As expected, I couldn't do anything to express how I feel again. I could not get rid of my fears; In fact, I don't even know how he views me anymore...

How I treated him...

~x~

"Eh~? What's with this suit?" America was placing on a tuxedo that England had bought for him. He knew that America hated dressing formally, but it was all for presentation right?

"What do you mean by 'eh?'" England was getting frustrated, tapping his foot onto the ground while waiting for America.

"It looks expensive, though..." America was twisting and turning in the mirror, "No matter. I won't wear i-"

"Unacceptable! Those clothes of yours have become ragged and tacky, haven't they?"

"But-!"

"If you can't dress properly, it'll make me look bad..."England looked down at the floor, worrying about his own pride rather than anything else.

"But, can't I wear my own clothes?" America protested, "I mean, as long as I act correctly, I can wear my own attire right?"

"Don't be dense! Come now, let's get you into this suit and start heading out!"

~x~

I walked into my house, knowing fully well that he was inside sitting on the couches in the living room. His eyes averted from the floor to me, but I turned my back to him. I couldn't face him when I placed my head against the wall.

"... I'm sorry." My head sank even lower, and the hands on the wall clenched into fists. "I can only be friends with you... Please forgive me.."

I swore, I heard something drop from his hands. I'm pretty sure it was his glasses, but then he had to speak. He couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"...D-Don't treat me like a child!"

~x~

"From now on, I am independent from you..." Alfred's eyes closed, leaving England there to sob in his misery.

~x~

You had already said that you wouldn't leave me, but.. I'm having a hard time believing that. It happened in that year, and... There wasn't much evidence left of it.

He grabbed my wrist, "We didn't do anything like lovers did in the past. There was that one month before that I confessed my feelings towards you... Let's recreate some memories; Acting as if it was the first time we had done this before.."

...I didn't want to talk about romance that would never come true...

….

"It's my first time doing it with a man.." He spoke before placing his lips onto my own to lead to a battle for dominance in kissing. We both knew for a fact that it was a lie, and he was just saying this to recreate the moment.

"First time.." I parted from his lips, moaning a little. Why couldn't I say those three words? I couldn't deliver them.. It would be too painful for me to bear. "Ah.."

He had pulled down my pants already, touching the tip of the spot that was so sensitive to me. I shivered.

"It's already wet..." And that's when I felt something warm run against it. I thrusted forward, not realizing that I had placed it into his mouth. I stopped myself from coughing up a bit, wincing.

"N-No, if you lick there..."

"It's great.." Another lap with his tongue, and then he took off his mouth, placing his hand onto the shaft. "Do you want me to touch it...?"

Before I could answer, I could feel him pumping it. I covered my face; The blush was clearly showing even through my futile attempts. "I-If you—ah—touch it like that—nngh!"

"N-No..." I whispered, my body becoming extremely hot. I can't believe I wanted to be hugged by him—to be brought into an embrace and have him take advantage of my body out of love, not just to use me..

And then..?

"I-I love you!" I cried out, feeling his fingers caress the skin inside me, "I want you.. I want you to make me yours!"

He slid it in, making comments about how tight it was and nibbling my ear to have me create a large moan that was loud enough to echo throughout the room. It felt so good when he started thrusting that I...

No. The more I think about how miserable I was back then, the more depressing it is. I've wanted to close up the distance between us two, but there was always something that got in the way.. Or was there?

"I'm not a child that doesn't know anything.." He kissed me on the neck once more, suckling on the skin before moving away. "You should've noticed that by now..."

Never in my life had Alfred spoke to me like that ever since the Revolutionary War. I could hear myself sniffling, feel my own tears fall across my face at the words. I was being stupid; He wasn't trying to hurt me with these words.

"If you don't like it, then this shouldn't happen!" He had stopped thrusting, now yelling at me and pinning me down to the bed. "No matter what happens, I'll always forgive you! The only one that can touch my heart... As painful as it sounds..."

"Is you!"

My eyes widened, and I began to stare blankly at him. What..? There was no way in hell... That couldn't be true!

"No matter how painful it is.. It only becomes worse without you! So.. For the sake of all this.. of myself... Please be with me once more! I love you!"

"What... What are you stupid?" I cried out, "Once more... It'd be too long, it would—!"

And he passionately kissed me on the lips, shutting me up so he could express how much love was flowing through his own bloody heart..

"America, let's go home."

"Yeah!"

Fin.

GOD JENNY, YOU'RE SUCH A WANKER. YOU TOOK *THIS* LONG TO FINISH A STORY D:.

No, but seriously. I'm sorry it took so longgg! I was always putting this off, not to mention I was embarrassed about writing some of the 'partial lemon.' However, I braved up, and finished it! I DID SO WELL. (not really)

Thank you for the past reviews. I'm glad you guys liked it. Again, I apologize for this being so short!

Axis Powers Hetalia (C) Hidekaz Himaruya