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You would think they were the main event by the way all the other countries were looking at them. Though Germany was really looking at them, especially that woman, I wonder what he sees. Perhaps it was the gold and shiny ring on her left hand? By this point England and France had migrated over to the buffet table where Japan, Germany, and the still eating Italy stood. Germany lost in thought didn't see their approach, but it was noticed by Japan. Germany really has lost his edge hasn't he?
France was the first to speak."Monsieur Germany what are you looking at so hard? I know the woman is beautiful, but are there not other beautiful things you can search out?" Slowly he sipped the drink that was still in his hand.
England with a shiver agreed with the Frenchman. "Yes, what is so special about the idiot dancing with the woman he brought to the party?" He gave the German an inquisitive glance since Germany's eyes have yet to leave the couple.
Germany's voice was quiet as if he was speaking to himself, but the others heard. "I could have sworn I saw a ring on her left hand."
All the countries stopped and stared at Germany with varying states of shock. Except Italy who was mumbling about how much he loved pasta while eating the food. England's expression was beginning to turn grave. What could this mean?
England looked at Germany with a very serious expression that only he had mastered. "Are you sure Germany? You know what this could mean."
"What could it mean Mister England?" Italy stopped eating long enough to catch up on the conversation that was unfolding before him.
France's voice was calm, "Why America is helping that woman have an affair, of course."
Italy's face turned blue with shock yet he still had enough breath to shout at the others. "No! Mister America would never do that! There must be another reason!"
"I must agree with Italy. There is no way America will have an affair with someone." Japan remained neutral through this.
England puffed up at the refusal from the two countries. "Well, we can find out for sure if we go ask them! Does anyone know where they went?" All the countries turned to Germany as England spoke.
Germany sighing and nodded. "Follow me. They went to one of the side rooms."
"Oh honhonhon. Are we sure we want to find them now?" France winced after England hit him and marched off after Germany tugging him behind the bushy-eyebrow Brit.
All the countries have gathered outside of the room America and this mysterious woman went into. What will they find? Do they really want to know? Why is France acting like this is a field day for him? He does still have his clothes on right?All the countries have gathered by the door, wonder which one of them is going to open the door…
France tried to shoo the nosy countries, mainly England, away. "I say we should just let them have their alone time and-" England hits France to shut him up.
England's cheeks dusted, "Of course we're not going to do that! If America is… you know… we can't allow them to continue!
France gave England a entertained look. "Well if you're so worried about it why don't you open the door?"
"Well… I just… I-" England is cut off by the sound of a door being slammed open
Italy cried and clung to the red faced American. "AMERICA! I HEARD SUCH HORRIBLE THINGS, TELL ME THEY'RE NOT TRUE! THEY SAY YOU'RE HELPING THIS BEAUTIFUL WOMAN HAVE AN AFFAIR!"
America caught off guard let out a huff of air, "ITALY! You can't just barge-"
England cut America off and grabbed Italy. "NO! We'll be the ones to tell YOU what you can and can't do!"
France held a mischievous grin. "Couldn't you just have waited to take her home, America?"
England looked ready to kill France. "Don't encourage such behavior!"
Germany not really wanting to comment, but deciding the conversation needed to get back on track, looked to America's disheveled appearance. "I don't normally agree much with England but I do agree with him on this one, it's just wrong to be having an affair."
America, finally catching on to the conversation, face contorted to confusion. "What? An affair?"
England's body not able to take much more, let off some steam by yelling at the unsuspecting country in front of him. "Yes, you twat!" AN AFFAIR! Don't you understand the situation that you are in?"
France nodded to the boy he knew, "The cat is out of the bag, no use in playing dumb, Monsieur America."
Italy, who was now clinging to someone else, cried, "AMERICA! WHY?! IT'S ALMOST LIKE I DON'T KNOW YOU ANYMORE! NEXT THING YOU'RE GOING TO SAY THAT YOU DON'T LIKE PASTA!"
Japan speaking with the most frustration most of the countries there heard him ever have, chided the crying country. "Italy, don't you understand the situation? It's not the time to be talking about pasta."
Hmm? Who is that that entered the room? I don't recognize him.
Canada in a near inaudible whisper, "Stop arguing guys! It's not what it looks like!"
America was becoming quite angry with his friends. "Yeah! Why don't you guys listen to Canada for once!"
England glared at the nation. "Stop spitting out nonsense to get out of- AHHH CANADA! How long have you been here?"
Canada's voice quietens as he disappears. "I've been here…"
Germany's expression became very stern and was almost as good as England. "America… I have half a mind to beat you to punish you for what you are doing. I thought you were better than this."
"You guys aren't even giving me a chance to speak… You didn't even bother listening to Canada..." The bright-eyed nation was becoming dispirited by the others' lack of cooperation.
England roared, "THERE IS LITTLE FOR YOU TO EXPLAIN! We have to reprimand you and make sure we put you on the right track again! No little brother of mine is going to act this way!"
France, not making the situation decided to put in his two cents. "And if you do act this way you should definitely not do it with England around, such a spoil sport."
England turned to the blonde. "What did I say about encouraging him?!"
America barely whispered, "But guys, it's not an affair."
England turned back to the younger nation after finishing throwing punches at France. "Enough! I will not listen to any excuse that you tell me!"
Oh, there's a sight for sore eyes. It's America's longtime Frenemy, Mexico came walking down the hallway to find out what all the commotion was about.
Mexico, catching on pretty quickly, tried to help his frenemy. "Calm down muchachos, like my friend Canada said earlier, it's not what it looks like."
France had a far away look on his face. "Oh? Was Canada here?"
Canada fades in, in less than a whisper he says, "Yes! I've been here the..." Then faded out.
England turned his accusatory eyes towards the newly joined country. "You knew about this Mexico? I thought better about you!"
Mexico, not liking the insult, cut out a cold response. "Yes, I've known about this and you would too if you cared to actually spend time with your little hermano that you claim to care so much about."
"How dare yo-" However, before England could finish Mexico cut him off.
"Regardless if you believe me or not, can you all at least calm down?"
France, again not helping, grinned into his words. "Well i've been calm this whole time."
"I haven't the foggiest of what you're talking about, i've been calm." The Brit had his arms crossed not looking at any of the ones gathered.
Japan deadpanned, "You weren't calm England, Italy was more calm than you."
Germany nodded to agree with his friend.
England's face dusted into another color once again while his words became quick and hard to hear. "Whatever, you act like I was overreacting or something."
Oh poor England, I don't think he likes people seeing that he cares about America. At this point the beautiful woman who was behind America listening to the unfolding conversation leaves his side.
She smiled as if she had heard nothing and gave a forced farewell. "Well this was an eventful night. I am pleased to have met you all, but I must head home, so if you would excuse me."
Mexico linked his arm with hers before speaking directly to the others. "I'll walk you to the door, make sure los hombres don't bother you on your way out."
Her lips turned into a genuine smile. "Thank you Mexico, I appreciate it."
As Mexico walks with the mystery woman, the crowd in and outside the room thins out. Only England and America are left, do I sense melodrama?
England, calmest he has been all night, "America, why did you bring that harlot?"
America who was holding his anger back became furious. "She's not a harlot, you got that!" Taking a deep breath, so he could continue more calmly. "You would know who she was if you had actually shown up."
England for once was confused. "Shown up? Shown up to what?"
America eye's held a far away look, "You know, I was really happy that day. And I was hoping to share that with everyone… especially my big bro."
"What are you-" England tried to question him, but was given no chance.
"I understand why no one else showed up, but I had expected at least you to show up. I thought you would have gotten better about actually coming and visiting than back then. I mean even Mexico showed up; me and him aren't exactly the bestest of friends but he still showed."
Frustrated the Englishman tried again, "America… I have no idea-"
America who usually was so dumbly bright held a down casted shadow. "It doesn't matter. I'll see you later."
America pushes up away from the wall he had lent on as he spoke to England, and walks out the room leaving a poor, confused and guilt stricken England in the room all by his lonesome. But what was all that about?
A/N: Well chapter 2 is up! Thank you so much for reading! Thank you especially to Aph Native America, pastaaddict, and ElricGurl the Hetalian for reviewing! If you want more or have any suggestions let me know please! Also, thanks again to my friend who helped write this! *round of applause* Thanks for reading! Bye Bye!
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