You sighed as you gazed out the window from you comfortable spot on the couch. Out side the rain pattered against the soggy ground, ruining your plans for the day. With another forlorn sigh you leaned your head back against the couch cushions, closing your eyes you ticked through your mental list of thing you could do inside. None of them sounded that appealing.

You let out a yelp as something crashed down on the sofa next to you. Your eyes shot open to be met with bright cerulean ones. You let out a sigh of relief as you place your hand over your heart. "You scared me, Alfred." You scolded the country.

"Oh sorry," the blond apologized, "were you sleeping?"

"No," you answered. "Just trying to figure out what I could do."

At this statement America's eyes lit up. He grabbed your shoulders excitedly saying "I know, I know! I just bought a new horror movie, we can watch that together!"

Before even receiving your answer he was already jumping off of the couch and bounding out of the room. He stopped at the door to look back and say, "And don't worry, I'll protect you if you get scared!" and he ran off to go get his movie. You could hear him shouting; "Because I'm the hero!"

You snorted to yourself, "Yeah," you said in a low tone. "If I get scared."

He barreled back into the room and straight to your DVD player, inserting the shinny disc and hopping on the couch next to you. You sent him a sidelong glance. Well, he wasn't freaking out…yet.

Suddenly he jumped as lightning flashed on the screen bringing up the DVD menu. The nation began to convulse and you took it upon yourself to start the movie.

Not ten minutes into the horror film and the man next to you was a shivering whimpering mess. Suddenly the murderer jumped out from the door and you found a blond head burying itself in your lap.

"Alfred!" you shouted at the boy, a blush crossing your face. "Don't put your head there!"

America muttered a "Sorry." And instead placed his face into your stomach and wound his arms around your waist.

"That isn't much better." You muttered, but efforts of trying to pry the scared blond off you proved futile.

Half way through the movie and you were more flustered than ever, you were sure the movie was plenty scary, but you were having trouble concentrating on the movie. For with every little thing that jumped out of the dark in the movie, the nation pulled you closer to him. Now you were resting in the man's lap, his arms wrapped tight around you as he tried to hide himself in the crook of your neck, occasionally murmuring to himself. His breath on your collarbone sending shivers down your spine.

You gulped and ran a hand through his hair in attempt to comfort him. He watched the movie with one eye and during an especially gruesome part his head darted down, resting on your breast. A blush stained your cheek as you tried to pry his face out of your chest. He only whined and nuzzled his face in farther into your chest.

"Oh gosh, America." You whined to yourself, biting your lip. You let out a calming breath, and a little idea sparked in your mind, a little devious idea.

You rubbed a hand up and down the blonde's back, letting your other hand play with the hair on the back of his neck. You let the tension ease out of him as he peered up at you through teary blue eyes.

"What are you-?" the question caught in his throat as you raked a nail down his spine.

"Just trying to get you to relax, sweetie." You said sweetly. You dipped you head down to nibble on the top of his ear, whispering, "Just relax."

Closing his eyes he let out a sigh, pulling you closer to him. Your hands again raked down his back, he let out a hiss and proceeded to move his head up it place sloppy kisses on your neck. You sighed contentedly and pulled his head up to connect your lips with his. He molded his lips to yours forcefully, swiping his tongue across your lips, asking for entrance. A moan escaped your throat as you let him snake his tongue into your mouth. He glided his wet muscle sensually over your own, making you melt into the kiss.

You gasped into his mouth as one of his hands snaked up to gently knead one of your breasts. The gasped turned into a moan as you wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the heated lip lock. He shifted you off of his lap to lay you out beneath him, caging you in.

He broke the kiss in favor to lick a trail down your neck. A hand slipped itself under your shirt and then your bra to play with your breast as his mouth sucked at your neck.

You arched into his hand when he pinched your nipple, pressing yourself against him. You panted lightly, breathy moans leaving your mouth to excite the man above you who was grinning against you neck. He removed his hand and started to pull up your shirt

Well, this is a way relieve his fear. Suddenly a loud crash echoed through the house and lightning streaked across the sky. The man above you yelped.

You looked up to see that the lustful, sexy smirk has disappeared and was now replaced with a look of terror.

You sighed angrily, back to square one. Stupid rainstorm.