Series: Axis Powers Hetalia

Title: Unicorns for the WIN!

Pairing: AmericaXEngland, AlfredXArthur

A/N: This was inspired by a picture I saw on . The fic title is lame, but it's the best I could come up with. The picture can be found at: http:// (space)waterylt.(space)/art/(space)Hetalia-Unicorn-111088927 (remove the spaces). I had nothing to do with it, I just laughed so hard when I saw it, then inspiration (?) struck! First chapter is safe, its the next one that will be mature content, have fun!

*****************************************************************************Arthur had had enough. He was sick to death of all the stupid remarks and bad jokes. Even worse, suggestions to go and see 'someone' about the things he saw that 'did not exist'. He was quietly seething over the insults to his sanity, when he remembered that the next World Summit was in a few days. He smiled grimly as he started to put together his plan. This would be the end of it.

The Day of the Summit

"Umm, has anyone seen England?" America asked. The other nations looked at him curiously.

"No. Why?" Austria replied for them all. America winced

"Well, I thought I would try and talk to him again about his little 'problem'…" France promptly burst out laughing, and several of the other nations had to hide smiles.

"Good luck with that, I remember how well you did last time!" France giggled at the memory, while America grimaced. Japan looked unsettled.

"Maybe you should just leave him alone." He suggested quietly. America immediately rejected his proposal.

"I am a Hero; I can't leave others like that!" He proclaimed loudly. Before he could go any further however, England entered the room. He was also…

"…floating?" America gaped. The other countries stared at England as well, completely thunderstruck. As he moved into the room, America, in a moment of intelligence, also noticed that he was not the only one gaping at the short nation. As England moved toward him, Alfred couldn't help but notice that Arthur's legs weren't moving…

"Umm, England, what are you doing? You seem to be floating…" unsurprisingly it was Italy who stated the obvious.

"You all seem to feel that I am completely crazy, talking to things you can't see and say don't exist." England stated calmly, completely ignoring Italy.

"It is crazy to talk to thin air" France muttered. England glared at him.

"So how am I moving then? Surely you can explain that, since I am crazy." England smirked before facing America.

America took a step backward as England slowly began to move forwards, looking to the other nations for help. Unfortunately there didn't seem to be any forthcoming, as even the unflappable Russia seemed highly unnerved by England's display. America grew more and more anxious the closer England came to him. Eventually, he backed into a wall. There would be no further escape. His eyes locked with England, and he gulped, a bead of sweat trickling down his face.

"So, am I still crazy?" England asked, unnervingly calm. He then quickly moved forward and grabbed America by the back of his collar, lifting him off the ground with a strength at odds with his small stature. He then spun around and faced all the gathered nations.

"Are you riding a horse?" Italy asked, still clueless. England snorted.

"Of course not" He then smiled maliciously. The other nations flinched. He then continued.

"It's a unicorn."

And with that declaration, he raced out the door, still carrying a frozen America. The other nations watched him leave without a word, except for Italy, who was mumbling to himself about how hungry he was and was there going to be any pasta for lunch.

Once they were all certain that England had left however…

"Alcohol. Now."Unsurprisingly, it was France who suggested this. He looked like he expected the ground beneath his feet to open up and swallow him at any moment.

"Agreed." The nations then rushed for the sideboard with its selection of beverages. Soon they were well on their way to being drunk, and they all agreed to NEVER make fun of England's ability to see fantasy creatures EVER again!

Elsewhere…

"England! Put me down now! I am NOT a sack of flour! Damn it, Arthur!" America yelled as they (apparently) cantered through the (now) deserted halls. England continued to ignore him until they reached his suite. England then dropped his captive on his butt outside his door, and dismounted, giving the unicorn a quick pat and a lump of sugar. America gingerly stood up, grumbling as he brushed of his clothes. He was turning to walk away when England grabbed his collar and dragged him into his room. England slammed and locked the door behind them, after dumping his captive onto a nearby couch. He then stalked into the kitchen without looking at America once. Thoroughly cowed, America hunched over in his chair, listening to the banging and crashing coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Eventually, England emerged from the kitchen with a pot of tea and several scones with jam and cream on a tray. He stalked back to where America was sitting and placed his tray on a nearby table. He then proceeded to make tea for them both, anger in every movement of his body. America took his tea and scone meekly and without complaint, despite wanting very much to beg for coffee and store-bought biscuits instead. England finally sat down and picked up his own cup, staring into it like it held the secrets of the universe. By now the silence had stretched enough to be very uncomfortable to the sound of someone who loves to hear the sound of his own voice. Daring England's anger, he finally spoke.

"I thought only virgins could touch unicorns." He stated evenly. England's hands tightened on his cup and he looked at America.

"From my own experience and what the others say, it is only those innocents who are pure of spirit can touch a unicorn." England replied snappishly. America winced at his tone, and ate his scone and drank the rest of his tea in silence.

After finishing his cup of tea, England seemed to be in a much calmer mood. He put it on the table, and crossed his legs in a defensive posture America recognised from his childhood, pinning the younger nation with 'the look'.

"So…do you believe me now? Or do I need to do something else to prove I am not lying." He asked, his voice carefully neutral.

His acting was spoiled by America having a seldom seen moment of insight. Instead of seeing just the surface anger, like England wanted, he also saw the hurt and vulnerability beneath it.

"Oh, Arthur." He ran his hand through his hair and sighed.

"We never really thought you were crazy, we were just worried. I was worried. I mean, when you say you can see things that don't exist, these fairytale creatures, like they are real…" Alfred stopped talking at the look on Arthur's face. He was smiling bitterly.

"Since when has anything I have said or done worried you? You washed your hands of me years ago, remember? You don't really care about me, if you did, you would have thought about how I felt every time you, and all the rest, tried to pack me off to a mental institution! Or a psychologist, or psychiatrist, or whatever you thought would help!"

Arthur stood up quickly, turning away as if to leave. Alfred hurried to stand as well, quickly grabbing onto the elder nation to prevent him from escaping. Gently, Alfred turned Arthur around so he could see his face. He was shocked to find tears in Arthur's eyes, ready to spill over at any moment.

"I'm sorry." Alfred apologised quietly. It was all he could do. However, instead of accepting the apology, Arthur started struggling.

"That's it? You're sorry? Sorry doesn't cut it you git! You have no idea how I feel, you bastard!"

Arthur's voice kept escalating as he continued his tirade, tears now flowing freely down his face. He struggled to escape from Alfred, leaving him so choice but to hold the older nation tighter and closer. As Arthur looked up at him in surprise, Alfred kissed him.

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Sorry for the cliff-hanger end! i was going to do it all in one chapter, but had to split it for safety reasons ;) Anyways, please review!