Yami Ryo: You all have akuoni to thank for me even posting this. She's been very encouraging and gave me the inspiration I needed to even keep doing this, she also did the summary for me! How awesome is she! Freakin' amazing!

Full Summary: When America sits Sealand down for a talk... There are some misunderstandings. At the world meeting, Peter declares he will be the most powerful nation and America his wife. Alfred gives him an ultimatum of three things he needs to do to make this claim a reality.

Disclaimer: Yami does not own hetalia. That should be pretty damn obvious.

Warning: Yaoi, sort-of engagements, cursing, weirdness, and pathetic attempts at romance by the author. Btw, It's only rated M cause that's how I rate everything for 'just in case' purposes. I tend to put a lot of violence and cussing in everything so...

Chapter One: Dealing Hearts

America hummed to himself walking down the street towards the UN building. In his hands he was fiddling with a string in his hands trying to make the Eiffel Tower with the string and his hands. He quietly cursed when he missed a step, he was so focused on his string he did not notice the child scowling and waiting for him to notice them.

"Hey you!" The kid shouted, America jumped in surprise and lowered his hands to look at the child.

"Oh, Sealand. Hey kiddo how ya doin'?" America asked with a bright smile, Sealand scowled at him.

"Today you will acknowledge me as a nation!" Sealand shouted his frustration and determination bleeding into his voice and posture, America sighed in response.

"Oh boy. Sealand why don't you come with me, I think it's about time you and I have a talk," America told him gently. Sealand looked up at him with complete shock. America was the first nation that had not outright laughed at him when he said that. He was so surprised that he silently followed after America. America found a bus bench close by and sat down patting the spot next to him. Sealand sat down and America offered him some of the string with a kind smile. Sealand blushed and put his fingers through some of the loops. "We're trying to make the Eiffel Tower. Now Sealand I know how badly you want to be a nation. To be strong and independent and to be able to make your own rules to care for your own people and not have to depend on anyone." America told him softly, Sealand looked up at him surprised at America's understanding for his situation. Sealand could not help it, he teared up a little sniffling.

"How come I can't be a nation? If someone would just acknowledge me then I could do all those things! I can contribute to the world too!" Sealand shouted sniffling and fighting back tears. America smiled and brushed his fingers with Sealand's.

"Listen, I know how you feel. I used to be a tiny colony you know. But you must understand that it's not so simple to become a nation. You have to earn that right, you have to become strong and independent. You must prove to everyone that you can be a great nation without anyone's help. You can't just walk up to others and demand that they acknowledge you as a nation. Do you understand?" America spoke gently and with great kindness and understanding. Sealand sniffled and wiped at his eyes with the back of his wrist and nodded.

"Yeah, I understand. But I do try, and I just want to be a nation real bad." Sealand complained. America smiled brightly at him.

"I know you try and someday I know you'll succeed. You just need to keep trying, try harder to become the nation I know you'll be someday. I have every confidence that you'll be great one day." America told him confidently, Sealand looked up at him in awe. "I believe in you, now you just need to believe in yourself too." America gave him a kind smile and pulled their hands apart. The string revealed the pattern of a soaring bird and Sealand looked at it in amazement warmth blossoming in his chest, America chuckled. "Not the Eiffel Tower but I think it suits you much better. Some day you'll soar." America said with a wink. Sealand blushed and smiled up at America his heart pounding.

"Thanks America." Sealand voiced sincerely. America grinned and brushed his fingers against Sealand's again before pulling his hands away free of the string. Sealand looked down at his hands and saw that the image of the bird flying was still there held in his own hands without any help at all. He beamed looking back up at America.

"You can call me Alfred. I know you'll do your best Sealand and you'll prove to everyone that you are something amazing." America smiled with confidence and Sealand beamed with happiness his heart jumping all over the place. America made his way to the UN building and Sealand sat on the bus bench looking at the string in his hands his thoughts all over the place. Reaching a decision Sealand hopped up from the bench stuffed the string in his pocket and raced after America.

He followed after America shyly peeking around corners and trying to make sure that America did not see him. America thought this was actually kind of cute and pretended not to notice. Of course the other nations were not amused. England annoyed with Sealand's stalking eventually yanked him from under the meeting table by the arm.

"What are you doing in here you blasted child?" England demanded, America chose this moment to stand up himself and slap the back of England's head light enough he was not seriously hurt but hard enough for it to sting badly.

"Let him go England, he's just trying to learn." America snapped, England let go of Sealand to grab at the back of his head.

"Bloody fuck! What did you do that for you great git?" England shouted angrily. America rolled his eyes at England.

"You're such a wuss. Leave Sealand alone he hasn't done anything." America told him annoyed.

"He's not supposed to even be here, he's not a nation! So what is he doing here?" England demanded. America opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by Sealand.

"I've decided!" Sealand shouted so all the nations gathered could hear. America and everyone else looked at him in surprise. Sealand got up onto the table his stance showing complete confidence and happiness.

"What have you decided you little bugger?" England demanded annoyed.

"I've decided that I'm going to be the greatest nation ever and Alfred is going to be my wife!" Sealand announced to everyone. It was dead silent for a moment before everyone excluding America, Finland, and Sweden burst out laughing. America's cheeks flushed and he looked up at Sealand in a mix of concern and sadness, Finland looked horrified and worried, Sweden looked sort of scary like usual but inside he was feeling a little proud of the small colony.

"Like America would ever marry you!" England guffawed, America scowled at England and Sealand glared.

"Shut up jerk Arthur! You don't know anything!" Sealand shouted stomping his foot. America smacked the back of England's head again just a little harder making him immediately stop laughing to grab his head and cuss America out under his breath. America held out a hand to Sealand.

"Sealand I think we should have another talk." America told him gently. Sealand beamed at him and took his hand.

"Okay!" He agreed happily. The other nations kept laughing and Finland and Sweden followed the two out into the hall. America led Sealand to the empty coffee room and had him sit in a chair, America sat opposite him and Finland and Sweden stood outside the door eavesdropping.

"Sealand why would you want to marry me?" America asked gently hoping it would be something silly and easily brushed aside. Sealand beamed at him.

"Cause you're pretty and you're nice to me. You said you believe in me and nobody else does." Sealand looked so sad at the last part that America had to fight off the urge to hug him.

"Now that's not true. I'm sure Finland and Sweden believe in you." America offered. Sealand shook his head.

"No, they say they do but I know they don't. You're the only one that's ever really believed in me. You talked to me like an adult and you were really nice to me. You didn't treat me like a baby or a stupid kid." Sealand told him sincerely. America bit his lip thoughtfully.

"But Sealand you can do much better than me. I'm getting old and I'm not all that smart, my nation is sorta falling apart at the seams. You should find someone better." America told him kindly. Sealand shook his head stubbornly.

"No! You're beautiful and smart and you're not old and you're an awesome nation! I want you to be my wife and nobody else!" Sealand voiced stubbornly. America sighed casting about in his mind for something to deter the smaller colony. He paused thoughtfully and looked Sealand dead in the eyes completely serious.

"I'll make a deal with you Sealand." America proposed. Sealand looked up at him curiously. "If you really want to marry me then you'll have to do a few things first." Sealand straitened up in his seat a determined frown on his face.

"What do I have to do?" Sealand asked seriously, Finland and Sweden listened in more concerned than before.

"The first condition is that for us to be married you must be taller than me and a nation first. The second condition is that you can't be in love with someone else. The third condition is that you must bring me one thousand blue roses." America proposed with an indulgent smile. Sealand looked worried for a moment before his resolve strengthened and he looked America dead in the eyes with complete determination and confidence.

"I'll do it! You just wait for me, I'll be the biggest and best nation ever and I'll get you the best roses and we'll be happy together!" Sealand vowed determined. Sealand ran out of the room to get started right away and Finland and Sweden entered the coffee room.
"Why would you make a deal like that?" Finland demanded. Sweden said nothing trying to judge America's intention silently, America sighed.

"By the time Sealand is a nation he's bound to have fallen in love with someone else, besides where is he gonna get one thousand blue roses?" America snorted. Finland sighed running his fingers through his hair.

"I th'nk h'll s'pr's y'." Sweden interjected. Finland sighed again and America frowned and shook his head.

"Even if he does somehow manage to get one thousand blue roses he'll only ever be as tall as England." America replied confidently. Finland shook his own head this time with a small smile.

"I think he'll actually be pretty tall, Australia is." Finland refuted with a small smile. "Seems like one day you'll be our son in law." Finland giggled a little and Sweden chuckled. America blushed and shook his head with a small smile.

The next day as America walked to the UN building for the next round of meetings he was stopped by a familiar voice.

"Wait Alfred!" Sealand called out America stopped to see Sealand running towards him. He smiled when Sealand came to a stop in front of him.

"Hey Sealand." America greeted with a kind smile. Sealand blushed and smiled shyly up at America.

"You can call me Peter. I have a present for you!" Sealand raised his hands to show him a rather lovely white daisy. America beamed happily at him.

"That's so sweet! Thank you Peter." America said accepting the flower with a grateful smile. Sealand beamed up at him his cheeks an adorable rosy pink.

"It's not a rose but I'm gonna get you a whole ton of roses all by myself! I'll have a whole boat load just for you." Sealand promised, America blushed but smiled, it was a very sweet idea.

"You're such a charmer Peter." America told him with a small laugh. He bent down and gave him a small peck on the cheek. Sealand looked up at him in awe when America pulled away his cheeks flushed darker. America chuckled at how adorable Sealand was and tucked the daisy in his ear. "How's that look?" Sealand blushed even harder beaming shyly.

"Beautiful." Sealand mumbled bashfully toeing the ground. America beamed at him.

"You're so sweet." America told him. "Will you walk with me to the meeting?" Sealand nodded eagerly and took his hand. They walked together to the meeting talking about comic books and super heroes. America could not remember the last time he had sincerely laughed so much or genuinely enjoyed someone else's company.

Finland stumbled across them after a while a worried look on his face. Seeing the two interacting brought a smile to his face, it was so sweet. Finland watched the two fondly before the sight of France sneaking up on them made him frown.

France smirked and while America was distracted by Sealand he seized the opportunity and America's butt. America yelped jumping away from France and curling his fist to punch him in the head. Before he could punch him however Sealand had already landed a good solid punch to France's 'vital regions'.

"Stay away from my fiancee!" Sealand demanded furiously. America covered his mouth as France writhed on the floor, his eyes teared up as he tried to stifle his laughter. "Pervy jerk!" Sealand hissed angrily. America put his hand on Sealand's shoulder to calm him down.

"Good shot Peter!" America complimented beaming down at him. Sealand looked up at America happily.

"Really?" Sealand asked happily. America nodded.

"Mah hero." America sighed dramatically with a southern drawl, Sealand blushed and beamed striking a more 'heroic' pose.

"I'll protect you Alfred." Sealand promised confidently. America smiled and shook his head.

"You're so sweet, but I'm a hero to so I don't need protecting." America assured him, Sealand pouted.

"Then I'll just protect you from perverts like that jerk France." Sealand told him stubbornly. America grinned and nodded.

"Okay Peter." America agreed indulgently. Finland stifled a giggle watching the exchange. France got up with a scowl.

"You little brat! I will-" He was cut off by America stomping on his foot.

"I have some Oreo's in my brief case if you want some." America offered, Sealand beamed.

"Okay! I like Oreo's." Sealand replied following after America. France curses as he tries to get the feeling back into his foot.

America and Sealand sat together at the meeting table eating oreo's and discussing the pros and cons of hover boards and hover skates. England stood by thoroughly annoyed.

"America! What is he doing in my seat?" England demanded seething. America and Sealand turned to England, America rolled his eyes and Sealand stuck his tongue out at him and smirked.

"Relax Artie before you give yourself a heart attack. He's just chilling until the meeting starts." America waved him off.

"He's not supposed to be here at all! And why do you have a flower in your hair?" England hissed like an angry cat. America beamed.

"Peter gave it to me! Isn't he a total sweetheart?" America asked rhetorically smiling happily at the proudly beaming Sealand.

"You look stupid!" England snapped irritably. America pouted at Sealand glared.

"Don't you talk that way about my fiancee!" Sealand shouted standing up on the chair so he could glare on eye level with England. England gawked at Sealand in disbelief while other nations that were just filing in looked confused and amused.

"Fiancee? Don't play stupid games Peter! Go home right now." England snorted dismissively. America sighed and decided it was time to speak up.

"Technically it's true Iggy." America piped up to defend Sealand. Sealand stared at America in surprise and absolute joy and England gaped in disbelief.

"Excuse me?" England demanded, America shrugged.

"Sealand and I have a deal. If he can meet the three conditions I've made then I've agreed to marry him, so technically until it is proven beyond a doubt that he can't meet them I'm his fiancee." America told England honestly.

"What? You can't be serious!" England denied, America scowled.

"A deal is a deal. I always keep my word and if Peter can meet the conditions then I will marry him." America announced clearly and firmly. Sealand looked as though he might actually start dancing in glee at that moment, England looked like someone just slapped him with a dead fish, Finland looked both fond and proud, Sweden was scary as ever with underlying pride, Canada looked invisible, and every other nation looked caught between disbelief and horror.

"W-what pray tell are these 'conditions'?" England demanded.

"None of your business jerk Arthur!" Sealand protested, America nodded in agreement.

"The conditions are between me and Peter. They have nothing to do with you." America agreed.

"Well, this is gonna be like totally interesting." Poland voiced giddily a huge grin on his face.

TBC...

Yami Ryo: ...Ya, I actually started this yesterday and I fell asleep writing it so...I'm not too sure about this one. Although I hope you all find it interesting.