The title...is...weird xD --yes, I tried using a small 'x' since...that's what they all do...meh. Oh, the title? It's awesomely weird! >:3

And this is for... I forgot...

So..yeah! Hope you like it~ >~<

--and I thought you could read one. And I can't stay away from Wattpad...for I dunno! Maybe one day? ((After classes, I think about this first...)) XD Well yep.

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You hear Arthur swear...

Yet again. And then he's gonna say he's a gentleman? It kind of got you pissed. Seriously, why would he say he's a gentleman when he swears? You sighs, having enough of these thoughts.

You hear skipping and singing from outside and a knock on your door. You sighed for the second time and thought, "Better not be another country or else my home will be a world meeting!"

You frowned at the thought when they always have a meeting. There would be riot in the end...or maybe just Ludwig scowling and scolding.

You opened the door and had your hopes down to the floor, there, in front of you, was Ludwig, Feliciano, and Kiku. But something caught your eyes, making your frustrated face turn into a curious one.

Kiku followed your gaze as Feli and Ludwig let themselves in without permission, but you didn't care, you were focused on the bag that Kiku was holding.

Then suddenly, Kiku grinned mischievously.

You raise your eyebrows at him as he just grins at you, a rare expression that kind of made you shocked but shrugged it off as normal.

"Do you want to try it, _______-chan?" You look at it but could only see blue and white stuff together. You nod slowly and he pushes you towards the bathroom.

"H-Hey!" He pushed you inside and threw the bag as you caught it with a sigh afterwards. You examine it and finally pull it out of its jail. ((xD))

As you pulled it out, you saw a dress...an old one...a very old version of the dresses now. Well, the dresses you only see is a very, and I mean vey short ends.

Somehow, this was kind of your style. London-style. It reminds you of Arthur and you blush, giggling as you mutter in a British voice... "Bloody hell..."

It slipped of your tongue smoothly, like a real gal from London. It made you happy but then you heard a knock. "________-chan? Are you done yet?" You locked the door.

"No!" You say and you hear him walk away, making you feel at ease. You held up the blue-white dress and started to undress.

-----SKIIIIP-----

You looked at the mirror and blush, you gotta admit, you look beautiful. This somehow boost up your confidence to go out like this...but realized that Arthur will question you.

You blush as you think, "Why only Arthur?! The others too!" You sigh and called Kiku. You hear footsteps and a gentle knock. A sigh afterwards.

"________? Kiku told me to look at your dress." He says and you heard a mutter, "Why the bloody hell..." You giggle and realized it was Arthur.

It's Arthur! You started to get red and gave out a deep sigh. You nervously opened the door and saw his back. He turns around. His eyes wide at the sight of you dressed in that.

"______...What the bloody hell...." You frown, thinking it didn't fit you like the way you thought. You glare at him but he didn't notice it as he continue to stare.

"Kiku wanted me to try this. Got a problem with it? Ah whatever, surely you don't care." You snap and he was shocked as you see hurt swirl in his green eyes. But what the heck, it was his fault making you in this foul mood you are in. You started to regret it and was about to say sorry but you hear Kiku's voice calling your name.

"______-chan! Can I see it?" You walked towards him but not before glancing back at Arthur. You saw him just stand there and you couldn't help but sigh as you arrived to Kiku, who was standing beside Hercules.

His eyes sharpened as he sees you in it. "I knew it would fit you!" You blushed as he started taking pictures, Hercules staring at Kiku doing his work. You pose for him time by time.

Arthur stared and watched as you do poses for the Japanese while he took pictures. But something is quite confusing. Your dress was not even from Japan. Not from an anime, not any from Japan. It quite confused you...since you knew Kiku is an otaku himself.

But you didn't dare ask. Just going with the flow of the Japanese, who was...surrounding you with flashes of his camera. Arthur noticed the dress too. He knew it was from his country. But why the heck would Kiku be interested?

He knew Kiku likes cosplays. But...that's not even a cosplay. Then why? These thoughts lingered in both of your minds. Both of you shook it off, just like what you did, you just go with the flow.

Green eyes kept watching from a distance, yet you could not feel it, only the Japanese as he smirks. "Who are you looking at, Angleterre?" A French voice made Arthur snapped out of his gaze.

Arthur glared at him with a sour look on his face. He ignored him and walked off, wondering why your words damaged him that much as he thought, "It was only ________!"

After Kiku took way too many pictures, you went off to find Arthur in the dress, forgetting you were dressed in it. You smiled when you saw him at your glass garden--

((You know that? Like it's a garden and it's shelter is a glass. :P sorry bad at explaining))

--You stopped running and quietly walking towards him, your heels smoothly clicking a little sound. He sighs and turns around. You stop as you two looked at each other's eyes, no words were spoken.

You blush and sigh as you stutter, "S-Sorry about...y'know, an..." You didn't know how much time it took Kiku to picture you!

"An hour ago." He finishes for you with a soft smile.

You nod, "Yeah."

Suddenly you heard a song coming from your house, you wanted to go there, knowing they wrecked the house or so you thought. They were quietly looking at the window, watching you two.

"Do you think they're gonna be fine?"

"Hai, _______ only snapped at him..."

"Yeah, no need to be so dramatic over it."

They laughed and went over back to you guys and watched.

He grabs your hand, the soft smile still on his face. "Dance with me, my fair lady?" You roll your eyes, even though you hated being called a lady, but you could try. Maybe.

You curtsy and say in a British-like voice, "Of course, my good sir. I hope you take care of me this time on." ((What the--)) He chuckles and you couldn't help but blush at his deep voice.

He crosses his arm on yours as you two sway with the music. ((.-. Cliche...))

After the song, you two bow at each other then laughed afterwards, "That was so ridiculous!" He chuckles and nod at you.

The whole crowd was shocked, they don't see that big grin on his face everyday, but they were hoping to...after this performance.

"But you're a fine lady." He remarks and you roll your eyes with a proud grin on yours. "I'm not fine. I'm a real lady." He chuckles and put an arm around your waist.

"Another dance, my real lady?" You had a poker face on your face as he says this. "That sounds weird." He pouts and nuzzles his nose on your cheek. "It is but you don't care, do you? My love?"

You laughed at the cliche line he has spoken and shocked your head. "Don't care. But tired." He nods and carry you bridal style. "Woah!" Was your reaction.

After you two was in from of your room, he sets you down and opens the door for you as you giggle. "Now that's a real gentleman." He raises his eyebrow playfully.

"I was always a gentleman." You roll your eyes and sat down on your bed. "Yeah, right." He smiles and kisses your forehead. "But you're a real lady." You laugh.

"Maybe so, maybe so."

"But you just said you were."

"Oh shut up." He chuckles and lies down beside you after you had lied down. You look at his eyes as he look at yours. He kisses the back of your hand and smile. "I love you?" You asked, not sure if he feels the same about you.

He kisses your lips and you didn't hesitate to kiss back. "I love you, my love."

--full of aw's filled the air as the couple turned around and saw their friends at your door. You two blushed and the British quickly chased all of them, shouting swears.

At least these swears were shouted by a flustered British...not a mad gentleman. You chuckled at your own thoughts as you watch them run back and forth.

You mutter happily, "At least you're mostly a gentleman and I'm you're lady."

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY

THAT WAS SO CORNY! But I tried my best!! :( Hope you liked it though.

AND PLEASE! Whoever requested me to do a Britain x Reader, please tell it to me! So I can dedicate this to you! I forgot! Sorry :(

Edit 1: Okay, sorry I forgot! This is dedicated to @Fireheart2589 Sorry again! But hope you liked this.... :((