Young and Reckless (Hetalia Fanfic)

CH16

America ran across the hot sand, quickly making his way into the cool beach water. It was pretty cloudy but that still made the sand hot. But what surprised America the most is how it wasn't raining, the whole day it didn't rain. They were in England, which was known as the rainy country, but there was no rain.

"America, shouldn't we wait for England?" France asked as he approached the waters edge. He was wearing light pink swim trunks America stood up from the water, his American flag swim trunk half showing.

"Nope, were is he anyways?"

"He is changing into a swim suit." America raised an eyebrow questionably.

"Wait, when did he buy a bikini?"

"When we were looking for more outfits for him, he said he was going to pick out his own bathing suit. But, knowing him he probly got trunks and a surf top." France said with a hint of discust about the surf top and trunks. He really wanted England to wear a bikini.

"Awe come on! He looks like a girl, so he needs to dress like one...." America was a little disappointed as well, but tried his best not to sound like it. But obviously he did.

"Honhonhon, someone is eager~" Americas face turned red, so he quickly turned around.

"No im not...its just....never mind."

"Its okay America, i know how much you want to see your amour in a bikkini~" France laughed as he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Dude! Hes not my 'amour'......"

"But you wish he was."

"No."

"Oui." France smirked when America didn't reply. America knew France was right, but couldn't bring himself to admit it. He grew up in a place were gay was wrong. His country was very judgmental and he just couldn't bring himself to say he loved England, he was to scared.

"America, i know you love him." America stayed silent, keeping his back toward the Frenchman. "I am not judging you, you did the right thing."

"What do you mean?" America asked, still not turning around. His voice was serious, but also sad.

"When you got your Independence." As France mentioned it, memories flooded his head, his eyes watered a bit, but he forced the tears back. Just like he always did. "Think about it, if you wouldn't of did that, you would still be England's little brother."

"Im still his little brother....." France sighed, gazing at America almost pity like. "At least in his eyes i still am....."

It became silent for a few minutes, only the waves breaking through. America turned around to face France, but kept his head down.

France opened his mouth to speak, but only closed it when he turned to face the restrooms and starred wide eyed at the girl that stood awkwardly in front of him.

"So, what do you think?" England asked almost as if he was about to be turned down.

America instantly looked up, his eyes widening as well. England was wearing a UK flag bikini and his hair was down, cascading down to his waist.

"Y-you look n-nice...." America spoke first, his face turning even more red than earlier.

England blushed lightly while France rolled his eyes at the American.

"You look gorgeous, mon amour." England starred at France for a few seconds, awkwardly walking past him.

"Im not even going to argue...."

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"Come on Iggy! The water is nice!" America called out to England, whom of which was sitting on a beach towel.