I don't own Hetalia, if I did there would be so many couples it would be unbelievable!
And I'm not going to portray France as a 'rapist or pervert' because he's not. It's simple, really. I am not going to do that because I like France as a character and I refuse to believe that he would rape someone. Because he has stated before that he wouldn't and I think people make him out to be way too negative.{England POV}
I walked into the meeting room early, the meeting wasn't due to start for another 30 minutes, I was one of the first countries here. In the room was Germany, Italy, Japan, Prussia, Romano, Spain and Russia. They all exchanged a shocked look when they saw me dressed so casually, except Russia, he just gave me a smile. I went over to my seat and waited patently for the meeting to begin, also trying to ignore the eyes boring into my skull. Was it really that strange? So what if I wanted to wear something different for a change? It wasn't the end of the world. As the number of nations in the room increased so did the chatter, by this point France had come over to bother me.
"So, Angleterre What is up with your outfit, mon ami?" He put his face extremely close to mine, as if it was a huge secret that only he could know.
"Well, frog, there's nothing wrong. I just wanted to wear something different. And please get your face away from me, if I can smell your disgusting wine breath then you are too close" I replied, annoyed at him for questioning me about something that didn't matter in the slightest.
"Oui, calm down mon amour. I was only concerned. It is unusual to see you wear anything but vests and suits and the like. I just wanted to make sure you were okay Angleterre" he grinned and made his way to Spain and Prussia, no doubt to cause trouble. I checked my phone, 10 minutes until the meeting would start. I sighed loudly and rested my head on the table, I was starting to get tired, I didn't get that much sleep, a few hours, 5 at the most.
"It's all cool now dudes! The heroes here to save the day!" A stupidly loud American voice shouted.
"Oh great, what a way to annoy me further" I grumbled, not taking my head off the desk. I felt hands grab my shoulders and I flinched slightly, I expected it but it stung when he had touched the mark.
"Hey Iggy! Ya tired or sumthin'?" America asked, his unnaturally loud voice had quietened down so it was at a normal level.
"Yes, America, just tired is all. I didn't really get much sleep" l lifted my head and stifled a yawn. I was met with Americas blue eyes, full of concern. This was unsettling, it was very unusual for America to look this worried about me, the last time I had seen these eyes was when he was a colony.
"Sure dude. D'ya want me to stay at yours tonight? Well, it's more like can I? My flight ain't until tomorrow and I got kicked out my hotel for screaming too much while watching a horror movie" a cocky grin was plastered on his face, he knew I would say yes.
"Fine. But you will not be watching those films in my house. Okay? I have enough trouble sleeping and I don't need you screaming, that won't help" I gave a small frown. I didn't want him to stay but he had nowhere else and it wasn't worth paying for another hotel when he would be leaving tomorrow morning for his flight back to the states. Soon after the meeting started, Germany took centre stage and began talking about things that I didn't care about in the slightest, I yawned quietly as an argument broke out between Romano and Germany, something about potatoes and bastards? I wasn't really sure. I rested my head in my hands as more countries joined the argument, I just wanted a dreamless sleep.
"Yo, Iggy, not like you to sleep during meetings. You yell at me when I do it" America whispered, why did he need to sit next to me?
"For once I don't care about you sleeping or not America. You can if you wish today" I yawned softly, my eyelids were heavy and I knew I would fall into a slumber sooner or later.
"'K dude. If you start to sleep I won't wake ya!" He exclaimed, luckily the room was so noisy no-one heard him except me. I didn't want to sleep here, but I could my help it, my body demanded it. My head slammed on the desk loudly-I would have a headache when I woke up- and I fell asleep.
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