The hetalia 30 day challenge

Day 16: yay

Your OTP?

OMG my OTP that's easy USUK!

England: what me and America. No

America: why not dude? Don't you like me. You always used to say you loved me.

England: but that was when you were cute and small (starts fantasising about a small America calling him engwand)

America: you don't fantasise about that dude, it creepy

England: yes sorry. That's terribly bad maners. Any way I do not like America as a romantic partner, and I never will. (England's face went a little red as he said this. And tears started to well up in both America and England's eyes).

America: your no gentleman, and your no friend. I HATE YOU ENGLAND!!!

(Startled, and now crying England runs off and out of the room, slamming the door behind him).

Me: ok so he's just locked himself in the guest bed room, so don't make to much of a mess on the bed. Ok.

(Looks over to America. Being blatantly too obvious about what you mean)

America: what do you mean don't make a mess. What are you talking about?

Me: if you don't get your but out of this room right now your going to loose him for the rest of your life. Anyway I'm going out on a date with matty now anyway, and china and japan went out and won't be back till tomorrow, so you can make as much notice as you want.

(Walks out)

{ok now turning the next bit into a full blown one shot bit. This may happen more often in these things too}

America turns slowly around after the door closed behind you, and started walking to the previously slammed door. Reaching out his slightly shaking hand he tried the handle.

"Locked, damn". Changing tactics he released the handle and lifted his head to the main body of the door. Getting ready to shout.

"Don't bother shouting America, I'm not coming out". The wavering sound of England's voice changed Americas mood from annoyed and upset to concerned.

"Dude are you crying. Please don't cry. I didn't mean it you know that. Dude I.... I...."

"You what America. Because I know you hate me. Otherwise you wouldn't have.... You wouldn't have left". Silence consumed the gap between the two for a second, before America broke it in a small shaking voice.

"I left you as America".

"What do you mean you left 'as America' of course you left as America who else would you leave as". There was no gap this time and Americas voice picked up volume and answered.

"It is as America I left you! I didn't want to but I had no choice. You know we have to do as our bosses want us to. But of course I didn't want to leave. You were my big brother. And yes I did get lonely without you, and I hated it when you weren't around, but I never wanted to leave you, EVER. That's why I didn't shoot, I couldn't. And to tell you what... I LOVE YOU ENGLAND!!!....There, Now open this door before I kick it down". Silence again. But America didn't want silence he wanted England, his accent, even if he was yelling screaming at him, he needed him. And he was going to get it. So he began kicking at the bottom of the door, slowly picking up strength.

"Open. This. Damn. Door. England. NOW!" With one last hard kick the door flew open and a few shards of the frame following suet.

And as splinters settled down to the floor America could finally see who he had wanted to see. England, but he was sat in a pile of sheets, tears staining his face wile running from his eyes, and his face flushed red as he stared wide eyes at the man in front of him.

"....I (sniff) don't think you....(sniff) needed to break it (sniff)".

Turning around America saw the extent of the damage to the door. It was now in two pieces with the handle side fallen to the floor and the hinges only just holding the rest of the door to the frame.

"Ops, maybe I was a bit angry with it".

"Why did you get angry with the door... Your meant to be angry with me". Growing quieter England desperately hoped America would leave for a second so he could tidy himself up a bit, because frankly he was a mess. But America can't read the mood, so this was ignored. Soon the american was walking over to the bed, and crouching in front of his wannabe boyfriend.

"I don't want to be angry with you, I love you arther". at the sound of his human name England's face went ten times redder, and his eyes grew wider by the second.

"W..wait. Did you just call me a...Arthur. Bu...but---". Soon enough his voice was cut off with a soft pair of lips pressing against his. Slowly he also melded into the uncharacteristically soft kiss. But it ended too soon, only to be replaced by his arms around his slender frame.

"Yeah, and you know we only use the human names of people we love. So do you know what that means. "

"Th...that you... L... Lo....love me." And that was all he could say as he lay his head on the Americans chest and closed his eyes.

"I love you too Alfred." His soft whisper was followed by him falling in to a gentle sleep filled with dreams of the man cradling him in his arms. As America too turned an embarrassing shade of red, and settled himself and his new found boyfriend on the bed and fell asleep.

{ok so that's it. Wow that was long. Ok so might make a few more like this depending on the questions. I am doing a one shot thing at the moment so go read that if you liked this quick flick (that's what I'm calling them now) and there a lot better thought out than this one too. Oh I also ship prucan on the same level as USUK so yeah. Also japan made America pay for the door by making him pay for all his manga for a month, yeah I think japan got the better deal there. So se ya tomorrow.}