The Story of Fiji [Hetalia Fanfic]

Chapter 2

England's P.O.V

I woke up with a stuffy nose, head ache and felt very weak. I tried to get out of my bed, but once I tried to put weight onto my feet, I fell to the ground. I moaned in pain, and heard feet slowly shuffling down the hall. My door opened and closed again, and when I looked up, I saw a sleepy looking Eve. I tried to look away but I honestly couldn't. All she was wearing was a pair of lacy underwear and a simple purple tank top.

"U-um could you please help me?" I stuttered, my voice hoarse, and finally managed to pull away my gaze. She leaned down, and grabbed my hands. I felt her haul me me onto my bed before she sat down on the floor and looked at me sleepily.

"What do you need?" She asked, and rubbed her eyes.

"Could you help me into the tub, and help me bathe please?" I asked nervously. I felt so bad because she was so innocent. Eve helped me up again, and this time led me to my bathroom. She helped me undress all the way to my boxers, where I stopped her.

"I can do this part myself, so if you could run the bath please" I asked her and she nodded. As she turned around to run the bath, I quickly discarded my boxers, and put a towel around my waist. When the bath was full, Eve helped me into it. It was very large, the size of a small hot tub. I sighed in pleasure. Eve always made it the right temperature!

I heard a small plop, and looked over, to see Eve pulling off her top.

"What are you doing?" I shouted, looking away quickly.

"What does it look like, silly? I'm getting in the tub." She said in a 'duh' kind of voice. I heard the small splashes that indicated she was in the tub. I look over to her and sigh in relief to see that the water covered her body enough.

Eve moved, and all of a sudden she was in my lap, straddling me. While I was silently freaking out, I didn't see her reach for the shampoo. She squirted some in her hands and put the bottle down. Eve leaned forward, pressing her chest on mine. She started to massage the shampoo into my hair.

"Close your eyes" she whispered in my ear, and I did. When she was done, she rinsed my hair, and moved on to my body.

She washed my torso, and was about to move down when I stopped her. "You only touch this part if you truly love somebody, okay Eve?" I told her, and she nodded. She moved back and let me do it myself. Eve had her knees pressed against her chest, and watched me with a somewhat dreamy and tired look in her eyes.

She reached again for the shampoo, and this time washed her own hair. I watched her, and I noticed she didn't wash the long curl sticking from her hair. It looks like the one Italy has, and when she had just finished rinsing her hair, I reached out to try and touch it. Eve jerked back, and smacked my hand away.

"I'm so sorry! But you just can't touch that!" She shouted at me, blushed. I nodded, and stretched my arms.

"Well, I'm done, so if you could please fetch me a towel?" I asked, and she stood up right away, and next thing I know, my nose is bleeding. I quickly plugged my nose, so that she wouldn't notice.

Eve got out of the bath, and grabbed a towel. She helped me out if the tub, both of us still naked. I bit my lip, trying to distract my mind from Eve, standing in front of me, soaking wet without clothes on.

I took the towel from her and wrapped it around my waist. "Now get one for yourself" I muttered, and watched her wrap herself up. We left the bathroom, and re-entered my room. Eve picked out the uniform I usually wore, and she helped me into it.

"Now, please go get dressed. I must discuss something with you over breakfast" I ordered, and she nodded. She left, and I sighed. She doesn't seem to be very perverted, but sometimes I truly wonder if she knew more than she let on...

*~Time Skip Brought To You By Mochi!Sweden~*

Eve's P.O.V

I sat on my bed in my small room, petting Skyla. I wasn't quite sure what to wear for the day, but finally I decided on something cute and simple. I slipped on my favorite purple panties, and slid on a brown skirt over that. I rummaged through my drawers, desperately trying to find my black tank top.

I let out a satisfied noise as I pulled it out, and put it on. I threw on my slightly over sized pink top, added a white belt, slipped on some thigh high socks, and ran to the bathroom, Skyla following closely behind.

When I entered the large bathroom, I looked for my black butterfly clips. When I found them, I brushed out my hair, trying desperately to avoid my ahoge, then put them in my hair. I put a bit of concealer under my eyes and applied some lip balm, then left the room. I stumbled down the stairs, and fell the last couple. Letting out a scream, I landed at the bottom of the stairs, before awkwardly picking myself up.

I walked into the kitchen to find England snickering. He broke off with dry cough. "You wanted to talk?" I asked, as I sat down across the table from him. He nodded.

"As you can see, I am sick" he rasped, and I nodded. "And you are aware there's a World Meeting today, yes?" I nodded again, before he continued again.

"I need you to fill in for me today. I know that you are aware of what is happening in my country, and so I figured, why miss it if I have someone who is qualified enough to be there for me? Will you do it?" He begged, and I thought about it for a moment.

A chance to leave the house? To meet new people? Hell yes!

"Of course I'll do it!" I said excitedly, and England chuckled.

"Good, because I have America coming to pick you up in half an hour." He said, obviously amused. I had to refrain myself from throwing myself across the table to hug him. So instead, I walked calmly around the table, and hugged him tightly. He seemed surprised for a moment, but hugged me back after.

I pulled back, and set to work to make soup for England. When it was done, he ate it quickly, praising me on my cooking. I helped him back upstairs, and he went to sleep. Just as I was tucking him in, I heard a knock at the door.

I could hardly contain my excitement as I forced myself not to run down the stairs. Just as I was about to reach for the door handle, I remembered what happened the last time I met America. I blushed, but forced it down, and opened the door with a smile on my face.

I was greeted with a warm hug and laughed, before hugging him back. When America pulled back, I could see the excitement evident on his face. "Hi Eve!" He said happily. I smiled at him, giggled. He put his face close to mine, and looked me in the eyes. I stared into his eyes, before my eyes were captivated by the perfectness of his skin. He pulled back. "You look super duper excited!" He exclaimed. I nodded, not really paying attention.

I reached my hand out, and touched his face. I let out a happy noise. America's face was super soft. I trailed my hand down his face, touching as much of his face as I could. I put my other hand on his face and held his face in my hands. I looked him in the eyes before I moaned in happiness.

"I could touch your face all day!" I moaned and he laughed. America took my hand from his face and held them in his. He studied my face for a moment, before chuckling.

"Hello Skyla" America greeted, and from my head, I heard an excited yowl in response. "Shall we?" He asked, and when I nodded, he began to drag me towards the car that was waiting in our driveway. Time for an adventure!