America, also known as Alfred, was in love with England/Britain/UK/many other titles; who is known as Arthur or Iggy. He likes to call him Artie though.

Anyways, tonight was a very special night because America was over at England's house, which meant slamming the Brit' into the bed from dawn till dusk! The American was getting a bit excited and only minutes into getting to the house, he dragged the British man into the bedroom and threw him onto the bed.

"America! Calm down!" England scolded the boy.

"Aw, come on Artie! Call me by my real name!" He complained, rolling his eyes.

The Brit's cheeks blushed at the nickname. Only America called him by that ridiculous nickname, and they hardly got to use their real ones.

"Fine, Alfred." The American blushed a bit at the name, "Now calm down! I still have work in the morning and I'd like to be able to sit down this time." He lectured.

"My God, Artie! I haven't been able to sleep with you for months now and you're already boring me!" The American exclaimed.

"Hey! I'll have you know-" The British man was cut off by a kiss on the lips.

"What did I say? BORING!" America exclaimed once more to the angry Brit'. He was pulled down by the fuming nation and kissed quite harshly, practically getting the air sucked out of him.

"Let's stop talking. Don't you agree, luv?" England practically growled.

"You're British accent is killing me, man!" The younger nation pulled the other close, there kisses passionate.

"Hmm, well your American accent isn't turning me on as much." The Brit' teased, getting a deadly glare from his partner.

"That was so funny, I forgot to laugh!" The young American said sarcastically. "No wait, all British humor is dry, so I wasn't going to laugh at all."

"You bloody git! You don't know what humor is!" nearly shouted a, once again, fuming British nation.

"Well neither do you!" scoffed the American.

The two nations looked about ready to kill each other, but instead decided to try and dominate one another in bed.

America pushed England down on the bed and attacked the Brit's weak spot, his neck. He kissed the nation, bit him, and licked him; anything to get a sexy moan or gasp. England 'fought' back though and ran his tongue slowly up America's heated face, causing the young nation to shudder. The American undid the nation's belt below him, kissing the British man's jaw. The blushing nation underneath, wrapped his arms around the one above him. America pulled off one of his gloves with his teeth as his other hand slid down England's pants. Being 'useful', the Brit' undid the young nations own belt and pulled down his pants. Both heated, the nations kissed.

"What are you doing, da?" A Russian voice came out of nowhere.

"Bloody hell!"

"The fuck!?" The nations shrieked simultaneously, looking at the surprised Russian who was lying next to them.

"No need to curse, I was asking a question, da?" Russia said, as if oblivious to what they were doing.

The nations blushed and looked at the Russian shocked, frozen in place.

"What the bloody hell are you doing in my house!?" England shouted, finally over the shock-well almost over it.

"I could ask the same thing." smiled the Russian.

"Dude, why are you here?" America asked.

"Oh I don't know, I was lonely I guess." replied Russia.

"So you came here!?" The Brit' asked.

"Da! France told me you two were having a little party together."

"I'm going to kill the frog!"

"Uh, dude. How long where you in this room?" The American nation asked.

"About five minutes."

"And you didn't say anything!?" shouted England.

"You looked busy, da?"

"Get out of my house!"

"O.K." replied the strange Russian. With that he stood up and left the room.

The two nations again shocked and now confused, stayed frozen in place for a few moments.

"Dude, what the hell was that?" asked America.

"I have no bloody clue…Now I'm not in the mood anymore…"

"Me neither…Wait call me Alfred again."

"Why?"

"Because it turns me on"

"What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"Calm down! It only turns me on when you say it!"

They remained in silence for a few moments.

"Alfred."

Author's Note: This was meant to be a short fic', but I guess not. . Anyways, I hoped you enjoyed it. The story was really meant just to make you laugh! Sorry if it just disappointed you, because my discription of yaoi smex sucks! XP I plan to type more funny/strange chapters! (Wow, I lost all my sentence flow in this author's note...)