Elizabeth walked along Cannery Row, taking in the sea breeze. It wasn't often that she visited Monterey, California, but when she did, she enjoyed it. She watched the waves lap against the shore. Turning her head to look in front of her, she could see Fisherman's Wharf just on the horizon. She looked back at the ocean and sighed. It was always overcast here and the water was almost always too cold to swim in, but she still loved it. Not paying much attention to her surroundings, she bumped into somebody, causing that person to drop what they were holding.
"Bloody hell," she heard a British accent say.
"I am so sorry!" she exclaimed, bending down to help the person she had bumped into.
"It's fine," the boy said in his accent. "That's what I get for walking around with my nose in a book."
She laughed, picking up the other books littering the ground. She assumed he had been carrying these in his arms while he was walking. She stood up and he too rose to his feet.
"Here's your boo-" she started before seeing his face.
He had an almost angular face, clear cut chin and cheek bones. He had abnormally bushy eyebrows, but rather than detracting from his appearance they actually added to it. His eyebrows were balanced out by his sparkling emerald eyes. He too, was staring at her intently. Neither wanted to break the spell that had them both entranced. Finally, the Brit managed to find his voice.
"Hello, I'm Arthur. Arthur Kirkland."
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Story of my Life (Hetalia One Shots)
FanfictionWhen England decides to take a vacation in California, he doesn't realize just how much his life is about to change. He finds his soul mate in a young American named Elizabeth. After dating for a few years, they finally decide to get married. But wh...
