Be Mine (Hetalia/Franada)

Chapter Four: Arival and Old Friends

Canada drove acrossed the boarder and met America. They drove to the nearest airport and bought tickets to France. "We'll meet England there and ride to Frances' house together." America stated. "You got this figured out." Canada smiled. "Usually you're not the one to plan things out." America shruged. 

The plane took off and Canada got nervous. He didn't like the feeling of flying. "Calm down bro." America said annoyed. "I thought you didn't like flying either." Canada said quietly. "I don't." America said. "But I know how to calm down. It's called, your happy place!" America grinned. "Where's your happy place?" Canada asked curiously. "Drinking coffee or tea with England and watching movies." He said with a happy look on his face. Peaceful even. He really does love England Canada smirked.

"Where's yours?" America asked. Canada thought about it for a long moment. "Probably eating pancakes with my good friend and breathing the fresh air. It's nice to talk to him you know? Like, that one person who really gets you." Canada blushed a little and shruged. America looked curious. "Who's this friend? Not anyone I know right?" America watched Canada's face for any sight of volnerability. Canada kept his face as serious as he could. "You would know him if I said." Canada looked away. He wasn't sure if France felt the same way. He didn't want it getting out incase France got mad.

Canada stayed in his happy place until the plane landed. America shook his shoulder to get his attention. He had fallen asleep. He stumbled off the plane and almost ran directly into England. He stepped aside as England went straight to America. "Did you behave? How are you feeling?" America rolled his eyes at England's consern. "Calm down old man I'm great!" He grined and laughed at England. "Iggy you're all stressed! It's been forever since I've sceen you. Relax!" England paused. "I missed you." He smiled and America blushed. Canada stood by felling left out. Untill......

"Hey you three!" Canada jumped. That beautiful accent. 

France stood several feet away. "I came to escort you to my home." He winked. England rolled his eyes. America nodded, pickig up their bags and walked to the exit with England. France walked over to Canada and picked up his bag. "After you my boy." He said with a wink. Canada's face flushed. "T-thank y-you." He studdered and stumbled forward. 

They arived at Frances' large house in the center of the city. Several guests staying there had alreaddy arived. Hungary and Austria were sitting side by side at the piano. Itally and Germany were sitting on a love seat by the fire place. Japan was standing with his back against the wall watching the group. Greece was laying on the floor on a rug infront of the fire, watching Japan.Frances cat sat on Greeces head and mewed at Canada. 

France placed the bags by the rooms marked with their names. Canada and America would share a room. "Thanks for having us." England said and stepped away before an argument could start. Smart. Smart Iggy. America thought to himself. 

The rest of the evening consisted of people ariving, chatting, elaberate meals and Spain making a fool of himself for Romano, who evidently did not care, and focused on yelling at Germany. Ukraine arrived after lunch on the arm of Estonia. Hungary prompty drug her to their room and forced her to try on dresses. Ukraine did not like most of them because they were "Too loose in the top".

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Hungary slapped her palm to her forehead. "Ukraine you have to wear a gown to this party. You can't go in your usual clothing!" She pulled another dress, black with white sleves, verry low cut. Ukraine shook her head. "Not that low." She sat on the bed with a corset wrapped around her chest. "I have some pride left!" She shreeked. "After your brother and sister I am quite surprised." Hungary giggled. "Who will you dance with?" Ukraine asked. "Probably Austria." She blushed. "Vwhat about that Prussia boy? He's handsome." Ukraine pushed. Hungary backed up, hitting her leg on the dresser. "No." She laughed. "Not him. At least, I'll try to avoid it." Ukraine shrugged and selected the best dress for her.

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France and Canada sat on a love seat in the great room across from Germany and Ially. "I'm so excited! I've never been to big brother Frances' parties before!" Itally sighed in his high voice. Germany rolled his eyes. "Just don't break anything." He patted Itally's knee in reassurance. France grinned. "I love the romance and beauty at these parties." Canada watched him. France winked. "Such young love." France smiled softly. Canada's heart skipped a beat. "Well, I'm off to bed to get my beauty sleep!" France jumped up, kissed Canada's hand and skipped away. Canada blushed. "ooooooo..." Itally grinned. Canada got up and walked to the room he shared with America. 

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When he walked in, he saw England and America sitting side by side on the edge of the bed talking. "...Yes America but..." England stopped talking when Canada walked in. "O-oh s-sorry..." Canada studdered. "No big deal bro." America waved to his brother. England got up, glanced at America, wished them goodnight and walked out. 

"Was that important?" Canada asked hesitantly. "No dude it's cool." He smiled and layed back. Canada unpacked his outfit for the dance and got into his bed. America wished him good night and turned off the light. Canada closed his eyes and dreamt of dancing with France. But little did he know, he would have a rude awakening...