Please. Never. Forget. Me
That is what the red head said after realizing one of his youngest brothers, Alfred .F. Jones, or America, would rarely to never be able to see him again. Smoke rising from the cigar in his mouth, thoughts of what actually being able to commit suicide is like, there was no way to stop his depression. The young child, a young country that will become a great country, something that Scotland believed in.( Though, he never thought of it in himself. Alistor the great? Ridiculous, at least that is what Scotland thought himself.) Scotland had become attached to the young American, hoping that he could take care of him like he did with his other younger brothers... That was the moment Alistor saw England (Arthur Kirkland) taking Alfred for himself.
"Never forget me... Merica..." tears form inside of the Scot's eyes, trying not to let them flow down his face, "Run ya idiotic boy, and never forget me." The only thing he could say on his time alone. Alistor Kirkland, in the short months of knowing Alfred .F. Jones, has already fallen in love with him... and that will never change... no matter what...
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Ring Ring
"Wha????" Scotland had just woken up, hair a sexy mess, shirtless and morning cigar in his mouth. "Oh shit... there is that conference today that they told me about for once." Quickly and lazily getting dressed, Scotland ran to the conference. Though not as fast as an Italian, Scotty is still fast enough to make it to the conference on time. The moment Scotland ran in the room he realized he was early. Looking around the room to see if anybody was here, Scotty suddenly saw the back of a large brown jacket that had a fur collar and the number fifty sewn onto the back.
"What the---" Scotland was interrupted by the man turning around, he had large blue eyes and a bright smile "Have you come to see the Hero do his work?" the man said. Scotland seemed astonished, his eyes wide... America, he was speaking with America... Alfred Freedom Jones! Finally... "Dude? You look like you just found somebody after a long time of not seeing them..." America was seriously confused. Scotland slowly walked up to America, knowing who he was due to the way he speaks, it was the same way when he was younger... "Al-Al---America?" Scotland asked nervously. America tilted his head "Yes, why are you asking?" America's blonde hair was shining to Scotland, Alfred had looked like an angel, ready to take Alistor to heaven.
America had stared at Scotland with his deep blue eyes "Dude, you seem so familiar..." At this point Scotland realized that America never forgot him... America barely remembered him, but never forgot...
Never Forget Me America, got it, because when we see each other again, I want you to be able to know you shouldn't be afraid of me... I love you Al, remember that as well...
America walked up to Scotland and hugged him... "Scotland, I am no sorry.." America had remembered Scotland, which gave Scotland a large smile and the strength to hug somebody again...
I remembered you Scotty, thank you for remembering me...
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Remember Me America (Scotland X America)
FanfictionRed hair, blue coat, cocky attitude and famous Kirkland brows. Self-confidence, glasses, big blue eyes and childish. Could the country of Scots and cigars confess to the hamburger lover? Or will other things get in their way? Will they even be able...
