-Back in the meeting room—
England tapped his finger impatiently while staring at the door to the conference room.
"Where is that bloody American?! The meeting started 10 minutes ago! Japan even went missing!" He thought mildly paying attention to the current speaker.
He felt anxious… Alfred ran away so suddenly, shouting that he needed the bathroom real quick. He might have fallen for it if it wasn't for the strain look on his face.
"That idiot America is skipping again isn't he?" someone whispered. England tried to concentrate his hearing to that voice. "I bet he's the reason Japan's missing too! What a bad influence!"
The Briton's brows furrowed. "Didn't Japan just come back to the conference room after I caught Alfred? How could he—"
A ring tone of Doctor Who went off suddenly. Everyone's head looked towards England's direction
"Bollocks! I forgot to turn my mobile off! Sorry!" England saw it was America's ID code "I actually have to take this! Very important!" he said slowly rising from his chair than dashing out of the room.
Once he was out of hearing range he picked up the phone "WHERE ARE YOU! Is it so hard to come from break on time?!"
"Arthur I had to leave…."
England paused. "Why? Are you alright?"
The line was quiet and for a minute he thought America hung up.
"I'm totally fine! No worries! I'm just back at the hotel. Could you tell the others I had to leave for….an emergency?"
"Why DID you leave?"
"That's not important. We can't spend time together for a while, okay?"
"Alfred F. Jones you better give me some explanation on why or what is going on?!" England scowled
There was a loud sigh "You need to trust me alright? Love you"
England groaned "Amer-"
The phone line went dead.

America closed his flip phone and dropped it on the floor. He shifted uncomfortably on the couch he was laying on covered in blood.
"He doesn't need to know what happened back there…" he whispered to himself.
I think he does… the voice in his head chimed
"Shut up! I lose control of my temper once and you come along!" The blonde growled "What a mess!"
You act like I'm such a bad thing! I'm the reason why you're on top of the world"
"You're the reason why I'm miserable."
Ouch
"Please…I just want to be alone…" America said closing his eyes
Hell, just cuz you said please I'll leave you alone for a bit. Oh andddd you might want to feed. What Japan did to you doesn't look pretty.
America hissed in response. After feeling the presence clear from his mind he looked down at his injuries.
"God...talk about animal instinct."
The faint memory of Japan tearing at his stomach played over in his mind. There wasn't much the small Asian country could do since he was clamped onto his neck. He fainted not too soon after America gained control over his body. Or was it his mind? Whatever there wasn't a difference! At least he was decent enough to call Prussia and get him help.
"But now that means they'll be after me… well fuck dude!"
America got up slowly to avoid smearing blood on the couch and walked over to the bathroom to take a shower.
"Might as well enjoy the little peace I have now…and maybe one last hot meal" he smiled.

England clenched his cell phone tightly. America hung up on him! Him! Without thinking he stomped his way to the conference room and said there was a state of emergency in the United Kingdom before dashing off to his car to visit a certain vampire.
It didn't take him long to get back to the hotel stalking his way towards his room. He and America had booked the room together; the American probably wasn't expecting him. Well as soon as he got to him he was going to give him a piece of his mind! America can just leave him hanging like that? He sounded like he was dying! Ha but not this time! Some meeting won't stop me from getting an explanation! Nothing!
Just as he plugged in his room key and stepped in he could hear the shower running.
"Bloody America…" he muttered under his breath, following the sound and pushed the door open without warning.
"Alfred!" he shouted, ready to go off on him.

America let out a (manly) scream and felt his heart drop when he saw England right in front of him. He saw the other eye the bloody shirt in his hand and the deep gashes on his stomach
"What fuckery is this?" England asked. Just now he didn't feel so angry anymore. Actually his mind just went blank.
"N-nothing!" America stuttered, turning in a failed attempt to hide the evidence.
The Briton shot forward and pulled on the others shoulder to turn him around. "What's happened to you?! Who did this?" His hand came forward to touch the wound.
America grabbed his wrist almost violently. Honestly he didn't know how to get out of this one. What rang loud and clear was he was hungry again. It was overkill. He feeds than something happens to make him hungry and then he feeds then it repeats. When he said he wanted one last meal he didn't mean England.
"C-can we talk about this later? Please?" he begged.
Steam and fog started to form in the bathroom from the hot water being on for so long.
"No." England said simply. "If we wait until later, well, knowing you later won't come." He almost growled.
"Arthur please" America said closing his eyes
His face scrunched up like he was in pain. "Something is going to happen and I can't protect you if you don't listen to me...And right now...I'm hungry so if you could...leave..."
America could feel his breath coming out as a pant now. When he opened his eyes his eyes zoomed in on the visible blood vein on the others neck. He could practically feel the rich red liquid sliding down his throat with ease and the taste...oh god the taste
England scoffed at that, rolling his eyes. "Oh please. What are you going to do, huh? Eat me?" He muttered, shooting him a small glare
The blonde laughed at the non-intended pun. "That just might happen if you don't leave me alone."

England could finally see all the effort Alfred was using to keep himself composed. He took a slow step backwards "O-oh then I'll just go" he said inching away and placing a hand on the doorknob. America's face held no emotion as England opened the door.
"What's the rush?" America asked suddenly.
He gulped and saw a wicked smile grace the American's lips. England put on his best bullshit smile. "What do you mean love? You asked me to leave remember?"
A shivered traveled down his spine when he saw him lick his lips. "No I don't but if you go…..I guess it would make the hunt more exciting for me." America teased "Oh how long I have waited to taste your blood." The blonde stepped forward as England took another step back. Those red eyes had returned with an angry vengeance as he continued talking "I have to thank you though. You're the reason I can take full control over his body again. I like to share a full stomach with my other half, not this diet bullshit."
"Your….other half?" England repeated, confused.
America's smile stretched. "It's not important."
He hunched over, ready to pounce on the Briton. England panicked as he fell backwards out of the bathroom and scrambled away. He heard a childish giggle behind him as he simply walked towards him. America towered over him and savored the open fear his prey showed.
"America~ Hasn't anyone ever told you not to play with your food?" a voice chimed.
England watched as America's lips twisted into a snarl, bearing his fangs with hostility. He leaned over and saw Russia standing at the entrance doorway with a broken door in front of him. "I will pay for the damage. No one answered when I knocked so I felt obligated to see if everything was okay." The Russian said sweetly. He ignored America and waved at England. "Do not worry yourself. I have this under control." He snapped his fingers "Prussia."
Prussia rose from the wooden floor boards next to England. "Hey, no need to boss me around. I know the routine" The albino said with a pout. "Come on" he said coaxing the other to move somewhere safer, away from America.
"I'm standing right here" America hissed turning to look at Russia.
"I am aware. You have become so aggressive. It's unfortunate. Could you be so kind as to let America have his body again?" Russia asked with mock kindness.
The vampire laughed "Don't you miss me? My feelings are actually hurt"
"Nyet. It pains me to know I actually like America but you make me forget since you share his body" Russia said with a shrug. "I will not ask again."
"What's going on?" England whispered to Prussia.
Prussia frowned "I can't….tell you. That's up to Alfred to say or if you get out of this scotch free Russia will tell you"
"How frustrating, I know we have our secrets….but this? This is too much for even America to handle."
Prussia placed a comforting hand on his shoulder "I know" They turned their attention to the others.
America was pacing around the room, feeling trapped. It was exciting actually. He never did have as much fun anymore with countries trying to get along and settle things calmly these days. "Can't you see I'm helping him?"
Russia's eyebrows rose up with curiosity "With what?"
The American brought his index finger up to his lips "It's a secret" he snickered, a hint of insanity shining in his eyes.
Russia stared unimpressed and sighed. "Enough stalling vampire, you know what happens next. We can do this the easy way or the hard way."
"You know how I like it" America giggled.
England blinked and America disappeared and reappeared in front of Russia. A small battle broke out between the two as he watched America smash Russia against the wall and try to take a bite out of his neck. The Russian was dazed for a moment but was smart enough to duck and swing his leg underneath the blonde to make him crash to the ground. The vampire hissed with frustration.
"ENOUGH" Russia shouted. With a wave of his hand America was restrained by purple snake like bounds that held his hands together.
"That's not fair Ivan. Always using your magic to get the upper hand" America spat struggling to sit up.
The Russian stood up and pat away any dust. "I can say the same about your own abilities. Now hush"
he said placing a hand on top of his head. America's eyes shut and his body fell limp, there being a dull thump as he hit the ground.
England pushed Prussia aside and ran over to American's side.
"What did you do?!" he demanded.
Russia looked down at England coldly. "YOU should worry about your own well-being." A cold hand wrapped around his arm and forced him to stand. "You are coming with me and you will explain to me everything that has happened until now"