England x Reader x America (Reality) (Chapter one)

England x reader x America- Reality (part 1)


You sat out on your back porch, watching the rain clouds come in. The air was warm, but it was cooling off. Perfect weather to just sit out and relax. That's exactly what you needed. The day had not been a good one for you. First off, you got fired. Then, your boyfriend of two years broke up with you, and finally, your sister (who had living in your house with you) had left. Being only 19, you weren't exactly ready for bills and such, but did she care? No. She only cared about her own boyfriend,  James.

 You breathed in deeply, and then breathed out. "I think a walk would clear my head."  You said to yourself, standing up and stretching. You walked inside, and into the bathroom. After brushing your hair and putting it into a bun, you got your shoes on and left to go walk around town. You lived only 3 blocks away from town, so you decided to visit the downtown shops. You met a couple of your friends, but other then that, you were still depressed when walking the sidewalks. You stopped in-front of a small store, named, "Alyss's Crafts". You opened the black, large door of the shop.

'I've never been to this shop before..it's awfully cute.' You thought, looking over the shelfs. The shop was basically a Polymer clay charm shop. "Oh, welcome!" A soft voice said from behind you. Jumping slightly, you turned around. Standing there, was a woman no older than you, with long, redish-brown hair and yellow eyes. "Oh..uhm, hello." You said, softly. The woman, whose name tag said 'Alyss', smiled. "You sound, and look, depressed. Would you mind telling me what's wrong?"

 You sighed; there wasn't any harm in telling her what was wrong, was there? You had to get it off your chest anyways. After telling her everything that had happened, she frowned. "Sounds like you need someone to love and care for you," she said. "Follow me." Arching an eyebrow, but not saying anything, you followed Alyss into a dark room. "Are you going to kill me?" You asked. The red-haired girl laughed and turned on a light. The room you were in was a old study. Bookcases lined the room, and there was a brown table in the middle of the room, where two books lay. 

"Where are we?" You asked, looking around. Alyss smiled, "you may not believe me, but I'm a witch." Eyes wide, you turned to look at her. "R-really?" She nodded. "Well, don't worry. I believe you." She smiled, "Great. Now, let me try a spell." Walking over to the spell books, you followed the woman. "This old room has been here for ages, and so have I. My cousin created this store, but she died, so now I run it. Not many people come back here. But I feel you are a trust-worthy and sweet person, so I will let you live a good life."

Opening up a green book, you watched as she mouthed the words on a open page. "There," she said, after a few moments. "What? That's..all?" You asked, confused. She just laughed, "It sounds weird but it works. Go home and wait. Call me after something..out of the blue, you could say, happens. Alright?" You nodded. "Great! Here is my number. Goodbye~." You took the small, blue strip of paper with ink on it, and left. 


Once home, you put the piece of paper in your drawer by your bed. Walking into the kitchen, you opened the cabinet and pulled out some tea bags. 'After everything today, including meeting that woman, I think I deserve a good meal and some nice, warm tea.'



The time was 6:30 pm. You sat on your couch, curled up n a blanket, reading your favorite story, (insert book name here). The sun was setting and you were quite relaxed-

"Oh, bloody hell!" 

A cry came from your..bedroom? "What was that?" You muttered, throwing off your blanket and putting down your book. You slowly walked into your bedroom, and opened the door slightly. Standing in your room, was a –dare you say it– handsome young man, around your age. You opened the door all the way. "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?" You asked. 


The man turned around, and you got a better look at his features. He had slightly messy, dirty-blonde hair, and emerald green eyes. The most noticeable feature, besides what sounded like a British accent, was his thick eyebrows. "O-oh, I'm terribly sorry. I don't know how I got here. I was in my house in England, and all of a sudden, I was sent..here." He said, looking around. He looked over at you. "Where are my manners..? My name is England, but you may call me Arthur Kirkland." You arched an eyebrow. "Did you say England?" He nodded, "yes." 


'This must be what Alyss was talking about.' You thought. You smiled. "My name is _____." You looked around, trying to think of something to say. "Would you like to have some tea? It's homemade." He smiled. "Well, if it's alright with you, I'll take some." You led him into the kitchen and poured him a cup of tea. He sat down outside on your patio table, while you called Alyss.

 "Ah, ____..I sense something happened, da? [1]" You sighed. "Yes..can you tell me why he's saying he's England?" She laughed, "That's because they're both countries, _____."

"What do you mean?" You completely ignored the fact that she said "they're". "They're both from the famous anime and manga Hetalia. Alfred is the personification of America, or the United States of America, which ever. And Arthur, whom you say you already meet, is the pers-" "Of England, I got it." She sighed, "look, it'll get better as the week passes. Just open your heart~.