Don't Leave Me

Blue

So I read the rest of the story and I never wrapped up like a the main plot-line XD Time for more rewriting! I really hope you all enjoy these changes to the story. This was my first successful fanfic and I was so proud of it. I still am in many ways, but now that I'm older I want to improve it if I can. As sad as my ending was for this story, it didn't wrap everything up and it came out of left field. I want to do this story right if at all possible.))

When I left the meeting room it only took a second to guess where England would run off too. Turning left I raced into the bathroom fully expecting to find him standing there, but it was empty.

I was ready to turn and continue my search when a soft sniffle came from the last stall. I waited to see if it was just my imagination but a few seconds later I heard a second sniffle.

"Eng....Arthur?" I called slowly walking towards the stall.

The sound of shuffling made me pause and slowly England opened the stall door and walked out. His eyes were slightly puffy and red but he held his head high and stared coldly at me, "What America?"

"I'm ready to talk." I said confused as to why he seemed so mad. I thought I was supposed to be the mad one?

England shrugged and walked over to the sink to wash his hands, "That's wonderful for you America, but I'm not."

Okay I have to be going crazy. What the hells going on? Walking over to him I stopped behind him as he finished washing his hands and then turned to face me, "I'm confused. Why are you mad at me?"

Scoffing England leaned back against the sink and crossed his arms, "You moved on quicker then I thought you would."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked clearly lost. He sighed and moved to grab his suit case that he had set against the wall.

He grabbed the suit case and turned to face me, "You and Japan? I saw you two in there!"

He can't be serious!

Clenching my fists I gesture behind us in the direction of the meeting room, "There is nothing between Japan and I! We are just friends!"

England rolled his eyes, "Sure. You know if you were trying to get back at me you could at least have better tastes."

All I saw was red and when my vision cleared I had England pressed against the wall with my arm on either side of his head. Looking him up and down slowly I finally settled my gaze on his lips, "When I walked in and saw him against you...I've never felt so angry. So jealous."

England's eyes were wide as he watched me slowly and gently grab his chin and lift it so he would be looking up at me, "I wanted to be the one pressing against you. I wanted to be the one messing up your hair and making you breathless." I let go of his chin and lightly combed my fingers through his hair, "But it wasn't me." Then my hand dropped and I took a few steps back.

"It wasn't me doing that to you Arthur. It was France." Sighing I can't help but look down at the hand that had punched France, "Japan and I aren't together. He is my friend and nothing more. " Tearing my gaze from my hand and the memory of punching France I instead meet England's eyes, "If I can believe and trust you when you say France kissed you and you froze...that you didn't want to kiss him, well I'd like to think you can believe me about Japan."

England stood speechless and blushing. I want to smirk but until he responds I can't let myself relax. He could still insist I'm lying. England is stubborn like that.

"Your right. I believe you. I was just...France kept saying all these things about you two and I let him get in my head." He said looking down ashamed.

I let out the breath I had been holding and I quickly stepped forward taking his hands in mine, "We both let him get in our heads. Never again. From now on we trust each other. I'm sorry I doubted you Iggy."

England looked up and smiled before leaning forward and giving me a soft kiss. Once he pulled away the smile faltered, "As happy as I am to have you back...Alfred were about to go to war with the world."

"As long as your by my side I know we will win." I said giving a reassuring smile despite the terror in my veins.

He chuckled, "Your so cheesy." His worried frown still didn't go away and after a second he voiced his real concern, "Alfred your eyes are blue?"

"Uhm...Yes? Did you really just notice?" I joked confused.

Shaking his head he pointed to the mirror, "Alfred your eyes aren't blue right now."

What? Confused I turned and faced the large mirror that sits above the line of sinks in the bathroom.

That can't be right.

Stepping closer I leaned over the sink to get as close to the mirror as I could.

This has to be a trick of the light. There's no way!

"Alfred..." England stepped up beside me and locked eyes with me in the mirror, "Your eyes are red."