Our Conspiracy (Dark!America x Country!Reader) #5

T for language

"Because (c/n)'s my girlfriend now."

The whole entire room went silent including me. My eyes widened and America still had the obnoxious grin and was now laughing. "Hahaha, the hero now has a girlfriend!" America bragged.

"Wait what-"

"Well that makes perfect sense," said England.

"No, that's not tru-"

"Ah, amour de jeunesse! That's why he's helping her," said France happily.

"Waaa congratulations you two!" Finland came to me and held my hands in his "I'm so happy"

"B-but-"Suddenly America squeezed my hand really hard. It hurts and I try not to yelp in front of the others. "

"Thanks, dude!"

What the hell? Why did the bastard say that? I was expecting some kind of reasonable excuse, but not this. Everyone now knows that I'm in a relationship with America. This was the last thing I want from him. My life is now over because of him and my hand hurts from his abuse. I need to talk to him outside. Now. But before that could happen, everyone surrounded us and congratulated us. Most of the girls gave me hugs and so did the guys. Some stayed back as they somehow disapproved of our relationship. I wished I could be with them at the back right now.

Hungary came up to us and gave me a hug, "I thought you hated the American, (c/n). But I guess that hate becomes love at the end. Just hope that it won't happen between me and Prussia though" she smiled.

"I'm surprised that America-san even has a girrfriend, ret arone a girr rike (c/n)-san. Their personalities are the comprete opposites" said Japan and smiled at the two of us. "But I am happy for you both"

"I guess opposites do attract aru," said China.

"I wonder what Amerika sees in (c/n)? He's even helping her with her economy which was already doing well. Why go through all the trouble and not just have a normal relationship? This is interesting and curious da?" Russia eyed both me and America. I can tell that he must have sense something between me and the American.

"Lovers even helping each other out and I must say, bro, (c/n) is now almost the same level as you. Superpower love eh?" said Canada who surprisingly was now noticed by the others.

"Aww geez thanks, guys. We're both really happy right (c/n)? America looked at me and I can tell by his eyes that he wants me to say yes. I got no other choice.

"Y-yes we are" I forced a smiled.

"Okay, let's proceed with the meeting that was meant to start twenty minutes ago" Germany ordered and we all got to our seats.

My seat was next to South Korea. Good, at least I'm not sitting anywhere near America, until…

"Hey (c/n), I'll let America swap seats with me because you're his girlfriend now" Korea beamed with a big grin and signalled the American from the other side of the table to come over here.

"No, Korea. I'm fine, you don't need to move" I assured him held both my hands signalling that I was okay sitting next to the Korean.

"But you guys need to sit next to each other!"

Oh no! I don't want to even go through with the meeting if I have to sit next to America. Anything but this and I know that he's going to harass me even more.

America walked to where my seat was. Korea and America did a hand fist together before the Korean skipped to America's former chair. I looked away from the American who has already sat next to me. I can hear people whispering about how cute we both looked. This is so horrible! I just want to die in a hole right now.

"(c/n)…" America whispered in my ear teasingly. "Look at me"

"Go away. Don't talk to me" I said quietly.

"Why? I haven't seen you in months. I missed you" he held my hand and kissed the back of it. This was so embarrassing. I can even hear Hungary quietly squealing from across the room.

"Stop it. Can't you see that everyone's looking" I glared at him and he chuckled lightly.

"But everyone must know or they'll be suspicious. Besides, what else can you do?" he smirked.

For the rest of the meeting, I tried ignoring America. Ugh, when is this meeting going to be over? I want to get out and go home. I want to escape the American fast.

After Germany dismissed us, I instantly got up and went straight out the door before anyone else. I can hear the other nations questioning why I went out first.

"I wonder why (c/n)'s in a hurry?"

"I don't know, lovers quarrel I guess?"

I walked quickly across the hallways and down the stairs. Suddenly a hand grabbed me and pulled me to the side. It was America. How did he get here so fast?

"Let me go!" I yelled but only got hushed by him and I had my back against the wall "What do you want?"

"To catch up. I didn't get to do much in the meeting, so I'll do it now" he insisted and leaned over me.

"W-wait stop!" America ran across his face on my neck practically kissing it. "W-what are you d-doing? Stop."

"I missed touching you (c/n)," he was still kissing my neck. It tickled, but it felt good. Wait! What? Why did I just think like that?! "Such delicate skin, so beautiful"

"Somebody will see us." I pushed his chest with my hands but he was too strong. "You can't do this"

"But I'm your boyfriend right? So I'm allowed to" America stopped and brought his face to me.

"Says you, I didn't- "And with that, he gripped my shoulders and pushed himself against me. He forcefully pressed his lips on my soft one. My eyes widened but tightly close it as I pursed my lips. America was rough. I was whimpering and try pushing him back with both of my hands, but he was too strong. His strong hands were now pinning my shoulders on the wall. I wasn't able to move, so I concentrated on not letting his tongue in. He was roughly pressing his lips on me. My shoulders were starting to hurt but then he pushed it really hard so I gasped. This was his chance and his tongue went into mine. This was my first kiss and I didn't know what to do! The sensation, I never felt like this before. It was rough, but it felt good. I was melting into the kiss and I don't know when it'll stop. America lets go and smirked.

"That was amazing (c/n)" he caressed my cheeks gently as I was trying to catch my breath again.

I'm disgusted by this. Disgusted by him and disgusted that I actually enjoyed that. His hand was still pinning my shoulder so I did the only thing I could do. I kicked his crotch. Hard.

"Argh!" America yelled painfully and loosened his grip and I ran away from the scene. Tears were running down my face as I ran. What did I do? My first kiss was a rough one and was with that bastard that I hate the most and my mouth got violated by him. I need to get home and get away from here before he catches me again.

For days, I stayed mostly in my room feeling depressed. My life was ruined and I didn't know what to do. My boss called up and asked whether I was okay because I haven't called him since the drastic event after the meeting. My thoughts ran to where I was alone with America. I can still feel the sensation from his rough kiss and I couldn't believe that I enjoyed it. He stole my first kiss! First kisses are meant for two people in love, not some jerk who claimed me as his girlfriend.

I looked over at my journal that was now sitting on top of my study which was slowly getting dust on it. I haven't even written anything in my journal. The last time I wrote in that book was before I got kidnapped. My journal was my pride. My journal doesn't deserve depressing thoughts and writings in it. It deserves my cunning, tactical and secretive mind, but now I'm a depressed helpless person being played around and tormented.

There was a knock on the door, "Miss, (c/n) it's the President. He says that it's important"

"Coming" I walked slowly to the door and opened it. My maid handed me the phone. "Thank you"

"Hello, (y/n)?"

"Hello, Sir."

"How are you doing? I hope everything is fine" I can tell that my boss was worried for me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I've been tired lately. But I've rested enough and I'm doing well"

"Well, I'm glad to hear that. America told me that you weren't feeling well after the meeting so he was very worried."

Worried? More like he's the one that caused all of this. He doesn't care about me, in fact, he hasn't thought any of my feelings since the day this happened. He's using me for his own benefit. He doesn't care about anyone and I'm here stuck feeling sad and hurt every day because of him.

"And I've been getting along very well with his boss. We've even become best friends! Isn't that great? He invited me over to play golf with him last weekend! I'm proud of you (y/n) and with this our relationship with America will become greater"

"Well, I'm very happy for you and thank you very much"

"Oh, I forgot. The reason why I called you today was because I got invited for dinner with the American President tomorrow night at our place. He invited you as well and he's bringing America with him too. Isn't that great? The four of us having dinner together?"

I didn't want to see and America and now his boss has invited me for dinner with him tomorrow night? I don't want to go, but I can tell that my boss was desperate and I didn't want to upset him. But I won't be alone with America, right? It's the just four of us tomorrow, so he won't even get a chance to be alone with me and I'll make sure of that.

"(y/n)? Hello? Are you still there?"

"Y-yes, I'm still on"

"You are coming right?"

I've got no choice, "Yes, I'll come."

"Great! Wear something nice, tomorrow. I'll get someone to pick you up and I'll see you there."

With that, he hung up. I collapsed in my bed and let out the biggest sigh. Why doesn't this get any better? I don't want to go out tomorrow, especially when that bastard's going to be there!

To get my head cleared, I went to do some training outside. I haven't been training that much lately because I've been very busy because of the economy. I decided on doing some shooting rounds with my gun. Standing on my shooting stance, I concentrated on the target up ahead and imagined America's face on it.

The evening came and I was now waiting for my lift to take me to the reserved spot for our dinner with the American President and of course, America. I was wearing a white lace formal long dress with long sleeves. The dress showed my body shape and was open at the back. Because it was cold outside, I wore a furry coat. The car arrived and I went in.

Apparently, I'm having dinner at a luxurious hotel restaurant in the country. I've been here a couple of times when we have formal dinners and I also love the food they serve here. The driver told me that my boss will be waiting upstairs in the restaurant. I thanked him and went out of the car. There were a lot of people staying here, so it was a bit difficult to get in. But as the doorman realised who I was, they told everyone to make way for me. I like being treated as a VIP, it was great. I thanked the doorman and proceeded to the lift. The hotel was really tall and even has the largest casino in the country. This was a really expensive hotel and I will always and usually look forward to it, but this time I'm not.

I arrived at the floor and entered the restaurant. Unlike the crowd from outside or the casino, the atmosphere here was much peaceful and elegant. Only famous and rich people come here.

"Hello miss, (c/n) How are you today" I was kindly greeted by restaurant's manager.

"I'm fine thank you" I smiled back at him

"I'll walk you to your table" he walked and I followed him.

When I arrived at the table, my boss and the American President stood up and greeted me and there was also America, great.

"(y/n), I'm so glad you could make it," my boss said happily and introduced me to the man beside him, "This is the President of America."

"Hello, sir I'm (c/n) it's a pleasure of meeting with you." I kindly greeted him gave the President my formal handshake. This was America's recent boss so I haven't met him in person and he seems to be a really nice man.

"Hello dear, I've heard a lot of you from America" he greeted back smiled at me.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, and he was right, you are a very nice and beautiful young lady"

"Thank you very much, I'm honoured of such compliment, sir"

"And very polite too, so different from the boy!" the President turned to America who was standing behind him, "Alfred, say hi to (y/n)"

"Hello, (c/n)" America gave me like the biggest smile and went to kiss my hand. "Dude, you look great!" This was the American fake mode

"Hello, America and thank you." I forced a smile.

"Well then," my boss clapped "Let's get ourselves dinner."

We talked about political stuff during dinner. When the three of them were so into their talk, I looked over at the window beside me. We were so high up in the building and I couldn't take my eyes off the beautiful night scenery below me. Tonight looked amazing. I'm glad that I was sitting beside my boss whilst America and his boss sat across us. But I can still feel America's eyes on me the whole time during dinner. That creep, stop staring at me.

"Please, excuse me" I stood up "I need to go to the restroom" I slightly bowed at the two leaders.

"Certainly," both my boss and America's smiled.

I went into the restroom and did my business. I must say, needing the toilet while wearing a dress is not a great combination. After finishing, I looked at myself in the mirror.

"One more hour (y/n) and you can go home and get out of this dress" I sighed, "Let's just hope America's not going to trouble me tonight" I patted both of me cheeks lightly and told myself, that I'll survive this. After all of this is over, I can go home and sleep in my bed.

When I exited the restroom I saw people had already gathered on the floor and started to dance. Oh yeah, they have ballroom dancing every evening here usually after dinner. I need to get back to the table now and finish my food. I was about to walk towards the table when suddenly my hand was grabbed. I was pulled towards the dance floor and my body was twirled before facing the stranger that pulled me. I'm not surprised.

"I don't dance" I stated bluntly.

"Just one dance, (c/n). I promise" America had his hand on my waist and the other in my hand. He suddenly pulled me in where my chest meets his. "You look great tonight, so beautiful," he smiled seductively.

"Shut up"

"But it's true" he laughed, "I told you that white looks great on you"

At his statement, I blushed. Our chest is so close and my heart was starting to beat fast. Calm down (c/n), why are you suddenly so nervous? You hate this bastard.

"I'm sorry for what happened last time." America said slowly.

I looked up at the American with a surprised look on my face. Here, America saying sorry to me for the first time. He didn't have his usual seductive eyes, instead, they were serious ones. "Excuse me?"

"I just missed you and I couldn't help myself. I just really wanted to hold you so bad (c/n)," his face was a serious one. Is this real? I can't believe this. He's a ruthless person who doesn't care about anyone. Why is apologising all of a sudden? "And I made you cry. I don't make woman cry."

"Well, you've been making me cry since all of this started"

America looked at me with wide eyes, like he couldn't believe in what I just said, "I just wanted to help you, (c/n)"

"Yeah, well not like this." I looked down, "I've already told you, haven't I?"

"But I need you and we're almost there aren't we? Please just think about this. You're making it hard on yourself (c/n), just accept this. Your dreams will come true" he

"But not with you in it"

"Why are you so against this?" America's tone was a serious one and his grip on my waist tightened. "Why do you hate me so much? I've done nothing wrong to you, I'm helping you achieving your dreams and we can both do it together!"

"Because I don't need your help, or anyone's. I want to rule the world by myself and to do that I need to take everyone down, including you. I've been working hard these past hundreds of years and I don't want everything I've believed in go to waste."

"When?"

"Huh?"

"I'm the strongest nation in the world and I'm getting stronger day by day. When is that going to happen? When is the time that you are going to defeat me?"

"S-soon" His answers were now bringing me down.

"How? Your country is basically now America's greatest allies and you want to destroy that? My boss and your boss are friends and you want that relationship to collapse? By defeating me now when I'm already helping your economy and both our countries are well off is suicide. You're going to make chaos. Isn't that something your against?"

I couldn't answer him. I was lost for words. He's right. I can't defeat him. If I did, it's impossible. Both our country's relationship is greater than ever and now by defeating America means betraying my people and America's people. There will be a war. America will always be above me, I can't win against him. Should I say yes? Agree to rule with him and reach my dreams?

We both stopped in the middle of the floor and America was waiting for my answer.

"The world is a mess and I can help you with that. Please (c/n), think about it"

"Well, they both look like they're enjoying themselves"

"Yes, they are. I'm happy for them, though. The boy seems to like the girl, all he talks about is her all the time."

"But (y/n) never talks about America, I wonder why?"

"I heard that they're in a relationship now. I was shocked when I heard this, but I told the boy that as long as he's happy then I'm fine"

"This is the first I've heard of! (y/n) didn't say anything to me"

"I guess a lady likes to keep her private life from everyone"

"That girl doesn't like to talk much, maybe that's why."

"So you haven't heard of her plans yet?"

"Plans?"

"That girl's planning on taking over the world"

"What! Is this true?"

"The boy told me and he's planning to rule together with her. I was shocked when I heard of this, but I guess that's why we've been helping your country a lot"

"I didn't know any of this! That girl has been keeping secrets from me?"

"And I think it's a brilliant idea, Mr President."

"I'm sorry?"

"Think about it, both powerful countries ruling together. We can bring the world in peace and prosperity. No more conflict, no more terrorism and no more wars. We can help the world."

"I like where this is going, but won't it be too much?"

"Not only if we work together. Our relationship is greater than ever and our people are happy"

"You are right. As long it's for the better of our country and the rest of the world"

"It will, but I need you to agree on something with me first. I would like to ask you a favour"

"Go on."

"Well, (c/n) what do you say?" America waited.

"I'm sorry America" I let go of my hands and he did the same. "I know what you are saying is right but I just won't accept it" I sighed and left the floor walking to the front restaurant door

"Wait, (c/n)!" America was calling my name, but I kept on walking towards the door

"Good night, America" and I left.

A couple of days later went by. My boss called and asked why I left so early. I told him that I wasn't feeling really well and forgot to tell him. He told me to stay at home and rest. America's been trying to reach me, but I rejected his calls and visits. What America said to me still wonders in my mind. Everything I've hoped for of defeating the American is now over. If I did, it means chaos and war. I don't want that. I can't stop the international trade system as it will affect my people and my country. There's no other way left than to accept his offer. I can see myself accomplishing my goals when I say yes, but will I be happy? Or should I just stop all of this? Stop trying to take over the world?

Today, my boss called me up to tell me that we want to see me in person in his office. I wonder what he wants to talk to me about. Usually, he would state his reason through the phone, but this time he wants to see me. He did say that it was very important.

"Hello, miss (c/n). The President is now waiting for you in his office" said the receptionist and gave a smile.

"Thank you" I smiled back at him.

I reached the big double doors and went in. I saw my boss sitting down on his desk with paperwork.

"Hello, (y/n). Please, seat down"

I took my seat "So what do you want to talk to me about, sir?"

"Why didn't you tell me (y/n)?" his face turned serious

I had a questioning look on my face, "I'm sorry, sir?"

"About you wanting to take over the world"

And with that, my heart instantly dropped. How did he find out? Why does he know this? Who told him? My mind then leads to the only person who knows about this, America. I can't lie to him and deny it can I? I just have to tell the truth and accept whatever punishment my boss's going to give me.

"Yes, I do want to take over the world. I'm very sorry sir that this was hidden for so long. I know you think it's wrong so I'll accept whatever punishment you wish to give me" I looked down on my lap not daring to look at my boss's face.

"What are you talking about (y/n)? I think it's a brilliant idea. Even the President of America says so" he assured me happily.

"W-what?" I looked up with a disbelief look on my face. "President of A-America?" shit, that bastard told his boss too?

"And me and the President has already talked about it during our dinner couple of nights ago and we came with a plan to make it work"

I didn't know what to say. Not only my boss was agreeing with me, but so does the American President too. "What is it, sir?"

"I want you to marry America."