Yami Ryo: I had an idea! Just wanted to try it out. Don't know how it'll do out there but it's time for this bird to fly the coop...please don't shoot it.

Special thanks to my dear friend Akuoni who is mega-supportive and helped me decide which way to go when I got stuck.

Summary: Alfred has been very distracted at the world meeting and Germany is determined to find out why. What he discovers is shocking and opens his eyes to many things he never noticed before. After seeing this new side to Alfred Ludwig falls in love with him and becomes determined to woo him. However not only does Alfred have many friends that are very protective and very sure he's not worthy of Alfred...he has no idea how to do it in the first place...this may be harder than he first thought.

Disclaimer: Yami Ryo does not own Axis Powers Hetalia because if she did then this would've happened in the series.

WARNING! This story contains many oc's, some oocness, use of human names, yaoi, violence, slang, and profanity.

America: Alfred F. Jones alias Lior Ezra

What Have You Been Up To?

America looked at himself in his full-length mirror marking off his checklist verbally.

"Wig on right?" He asked himself taking in the golden blond wig that was tied off in low pigtails draped over his shoulders and reaching just below the shoulder blades his natural cowlick Nantucket blending in with the wig perfectly despite still sticking out defiantly. "Check!" He chirped happy with it.

"Doctor specs and color contacts?" He listed adjusting the round, silver thin rimmed glasses over his now chocolate brown eyes. "Check!" He sang happily.

"Lab coat with name tag?" He drawled to himself reproachfully having forgot it last time. He looked down at his attire, a tight black off the shoulder long sleeve shirt, a pair of low-rider skinny jeans, white ankle socks, black dress shoes, but no lab coat. He slapped his forehead and began to look around for his wayward coat. "Nearly two hundred years of this and still I forget! I'd lose my head if it weren't attached!" He complained to no one in particular.

"Alfred!" A familiar echoing voice called trying to gain his attention. Alfred turned around quickly and spotted Tony holding out his lab coat, black wallet, and keys for him.

"Thanks Tony, you're the best!" Alfred cried hugging his little alien friend and accepting the pro-offered items.

"Whatever. Bring back Taco Bell for dinner." Tony requested. Alfred nodded in agreement easily and put on the white lab coat the id tag reading 'Lior Ezra' gleaming in the artificial light of the small house. Stuffing his wallet in the back pocket of his jeans and holding his keys firmly he made for the door.

"That's everything so I'm going to the clinic now!" Alfred announced leaving.

"Later!" Tony replied before he closed the door. Alfred walked over to his car smiling up at the still dark sky and taking a breath of the cool morning air. Alfred opened the door of his shabby but reliable car and got in. He drove off towards the city and out of the small neighborhood. It took him about half an hour to reach his destination. Alfred parked and walked up to the small two story building with beautiful curling letters spelling out 'Hopeful Dreams Free Clinic' spelled neatly in the glass doors the hours and days it was open printed just below it. Walking inside he was immediately greeted by the soft scent of lilies. He smiled brightly at the nurse behind the glass window. The nurse smiled back and opened the window.

"Good morning Dr. Ezra! How was your night?" The nurse greeted happily a bright smile on his dark round face.

"Mike! I told you to call me Lior!" Alfred scolded lightly a friendly laugh in his voice. Mike laughed sheepishly his dark brown eyes closing.

"Sorry Lior, I keep forgetting. So how have you been?" Mike replied opening his eyes to watch Alfred's face eagerly for a response.

"I've been great. I finally got to see Zombieland! You were right it was a riot." Alfred told him happily, Mike beamed practically bouncing in his seat.

"I told you! It's wicked! You should see Kick Ass too, it speaks for itself." Mike laughed. Alfred laughed and nodded as a door in the waiting room opened and a tall busty red-head walked in. She spotted Alfred and walked over.

"Ezra, the brat's been dying to see you. Little bastard won't listen to anything I say." The woman complained her sparkling green eyes and the upward twitch of her lips betraying her amusement. Alfred laughed.

"Really? Don't worry about it Mallory I'll talk to Dylan." Alfred assured her. Mallory huffed and narrowed her eyes at him pointing a scolding finger at Alfred's chest, she was a good foot shorter than him but still managed to look intimidating.

"You make sure that he takes his antibiotics or no cupcakes for either of you." Mallory warned him. Alfred held up his hands in surrender chuckling.

"Okay, okay. I'll go make sure he takes his meds." Alfred replied hearing Mike laughing and trying to muffle it behind him. He rushed over to the door behind the waiting room so he could go to Dylan's room.

"I don't see what you're laughing about Mike, you were supposed to get those files transfered to the medical center! You won't get any cupcakes either if that's not done!" He heard Mallory say behind him.

"But Maaallorrryyyyy!" He heard Mike whine causing him to laugh. He made his way to the second floor where the staying patient ward was and walked the familiar path to Dylan's room. Alfred poked his head inside the room and saw Dylan's small form sat up looking out the window at the rising sun the warm light casting a soft glow on his messy golden hair and pale peachy skin. Horrible racking coughs shook his tiny frame interrupting his gazing. Alfred rushed in concern filling his whole being. He placed gentle hands on Dylan's shoulders and carefully rubbed between his shoulder blades offering as much comfort as he could. Dylan got his breathing under control and smiled brightly at Alfred his wide blue eyes shining and his cheeks flushed with fever.

"Dr. Ezra! You're back." Dylan said softly sounding so relieved.

"Of course I'm back." Alfred replied cheerfully. "Why didn't you want to take your medicine?" Alfred asked worry etched into his soft features and causing Dylan to look down guiltily.

"I just wanted to make sure you would come back." Dylan confessed softly. Alfred sighed and hugged Dylan gently.

"You worried poor Mallory. She likes you very much and she really wants you to get better but you won't if you don't take your medicine." Alfred reprimanded him gently. Dylan was silent for a moment.

"She...was really worried about me?" Dylan asked pensively. Alfred pulled back and smiled brightly.

"Of course she was! She really likes you. Even if she acts all tough she's a total softy and adores you." Alfred told him honestly. Dylan smiled widely and nodded. "Are you ready for your medicine?" Dylan made a face but nodded. "That's my big strong man!" Dylan beamed and flexed nonexistent muscles making Alfred laugh, Dylan quickly followed giggling softly. Alfred got up and handed Dylan his medication sitting on his bedside table with a plastic cup of apple juice and a half-eaten cup of yogurt. "You didn't eat all your yogurt. Is your stomach feeling alright?" Dylan chased down his pills with the apple juice.

"I'm just not all that hungry...Sorry." Dylan said his voice soft. Alfred shook his head and smiled.

"It's alright. But you'll eat more at lunch won't you?" Alfred requested carefully. Dylan smiled and nodded. "I have to go take care of the other patients now but just push the call button if you need me okay?" Alfred collected the empty juice cup and yogurt.

"Okay. Can I have the coloring book and crayons?" Dylan replied hopefully. Alfred nodded smiling.

"Of course you can!" Alfred pulled the supplies out of the side table drawer and put them on the bed try moving it in front of Dylan.

"Thanks Dr. Ezra." Dylan smiled happily and Alfred ruffled his hair. Alfred left the room and continued down the hall stopping in front of a door down the hall. He knocked on the door and poked his head in.

"Madam Claudette? Lady Coralie?" Alfred asked gently. Two elderly women that looked exactly the same with curling white hair and wise hazel eyes looked up from some knitting. The elderly woman on the left Coralie was knitting something yellow while the other called Claudette was knitting something purple.

"Dr. Ezra! Come in Dear!" Coralie said her voice quivering but strong. Alfred beamed at them and walked inside.

"It's wonderful to see you Dear." Claudette said in the same voice.

"It's great to see you too Madam Claudette, Lady Coralie. How are you pretty ladies feeling today?" Alfred replied happily picking up their charts and checking over them. The ladies giggled.

"Such a charmer!" Claudette voiced with a bright smile on her face.

"If I were forty years younger." Coralie giggled.

"If you were forty years younger you'd still be a wrinkly blue hair you old crone." Claudette prottested rolling her eyes.

"Hm! Well you would still be older dear sister." Coralie snapped back turning her nose up at the other.

"And I'd still be prettier." Claudette replied smugly. Alfred shook his head laughing.

"Now, now ladies. There's no need to fight over silly things, after all you're still young!" Alfred said cheerfully making the two women laugh.

"Ah, your a good boy Dr. Ezra." Coralie complimented..

"Treating these old ladies like queens. The world ought to have more fine people like you." Claudette sighed wistfully. Alfred laughed.

"I think my big brother would disagree with you. But he's a grumpy old fart that likes scones." Alfred told them making a face, the women laughed.

"Well, I think the poor thing is missing out on someone wonderful." Claudette said kindly.

"Someone ought to beat the silly child with a rubber hose." Coralie snorted making Alfred laugh.

"Well, I'm glad that you lovely ladies like me. Your charts look great, one more day and you should be able to go home. I'll miss you ladies." Alfred told them sincerely. The women smiled brightly.

"We'll miss you too Dear." Coralie said fondly.

"Thank you, for taking care of these old hags when no one else would." Claudette said truly grateful, Coralie nodded in agreement tearing up a little.

"I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't come along when you did." Coralie sniffled. Alfred blushed and smiled.

"You ladies are tough, I'm sure you would have been just fine without me." Alfred replied sheepishly. The women shook their heads smiling.

"Such a good boy." They said together, Alfred beamed at them and shook his head.

"I'm gonna make my rounds and get back to work. I'll see you pretty ladies later." Alfred said brightly waving at them.

"See you later Dr. Ezra." They said together again waving to him as well. Alfred made his way down the hall again to his last stop before he had to tend to the first floor patients. He knocked on another door poking his head in and smiling at the tall tan skinned man with dark hair and eyes reading a book. The man looked up and smiled fondly at Alfred.

"Dr. Ezra, is good to see you." The man spoke with a thick Indian accent.

"Good morning Mr. Dhiraj!" Alfred greeted bright and genuinely happy. "How are you feeling this morning? Light headed? Hungry? Any pain?" Alfred asked his face conveying his concern for the man's wellbeing. The man laughed.

"Is alright Doctor. I am only a little hungry and sore. The boy Mike, he take good care of me." Dhijar replied. Alfred smiled brightly.

"Good I'm glad. I'll have one of the nurses bring you up some food then. You should be all set to go by tonight, but remember don't use your arm or you'll tear the stitches right out of your shoulder." Alfred told him sternly. Dhijar gave him a sheepish smile.

"Am sorry. I forget I have stitches, can't feel with medicine." Dhijar said embarrassed. Alfred smiled at him easily forgiving the man.

"It's alright I just wish you'd be more careful. I would like you to get better so it doesn't hurt even without the medication." Alfred spoke voice gentle and sincere. Dhijar nodded.

"I am thankful to you that you take care of me." Dhijar said sincerely. Alfred smiled and shook his head.

"It's nothing." Alfred said brushing it off. "But how do you get hurt so often?"

"I work in factory and am very clumsy. Work does not pay so good and work does not have insurance." Dhijar told him, Alfred looked horrified.

"That's awful! All dangerous work places are supposed to have insurance for the workers! Something should be done about this." Alfred decided hands on his slim hips. Dhijar waved him off.

"Is okay Dr. Ezra. I can not afford to lose job so I keep working." Dhijar said softly. Alfred looked at him sadly.

"Mr. Dhijar if you need help I'll help you. You work so hard, let me help you out." Alfred pleaded softly. Dhijar smiled gratefully at Alfred.

"You are good man Doctor. You help already. You fix me when broken or sick for no money. You even help me pay for rent when I need." Dhijar wished to comfort Alfred because he was so genuinely sad that he could not do more. Alfred looked thoughtful before beaming brightly.

"I can help you find a better job! I have a friend that works with the employment office. I bet he could find you a safer job with better pay!" Alfred told him brightly. Dhijar's eyes widened for a moment before a soft smile stretched across his face.

"No, no. You already do so much." Dhijar replied.

"It's alright! I can do this no problem just leave it to me!" Alfred said brightly. "For now I gotta tend to the other patients! Little Stephy had an appointment set for nine."

"Go on then. I see you later." Dhijar laughed. Alfred waved walking towards the door.

"See ya later Mr. Dhijar!" Alfred called leaving the room and heading down the hall toward the elevator. Once he reached the first floor a short bubbly young lady in scrubs began bouncing on her heels her short black hair bouncing with her and her gray eyes sparkling in glee.

"Li-Li! Good morning! Stephy's waiting in room five!" The young woman told him her voice cheerful and bright. She rushed forward and hugged Alfred tightly around the middle and dragged him forward. "You're too skinny Li-Li you should eat more! Isn't today wonderful? What did you have for breakfast? Mike brought dunkin's!" She talked a mile a minute and Alfred laughed knowing she was probably hopped up on caffeine.

"Georgina slow down! Have you breathed today?" Alfred teased a fond smile on his face. Georgina grinned at him and took a deep obnoxious breath causing Alfred to snort and shake his head.

"There I've done my breathing for the day! Stephy's waiting so go see her before she drives poor Anya crazy." Georgina ordered pushing him towards the door while she went off to a different door. Alfred laughed and walked into the room. Waiting inside was an adorable small girl and a woman who was very obviously her mother.

"Stephanie behave yourself angel." The woman scolded with a thick New York accent though a fond smile played at her lips. The little girl giggled pulling on her curly dark brown pigtails.

"Stephy! Mrs. Ross! It's been ages!" Alfred greeted happily. Stephanie squealed and tried to jump down from the examination bed but her mother caught her.

"Big Brover!" Stephanie called excitedly holding her arms out for Alfred to pick her up. Alfred walked over chuckling and scooped her up from her laughing mothers arms.

"Wow Stephy! You get bigger every time I see you! I bet you'll be taller than me one day!" Alfred exclaimed cheerfully causing Mrs. Ross to laugh and Stephanie to flex her left arm.

"I eated all my green beans so I get big like da man dat onned da can!" Stephanie bragged with a bright smile. Mrs. Ross nodded with a proud smile.

"She sure did. She's been very good lately." Mrs. Ross verified.

"Wow! You're gonna be a super hero one day if you keep it up!" Alfred said optimistically.

"Yay!" Stephanie cried throwing her arms into the air happily. Alfred laughed and placed her on the examination bed and checked her over to make sure she was healthy and growing right. When he was done he walled over to the counter and pulled out some stickers of super heroes and different flavored lollipops.

"You've done an awesome job lately Stephy! I have a special treat for you!" Alfred told her kindly holding out the prizes. "Go ahead and pick a sticker and a pop!" Stephanie squealed excitedly clapping. She scrunched up her adorable face in careful consideration.

"I wan da Bat Man an da yellow!" Stephanie cried holding out eager hands. Alfred laughed and handed over the small gifts earning a happy giggle from the small girl and a little laugh from Mrs. Ross. Mrs. Ross scooped Stephanie up while the child was busy sticking the sticker to her over-alls and sucking on the lollipop.

"Thank you Dr. Ezra." Mrs. Ross spoke gratefully a fond smile on her tired but beautiful face. Alfred smiled kindly.

"It's no problem Mrs. Ross. I totally love Stephy she's so adorable!" Alfred said fondly. "Remember if you ever need help we're all here to help." Alfred told her sincerely. Mrs. Ross smiled gently and nodded.

"Well see you again for Paul's appointment." Mrs. Ross said waving.

"Bye-bye Big Brover!" Stephanie cried disappointed to be leaving so soon.

"Bye Stephy! Bye Mrs. Ross! See you again" Alfred bid them waving and smiling brightly. After that Alfred continued through his day meeting and helping many people. It was tiring but fulfilling work and it made Alfred happy. Late in the evening Alfred walked back into his home a bag of Taco Bell food in his hand. Tony greeted him at the door and took the bag out of his hand and went out to the kitchen while Alfred got out of his disguise. When he was headed back out to the kitchen the phone rang causing him to change direction. Alfred picked up the phone.

"Alfred F. Jones speaking." He greeted.

"America I'm sorry to do this but I need you to go to an emergency UN meeting." His boss's voice apologised over the phone.

"But Sir! I have patients that need care and-" Alfred began.

"I know America and I'm sorry to do this to you. I made sure the meeting would be held in New York so that you could help in an emergency." His boss interrupted trying to comfort Alfred a little. Alfred sighed in resignation.

"Okay Sir...What's this one for?" Alfred questioned solemnly.

TBC...

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