Young and Reckless (Hetalia Fanfic)

CH.29

"What really happened?"

America swallowed nervously, but sighing in defeat when he saw the look England gave him. His one bushy eyes brow raised high and mighty, as if it could strike at any given moment,

"They," America started, pointing to Prussia and France. "Drugged you up pretty bad.."

England's eye twitched, scaring the two immensely. "Go on."

"And...." America glanced at Norway, mentally asking if he should say, and with a simple Norwegian nod, the America spoke. "Your dying."

"W-What?" England's face fell instantly, his glass of water resting on his lap. His eyes drooped and the heart monitor slowed a bit.

"B-But, Norway is gonna fix you!" America smiled, approaching England. "Right?"

Norway, almost choking on his spit, quickly nodded. He instantly hid his face, not wanting to show any signs of doubt.

"But, how?" England asked, forgetting completely about his adventure with 2 of the 3 trio members. "Im a country...H-how am i dying?"

"Evil magic." Norway stated. England didn't know what to say, rather didn't know what to do.

"So, what do i do?" England asked.

"Nothing." A sigh escaped the Norwegians lips. "Just stay awake and i will do the rest..."

England nodded, glancing to the calender. He raised, yet again, another bushy eye brow.

"How long have i been here?" He asked. America tilted his head, sitting beside England on the bed.

"Just about a day, why?"

"I-It has not been a day..." Everyone in the room was confused, just starring silently at England.

"What do you mean bro?"

"Last i remember, i left the meeting because you laughed at me when i spilled my tea...and i did a spell... and that's all...."

Americas eyes widened. "You don't remember anything else?" England shook his head no.

"What happened then?"

"Oh.." Americas heart fell, he felt as if someone just crushed it. England didn't remember anything.... He didn't remembering a girl, or becoming Britain. Nor did he remember being a teen and being blind....he didn't remember how he told America about when it rains in his country. But what really made America want to die, is how he wouldn't remember how he feels about him.

"Alot of zhings happened." France smiled, rubbing his face. "You and magic are not a god combination."

England paled. "You bloody frog! My magic is perfectly fine!"

"Honhonon, i beg to differ!"

As the two bickered about England's magic skills, America couldn't get his mind straight. England doesn't know how he feels..... It was just like before the Revolution. England still sees him as a brother....

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SUPER UPER DUPER SORRY ITS LATE! I have been busy with school work and watching ToraDora!. I will try to do better....and im also becoming less interested in this story..... I need motivation!!!!

UGH anyway, hope you all still like this story.....

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