Waiting.. - APH UsxUk Fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia ,the band, the music and all... except the fanfic's plot.XD

If you guys had no idea what Hetalia is..google "Hetalia Axis Powers" and you'll find out..if you don't know the song..search it on Youtube and type "Marry me by Train".

Genre: Shounen ai and tragedy.

it's just a short story..so yeah..since I had nothing to do because I'm bored..and my imagination flows everywhere in any parts of my brain..well..yeah..I'm not gonna miss this opportunity..

don't like Yaoi? well...go on and read something else please. :3

Anime : Hetalia Axis Powers



I'm sorry for my English..once I'm not in a mood to use English..everything I learned in English will hang up or blocked out. XD

----XoX----

It was raining again in London..England's thoughts are wondering all over his mind as the weather wonders along with his mood.While staring outside the restaurant, he thought anxiously:
" Where the hell is that guy? I thought we will settle this problem of ours for sure?.."
He then stares at his wrist watch and gave a frown.
" guess that idiot won't come after all.."
sips his coffee then after a minute..he stood up, grab his coat, goes outside, and opens his umbrella.
" Dammit..I'll call that son of-..."
He dialed America's number on his phone then let himself wait for the sound of the beep to be cut off and hear his voice..

" Hello?"
Alas..America answered..


" Dead gummit you git! where the hell are you? I've been waiting for you in the restaurant for a damn 3 hours!"
England kept shouting on his phone and even ignore everyone that stares at him as he passes by...


"eeermm..s-sorry..we have a..er..meeting..something important..I'm really sorry..but.."


" You kept saying sorry and you always never show up in our previous meetings or whatsoever then you always make that stupid excuses..all the same..and you expect me to believe that?!"


" Hey! don't blame for not coming there..I had something important to do here..you can't expect me to fly there and miss all these important meetings...and besides..this meeting is very special you know...I-"


"oh! so that meeting is very special than me? so much special it wasted my time waiting on the restaurant for nothing?"

America didn't respond, as if those words really hit his head very well to realize his mistakes..England is waiting for his respond but all he can hear are the noises that coming from America's place and yet no sign of his voice can be heard..it's hopeless, he thought..just hopeless..it's hopeless to fix such a good relationship that was always destroyed...They've been through a love hate relationship for how many years and everything ends up hating each other..He felt that..America is not serious on this relationship..He felt the pain that whenever him and America are on a fight..they always end up not having a good solution to its' problem and therefore..it is easy to make a fight but never succeeded on fixing it.He hated it..and he's tired of it..he trembled, not from the cold but from his anger mix with the feelings of sadness and let out tears flow from his eyes, no one notices that he's crying because of the rain drops falling all over, nor he gave out sobs or sniffs, just him and his expressions of anger covered his sadness. He let out a loud sigh then gave his respond...

" Well, guess you have nothing to say...sorry to waste your time there..and thank you for those wasted times that you made me wait for nothing!"

-BEEP-

their connection ended..the conversation led him to nowhere, he continued walking until he reached his home, the Buckingham Palace..

-inside the palace-

He walk as fast as he could, he didn't care who or what his bumping to as long as he gets himself inside his bedroom and let out a cry. As he reaches to his bedroom door, Queen Elizabeth came and pat his back gently..

"what's wrong dear? are you alright?" A mother's like voice ask him..

England couldn't hold it and he began to sob a little..

" I can't hold it anymore Beth, I'm too tired of these things...all these raining and cold weather..these is all me! it's all because of me! it's all because of this stupid love! -SIGH!-....and I thought countries are immune to this human emotions...well..I'm too old for this things anyway..."

he opens the door then..

" tell William that I'm not attending for tonight's dinner with Kate...I'm sorry." then he closed the door.

"Damn..." He thought... " why is it-..-sigh-..."

stares at the photo of America and him during summer camp along with France and Canada...then tears falling from his eyes, he never thought love could be this painful..he stood up and threw the photo and lie himself to bed..letting all the hunger pass him by just to cry alone in the bed....

" it's over..." then he sobbed through his pillow...

-it's been 3 weeks-

they've never talk with each other ever since that incident happened, England kept ignoring America's calls, his emails, even America himself..and America is hesitating to talk to him..they guess it is all over...no one is sure about their status of their relationship anymore..France even thought that it is better to have the old days back, shouting and arguing each other rather than rot the whole place from all the silence and pain that stabs them both inside...

" Angleterre, Amerique would stay in Europe for a week, would that be okay if he stays with-"

"No..he must stay with you..."

"but.."

"I said with you..now leave me alone." England walks away..

" Dieu! what's wrong with that bushy eyebrows? he makes his condition worst..he makes his weather worst!"

" ummm...I think you should leave him alone, sir France..he's in great pain..."

Canada's expression is concerned about England's actions..

"ummm...excuse me..but..who are you? " France asked.

" Wha-?! we've been through many meetings and yet you forgot about me? shhesssh.." Canada walks away and left the french nation scratching his head.

As England entered his bedroom, he noticed that his cellphone had 32 missed calls and 2 text messages..all came from America..He gave out a sigh and thought for a moment..then he started to open the messages.

1st message

'' Hey, um..I just wanted to tell you that...erm..the meeting went well and..I er..I made the project successful and..yeah..I just wanted to tell you how happy I am from this project of mine..and..well..yeah..that's it..bye."

"tsk..he even got guts to tell me his stupid project of his..despite the conflict between us!" he frowned and erased the 1st message..

2nd message

'' are you..um..angry with me? well...it's not like I'm oblivious about it.it's just..I can't distinguish your true anger to the fake one...erm..s-sorry..bye."

deletes the 2nd message then texted him back..

" you know what...you already pissed me for the last 3 weeks and now you wasted your load all because of this? and you even pissed me more, acting like you don't know anything..keeping that stupid pride alive..well lemme tell you something..it's over..I hate you..I don't like you anymore...I'm tired..your wasting my time..go marry yourself over with that stupid project of yours! I'm through with you !"

then with one click, the message will soon get into America's cellphone and read all those insults that he was hoping not to received..

-4:30 p.m-

England slept peacefully til he got awake by the ringtone of his cellphone..he thought of America again and as he opens it..it was France.

" Bushy Eyebrows! come over here at the Prezzo..the restaurant in 36 High street..I'm not gonna tell you why just come.
XoXoXoXo

P.S: there's a waitress there that would accompany you while I'm late, it's nothing personal..just economy problems and stuff, so see ya!

                                                -France ♥."

"eh??"

-sigh-

"not another wasted time to just sit my ass there for nothing..."he thinks it twice and looked down as if he was torn between "yes" or "no"...

"damn...fine, but this better be important or else!"

he stood up and fix himself and goes outside...

-Prezzo, 6:59 p.m-

He sits there..waiting..and waiting..the usual scene brought back again in that restaurant...he waited and waited but no one came there..he frowned and thought of himself...

" the hell!? what is the meaning of this? I promised myself I'm not waiting here for nothing...dammit maybe..maybe this is all America's plan..what the fuuu---"

he rubs the back of his neck and his phone rang..this time..it's a call from America, seeing the name of him made his blood boils so bad, he then gave a loud slam on the table that made everyone there flinch..

" DAMMIT! WHAT IS IT YOU WANT AMERICA? ARE YOU TRYING TO PISSED ME WITH ALL THIS PRANKS? IT'S NOT FUNNY! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT I'M THROUGH WITH YOU!"


but he was stunned as he heard a familiar yet different voice from the phone..

"Angleterre?"

"F-France...?" he said.."wh-what are you doing with America's-"

" I left my phone and I used America's phone to call you..please..don't be shock on what I am about to tell you..."

England felt a his hand trembled, he felt uneasy and uncomfortable..he didn't know why..but he felt like he want to cut off the call..until..

"America is in the hospital..he is now in comatose...his car flew and hit hard on the ground after getting hit by a truck that is driving towards him..he..he wanted to come there as fast as he could..he's from the studio..you see..he wanted to aired his project to the TV.."

"p-project..?" England said, he remembered America's excuse about the project that he's been doing for the past 3 weeks...

"...yes..a project, and it will be aired in any minute now..he said..it is the right time for you to know..then he drove his car as fast as he could..until..he..I'm..s-sorry Angleterre..I'm so sorry.."

then at the moment, England looked right at the clock on the wall. The clock ticks as he stares at it then the last tick changed the time..it is now 7:00 p.m..the waitress open the TV and he was surprised that the whole British channel was aired to a band named Train, Patrick Monahan, the vocalist of the band, and gave a speech before the certain surprise..

" Hello there people of Britain..I know you'll see me and my band in every channel you changed but this is urgent because this beautiful music that was composed by America was created for his special someone..the special someone who is at many times threw harsh comments about him and always angry at him whenever he made little pranks on him..but whenever this special someone argues with him..he admits that this guys is his life..his dream..his inspiration..even though they're now in a fight again..and I can't imagine how many fights they've been through..he made this song for he already made his final decision..so hang on guys...this is for you...England."

Hearing his name in the TV made him gulped and is now quavering...

-then a strum of the guitar started then..he began..-


" Forever can never be long enough for me
Feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now we won't let them see
But there's one thing left to do

Now that the weight has lifted
Love has surely shifted my way
Marry Me
Today and every day
Marry Me
If I ever get the nerve to say
Hello in this cafe
Say you will
Mm-hmm
Say you will
Mm-hmm

Together can never be close enough for me
Feel like I am close enough to you
You wear white and I'll wear out the words I love
And you're beautiful
Now that the wait is over
And love and has finally shown her my way
Marry me
Today and every day
Marry me
If I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe
Say you will
Mm-hmm
Say you will
Mm-hmm

Promise me
You'll always be
Happy by my side
I promise to
Sing to you
When all the music dies

And marry me
Today and everyday
Marry me
If I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe
Say you will
Mm-hmm
Say you will
Marry me
Mm-hmm..."

Tears started to fall from his eyes as he heard the song...everyone in the Prezzo started to clap and to comfort England as he cried so hard and shivers from all his sadness and regret...all this time...this so called "stupid project" of America that he loathed would actually made him cry and would be the best gift he'll ever received from all these years. He never thought that from all these years..America cared...he cared for the two of them..and he kept yelling at him as if it's all America's fault..but he now realized that he's wrong..he covered his mouth with his right hand while crying and his left hand to get his cellphone and began to text America..after that he stood up and the guard fetches him a taxi for him to go to the hospital where his America is now lying in a state of comatose..

at the hospital..France saw America's gift for England on the TV at the Hospital's waiting area,until he receives a message on America's phone..as he opens it, he smiled on what he saw..it was the shortest but the sweetest word that he could received:

" Yes..I will."

---OxO---

(a little quote for ya guys. : "Love waits for one thing, the right moment." )