Russia grab's England's small hand in his own. "You hands are so small they're kinda cute in a way,Angliya."
England, turned away flustered,"don't call me cute in anyway it's bloody embarassing."He pulled his hand away from Russia's,"and we're almost at the meeting and I don't need those morons finding out about us."
"Why? Is something being the wrong with us?" Russia spoke with his thick Russian accent.
"No it's just...well uhm...you know how the others get."
Russia nodded letting his arm fall to his side as they walked into the meeting room they took they're usual seats across from eachother. They tried as hard as they could not to look at each other the whole meeting well at least England tried Russia couldn't help staring longingly at the small British man. England caught those big violet eyes staring at him a couple times. England blushed slightly and got a little angered he tried to explain to Russia several times that he wanted to keep their relationship a secret but he never seemed to bloody listen. England also swore he saw that bloody stupid, wanker, frog France, casting them suspicious glances. Though he shook the tought away it was probably just his paranoia.
The meeting ended in a time that felt like forever and once again no progress was made. At least Russia was going to be going home with him and he might be able to unwind and have a little fun. He was going to go walk with Russia until he felt France's hand on his shoulder.
"I need to 'ave a word with you mon ami," France said to England in a whisper voice.
England shot a glance at Russia the Russian man just nodded and walked outside to wait for England. England stared at France,"what do you want you tosser."
"I just wanted to know what's going on between you and our little Russian friend, because I felt some l'amour going on between you two during the meeting."
"Wh-what!? There is nothing going on between us!" England felt his face and ears get warm, "we're just getting better aqainted so we can you know...uhm...be better allies with one another ."
"Angleterre, I've known you long enough to know that you are lying to me. So tell me what's going on you can trust me. I can even 'elp you by giving you tips you could use when you guys 'ave fun in the bedroom if you know what I mean."
"Everything you said is just bloody absurd! I would never have realations like that with any country and you know it!" England's face got redder he wasn't even thinking if doing anything like that to Russia anytime soon they had just started building there relationship, and he didn't want to rush the poor Russian into doing things like that."Besides even if I did have a relationship with anyone country or not you are the last person in the world I would ask help from! Now would you please bugger off!"
England stormed out of the building,grabbed Russia's sleeve, and walked quickly until they found England's car and got in. The drive back to England's house was long, quite, and uncomfortable, and when they got there England was still so angered it took him the longest time to figure out which key unlocked his front door. When he was finally able to open they both walked in and England slammed the door behind them and flopped down on his couch so pissed off he almost couldn't stand it.
Russia shifted akwardly at the uneasy angry feeling in the air, "so what did Frantsiya have to say to you?"
"Oh nothing it's just you know you know he knows we're together nothing to bad,"England said sarcastically then snapped."I told you I wanted us to be a secret, but no you had to stare at me the way you do! Now that bloody frog knows and America and China probably know as well, and its all because you didn't listen to me at all did you!? You should've just ignored me and looked at the floor or something you didn't have to make it so obvious with the fucking staring and fucking making me blush like a bloody idiot!"
