_^ hopefully I'll get some more written before too long, but as I said, I'm not very experienced so don't expect too much from me ^_^;

"Oh great, now he's left; how am I supposed to make sense of this?" I muttered to myself. I could have gone to see the school nurse because of my illness, but she probably wouldn't do anything about it unless it was a persisting problem, and that means I would have to wait to find out, and I really didn't want to do that. That settled it; on the weekend I would go into the village and buy a test from the pharmacy. Until then, I would read up on the symptoms and see if they matched up. I let one of my hands rest on my stomach, which was still flat, but I'd lost the definition of the muscle and it was a little tender. I'd just assumed that it was because I'd not been training enough recently or something.

I walked to the library and pondered what it would be like to be pregnant. I'd definitely get more attention and it'd probably be incredibly uncomfortable too. It was about eight months until all of my exams too, which meant that it could really create a problem if something happened in an exam or something along those lines. I still wondered how Francis would react, but I didn't want to say anything until I was absolutely positive and had some kind of conclusive proof about it. My brothers would have mixed reactions; that was clear. Sealand probably wouldn't care, but Scotland and Northern Ireland would probably threaten to beat Francis senseless, but I guess that would be to be expected. I would have to tell Ireland about it too; when I called him about Francis the first time, he just told me that it wasn't his business, but perhaps he'd feel differently about this.

My boss… I shuddered to think what he would say about it, to be honest. If he told me to get rid of it though, I know I wouldn't. I really didn't want to think about it…

When I got to the library at last, I checked to make sure there was no-one there. The only people there were the woman behind the desk, and Liechtenstein, but they wouldn't be able to see me where the books were, so I'd be fine. Liechtenstein was nice; I liked to spend time with her occasionally, when his brother left her alone for a while. I decided I'd look at a book, and then I'd go and talk to her, since I hadn't seen her in a while.

I got to the section and looked into the book. It said:

You may feel unusually tired in the first few weeks of pregnancy. This is probably due to rising levels of the hormone progesterone. You may start feeling sick, and even vomit, between about the 2nd and 8th week of pregnancy. Although this is often called 'morning sickness' it can happen to you at any time of the day or night.

Well I had been feeling sick and rather tired too, but that could have been a lot of other things. All of the other symptoms were a little too far along so I put the book back, feeling self-conscious, just in case someone walked up behind me. I walked over to where Liechtenstein was sat and took a seat next to her. "Hello there Lilli," I said politely "How are you today?"

"Good thanks; thank you for asking. How are you Arthur?" she said with a sweet smile.

"Same; what's the book about?" I asked looking down at the book she was reading. She and I had an awful lot in common, including our love of reading, embroidery, the countryside and general peace and quiet. She put the bookmark in and closed the book so I could take a look. It was "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen. "Oh, I like that book!" I said enthusiastically "I love how it challenges the conventions of the day, and shows the importance of love and family."

Lilli nodded "Yes, me too. I think it is very good so far, but this is my first time reading it, so I don't know how it ends yet." She said earnestly. I smiled again and asked her what pert she was at "oh, I'm only at chapter 6, but it's very good." She looked me in the eye "What aren't you in lessons? I was let out, because Vash didn't want me to be in the lesson, because he said it was inappropriate for me."

"I just wasn't feeling very well and was a little sick this morning, but I feel a bit better now that I've had a good rest." Her face fell a little at hearing I was ill, but not much as I smiled back to her trying to make sure she knew I was fine.

"Has Francis been looking after you today?" she asked innocently, she probably wasn't even allowed to know what sex was, perhaps that was why Switzerland had her leave the class.

"No, I'm not that ill, and he had his own lessons to be worrying about. As I said, it's probably just something I ate or a bug." I tried to convince myself as well as her at this point. I really didn't want to be pregnant; it would make life incredibly difficult for me; that's for sure. We sat in silence until Switzerland walked in.

"Lilli, class is over, let's go home." I forgot that they didn't board like everyone else, but everyone was too scared of his gun to question it. "England." He said nodding at me; I nodded back. He was a little less worried about me spending time with Liechtenstein since I'd been outed by America. I guess he was just worried that someone would try to corrupt her or defile her in some way. He, like me, couldn't bear the thought of her losing her innocence. She was such a sweet little girl, and it just seemed like a little of it would be lost. He still didn't trust her with Francis though…

I decided to go back to my room if class was over, because Francis would wonder where I was if he got back and I wasn't there. When I got there he hadn't arrived yet, so I just sat on the bed and started to read the book I had on my bedside table; I loved the peace and quiet. I smiled to myself at the serenity of the moment as I let the real world fade out and engrossed myself entirely in the book.

"Angleterre?" I looked up from my book.

"What" I said maybe a little too sharply… he was used to it so it didn't really matter but I still wished I could be a little more socially apt.

"Are you feeling better?" he said looking concerned and a little tired from his day. I nodded, but made sure to add that I still felt a little unwell. "Does that mean no-"

"Yes it does! Git." He looked disappointedly at me, but didn't pester me anymore on the topic… for a while anyway.

"So… what plans do you have for the weekend?" he whispered in my ear wrapping his arms around my waist. Shit. I had to go to town to buy that test, but I couldn't do that if he was with me!

"I think I might go for a walk by myself; I've got a lot of things on my mind." I said trying not to cause him to get suspicious.

"What's on your mind?" he said breathily, his voice tickling my neck.

"It's none of your business, frog!" I said testily. "I don't have to be with you all the time! I like to spend time alone you know!" I snapped at him. He didn't say anything for a moment, but kept his grip around my waist. My thoughts wondered to what it'd be like if I was pregnant. Would he even be able to fit his arms around my waist? Would he be disgusted? Would he stay with me until the end, or leave me at the first sign of trouble?

What of my school mates? What would they think? Would I be ridiculed, or taunted? How long until I'd start to show? How long until I didn't fit into my normal clothes anymore? My clothes are meant to be tight on a skinny teen, not a pregnant one. I sighed.

"What's wrong?" I tilted my head to the side as he rested his next to mine on my shoulder.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just tired and I still feel a little ill." That was partially true, but I still didn't know how to tell him; words have never been my strong point, and this wasn't something I could postpone until he found out himself. How could I be so stupid! "What's the time?" I asked trying to change the subject.

"Uh, Half past four?" why did he say it as a question… he was probably just wondering why I changed the subject so abruptly. Only half past four though… it was going to be a long day. We usually just had sex and lay down together, but I didn't feel much like that, nor was I tired enough to go to sleep yet. I didn't have any homework, and neither did the frog, so there really was nothing to do but talk, but I couldn't think of anything to say.

"So… what did you do today?" he asked trying to make conversation.

"Well I went to the library for a while and sat with Liechtenstein… Do you think Switzerland is a little too controlling of her though? I mean, she was there because he didn't approve of the content of the lesson, and that's not the first time that's happened." France took a moment to consider.

"Well, I guess he doesn't want to ruin such a pure and innocent girl. Maybe he's saving her for him-"

"Shut up!" I said trying to get the image of Switzerland sodomizing Liechtenstein out of my head.

"You're the one who started it, and I was just telling you what I thought!" He argued back.

"Yes, well I didn't like what I heard!"

"That's not my fault!"

"Shut up!" I turned away from him and pulled my book out from the drawer.

"Oh, don't read that, you're so boring when you read." He whined at me and straddled my lap. I just rested the book on his chest, and kept reading. He moaned again and started whining at me too "Angleterre, if we can't have sex we have to do something else!"

"Piss off, I'm not in the mood, you git." I replied pushing the book into his chest, so that he was lying on my legs as I read my book, using his chest as a table. It must've looked weird to anyone who could've walked in… especially considering he didn't thing clothes were a necessity. I rolled my eyes and kept reading. He seemed content for a while; with my bare arms pressing down on him, but soon he got a little restless.

"That book is going to leave marks." He snapped getting a little peeved at my lack of attention. I just looked at him bored with his moaning.

"If I'm that boring, you can sleep in your own room tonight." I said sharply. He quieted down after I said that.

After another fifteen minutes though, he must have reached his limit, because he suddenly sat up and kissed me hard on the lips; crushing "little women" between our bodies. His hands were pulling off my clothes before I could tell him to fuck off, but I guess I had been neglecting him for a whole hour…

"Just because we can't have the sex, doesn't mean we can't do anything else, right?" he whispered in my ear, the way he loved to do "What if I let you go on top this time?" he was purring into my ear. A grin slowly spread over my face; topping sounded… well topping, from the way Frances always seemed to enjoy it.

This time I acted; I closed the space between our lips, and climbed over him with his legs spread wide. What did he usually do? Then I remembered the bottle of lube in our drawer; I got it out and put some on my fingers, and then some on my cock, which was already erect and ready.

I took one of my fingers and pushed it inside the Frenchman, who moaned like a whore. I moved it around a little, then put in another and scissored them a little. I loved seeing him moan beneath me. His face was pink and his eyes were tightly shut in the ecstasy of it all; his mouth was moaning in dirty French I wish I could've understood; then I remembered about my errection and took out my fingers and lined up my shaft with his opening and slowly moved in. He bit his lip and moaned more, now he'd understand how hard it was to be quiet.

After a moment, I started thrusting; slowly at first, but picking up speed. Soon, I knew I'd hit the place that made me cry out in pure pleasure, because that's what he was doing beneath me. He bucked his hips up and I leant forward to kiss him. I felt his hot lips on mine and his tongue dancing around mine in bliss. He came after a moment, and me just after; that's how we fell asleep.

Wah! This chapter is so short! I'm sorry, but at least it's a new update ^_^ I have some exams this week, so I really just needed to procrastinate a little. I let myself have a few jokes in here; I hope they're not too terrible. Please tell me your thoughts, comments are love, and I have a few questions for you people :D

How do you think Francy-Pants should react when Iggy tells him?

How will Iggy's brothers react?

How much are you looking forward to the new season of hetalia?

And finally, what would you like more of in this story, and what would you like less of, so I know what to write ^_^; I'm very new to all of this.