Nihao, aru. This is Wei Xiang. Thank you for taking your time to read this fanfic. This fanfic is for Representative of Spain and I hope this pleases her. I'm sorry if you readers don't understand the title and story but I was having a huge writer's block writing this story. I was very hesitant with the title as well as the story and I am sorry if this story is a nasty surprise to you, Representative of Spain. But, with all my heart, I do hope you readers will finish the story to the end and hopefully enjoy it. Please tell me if you want me to continue in the reviews.

The North Korea in this story is made purely by me. This is not the true North Korea. Information by both me and Representative of Spain and neither of us own Hetalia!

Wei Xiang (I'm very, very sorry if you dislike this story!)

Chapter 1

Dazed, I stared at the door of the world conference where my older brother still worked in. He stayed along with the rest of the Asian Nations who had come because he usually never talked to them unless there was a world conference meeting. I never understood why he would drag me to them along with him―we traveled back home in silence, we lived in silence, but then again, we also understood each other in silence. My brother was a serious man: at home, he would work on papers before and after the world meetings, relax little, and make sure that his control over the separate provinces is still intact.

Noise buzzed around the lounge room―every Nation had someone to talk to. It seemed to me that I was the only one that did not talk to anybody. I looked toward the center of the room and found my eyes staring at a blond boy who was my height arguing with a taller person who seemed to be his older brother. I recognized at once who the two were: Sealand and England. The two looked incredibly alike: Sealand had the same shade of blond hair and thick eyebrows of England. It would have been easy to say that the two were blood siblings, but both parties would refuse with all their might.

I smoothed out the creases in my hanbok―adjusting the dark pink tie of her jeogori. "Sealand-shi," I called out, getting up from my usual spot. It wouldn't hurt saying 'hi', would it?

"Hmm?" England's attention from anger at Sealand to curiosity of wonder on who would call out to the usually left alone Sealand. A gentleman smile spread across his face at the realization of the source, "Oh, hey, Sinuiju." I paused a few feet away as I bowed respectfully to my elder. "I'm surprised you actually remembered this boy's micronation."

Sealand pouted at England, getting worked up once more. "How rude, you jerk! I'm going to grow up into a big nation someday, you watch! And then you're going to have to rely on me!" He stuck his tongue out at the older as if asking for a fight.

I straightened up and watched the two brothers argue once more. I have never had an argument with my brother before―Gong Dou was generous and unselfish. He would never do something that I would hate or dislike. I have never seen him argue with anyone either with the exception of his little brother who I have seen drag him down to exasperation and losing his cool. "Please, you two, calm down," I tried to reason, not daring look at either faces though.

Sealand was the first to turn to me, with round, puffed cheeks of pink, "…Fine." He looked away and I thought I heard a small 'tch'. My worry eased to closely nothing and I felt my eyes look further up and straight at Sealand, my mouth curved slightly at the corners and my cheeks began to turn a light shade of pink.

England, surprised by the sudden ease of peace, said something that shocked both me and Sealand, "Hey, Sinuiju, why don't you marry Sealand and keep him under control for me?"

My cheeks reddened to a light hot pink as my eyes seemed to fail me―I couldn't concentrate on one location and would not dare look in either faces. "I-I-I don't th-think th-that's p-p-possible…!" I exclaimed with a hushed, chattering voice as if I dared not speak any louder.

"Yeah, stupid Engl―" Sealand began but was instantly ignored as England continued:

"Don't worry, don't worry," he said, waving his hand as if the matter was as easy as 1, 2, 3. "I could always talk to Gong; I'm sure he'd be cool with it. All we have to do is write a treaty between the two of you. And I'm not doing this for land benefits and stuff. I'm just saying this because maybe you can actually keep Sealand on a leash since I can't." He smirked and flicked Sealand on the forehead. "Wouldn't you like to marry this beautiful young lady?"

My cheeks seemed to be steaming―my mind started to fail me. I could not directly stare at their faces, but I did not wish to be disrespectful and dared myself to look higher. The max I could see was up to Sealand's chin―I dared not look higher than I had already pushed myself to. "Don't play around, Jerk England!" growled the frantic blue eyed boy. My stomach knotted as I began to think of the noise we were making. The last thing I wished for was all of the Nations' attentions on me to talk of the marriage treaty.

Still ignoring the frantic boy, England's attention rested on me, "Why don't you try it out, Sinuiju? Maybe you'll start to like him." And then he leaned down closer and blocked the view of his mouth from Sealand with one hand, whispering delicately, "He would be a fool to refuse you, in my opinion. You're a fine young lady."

His words seemed to mess with my mind even worse than before. "P-Please don't play around with me, England-oppa," I pleaded, feeling dizzy. Everything was very confusing and I felt like my face would explode from the heat. It wasn't that I disliked Sealand―I do favor him a bit―but more like he didn't think that we could ever be in a relationship. Never.

"Don't listen to whatever he says!" Sealand said, grabbing England's hand as if it was going to smack me. He used his body and blocked me of my view towards England. My mind told me to tell Sealand that England did nothing; my heart, beating like a flapping of a frantic bird, told me to be quiet and accept this small form of love. "England, don't mess with her mind!"

England smirked as if he had just won a bet. Wide doors swung open and I saw Gong Dou opening them so that the other Nations could enter. "Think about it, you two," he said, as he turned around to enter the opened doors to the world conference meeting place. The doors closed as the last of the Nations entered the room and then the two of us were alone once more. Sealand's defensive arms landed at his sides as he still stared at the door. My heart pounded in my ears, booming in my ears in the silent rooms. I believe I have gone crazy.