Please Don't Leave [UKUS Semi-Advanced]

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    America blinked as England turned to him. "Sure," he shrugged, a soft smile tugging at his lips. As long as Arthur's attention was on him, he didn't care what they did. He just wanted those green eyes watching him and him alone. "What do you wanna do?"

    England shrugged, "Well, umm to be honest the best thing I can do is show you some new sites and old ones," he said. Placing his book down he stared back at him, "Does that sound ok to you?" he asked softly. Shifting a bit he wondered if America would like to even walk around with him.

    "Might as well," America grinned. "Your place is still pretty boring anyways." He jumped up off the couch and onto his feet, stretching a bit before heading over to where he had left his shoes. bending down, he quickly slipped them on before looking over at England, that goofy smile still on his lips.

    England looked at him, a bit annoyed, "Alright let's go," he said and walked out the door with a sigh. Looking around he wondered which one to visit first. Turning back to America he asked, "Right or Left?" with a bit of a smirk.

    "Uh..." America had followed him out and was looking back and worth. "Right!" He said his answer confidently in his 'hero voice' as he pointed to the direction he wanted to go. He glanced over at England, still smiling like an idiot.

    England looked at him and walked to the right looking around he lightly smiled, "Hope you don't have a fear of heights," he said looking back at him. Turning to America to see if he was following he smirked turning back he straight into the fog. Taking a place in a small corner he waited for America to walk past him he was planning to scare him and hoped it worked.

    "Me? Scared of height? No way dude!" America responded loudly. He followed England into the fog, unaware of how he couldn't really see until he lost sight if the other nation. "Uh England...?" He called out in a softer tone. "Dude where'd you go?"

    England popped out of the corner as he passed and smirked as he followed without a sound. Wondering if he should yell, grab his shoulder, or something else. Rubbing his head he smiled and let out a large scream jumping onto Americas back.

    America's eyes grew wide, his heart bursting out of his chest. "AAAAAAAAAHHH!" He screamed, his voice coated in fear. The extra weight on his back frightened him, and he began to run into the fog, trying to shake off his attacker. "ARTHUR! ARTHUR HELP!"

    Arthur couldn't help it he started to laugh at the top of his lungs. Still hanging onto Alfred's back he continued to laugh. Finally! I scared the Bloody Git! Shows him not to mess with the Great Britain! he thought enjoying America running around like a crazed idiot.

    After a while, Alfred noticed the laughing and realized it was Arthur the whole time. "That wasn't funny!" he shouted out, his cheeks growing red in embarrassment. "Get off!" He tried to force the other nation off his back, slightly ticked off. He had trusted England to show him something cool! Not scare the life out of him!

    Arthur jumped off still laughing, "Finally!" He said grinning. Turning back to America he smiled, "Quickly before the storm comes we need to do what I wanted to in the first place!" He said and grabbed Americas hand and started to pull him to a large ferris wheel. Letting go of his hand he smiled looking up, "Alright this should give you a good view of the sights..." he said.

    The blush darkened as England grabbed his hand. He ran after the british nation, his anger slowly fading away at the sight of the large ferris wheel. "Dude… That's so cool!" His face lit up with a smile once more as he gripped the other's hand a little tighter and began to pull him toward the ride.

    England trotted after him, right after he waited in line with him for a moment they boarded the ride. Blushing still holding hands with him he waited for the ride to start. With a grin the ride started and lifted them over the place the Brit called home.

    The American looked down, eyes wide with curiosity and amazement. "Everything looks so small!" he exclaimed like a child, laughing lightly. "Yo Iggy check it out!" His blue eyes continued to gaze downward, the smile that lit his face earlier even wider now.

    Arthur looked down slowly at all of the people, living day by day in the same place. He smiled a bit looking at him, "It's was the easiest thing I could think of to show you it all of it without getting to fair away from the house," he said. England looked at America and smiled, glad to see he was happy.

    As America looked over at England, memories of when he was younger began to flood his mind. Memories of how he'd look up to the other nation, and how he never wanted him to leave. "Just like old times!" He laughed, leaning back in his seat.

    England smirked a bit, "Well, ya... I guess so, just like them," he said continuing to look down. It was beautiful from up here, the people were even smaller then ants, saddly it was their last turn around. Watching as the people got bigger he smiled. Looking at America he blushed a bit with a smirk.

    America noticed England's blush, a curious expression in his face. "You're blushing," he grinned, poking the other's cheek. "Watcha thinking about man?" He laughed a bit, continuing to poke the British man's face.

    England watched the others finger with an annoyed look. Turning back to look up at him he shrugged, "No idea," he lied then looked down at his finger once again. He didn't really make a move to stop he just got a bit more annoyed each time.