World's love (AmericaxWorld one-shots) (COMPLETED)

WorldxAmerica- Glasses (Part 2)

Big, bright eyes stared up at France with a fierce anger, their color a beautiful sky blue mixed with some other unknown color. France was for once in his immortal lifetime speechless. I mean, you really can't blame the guy since anyone would be awestruck at those beautiful, hypnotizing orbs that could make even the strongest willed weak on their knees.

"Hey Franny, can I have Texas back now?"

The owner of the eyes snapped France out of his awestruck state. It took France a couple seconds to answer seeing as he was still distracted by America's eyes. "Non, mon ami. This is just too much fun and giving them back to you...well where's the fun in that~?" France teased smirking at the frustrated America who got up from his chair so he was now face to face with the Frenchmen.

When America stood up, his none glasses appearance became known to the rest of the countries in the room. Some had to blink a couple of times to be sure what they were seeing was real while others jaws just dropped. Who knew America looked so good without his glasses? Certainly no one in the room minus England and Canada who were glaring at everyone else in the lunch room.

Not noticing the eyes on him, America swiped Texas from France's hand putting them back on. Eyes followed the American as he went back to sit down with Canada and Japan starting to talk to Canada as if nothing had happened. Japan was currently holding a tissue over his bleeding nose, the iron scented liquid dripping onto his uniform.

"Oh my god, Japan what's wrong with your nose?" America asked looking over at his best friend with extreme concern and worry present on his face. "N-Nothing America-san, it's just allergies..." Japan politely insisted though he internally cursed himself for coming up with such a shitty excuse. "Never seen allergies do that before but maybe it's a medical condition. You should get that checked out." America chirped before turning back to his Canadian brother.

America started rambling to his older brother about various random topics. Canada looked over America's shoulder and saw some of the other nations staring at the young nation hungrily. Canada's look turned down right murderous with him making a gesture of him sliding his finger across his throat in a cutting motion.

Basically the overall message was 'If any of you even think about touching him, I'll wipe you off the face of the Earth'.

Now Canada knows his brother is by no means unable to protect himself. The guy has superhuman strength for Maple's sake! Even with this fact present in his head, Matthew Williams still makes appoint to look after his rather oblivious little brother. Because while his brother was an excellent war strategist and Tactician and very smart he couldn't read the mood to save his damn life.

So by law of older siblings it's his job to take care of America.

Don't even try to tell him otherwise.
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Everyone had been acting weird.

America wasn't sure but he knew he probably did something to trigger it. It had started after some of the nation insisted that he shouldn't wear his glasses as much. America of course said no. "You guys understand I can't see good without these, right? If I take these off my vision gets crazy blurry and I get a crazy wicked headache." America had explained to the few who continued asking (harassing) him to take Texas off.

They, of course, ignored this and proceed to ask him more and more. At first America thought it was some inside joke he wasn't a part of or maybe he was just over thinking this.....

....nah.

America's way too awesome to over think things and besides its not like he's in any real danger, right?

America brightened up a little and started whispering a cheerful tune while he continued to walk to the conference room. Seriously, why're these hallways so long? America decided to think nothing of it and just continued to walk down the hall without a care in the world.

America yelped in surprise and alarm when an arm wrapped around his waist dragging him into the nearest supply closet. America started protesting immediately, kicking and punching at whoever was trying to kidnap him. A gloved hand covered America's mouth muffling his noises of protest. "Stop squirming or else..." A voice ordered eyes boring down into America's own.

America's sky blue eyes narrowed defiantly before a smirk graced his covered lips. America then proceeded to knee his attacker in the crotch. The attacker fell down in pain and agony while America tried to find a light switch when he did find one he flipped it on, he saw the last person he expected to see....
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Aren't cliffhangers beautiful things? Anyway guys I need request for when I'm done with this so start thinking then comment it or message me. Part three coming soon. Any thoughts to share?