Chapter 14: Escape I

America carried England in bridal style, frowning while thinking deeply, and then he looked at England's sleeping face. He felt betrayed and hurt when his beloved helped the pests.

'Why...my beloved...Why...' He thought darkly. He hugged his beloved tightly, as England's head was lolling in his arms until it hit on the side of his chest. His frown turned into anger while looking at England's sleeping, peaceful face until his face soften.

"I really can't be angry with you, England. I love you so much!" He whispered and confessed, and then he kissed England's head. America began to walk, decided to go to their room so that his beloved can comfortably rest.

America and England's Room

America laid down England's body on their bed gently. His beloved's head laid on the soft, white, fluffy pillow while his body was covered by a red duvet comfortably. America sit down beside the sleeping Englishman on the edge of their bed, watching him tenderly, and then he brushed his beloved's blond locks lovingly with a gentle look in his eyes.

Suddenly, England's eyelids twitched, signaling that he was ready to wake up. America's hand quickly retracted his hand, and he was eagerly waiting his beloved to wake up.

When England's lime-green eyes finally opened, he closed his eyes quickly, being blinded by the light, and then he blinked his eyes many times until his eyes was finally adjusted. He groaned, and he wanted to sit down but he can't because he was feeling too weak.

"Arthur?" Asked America in concern while looking at his beloved. England moved his head towards the familiar voice and saw America.

"I'm fine...just feeling weak and thirsty, poppet. Could you please help me to sit down?" England asked in favor, and his throat was hoarse. All these chanting makes his throat parched. America gladly helped him up by using his pillow to support England's back so that he can sit down. England thanked him, and then he closed his eyes and sighed tiredly.

Suddenly, he was surprised by a sudden hug, arms wrapping on his waist and head while America pressing him closer to him. England's eyes were wide open in surprised, stiffening his body and not knowing what to do until he decided to relax his body, and he let the American to hug him. He only saw America's blond hair, and he can even smell his shampoo, and then he looked away with a blush on his face.

"Why..." America asked in a whisper while his face was hidden by England's neck and his fringes. England knew what he was talking about, and he felt guilty as his red cheeks gone because of the serious situation.

"I...I felt that....I know them. I felt that we're connected and trust, so I help them." England answered in a whisper while looking at the window's red curtain in interest, clenching his hands turning into fists on his lap, where the red duvet pooled on his lap when he sit down on the bed earlier. America unwrapped his arms over him. England's head turned suddenly until their eyes locked. The room was silent.

England's POV

When our eyes locked together, I saw his eyes were angry, sad, pain, betrayal, and love in mixed emotion, swirling in his sky-blue irises.

Everything was silent. We're still staring each other. America became expressionless until his face turned into anger. My eyes were widen in shocked while I flinched, but I never look away. America's hand raised up until...

Suddenly the silence was broken by a loud smack. America slapped me while my face was looking away in the opposite direction. I put my hand on my cheek subconsciously. My face was shadowed by my fringes.

"Don't. Ever. Do. That. Again!" He said that in anger. Suddenly, he hugged me tightly, arms wrapping upon my back and head while keeping him closer to him, chest to chest. I can feel his body shaking and something wet behind my clothes. I knew he was crying. I let my hand go, and I looked on my lap.

"I'm sorry that I slap you, Arthur *hics* I-I'm sorry that I'm angry at you *sniffs* but I'm no-not angry at all! I-I slap you because I-I do this because I love you! *hics*" Apologized America while sniffing and crying.

"*hics* Do you know how stupid y-you are? He-helping our enemy because of wha-what you say tha-that you have connection?! That's a lot of bullsh**!" Added America with a curse while crying at the same time. America unwrapped his arms over me while he wiped his tears by his sleeves. I looked at him and saw he was shivering. I don't know if it's because of a cold or anger, but I knew it was the latter. I hugged America in front of him in comfort by wrapping my arms over him behind his back and pressing his head on my shoulder. I know my actions was kind of stupid. I know my cheek was red, and it's bloody hurt! But I can't help myself! I know that I did something right. I know that the enemies...were correct. I can feel it. I know that America lied to me. So I'll....

England's POV End

While England was hugging America in comfort, his eyes was in conviction to do something. He knew what to do now and what's his next action will be.

America hugged England back while England's hand gently swirled on America's back in comfort.

"There, there, love." Cooed England in comfort.

"Please, Arthur. Please promise me that...Don't ever do stupid stuff again." Whispered America. England closed his eyes, knowing that he will break his promise.

"I-I will." Said England, and then he coughed. They stopped hugging by uncovering their arms together while England coughed continuously. He covered his mouth by using his hand while coughing. His eyes were still closed.

"Are you okay?" Asked America in concern. England opened his one eye until his coughing fit was gone.

"Ye-yes...I'm a bit parch. Could you please give me some water?" Asked England in favor, hoarsely. America nodded.

"I'll get your medicine by myself. Be right back and don't move!" Ordered America. America quickly get out their bed and went outside to get the said items. England saw America's back, opening the door, and then coming outside until he closed it.

England waited 5 minutes until America's footsteps were gone. He quickly get out of their bed. He went to the window, unveiled the red curtain until he saw a cute, flying, green bunny. The flying, green, bunny was knocking on the window softly while it had a stick with a yellow star on the tip of the stick on its mouth. England guessed that it was a wand. He quickly opened the window. The flying, green, bunny decided to land on England's shoulder. England grabbed the wand while the bunny let him.

"Hullo there! What's your name, sweetie?" Cooed England while looking at the green bunny adoringly.

"My name is Flying Mint Bunny! I'm your friend, England! Someone ordered me to get you out in here!" Said Flying Mint Bunny. England snapped off, finally focusing what he was going to do. He nodded in agreement.

"Right. I don't want to waste our time. I don't know who sent you, but we'll talk to each other later." Said England. Flying Mint Bunny nodded. England looked outside the window by sticking his head out, looking below, and he saw how high he was.

"Oh, sh*tte!" Cursed England in surprised and disbelief, wondering how to get out in here.

"Do not worry! Transform into Britannia!" Said Flying Mint Bunny in comfort, patting England's cheek with his paw. He was still sitting on England's shoulder. England looked at his companion curiously.

"Britannia?" Asked England in curiosity. His companion looked at him and nodded at him.

"Yes! Please repeat after me, England. You'll transform quickly. 'I'm a servant of our Lord. The Holy angel sings, I, Arthur Kirkland, will always be your servant, always will be! Britannia!'" Chanted Flying Mint Bunny. England repeated what his companion said until a bright light surrounding him with a powerful wind. He closed his eyes until he felt the wind on his whole body. England was in mid-air while the Holy element surrounding him. His red cheek quickly healed with his own magical power and also his Nation's abilities. When it was finished, England turned into an angel. England was glowing with a powerful Holy presence. His white halo shined brightly, his beautiful white, soft, fluffy wing was stretched out, and his white toga looks silky to the touch. England's body kept glowing. When his feet touched on the carpet floor gently, his white wings folded on his back.

England looked behind his back in awed.

"Oh, this is what I looks like when I'm an angel!" Said England, feeling happy while inspecting his white wings and toga. He never noticed that he was gripping the wand like it was his second body. England looked at his companion.

"Supposed that you know how to fly?" He asked. Flying Mint Bunny nodded cheerfully while it flapped the creature's green wings.

"You'll know instinctively. Just believe in yourself, and you'll see that you can fly!" Chirped Flying Mint Bunny in advised. England nodded seriously. His companion flew outside the window first in few meters apart, waiting for England next. Fortunately, the window was fit enough for one person to go. He was ready to go until he heard a sound of breaking of glass behind his back. He turned his back and saw America, looking at him in curiosity, confusion, afraid, betrayal, and in pain. He looked at him defiantly, and his determination never wavering. Their eyes locked together once again.

"Arthur?"

To be continue...

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