The Trouble with Accents"Yao~" A familiar and dread inducing voice said China's name. Swallowing his frustrated groan, the Chinese man put on his best diplomatic smile before turning around to face his northern 'friend'.The Trouble with Accents in General Fiction More Like This
"Yes, Russia aru, how may I help you?"
China had expected the usual: "Become one with Mother Russia, Yao", "Yao-Yao, I'm cold. You'll share some of your warmth with me, da?", or something similar. It might have moved his heart just a little bit to be 'confessed' to over and over again if it weren't for the fact that Russia said it to everyone.
At least that was the idea until Russia smiled his smile and said something unexpected, "я тебя люблю (I love you)."
The way China slammed into the wall behind him was like a canon had hit him in the chest. "WHAT?"
"Is something the matter?" Russia cocked his head, eyeing his Chinese companion in concern.
Despite the rapid beating of his heart, the red flush he could feel heating his face, Chin
Pedo PandaEngland yelled, "That's it, America! I've had enough of your lip! Behold the power of Britanna Angel!"Pedo Panda in General Fiction More Like This
A loud explosion followed that proclamation and the entire room was filled with smoke. Coughing, the Allies quickly opened the door.
France was the first to regain his breath, "Damn it Angleterre! Stop it with your magic! They are poo poo!"
"Sh-shut up! I just wanted my little cute America back!"
"You wanted what back?" America answered coughing into his hand.
France and UK stared wide-eyed at America, "Wait. If you're here. Then-"
"Wah~ Everyone left me behind in there. So mean~" Russia stumbled out of the smoked filled room, tripping over his clothes. His big violet eyes turned to the Englishmen "England~ England~ Turn me back! I don't like looking up at everyone. It feels weird..."
"Ah-" England didn't get to finish his sentence. China quickly pushed him to the floor in his rush to Russia.
"Kyaaaaaaaa sooooo cuuuuuute!" China screamed as he lifted little Russia in his arms. "You! Y
Cup of WineSummary: Companionship and wine under the moon, brings back sweet but painful moments.Cup of Wine in General Fiction More Like This
Full and round against the starless sky, the moon seemed even brighter and closer than ever before. Like clear, crisp, white wine, moonlight spilled into the darkened room, staining the pristine carpeted floor with its' silver rays. The soft illumination from the moon provided the perfect ambiance and only light the two drunkards needed.
" and then someone hit me hard on the back of the head! Yблюдок!" Russia exclaimed loudly with his hands thrown up in the air. The translucent liquid in his hand sloshed over the edge of its glass, spilling onto the table.
Unlike his drinking partner, China carefully sipped the baijiu, quite content to stay in his little state of hazy awareness. "And then what happened aru? Did you bash the poor bastard's head open?"
The other nation shook his head, tipping what was left of his wine into his mouth.
Laughing softly, China obedi
Bug Bite"Ahhh, I-Ivan....Nngh," China moaned as gloved hands played over his naked chest, burning his sensitive skin. "S-s-stop. N-no more." China bit his bottom lip, blushing.Bug Bite in General Fiction More Like This
Russia kissed away the tears at the corner of the delicate nation's eyes. "Shhh...You trust me, right?" Lips lightly nibbled China's ears before trailing down his neck. China shivered. "I'll take care of you..."
China couldn't do anything other than nod. His mind was becoming blank, filled with only the soft touches of Russia's hands, lips, the pressing of their bodies. He needed release and only the winter nation could give it to him. As Russia laid him down gently- careful not to crush him with his weight- China shyly watched Russia straddle him, discarding his clothes one by one. A sense of possessiveness and arousal rolled through the smaller nation as he admired Russia's body.
Then Russia unzipped his pants.
That...definitely was not going to fit.
"Aiiiiieeee! I don't want to die aru!"China quickly tried to scrambl
Make a Man Out of YouChina paced back and forth in the UN's garden. He was only in the bathroom for five minutes. FIVE DAMN MINUTES! How could things go so wrong in such a short amount of time? Okay, calm down, calm down. It's not like the spell was permanent. England was stupid by accidentally cursing everyone, but he could undo it right?Make a Man Out of You in General Fiction More Like This
China hardly ever prayed to God. This time, though he found himself praying intensely to whichever, whatever God existed out there, "Please aru. Please, if you're listening, turn Ivan back into a guy! I'm begging you aru! I don't mind if I have to bottom the rest of my life, just turn 'her' back into a 'him' please!"
But his prayer went unanswered.
A pair of slim arms snaked around his waist. "So this is where you are, Yao. I finally found you~"
"I-Ivan! W-what are you doing here aru?" China tried to struggle out of Russia's grasp, but even though 'he' was a girl now, she was still taller and stronger than him. "Shouldn't you be with the other nations coming up a plan to
Kiss and TellA/n: A lot is implied but nothing much goes on besides a kiss or two. RoChu? ChuRo? I don't even-Kiss and Tell in General Fiction More Like This
Fear, anticipation, exhilaration and delirium- they were all emotions that coiled up inside him. Hurry, the devil's advocate whispered, hurry before he rejects you, scorns you . Ivan's hands clenched at such disparaging thoughts, wrinkling the silk shirt where they rested on.
No. Things were different now. No longer would he see contempt and loathing reflected in those amber, brown eyes. His feelings were finally returned. After all they went through, after all he suffered for this hopeless yearning of his, they were together at last. It was impossible, unthinkable that Yao would abandon him, leave him behind. No. He wouldn't. Yao loved him. Must love him .
"You know," soft, dainty lips brushed against his once and then once again, "kissing would be much better if you'd actually kissed me back."
Blushing, Ivan stammered, "S-sorry. I I'm just a littl
InfectionSummary:Infection in General Fiction More Like This
He that is not jealous, is not in love St. Augustine.
Warning: Slight RusAme(Ru)? But the story is RoChu(Ro?) Seriously, for stories under R18, does pairing order really matter?
Jealousy was a sickness. It was a petty, ugly emotion with no cure. China always thought that. To him, succumbing to such an emotion was a sign of character flaw, of weakness. He glanced over to his side, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. However there were exceptions to the rule.
His eyes observed the smiling face of the Russian sitting beside him. Often China found Russia's possessiveness suffocating, but still, he had to admit jealousy suited Russia and his childish personality. It was cute. Sometimes. So China regularly found himself indulging the large child.
He was often ostracized by other nations when Russia was around. The Russian proved to be an even more efficient deterrent than any standing army. China mused to himself on whether he was lover or a prisoner in
Secret SantaSecret Santa. It was a silly game America suggested for the nations to play. China was one of the few nations that rejected the idea and refused to participate, but after some consideration (and bullying from the others), he decided to join in on the festivities.Secret Santa in General Fiction More Like This
When it was finally his turn to draw a name from a hat, China wasn't particularly concerned. He already decided no matter who he got, he would probably give them some money stuffed in a red pocket, some shark fin, and grade-A tea leaves; if it was a female nation, he'll even throw in some crushed pearl face cream and bird's nest soup. He was silently congratulating himself on how generous he was when he pulled a name out. Immediately, the thought flew out of his mind and colored drained from his face as he read the name. It couldn't be . He blinked. Blinked again as he read the name scribbled on the tiny paper. He stared hard at it until he thought his vision blurred. No matter how hard he stared at it, the letters didn't
Doll"Yao, look at me," Russia spoke softly, gently, into his ear; coaxing, tantalizing, tempting him with simply his voice and warmth.Doll in General Fiction More Like This
When he refused to turn and face the man sitting next to him, a large hand cupped the side of his face, pulling him even closer. He did not resist nor did he comply; he just simply allowed the Russian to run lips and kisses along his jaw line, to let him bury his face into midnight hair and take his fill of the aroma he found exotic.
Russia lightly licked the delicate arch of his ear, taking the shell between his teeth, "Won't you look at me? Face me, Yao. Let me drown in your eyes. Let me let me ." He shivered, not from the cold but from something far more sinister than the Winter winds.
Russia whispered against his skin, his hand stroking the other side of his face. "What's wrong? Don't you love me anymore? I love you, my little China doll. Such a perfect doll." A finger ran down his body as a husky voice sounded by his collar bone. "With shinin
To the Rescue AruChina was walking leisurely down the hallway of the vast mansion. Like everything else in Russia, the mansion was immense- the hallways seem unending, the doors branched off into different parts of the house. It took him many visits and careful memorization before he could stroll down alone Russia's massive home without losing his way.To the Rescue Aru in General Fiction More Like This
In some sense or another, this had almost become his second home. Whenever he came to visit, none of the guards stopped him from entering; the maids greeted and curtsied. To be acknowledged and recognized as a 'special' friend of their nation, it was a queer feeling.
It wasn't as if he and Russia made it their goal to keep their relationship a secret. There really was no point in denying it. However, even with the world labeling them as a couple, the couple themselves never openly admitted their feelings to one another. There were no exclamations of 'I love you' or undying vows of eternity. What they had was much simpler than that: a brushing of han
His Green Eyes CH. 1His Green Eyes CH. 1 in Drama More Like This
"You eat those vegetables, Alfred F Jones!"
I felt sweat collecting on my palms as I gripped the metal fork tighter than was necessary. The large portions of spinach seemed to grow even larger in all their hideous green glory. I poked the soggy mess tentatively before scooping a small, small bite into my mouth.
"Don't give me that face," my mother said, hovering over me as I directed a furtive glare her way. "You eat those up! You're a growing boy and you need your nutrients."
"This tastes yucky." I replied. The tart, bitter tang sat heavily on my tongue as I scraped it against my teethe. Ugh.
"Eat it up. All of it, Alfred." she stated firmly. Mother's words were law.
So instead of grumbling any further, which I learned no longer had any affect whatsoever, I lifted my fork and glared at the offending mound on my plate. I scrunched my nose and glared even harder. The spinach stems sort of stuck out in semblance of gnarled arms and legs. If I could pretend hard enoug
APH - I love the whole world(parody of Discovery Channel's "I love the whole World" song)APH - I love the whole world in Humor More Like This
I love the mountains
I love the clear blue skies
I love the pasta
I love those strudel pies
I love the whole world
And all its sights and sounds
I love the oceans
I love the moé things
Totally love my pony
Love cups with queens and kings
I love the whole world
And all its craziness
I love tomatoes
Bastardo, that's my line!
We love IKEA
I love good cheese and wine
I love the whole world
It's such a brilliant place
I love my pandas
I love efficient cars
And wearing comfy bra