Love in America [France, America and England Only]

[Ireland]

Ireland sighed as she walked along the shores of the United States. She was never here before, so it was a new experience...

[England]

France stumbled across the sandy beach. That stupid America. He'd been showing France around, but of course. Like the large barbaric idiot he was, he'd left France to fend for himself, while America went goo goo eyed over food.

"Well.. Now what?"

[Ireland]

She looked over to see France. She blushed. "F-France! W-w-what are you doing here?"

[England]

France turned around at the sound of his name being called, to see Ireland.

"OH! Ma chérie! How are you?" he asked, making his way towards her.

[Ireland]

"I'm alright! So, we both got ditched by America, huh?" she smiled, blushing.

[England]

France heaved a sigh.

"Ou la la. It seems so..." he said, crossing his arms.

[Ireland]

"I don't even care... Now that you're here..." she blushed and hugged him.

[England]

France smiled, and gently pat her head.

"Well, since it seems we're both on our own here.. Why do't we go find something to do?"

[Ireland]

"Sure. England has a beach house somewhere around here. Let's just hope he's not there..." Ireland took his hand and walked down the beach until they found it.

"Here we are! Would you like anything? Coffee? Food?"

[England]

France looked around. It didn't seem like England was here. Odd. Usually that tea drinking twit was somewhere where America was.. Weird.

"Oh, no. Nothing. I'm fine, thank you."

[Ireland]

"Okay..." she sat down on the sofa beside France. "Um, France? Am I... pretty? I feel so ugly compared to other countries, like Belarus or Seychelles. Am I?"

[England]

French smiled, and gently ruffled her hair.

"Of course mon petite chou. You are just as beautiful.. Or rather, even more beautiful then the other countries."

[Ireland]

She smiled. Why? Why was he such a sweet man? She whispered something, but it was too quiet to hear. It sort of sounded like "I love you..."

[England]

France looked down at her curiously.

"Did you say something dear?"

[Ireland]

"I love you..." she finally said. "Not like a brother, I want to be yours!!!" she said pleadingly.

[England]

France hadn't really heard that, had he...?

No woman had ever said something like this to him before. He was so surprised by her sudden outburst, that he couldn't speak.

[Ireland]

She frowned. Did he not love her back?
"I understand if you don't love me back, I just had to tell you...."

[England]

France's cheeks turned pink, and he raised his hands to them.

"I see.."

[Ireland]

"I really do love you, France. Just don't forget that, Okay?" she was crying at this point, she just couldn't let him forget....

[America]

America came into the room with probably 5 cheeseburgers in his hand and a little gameboy. He had broken into Englands beach house because he felt like staying near the beach even though his beach house was just a few feet from this one. He saw France and Ireland sitting on the couch and he curiously asked,

"Hey francy pants, what r'you doing?".

[Ireland]

"A-America!" Her tear-streaked face looked behind her. "C-can you excuse us for one minute?" Ireland took France's hand and snuck him up to her bedroom. "I'm sorry about that..."

[England]

France let go of his cheeks, and looked down at her.

"It's fine.."

[Ireland]

"Please, tell me if you love me... Show me if you love me..." she smiled.

[England]

France's cheeks became even more cherry red then they were before.

Why was she saying such things?

"I.." France looked away. He was just too confused and mentally unstable right now to answer a question like that.

[Ireland]

She sighed, and kissed him. "You're unbelievable..."

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