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So this is my second chapter for the British Isles Fanfiction. Hopefully someone liked the first one enough to read this -_-;; Anyway Read and Review, thank you
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A Day At Ireland's House
Part 1
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Ireland closed the door to the backyard, he took a deep breath in calming himself. Once he did he put on his normal calm smile and walked back down the hall to the main room. Bermuda was trying to use the side of the table as a makeshift bottle opener. As he passed by her he muffled her blonde hair up a bit. She tilted her head back to look at him and smiled up at her brother. "Good luck lass" He said going over to the main room of the small house. He sat down next to Wales on the couch; Scotland was sitting in a little chair, feet up on the small table. England was in another chair brought over from the table. Ireland pulled down Wales hat just to mess with him. He then received a sizable shove.

England looked back down the hall Ireland had just come out from. He looked over at Ireland with inquisitive eyes "Ireland… Where's North?" he said calmly having a feeling what had just happened.

Ireland shrugged taking a swig of beer before turning to England "Claire, she's outside, probably admiring the nature round here, it's a pretty nice country side" England stood up looking worried, he started out towards the back door. Scotland and Wales looked at their brother looking annoyed, or disappointed. Ireland looked back at them "What?"

Wales leaned forward to look his brother in the eyes. "Patrick , you said-"

Patrick looked back at Wales "No. I said that I would invite her. I did. You never told me I had to be nice to her; regardless I tried to stay neutral" he said taking another small drink from his bottle "You promised she would keep her cool, she didn't"

His brothers sat in silence. It was a miracle that they convinced Patrick to invite her at all. They had hoped they'd stop fighting for the sake of the reunion. They were sadly mistaken.
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~ Outside ~
England came out into backyard of the house; he looked to his left, nothing. He looked to his right. Sitting curled into a ball against the house was Northern Ireland. England had opened the door rather quietly so she hadn't noticed him yet. He felt an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach, he wasn't sure what it was. Well, maybe I should leave her be… I don't think I could help her. He slowly turned around before he was met by a small fairy, pink wings like a butterfly.

"Now wait just a minute, right now she feels alone she wants nothing more then for someone to be with her more then ever!"

England panicked looked over at North Ireland, who seemed to not hear the loud little fairy. He sighed lightly slightly relieved. He looked back at the fairy and whispered as low as he possibly could "H-how could I help her? I don't know what's wrong" he looked back at her guilt starting to build within him "It's better if I just leave her alone" he said only waiting for the small fairy to get out of the way.

"You really think that?"

"Ya"

"Hm…" the fairy seemed to take in a deep breath "HEY CLAIRE, ENGLANDS HERE!!!!!"

Englands eyes widened and loudly shushed her putting his finger to his mouth and everything. North heard him shush and looked over teary eyed, and for the moment had stopped sobbing "E-England?" she said looking over at him. He looked at her, then back to the fairy who was far from gone at that point.

England looked over at her and gave her a small wave one hand on the back of his head "h-hey Nor… Claire" he said a light tinge of pink on his face, completely un-seeable in the waning moonlight. She looked down and they were quiet for a few moments "Um… I could leave if you-"

She looked up at him wide eyed "N-no" she said almost immediately; causing Arthur to flinch. She looked down and away from him "Pl-please just stay for a bit… please…"

England swallowed hard "Y-yea, sure love" he went over to her; he slowly lowered himself onto the moist grass. He sat there for a few moments in silence waiting for her to speak first. He looked over at her, slowly. Her usually freckled and glowing face now looked pain stricken, tear soaked and a flushed face. He spoke calmly but in a low voice "Claire… do you want to talk about it?" he asked knowing who did this to her just not the why.

North sat there for a moment before bringing up her sleeve and wiping her face of what tears she could. She sniffled once before clearing her throat… "He thinks I betrayed him…" she started. "I never saw it that way… I knew he wanted to leave but I hadn't been interested in leaving for a long time…" she said looking over at England "I really wanted to stay with you…" she said, causing a blush to slowly appear on Arthur's face, he looked away slightly to avoid her seeing it. It worked and she looked back to the ground again "I never knew he felt this way and I missed him so much… but now he hates me…" she said resting her head on her knees once again.

England wasn't sure what to say, he couldn't tell her what he really thought, it would break her heart. So he did what any sensible person would do. He lied "Claire… he doesn't hate you"

"Why shouldn't he?" she said looking over at England "He thought I was ready to help him no matter what it took, but when the Easter Rebellion came I didn't lift a finger to help him, and you did quite a number on him that day" she sighed "When you did decide to let him go all I had to do is leave with him… he had been through so much so we could be in our own house again and I declined him… now he lives here alone" she said slightly solemn. She put a hand on Arthur's shoulder and tried to put on a smile "I don't regret staying with you Arthur it's just… he's my twin brother" she said dropping her hand. "We've fought sometimes but in the end we always had each others back… Now he couldn't care less" She sighed finished with her sad explanation.

England looked down for a second "I don't think he hates you Claire… I think he's just frustrated right now" He said vaguely not sure what else to say.

Claire looked over at him a little hopeful. She sniffled a little "R-really? How do you k-know?"

Arthur had to come up with something quickly "I-I'll prove it to you that he still loves you…" he said with a smile. He slid up off the wall "Now I'll go get things ready, you come back in when your ready love" Just before he walked back towards the door she grabbed his right hand in both of hers. She looked up with a depressed little smile on her face.

"Th-thankyou Arthur, I don't think your right but thank you all the same" a tinge of pink appeared on Arthur's face for once North could see the color start to spread on his face "… Arthur… are you ok?" she asked concerned for her brothers health; thinking he might be sick.

Arthur looked away avoiding eye contact with his adoptive sister. Stupid feelings. "Y-yea I'm fine, It's no problem Claire" he got his hand out of her weak grasp and went into the house. Once England went inside he pushed his back against the door, running his hands through his hair.

What was I thinking!
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End of Part 2
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Well that's another chapter, Hoped you enjoyed, it's probably gonna be concluded next chapter ^_^ Please Review whether u liked it or not!

Description
Authors Notes
So this is my second chapter for the British Isles Fanfiction. Hopefully someone liked the first one enough to read this -_-;; Anyway Read and Review, thank you
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A Day At Ireland's House
Part 1
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Ireland closed the door to the backyard, he took a deep breath in calming himself. Once he did he put on his normal calm smile and walked back down the hall to the main room. Bermuda was trying to use the side of the table as a makeshift bottle opener. As he passed by her he muffled her blonde hair up a bit. She tilted her head back to look at him and smiled up at her brother. "Good luck lass" He said going over to the main room of the small house. He sat down next to Wales on the couch; Scotland was sitting in a little chair, feet up on the small table. England was in another chair brought over from the table. Ireland pulled down Wales hat just to mess with him. He then received a sizable shove.

England looked back down the hall Ireland had just come out from. He looked over at Ireland with inquisitive eyes "Ireland… Where's North?" he said calmly having a feeling what had just happened.

Ireland shrugged taking a swig of beer before turning to England "Claire, she's outside, probably admiring the nature round here, it's a pretty nice country side" England stood up looking worried, he started out towards the back door. Scotland and Wales looked at their brother looking annoyed, or disappointed. Ireland looked back at them "What?"

Wales leaned forward to look his brother in the eyes. "Patrick , you said-"

Patrick looked back at Wales "No. I said that I would invite her. I did. You never told me I had to be nice to her; regardless I tried to stay neutral" he said taking another small drink from his bottle "You promised she would keep her cool, she didn't"

His brothers sat in silence. It was a miracle that they convinced Patrick to invite her at all. They had hoped they'd stop fighting for the sake of the reunion. They were sadly mistaken.
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~ Outside ~
England came out into backyard of the house; he looked to his left, nothing. He looked to his right. Sitting curled into a ball against the house was Northern Ireland. England had opened the door rather quietly so she hadn't noticed him yet. He felt an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach, he wasn't sure what it was. Well, maybe I should leave her be… I don't think I could help her. He slowly turned around before he was met by a small fairy, pink wings like a butterfly.

"Now wait just a minute, right now she feels alone she wants nothing more then for someone to be with her more then ever!"

England panicked looked over at North Ireland, who seemed to not hear the loud little fairy. He sighed lightly slightly relieved. He looked back at the fairy and whispered as low as he possibly could "H-how could I help her? I don't know what's wrong" he looked back at her guilt starting to build within him "It's better if I just leave her alone" he said only waiting for the small fairy to get out of the way.

"You really think that?"

"Ya"

"Hm…" the fairy seemed to take in a deep breath "HEY CLAIRE, ENGLANDS HERE!!!!!"

Englands eyes widened and loudly shushed her putting his finger to his mouth and everything. North heard him shush and looked over teary eyed, and for the moment had stopped sobbing "E-England?" she said looking over at him. He looked at her, then back to the fairy who was far from gone at that point.

England looked over at her and gave her a small wave one hand on the back of his head "h-hey Nor… Claire" he said a light tinge of pink on his face, completely un-seeable in the waning moonlight. She looked down and they were quiet for a few moments "Um… I could leave if you-"

She looked up at him wide eyed "N-no" she said almost immediately; causing Arthur to flinch. She looked down and away from him "Pl-please just stay for a bit… please…"

England swallowed hard "Y-yea, sure love" he went over to her; he slowly lowered himself onto the moist grass. He sat there for a few moments in silence waiting for her to speak first. He looked over at her, slowly. Her usually freckled and glowing face now looked pain stricken, tear soaked and a flushed face. He spoke calmly but in a low voice "Claire… do you want to talk about it?" he asked knowing who did this to her just not the why.

North sat there for a moment before bringing up her sleeve and wiping her face of what tears she could. She sniffled once before clearing her throat… "He thinks I betrayed him…" she started. "I never saw it that way… I knew he wanted to leave but I hadn't been interested in leaving for a long time…" she said looking over at England "I really wanted to stay with you…" she said, causing a blush to slowly appear on Arthur's face, he looked away slightly to avoid her seeing it. It worked and she looked back to the ground again "I never knew he felt this way and I missed him so much… but now he hates me…" she said resting her head on her knees once again.

England wasn't sure what to say, he couldn't tell her what he really thought, it would break her heart. So he did what any sensible person would do. He lied "Claire… he doesn't hate you"

"Why shouldn't he?" she said looking over at England "He thought I was ready to help him no matter what it took, but when the Easter Rebellion came I didn't lift a finger to help him, and you did quite a number on him that day" she sighed "When you did decide to let him go all I had to do is leave with him… he had been through so much so we could be in our own house again and I declined him… now he lives here alone" she said slightly solemn. She put a hand on Arthur's shoulder and tried to put on a smile "I don't regret staying with you Arthur it's just… he's my twin brother" she said dropping her hand. "We've fought sometimes but in the end we always had each others back… Now he couldn't care less" She sighed finished with her sad explanation.

England looked down for a second "I don't think he hates you Claire… I think he's just frustrated right now" He said vaguely not sure what else to say.

Claire looked over at him a little hopeful. She sniffled a little "R-really? How do you k-know?"

Arthur had to come up with something quickly "I-I'll prove it to you that he still loves you…" he said with a smile. He slid up off the wall "Now I'll go get things ready, you come back in when your ready love" Just before he walked back towards the door she grabbed his right hand in both of hers. She looked up with a depressed little smile on her face.

"Th-thankyou Arthur, I don't think your right but thank you all the same" a tinge of pink appeared on Arthur's face for once North could see the color start to spread on his face "… Arthur… are you ok?" she asked concerned for her brothers health; thinking he might be sick.

Arthur looked away avoiding eye contact with his adoptive sister. Stupid feelings. "Y-yea I'm fine, It's no problem Claire" he got his hand out of her weak grasp and went into the house. Once England went inside he pushed his back against the door, running his hands through his hair.

What was I thinking!
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End of Part 2
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Well that's another chapter, Hoped you enjoyed, it's probably gonna be concluded next chapter ^_^ Please Review whether u liked it or not!