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[Axis Powers Hetalia] Cinderella 5 / 5

Title: Happily Ever After
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: Various
Pairing: America / England
Rating (chapter): PG
Part: 5 / 5
Warning: shounen-ai
Spoiler: none
Word Count: 1233 ( Contaparole )
Abstract: America shrugged his shoulders and the Frenchman smiled, satisfied. This is the first step, thought, leaning back into his bag and pulling out the magazine. But do not delude , Angleterre, will put us years to realize that he has ever talked about a kiss.
Notes: Written for the F3.U.CK.S fest organized by fanfic_italia : permanent challenge sponsored by fiumidiparole
Discaimer: Hetalia Axis Powers and his characters belong to Hidekazu Himaruya and therefore I do not gain anything except the taste of them to do what I want * evil laugh *.


was missing more than half an hour at the beginning of the meeting, but America was already there, sitting in his seat with his face resting on the table, and every so often heard strange sounds coming from him, a series of complaints and sobs. Even Japan had arrived first and, although there the same trying hard to ignore the other nation in peace and read his manga, he could not help but get distracted and looking at him, worried, and the feast last night was not completed exactly in the best way for anyone - even if he had to admit that it could be considered pleased that at last England had allowed his feelings to take over, not to mention the wonderful picture that had just missed - and especially for America, whose birthday party ended with a resounding slap. I wonder whether it is in that state since last night, he thought, as the worm of guilt crept into him, creeping up to his brain. He would tell everything if he could, but at that moment the door of the hall opened, and France, whistling, and got going to sit in place and pulling out a magazine from his briefcase.
Japan looked at the newcomer intently, as if trying to communicate something using the power of the mind, and America sat up on his feet, slamming his hands on the table. "You!" He said, shouting. "You can know what kind of gift would be, to last night? That gave me a slap, I mean, it was my birthday , "The Japanese looked at him with a mixture of pity and sadness and the French merely shrugged his shoulders and continued to read his newspaper. "And then?" He said, without even looking. "It's not my fault if your gift has slapped you, do not you think?" America again opened his mouth to reply but France interrupted him. "I never said you'd take someone willing to satisfy all your desires, submissive, without free will or that he would cast me in your arms, you might see Heaven and then leave as if it never existed, "he continued doing that America gives pale Japan. "I wanted to bring someone that I could have feelings for you, someone who would be willing to stand by your side forever and takes you more than anyone else could do."
Japanese appeared on the face of a smile and he began to nod, saying he agreed with everything that France had just said while America looked at him with skeptical expression and then cross your arms to the chest. "Oh yeah?" His voice was so full of hatred for a while even France feared that the other nation could have hit him. "And if so, why did not tell me what it's called? Why do not I? Why the hell hit me if she was asking me to kiss her?, "Japan ran his eyes rapidly from side to side and then, suddenly, sighed, and France got rid of the magazine, folded it carefully and withdrawing it before to look up and look America straight in the eye. "You're so childish," she said, and fell back in his chair with his arms crossed and her long legs crossed. "Children and self-centered: the worry your party ruined, that she has slapped you but tell me, America, have you ever tried to wonder why she did it came to the conclusion that maybe you did something to hurt her feelings? "The two looked for a long time and for a while 'no one spoke up to that France, after taking a deep breath, it ran a hand through his hair, exasperated. "I brought the creature to the party because that was where he wanted to go and I made sure it ended in your arms because that was where he wanted to stay but now I really wonder if, rather than do her a favor, I should not have put it in most horrible conditions. He loves you so much that even if she makes account so that you not even deserve to talk, but let me tell you something: love is not just a feeling one way and if you do not start to seriously look around you're going to lose who you love without expecting anything in return. "
He leaned his elbows on the table, looking at America with a straight face - an expression that Japan had ever seen painted on her face - and the other nation, after trying for a while ' to hold the eye, eventually turned his head to the side, returning to his seat. For the first time in his life had not the faintest idea what to say, such as responding to the allegations that were made, passed a hand through his hair away from eyes and then took a deep breath, bending the neck and by shifting the head forward. "Who was that?" He asked softly. "I can at least say it was?" Japan and France have exchanged a long look, and neither had time to think of something to change the subject that the room door opened again and England appeared in the doorway. The French and the Japanese looked at him, too surprised even to wish him good morning, and he twisted his face and a throbbing headache walked to his seat, cursing the fact that it is too close to that of America to that of France.
The American looked at him with an annoyed grimace in the face, as if he could not accept that someone else besides himself had had a bad night, and so, just to vent his frustration, came near, they set up next to him. "Why did not you come to my party?" England looked at him with inscrutable expression on his face and he painted, not at all pleased by that reaction, he continued to speak. "Ultimately you have been invited, you could also say that you did not want to come in the end ..."
"Shut up," interrupted England, apathetic. "I do not care anything about your stupid party: yesterday was the worst night of my life, have an ounce of conscientiousness and raising of my way!" America blushed for rabies and then slammed a hand on the table, near the head of English. "You had a bad night? And I, then? What about that first seduced and then I get slapped in front of all those invited, eh? "France and Japan looked at each other, fearing the worst, but England, against all expectations, sat up straight and looked at the American in the face with a strange expression in his eyes. "How was that?" America raised an eyebrow, confused. "Did you like the kiss?" America shrugged his shoulders and the Frenchman smiled, satisfied. This is the first step, thought, leaning back into his bag and pulling out the magazine. But do not delude , Angleterre, will put us years to realize that he has ever talked about a kiss. And while America responded to the question asking what the hell hit with what he was saying Japan first sat down in his place and further without worrying about their problems began to read his manga. In peace.


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