One Shots

America's Erection (Hetalia)

America

I walk down the hallway towards the meeting room Arthur told me to meet him in slowly. This is the first time he's ever really noticed me since the revolution. I can't mess it up. This is my only shot to get him to realize why I did what I did.

I'm jolted out of my thoughts to realize I'm gripping Japan's shoulders tightly. His eyes are wide and slightly fearful as he stares up at me. I must've run into him. I let out a sigh before taking a step back.

"America? You okay?" Japan asks with a light blush painted across his face.

"Yea I'm fine." My hearts beating way to fast I need to calm down. "I totally did not see you there dude!"

England

Of course the bloody git wouldn't show up. What was I expecting?! He made it very clear he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. I guess tonight will be another night of tear filled tea with Francis.

As I'm walking the halls to get back to my car I see him. My breath catches in my throat as I notice Japan's heavy blush. So that's why he didn't show up.....

"So America I've been meaning to ask how your erection is going."

Alfred burst out laughing just as Francis joins us all in the hallway. Our eyes lock and he jesters for me to move beside him, I don't. My eyes wonder down to Alfred's pants and relief washes over me when I don't see a dent.

Election, Arthur, poor Japan meant election. Move! Do something other than stand here!

"Ah it's crazy! It's like battle of the sexes with Hillary Vrs. Trump. I'm not endorsing either one of them but I think if Hillary wins I'll give her scare her first day in office. Nothing to serious maybe just let her walk in to find me in her hair with my feet propped up on her desk....hmm I've been working out lately so perhaps being shirtless would add to the shock. Perhaps have a couple of bodyguards stood behind me so I look important." Alfred beams.

"Arthur, amour, perhaps we should-"

"Arthur! I mean uh Britan...." Alfred burst out of his fit of laughter and he's suddenly staring at me with tear filled eyes.

"It's okay......just go back to talking to-"

A gasp escapes me as Alfred wraps me in his arms. My eyes close but I don't hug back.

"I'm sorry!" There's no way he's actually apologizing to me! It can't b- "I'm sorry for not showing up to your meeting!"

"G-get off me." I mumble weakly. "I'm over it anyways."

"Lies...." I hear Francis mumble under his breath.

"Over what?" Alfred asks without letting me go.

"Nothing! Now.....let.me.go.Alfred!"

This time Alfred let's me go. It breaks my heart to see the tears pooling in his eyes, but I'm quick to mask my pain.

"B-but I was going to...."

"I want to go home." I choke out as Francis wraps my hand in his.

"You can't leave!" Alfred cries but Francis just pulls me forward as the tears begin to fall from my eyes.

"Come on Arthur. This is for your own good." Francis mumbles to me. "Just think you said that exact same thing to him and he still left. Show him how it hurts."

"You have no right to say that!" I rip my hand away from Francis' at the mention of the revolution. "You helped him! You wanted me to hurt!"