Hetalia Couples! (Finished)

Irresistible-FrUk

Coming in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile
I just followed your scent, you can just follow my smile
All of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine
Cutting me to the bone, nothing left to leave behind

You ought to keep me concealed just like I was a weapon
I didn't come for a fight but I will fight till the end
And this one might be a battle, might not turn out okay
You know you look so Seattle but you feel so LA

"Black Sheep Of Europe! No wonder everyone left you! You heartless old fool!" The French nation stormed off, leaving the romantic note and Dozen crushed roses on the porch of England's house. England cast his eyes down, his heart busted but at the same time pounding. His heart leapt into his throat as he picked the roses up, fixing them. I-I'm not a heartless fool...A-And it's not my f-fault everyone l-le..eft...his eyes watered and he turned back into the house. He blinked the tears away and put the roses in the trash, Bloody frog...it's not my fault they left! And you! What the hell do you have a say in the matter! He stormed and plopped down on the couch. Snatching up the remote and turning BBC on. It's time for non-Aggravating Doctor Who..  He gasped as he realized what episode it was....

Rose Tyler I-
Those words and the fading of ten brought instinctive tears to England's eyes. He quickly brushed the, away. And I was hoping for something that would get my mind off the bloody frog! Dammit! Why is he on my mind in the first place damn twat

I love the way, I love the way
I love the way you hurt me, baby
I love the way, I love the way
I love the way you hurt me, baby

~Elsewhere~

I stared at the blank wall in my room. The boring ceiling wall above my bed, it's the most romantic day of the year...and here I am, the Country of Love nonetheless, sitting alone in Valentines Day.
I was used to the insults and such, but this..this was to much. Bloody Frog! I hate you, why are you here? Ha! Flowers what kind of bloody freaking git do you think I am? Oh your excuse is valentines? Ha, go to hell I'll never love you. Your simply to much of a joke. The words roaming around in his mind brought tears to his eyes, he rolled over on his side. Sighing sadly, maybe he's right...and once again it's just another year of denial. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he picked it up.

Hey! Francey-Pants! Vanna go drinking vith us? Come on~ JOU knov jou vant to..
~Awesome.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I sat up. Might as well..nothing better to do...i grabbed my jacket before walking out of my home, locking the door behind me.

I love the way, I love the way
I love the way you hurt me, baby
I love the way, I love the way
I love the way you hurt me, baby

Later. Way later.

I hiccuped and leaned against Spain and Prussia, both my arms slung over their shoulders. Prussia was laughing over something ridiculous that the Bar tender said and SPAIN was nearly in tears talking in his native language. I smiled tiredly and nodded better than last year... Soon the lights turned off and we shuffled out. Our laughs echoed in the brick buildings of the town we were in. I hiccuped, turning the car on. I had drank less then the other two so I could be the designated driver, they shuffled into the back. I snorted and laughed as they began sloppily making out. I started the car and drove in the direction of my house, the lights blurred slightly and I turned. A small light mad my vision move. He wheel turned and I gasped-

BOOM.

  One Day later

I sobbed as the doctor regenerated. And I always will be....the Doctor.  The words sent knives into England's heart and he sobbed more as he saw the golden energy leak out of the Doctors hands. KIDNEYS! He chuckled at the new doctor, wiping his face off and laughed until the end of the episode-

RINGGGG

The Brit leaned over,

"Hello? This Is Arthur Kirkland. "

"Eng-England?" His eyes widened at the quiet Canadians voice coming from the phone.

"What is it, Cana-Can...Canada?"

"*Sniffle* P-Papa's in th-the h-h-hospital...." The phone dropped leaving a quietly crying Canadian .

Iggy burst through the hospital doors,

Second hand smoke, second hand smoke

"Uh H-Hello, I'm looking for a Francis...Francis Bonnefoy!" He said, remembering his human name he had once told him a long time ago. The receptionist typed some things in before handing him a sticky note. He nodded and ran up the stairs. He ran and skidded until he stopped at the slightly open door. He gasped at the sight, note falling. France lay in the hospital bed, a faint beep for a pulse. His face bloodied with bandages a crossed his head and down his arms. Both his legs were up in casts, his stomach was what bothered England most. The nurse undid the bandages and revealed a large stitch across his old one that England himself had given him all those years ago. He walked in and Canada immediately ran over to him, crying as he hugged him. England hugged his old colony,

"SH...it'll be okay....why did you call me, Cana?" The younger nation sniffled and rubbed his eyes slightly. Than England noticed how stressed he looked, deep purple and black bags under his eyes, greasy hair up in a pony tail and wrinkled clothes.

"I-I didn't know who el-else to call....it happened on Valentine's....D-Drunk...D-Driving w-with P-Prussia and Sp-SPAIN...." England patted his shoulder nodding,

"You should go home, get some rest, I'll stay here with him okay?" Canada nodded and kissed the top of Frances head before hugging England and leaving along with the nurse who closed the door. He sat in one of the chairs next to the hospital bed. He brushed a loose strand of blonde hair from the frogs face,

Honey I don't know what your doing to me, mon chèrie

"You haven't looked so bad since World War Two, Frog..."

"You haven't cared this much since World War One..." England jumped and pulled his hand away, it being caught weakly by France's. "Why are you here Angeleterre?" He asked softly.

"Canada called me.....What were you thinking, frog? Driving...."

"I-I...." France trailed off looking at his thumbs. I left so I could forget you... His eyes fogged up he quickly shook his head. The Englishman beside him looked down, realization dawning upon him,

"You wanted to forget me......Don't deny it France....I've been there too...I-I" His own eyes filling up with tears. "I'm sorry....I'm sorry I put you through that...." He whispered his voice barely audible. France leaned over and forced the Smaller male unto the bed next to him. The red faced Brit buried his face into France's chest. Taking in his scent of hospital and Roses. France drew circles on his back with his thumb,

"Angeleterre......I'm sorry too.....but all these years...all those things you've insulted me with.....Can I say something?" He asked quietly. The Brit nodded, still blushing and still buried. "Je'Taime Est Ja'dore..."  The English man sniffled...

"Bloody hell...I love you too frog...."

And I love...

The way you hurt me

It's irresistible