"Flight Cancelled"

A Hetalia: Axis Powers Fanfic

A/N: I started writing this story on paper while in math class, but I hope it's good anyways. Rated for mild language and suggestive situations. This is a yaoi fanfic (AmericaXEngland), so if you don't like yaoi, I suggest you leave right now. Thanks, and enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Hetalia: Axis Powers, or any of its characters.

Setting: England's Manor

Time: Early in the morning

***

Tea. Nature's soft drink. Best served hot and steaming and, of course, rich with only the finest cream. Just a dash of sugar and it would be-...

"What?!" an obviously peeved man yelled as he dug through his kitchen cabinets. His tousled, dirty-blonde hair was splayed in all directions from having just woken up, and his forest green eyes jumped erraticaly from shelf-to-shelf searching for what wouldn't be found.

Finally, with a snarl of disgust, he slammed the cabinet doors closed and spun to stalk off in the direction of the kitchen.

He wanted to get down to this, and he wanted to do it now.

The cook was startled into dropping a bag of flour as the man burst in, almost ripping the wooden half-doors off of their hinges.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Kirkland! It won't happen again!" the cook squeaked, hasting to dust the man off with her flour-y hands (which wasn't much of a help to begin with).

"Never mind that!" Arthur Kirkland spat, siezing an empty teabox from a nearby counter and thrusting it in the female's face (so much for being a gentleman), "Do you know what this is?!"

The cook's eyes widened, the epitome of the saying "looked like a deer in headlights".

"I-I believe that's a teabox, sir," she stammered.

"Yes, but an empty teabox! Tell me, what is the meaning of this?!"

It seemed that the cook was too terrorized to answer, for she kept moving her plump jaw as if she was attempting to speak, but still no words came out.

Seeing that she wasn't going to be much help, Arthur decided to take matters into his own hands.

***

The book fell open with a soft thump of leather binding on his desk. Arthur switched on his reading lamp and ran his index finger along under the words "Recent Trades and Goods Acquired".

"Let's see... America, Japan, Russia, Germany, Italy, France..." he murmured under his breath in a huffy way. His finger paused at the last name on the list, under which there was nothing but a blank line.

There were only a few moments of silence before the book was hurled carelessly at the wall. "Confound it!" Arthur roared, kicking his chair back and storming out of the room, not even bothering to switch the lamp off or pick the book up, "Those twats forgot to trade with China, again!" (Those twats, referring to his superiors).

He breathed a bit in between complaining to shrug into a long, green waistcoat with a crisp, plaid pattern and to wrap a scarf the color of a worn army uniform around his neck. Right before he walked out of the door, he jerked something metallic out of his coat pocket and dialed some numbers into its keypad, placing it next to his ear.

After a few rings, a friendly voice picked up the phone.

"Ni hao, aru?"

"China!" Arthur said into the phone, his voice firm and serious.

The voice on the other side replied back in a shocked voice. "Oh, England! What is it? Is America calling another meeting again, aru?"

Arthur shook his head, even though he knew that China couldn't see him. "No, it's not that," he said quickly, trying to get straight to the point, "Do you have any tea?"

"Yeah, we just got some fresh bags of green tea in yesterday along with assorted black teas, aru." China answered cheerfully.

It was all Arthur could do to keep his mouth from watering. He cleared his throat hastily and began to speak to China again. "Great. How fast can you have it shipped over here?"

There was a pause in which the person on the other end of the phone was apparently talking to others in the background, then a slight crackling sound as the phone was shifted back up to the speaker's mouth.

"So, how long will it take?" Arthur repeated impatiently.

"Normally, it would take about three days with some of the fastest shipping, but-" he cut off.

"But?" Arthur pressed.

"-But, currently, all trading routes are shut down due to a recent terrorist threat, aru." China explained in an apologetic tone.

Arthur bit his lip. This was so frusterating! "And your airports?"

"They're open, I believe, aru." China said thoughtfully, "Why?"

There was the answer he was looking for. He would go to the airport, board the quickest flight to China, and finally get his tea! "I'll be there in a day." he announced into the phone.

"Huh? Wait-" China had started to say, but it was too late because Arthur, in his haste, had already shut the phone. The dial tone began to hum.

A/N: Alright! That's it for Chapter 1! I hope everyone liked it! It might be a little slow in the beginning at first, but I have great plans for this story. This may be my first yaoi fanfic, but I think it'll turn out well. Rate and review!~