Hey everyone! I read some of your comments and noticed that my computer thought Arthur was author. Sorry for any confusion. Anyways, I do not own Hetalia or it's characters...So I hope you are enjoying this so far! :) And I'm sorry if it seems a little rushed. I'm working on it.

America:

It's been three days since I was in the hospital. Thankfully, Britain was there, so I was never lonely. Then again, I, the hero, would think of something...right? The bad part was that the hospital staff didn't have the lights on. I begged them to turn them on, but apparently the hero cannot be exposed to light yet. I hope they will turn them on soon...I want to see Britain and the doctors, the room I was in and what the bed was like as well.

The one thing I didn't get was when the sky was light. Was I always awake at night? I never got it, but never really wanted to ask either... Today basically Britain and I talked more of how life was in Britain and how me, the hero, was and also how life in America was as well. And we fell quiet for a few minutes, or so, and nothing else was coming to mind.

"Is it me, or does this day seem to be longer than usual?" I find myself asking.

"Hm...I don't know. I guess so. Maybe just because you're awake longer than normal." Britain answered.

"I see...that's probably it." I say, yawning and stretching. My eyes felt awfully itchy today, and I wanted to rub them badly. The thing is, Britain told me it was bad to do that...but it itched so bad! I tried forcing my hand down on the blankets, but my hand just seemed to move up to my eyes. I froze, my hand was touching my face...right?! If so,...then what's this fabric?

I then notice what was going on, and my breathing starts to speed up. I was in a hospital...because of an accident...that took my eyesight away. My body starts to shake a little. Both hands were feeling around my head. The bandages were only around the eyes and it went around my head. So the reason why I couldn't see any light...was because...I had bandages over my eyes...?

"A-america..." Britain stuttered softly, sounding worried.

"I have bandages." I started freaking out. "I can't see..."

"It's temporary." he cut me off, stopping me from freaking out.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I questioned.

Hesitation, "I...The doctor said when you woke up, it would be hard for you to understand...Then, I tried to keep it away." hesitation still in his voice. "I...I'm sorry." it sounded like he was crying. I smiled, loosening up.

I turned towards his voice and opened my arms up, "Come here. Let the hero save you from your tears." A few seconds later I felt his arms around me. I slowly closed him in on a hug, pulling him in tight.

After a few minuets, he quickly pushed away, "The bloody hell; I'm fine, now." he barked, barely speaking the now part. I couldn't help but laugh. "Wa-what?" he quickly studdered. I didn't answer, but I still laughed. I don't know what I found so funny. Maybe it was the way Britain was reacting. It took a little while until I calmed down and smiled.

"Britain..you are so funny." I laugh.

"Wha..? I am not!" he disagreed. I smiled, feeling heat in my cheeks. Again? I thought. This wasn't the first time I had this feeling. I would have to say this feeling started around a month or so ago when we had a meeting. I looked to him explaining what we should do and the feeling just sprung. This feeling...it was love, I believe. I believe this because, I do like Britain...a lot. "Is something the matter?" he asked.

I tilted my head a little, "Nothing is. Why?"

"You just seemed like you were staring somewhere in space." Britain laughed.

"Hard to stare if you can't see anything..." I forced a small smile, even though I was right. I hated this now even more. I couldn't see that face, see what he was feeling, see what he was thinking. What if, right now, he could be sad and I needed to comfort him, but I can't because I don't see his face! My smile went neutral and I bit my lip. Gosh darnit! I thought as my lip started to quiver. Don't cry... It's not THAT bad. Right?!

I hear a small laugh before arms brought me into another hug. "A-Arther?!" I stuttered, shocked, as my cheeks burned up. No response. I smiled, and loosened up a bit, and put my arms around him for the second time.

"Some hero." I heard him mutter.

"Hey!" I jokingly yelled, pushing him of our embrace.

He laughed in response, put his hand on my head and giving me a small noogie, "You never change...do you?"

"I grew! And I matured, so there!" I exclaimed, crossing my arms and giving him a pouty face.

Britain sighed, "I guess that's true." He took his hands away from my body (one on the shoulder from when Alfred pushed him away from their hug and one on his head) and I felt a small emptiness. Was I urging for his touch? Or his comfort? Or, just...him? I didn't understand fully what I wanted, but I quickly grabbed his wrist. I had no idea what I was doing; it was like my body was controlling me.

"Wha-what is it?!" Arther asked, sounding a little shocked. I couldn't answer. I didn't know what I wanted. "H-hey! If you have nothing to say, let go of my hand!" he yelled. I smiled, pulling him close.

"Could I ask a favor?" I hear myself ask. I then knew what I wanted...and if he didn't feel the same way, well then, that's fine.

"What?" he asked lowly.

"Kiss me." I could feel him tense up, his muscles in his arm kinda gave it away.

"Wha-what?!" he stuttered, again sounding shocked.

"You heard me..." I gave an evil smile, pulling him closer. My lips met lips; his lips, and again Britain tensed up a little, only to loosen and return it back. We broke after what seemed like hours, and blush covered my face. I was glad actually. I finally let my feelings out.

"A-america." Britain stated, sounding a little unsure of what just happened. I, as well, was confused a little my self of what happened.

"Britain...I." I started, hugging him; since he was close. "I love...you." I confessed slowly, blush covered my face.

He embraced me as well, giving out a small laugh, "I'm glad..." he whispered into my ear. "I love you too." My heart started to race quickly. He...He likes me too?! I thought happily, tightening our embrace.

"I'm glad as well...So glad." I smiled. He cupped my face and turned my head to him for another kiss.

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