Chapter 1

"Ok, so do we all agree that this year's The World's Voice contest will be at Japan's place?" America was again on the podium yelling, France and England trying to get him to calm down. "Yes" All the countries were already in a hurry to choose their songs, some went to find partners others chatting about what to wear. "Umm.. sorry to intrude" Japan relentlessly trying to get everyone attention. But it was futile because of Japan little voice. Countries continued to talk over Japan when...

"SHUT UPPP" finally an outburst of annoyance from the opposite side of the table. China stood up arms cross, concentrating hard then open his eyes with an intense stare; eyes full of dignity "sit and listen to Japan aru" all eyes on China."Jeez, all you nations know how to do is make a ruckus and screw stuff up" Everyone shuffled back to their assigned spots. He went back in his chair leaning against it, legs crossed. Japan nodded in gratitude toward China and continue what he was saying

"Because it will be in Tokyo all songs have to be a vocaloid ones" Luckily most of the world knew what this was which made it easier for them to choose, they all also spoke Japanese. "Also does everyone know which hotel they're staying at?" Everyone nodded and went to there regular chatting. The WVC(world's voice contest) was in a week.

All countries were very excited and eager to win, for the prize was a 5 star trip to France for two then a fantastic cruise across the Atlantic Ocean where they land in Cuba for another 3 days.

England need those tickets, so he could ask China. He couldn't fight his feelings any longer But he worried what if China didn't feel the same and he was rejected or most likely not even win.

England was up against the world, there was a lot of competition to beat. This all going through his brain till America's voice woke him. "Hey, Brit want to team up them we can win for sure with a hero your side!" thinking if he went with America he might have a better chance. But then he would have to share the prize with him, England looked at him and sighed "sorry America I think I am going solo" and left the room with many following behind, chatting loudly about the contest and signing their names on the sign-up sheet. All but England

One: he had to impress the judges enough just to win the tickets

Two: he had to impress China, so he would go out with him

Both impossible Arthur thought. He knew very little of China, and what would be meaningful to win him over.

He was going to need help, but.. the only guy he could think of was the pervy France. Scratching his head in frustration, Arthur shiftly turned and went around to see which nations weren't busy.

America, no way England was foolish enough to ask him. Japan, he was busy with preparations. Spain, he already hand his hands full helping the brothers with their song but has yet to converting him to even participate. Russia,Hong Kong,,Germany don't even ask.

The only one left was France, he was his very very last resort. Knowing France was his only option England search through the crowd knowing he would likely be flirting with some of the female countries so he walked over to the room's only exit waiting for the French nation to pass by.

*Bam* "ah!" England looked down to see a small nation with silky jet black hair put into a ponytail on the floor rubbing the back of his head. Paper scattered everywhere "Watch where you're goin..!"

Yao opened his eyes to see England blonde hair shining in the sun, his green eyes; so full of emotion staring at him holding out his hand. Both turned breaking their gaze, checks a light pink.

"Well are you going to take my hand or what?" England spatted. China sat there for mere second then swatted his hand away, "I am fine" and ran toward the elevator "Thanks anyway" The doors clapped shut and he was gone.

England watch as China left the building, when France came up from behind scaring the nation. "Bloody hell France!" France laughed "What was that mon ami" France placed a hand on England's shoulder. "It's all your fault, because I couldn't find you" France, surprised looked at England taking his hand off his tall shoulder "I see you have grow a liking to monsieur China no"

England's face lit up like a lamp post, "Ma..maybe" England couldn't believe what he just said. "I mean what.. no.. a little.. no way!" England plopped down to the ground and groaned. France slid down beside him. "Do you mind?" Whispered England so no one else would hear, France was surprised to hear England so quiet "Can you help me?" England looked up to France with desperate eyes. "How can I say no to that" France answered with a smile.

China slammed the door behind him, darted into his bed. Pillows of all colours flew into the air, drowning China in a small heep. His face a flaming red, he couldn't get his mind of England. All he ever thought about after the storm was England, England, England. Yao hated it, but love it. Snuggling up to his giant Hello Kitty toy, he was definitely fond of England; but did he love him.

Burying his head in shame, then an idea spurg in his little head. "I'll use this contest to confess to England!" waving his hands in the air "By using the cover of a song I'll sing everything, IT'S BRILLIANT" A frown washed over his face, falling back into the bunch of pillows.

"Ok, I am I going crazy I can't even sing" his index finger placed on his chin "What song would fit? Ah ha Japan!"

China dashed through the streets of Tokyo, racing past building after building till he reached a large glass dome. Advertisements masked the outer side, lights flashed everywhere China turned; even if it was day. Yao advanced into the building, a hall spammed around the sides and connected at the end. A wall bordered the inside.

In the inside hall the place was bustling with people, running back and forth. Setting up for the contest, through the doors of the giant concert hall; Japan was ordering workers left and right. The stage was at the end of the circular building, maroon red seats covered the top rows and left the ground empty for the countries.

It looked just like a hockey stadium, but a stage to fill the back end. Neon light fixtures were being hung up by the front of the stage, and spotlights were being tested in on the very top row of the stadium. Yao walked down the alley to Kiku who was at the very bottom talking to some teenagers.

When he reached the bottom Japan finally noticed him, he nodded to the teenagers and they ran to stage, through the curtain which lead back stage. "Nii-san?" Kiku turned to face Yao "what are you doing here?"

"WOW, Japan you have been doing a great job"

"This is just the beginning" Kiku turned to give the signal the angle was right to one spotlight testers

"I bet it will look great aru!"

"I just hope the giant blow-up burger gets here" Yao laugh

"Blow-up burger aru?"

"You will see" They both laughed

"I have a favor to ask aru"

"A favor" Japan titled his head

"I was.. well… can you help me with the contest" China blurted out. Japan stared at his brother then began to giggle "what are you laughing at aru!?" Embarrassed China almost punching Japan. "Sorry sorry" Controlling himself Japan's face went back to its seriously self.

"Okay I'll help, training will start tomorrow" China smiled from ear to ear.

"REALLY ARU!"beamed with joy "Oh thank you Kiku" China ran in for a hug, but Japan turned to dodge the attack."Nii-san you know you are being rather loud"

"You're no fun anymore aru" he waved before he left; back up the stairs and out of the building. His smile so bright it was blinding.