{Oneshot} (America X Japan) Prince Alfred found his beloved Kiku in a secluded cottage in the deepest part of the woods. He had thought that Kiku had died, but it turns out that there's more to the rumor that a simple lie... Art by: かのう Author's Note: This is my first "dark" story. I'll get better later on tho!!!

Francis has fallen into one of his dark moods. Concerned, Mattie calls on the only person he feels can alleviate his father's long stretches of depression.

Arthur and Francis were fighting then something went wrong.

Arthur Kirkland, high schooler, depressed, unpopular prep student. Francis Bonnefoy, high schooler, popular, fashionable, ladies love him, partying every night. Arthur wants to be loved. Francis wants someone to love. When the two meet, a blaze erupts.

There are three days, out of 365 days, in which Arthur James Kirkland secludes himself from the outside world. He was perfectly content locking himself in his bedroom for these twenty four hour increments, and sulking in the all too painful memories. Unluckily for Arthur, as soon as a certain frenchman discovered this, he vowed to put an end to it. This, dear reader, is the story of how every year, on July fourth, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland is dragged, very much against his will, to spend his day with Francis Bonnefoy. But maybe...Just possibly... He enjoys these days a trifle more than he lets on. Warning: This fanfiction includes a tickle war, snuggling, extreme fluff, & a very drunk Iggy

Alfred is despairing over his father(who he never truly knew)'s death. His best friend since eighth grade, Kiku, has to help him out, and in this tragedy, Alfred realizes thinks of his friend as more than just a friend. In his father's will, he gives his research ship to Alfred to do as he wishes. Alfred, being who he his, gathers his multicultural company of companions and sets off on a mission to an unexplored island in northern Russia, but things don't end as planned.

[COMPLETED] War certainly seems to drag on... Rations are handled with care and stationary can make a man smile. Alfred wished his story was less cliché. He wished he didn't have to love the one on the other side of the line. Kiku wished there was no story. He wanted to finish the war and wanted to go home. After a war drove them apart, a pen and some paper seems to bring them closer. [Tragedy] (AmeriPan for the Just write it for Valentines of 2016.) (also, for one of my friends) {[( Disclaimer: the characters are not my own. All credits go to Himaruya for creating the characters of Hetalia: Axis Powers)]}

"Everyone hates me" kiku thought. "I'm nothing" "I'm nothing but a blank slate" "What would Alfred ever see in a freak like me?" And yet, he doesn't seem to leave me. For the first time I saw him, a deep throbbing consumed my heart. And he stole it making me feel a way I never thought possible. If I live to see his smile, live to laugh one more time, and maybe, just maybe, he'll feel the same way. That is, if I'm not dead by may.