The rays of sunlight shined in through the window waking Romano up." Turn off the damn sun...", he said groggily. He noticed the TV was still on and saw Spain half drueling on the pillow."Oi, wake up bastard...", Romano nudged him on the head hard trying to wake him up. Spain stirred from his sleep and woke up to see an italian glaring at him. He smiled."Good morning Romano.", he said. He sat up and pulled Romano closer.

He blushed for a sec but pushed him off. "Shut up." He said rolling his eyes. "I have a stupid meeting to go to...so don't make me late." He got off the bed away from the Spaniard's grasp and went through the closet finding a shirt. He grabbed a random blue button-down shirt and black tie and sat on the bed putting it on. He took off his shirt he was wearing the night before.

Spain smiled and took this as his chance. He leaned over pulling Romano to a tight hug."Just let Feli do it then. He always goes to the meetings...no point in my Lovi wasting his time." For once Spain actually knew his pain. Romano's eyes widened as he realized he wasn't doing anything while Spain could just be thinking of the next perverted thing to do. He pulled off the Spain's arms and grabbed his tie." Don't touch me bastard. Besides, I have to go. Feli will probably cry again if I'm not there."

Spain frowned at this and sighed. He thought for a moment and smirked as Romano turned his back towards him. He grabbed Romano and again and pinned him down holding his wrists. "What the hell? Get off me!" Romano tried to sit up to punch the spanish perv but his eyes widened and his face started blushing hard. Spain had just reached using his hand to pull slowly on Romano's curl. He smiled knowing that his Lovi wouldn't leave him now. Romano gave out a moan and shut his eyes out of embarassment for the loud moan he cried out.

Spain smiled and lied down on top of Romano and hugged him tightly. He breathed softly along the italian's neck and whispered in his ear. "Are you sure mi tomate still wants to go to the meeting?" Romano blushed at the nickname and turned his head away in utter defeat. He sighed and grinned."What do you think?", he said as he escaped Spain's grip and toppled over over him. Now he was lying on Spain. He grinned and kissed Spain passionately. He rolled his eyes at the sun shining brightly over their faces. He pulled the sheets over their heads and smiled to himself. This morning was starting out pretty good.

England entered the meeting room and sat down. He put his hands over his face and thought of what happened last night. He groaned and then blushed when he saw America enter the room. The atmosphere in the room tensed as they were the only two people in the room and of course America just had to come over and sit next to him."Iggy! Good morning!", America said cheerfully. He rolled his eyes with a quick reply."Morning..." America noticed his blunt reply and smiled.

"Someone didn't go to sleep right?", he said teasingly. England's eyes widened and he knew for sure his face was red as hell. "Shut up! Don't you dare remind me of what happened last night!", he said not caring how loud he was. He turned away from the smiling american and reviewed the paperwork telling a couple keypoints to discuss in the meeting.

America smiled and pulled England into his lap." I guess I kind of was too hard on you last night. I'm sorry..", he whispered into the Brit's ear. He then bit England's ear and laughed."We can try again tonight if you want?" England got out of his grasp and sat back on his chair. He was probably blushing madly right now as he still saw America laughing. He tightened his fists and grabbed the annoying american towards an empty storage closet. He closed the door with a loud slam. He pushed America against the wall and kissed him while gripping his shirt. He stopped kissing him to breath and gripped his shirt tighter.

"If you tell any damn person about this..I'll make your life a bloody living hell! Got it?" America was still smiling after the sudden kiss and looked down at England. "Sure, sure. I won't tell anyone..." He then pulled the brit closer and kissed him more almost tonguing him a bit. They continued this a little longer until they fell to the floor practically pulling on each other's clothes.

They stopped when the door handle started moving England quickly locked it and started panicking himself. America laughed. "Who is it?", he shouted out.

"Eh? America-san? Is that you? What're you doing in there?" America blushed real quickly. He didn't want Japan finding him with England in here after their recent break-up. "Umm...yeah it's me. What do you want?" England was sulking in his depression corner hoping America wouldn't let Japan know he was in there also. They both heard Japan sighing through the door."Please America-san. This is urgent news...please come out."

America looked over at England sitting in the corner and smiled. "Sure. We'll be out!" England's head shot up.  "well...F*ck you!", he loudly whispered. America looked back towards England and laughed. "Hehe...Iggy...you already did that last night." England blushed like crazy and Japan only wondered what the heck was going on in there.

After five minutes of instant choking and silent arguing in the storage room America and England came out in the best way they could with dignity. Japan just had a concerned look on his face and quickly led them to a different room.

"Japan? Where are you even taking us?", England asked. He wanted to not show his face to everyone else and honestly just wanted to stay in the storage closet with America. "I'm taking you to where the rest of the countries are. They're currently watching the news...Something's happened.", Japan said with urgency in his voice.

They continued walking down a long hallway until they reached a door. They went inside and saw almost all the countries sitting, standing, or pacing as they watched the TV intently. America couldn't even see what the TV was showing since all the countries were towering over it. He looked towards Japan. "What the heck is going on?" Japan looked back at him with a fearful look.

"It seems that...zom- um,..in China-" Japan studdered at the what he was trying to say. America put his hands on Japan's shoulders. "Just tell me what's going on." Japan felt warm by America's touch..no! They were done and over and he shouldn't be feeling this way. He stepped back from America's touch. "In China, it seems zombies have attacked and it's spreading across the world." He said this and looked worringly back at the screen.

America's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he had just heard. Weren't zombie attacks only in movies? They couldn't possibly happen in real life...no. He wouldn't believe it. It was probably just some weird chinese epidemic over some weird sickness no one has discovered yet. He tried to process what he had just heard though his mind. He just couldn't believe it.