Facade and Delusions"You're insane," China hissed against Russia's lips.
"Yes," Purring, Russia's tongue darted out to give China a quick lick, "but then so are you. I like pushing you over the edge and watching your calm façade break away. "
China slammed his mouth against Russia's, effectively silencing the mocking mouth.
China silently agreed.
They were both insane.
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
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Summary: Stuck in a snowstorm during the holidays, Yao broods over the fact he's all alone in the world. Ivan, on the other hand, wants to disprove that thought.
The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon; taking with it its' cherished warmth.
Unseeingly, shimmering gold eyes stared out of the cave's entrance. White. For hours and hours on end, snow obscured his vision as it continued to pour down from the sky. Not a hint of another color, not even a single sound penetrated the blizzard's barriers. It was as if the snow had closed him off from the world; as if it wanted to hide him from the war, the bloodshed, the ugliness of it all.
He shivered, pulling the wool blanket tighter around him. So far away from home and unable to see the setting sun, he still knew when night approached. There wasn't a specific reason why he knew. Perhaps it was from experience and old age or perhaps it was the tightening sting of the scar marring his back, but no
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It was something China always said with a blush and sometimes with a curse. It had become a ritual almost between him and Russia; a dance they both knew the steps to. He would step away, protesting, and Russia would follow, never missing a beat. One, two, one, two- a twirl and a dip. Never varied, never strayed.
Tonight...tonight was different. The words that began their chase were murmured half-heartedly. The protest was ever constant but it wasn't for Russia to stop. It was for him not to go.
"No, we shouldn't... but that never stopped us before." Russia tilted China's chin up. Slowly, so slowly as if time stopped and the air stilled, their lips met. The moon's light played upon their entangled forms, melting and melding their shadows into one.
Gently Russia pushed China down onto the bed, careful not to crush him with his weight. Their lips parted as Russia stared down at the man beneath him. Golden eyes seared into violet ones.
Tonight. Tonight was the
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
Shopping With MeiMeiWith an unhappy pout on his lips, China shuffled slowly as he followed Taiwan on her shopping spree. He made it a tradition to at least spend one day out of the month with his siblings and today was Taiwan's turn...He dreaded spending time with Taiwan almost as much as Korea. His arms and back were hurting from the multiple bags he was holding.Shopping With MeiMei in General Fiction More Like This
"Are we done yet aru?" China panted, slumping down on a nearby bench.
"What? Of course not!" Taiwan stood in front of the older nation, hands on her hips, "We still have 3 more stores to hit! I want to get the newest Coach bag that just came out!" She tugged on China's hand, "Come on! Let's go!"
"Ahhh, you go without me. I can't walk anymore aru."
"But if you don't go with me, who's going to buy me the bag?"
"What am I aru? Your golden credit card?" China scowled.
"Please, Ge ge? Just this once?"
"You always say that aru and in the end, I buy you everything!' China grumbled even though he obediently followed Taiwan anyway.
"But what's the point
Sweet DreamsEngulfed in shadows, the room was deathly quiet. Sound hardly penetrated through the pitch black darkness.Sweet Dreams in Fan Fiction More Like This
Occasionally, a hot summer breeze would pass by the open window and if it was strong enough, lift the heavy curtains surrounding the bed.
Swish and sway, the curtains would play with the wayward wind, filling the silent room with the sound of rustling fabric. Within seconds, the wind died down and the whispering draperies slowly fell back into silence. In the brief moments just before the thick, heavy curtains would settle around the canopy again, quiet and barely audible sounds could be heard coming from the bed within.
Soft murmurs of soothing words caressed the air between the fabrics; breathless sighs and moans drifted out into the night. As the curtains fell into place, the room plunged back into silence.
Bereft of sound and light, Yao had no need for his eyes or ears. In this moment, at this time, the sense of taste and touch was all he needed. With his hand as his guid
Care to Dance?Rating: Sadly just PGCare to Dance? in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Ivan x Yao
"When a man and woman understand each other dancing, simply carrying the beat, dancing for three minutes to a music called tango, it's the closest thing to sex but sensual rather than erotic." - Juan Carlos Copes
So what does the dance between China and Russia reveal?
The noise in the room was sickeningly loud. Somewhere, his straining nerves picked up a high pitched laughter, the sound of it grated against his throbbing skull. Perfume from the ladies overwhelmed his senses and nauseated him. The crush of the crowd made it hard to breathe. He felt suffocated, confined.
China scanned the ballroom, looking for his escape. If he had to endure this sham of a party a second longer, he would kill himself.
There, at last, he spotted his reprieve.
Only a few feet away from him, he spotted an empty balcony. Urgency replacing his sense of propriety, he elbowed his way past dancing couples and smoking gentlemen, no longer caring abo
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"Ivan ," Russia's ears perked up at the breathless way China said his name.
He turned and was surprised by the sight of the smaller nation standing only a few feet before him. Was he running a fever? Short of breath, flushed cheeks, and glazed over eyes; he must be. Russia quickly strode over to feel the other's forehead. Hm, a little warm but nothing to be alarmed about.
"Ah ahh, Ivan ." China breathed again, clutching the large hands.
Russia raised his eyebrows in question, "Yes?"
Without warning, the slender man buried his face into Russia's chest, slim arms wrapped around his waist tightly.
"Little Jao," Russia said alarmed, "What's wrong? Are you-"
"Ivan," China lifted his earnest eyes to Russia's, "I want to have sex."
Russia choked on air; he was beyond shocked at the older and often icy nation whose demeanor was colder than his coldest winters.
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
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Leaving Lovino in the bedroom, Antonio made a quick dinner, mainly tomato's, his lovers favourite dishes, everything perfect, almost like if he made it up to the male now then they could start over, like Antonio had never harmed him, and they could have their first time all over again.
Taking a tray up to their room, Antonio let the door swing open, his head hung in shame as he walked over to Lovino, giving him the tray, glad that he was now dressed.
Opening amber eyes, Lovino scowled at the other man, though he felt it wavering.
The man looked so guilty and upset.
W-Well he should! He deserved to feel such horrid emotions for not only butchering their first time with such horrid accusations, but taking away his virginity in such a harsh manner.
As if to cut at the Spaniard more- for he was truly offended to the core that he'd been accused of cheating- when he took the tray he shot the man a filthy stare.
"I wonder if you knew that I was a virgin before last night," he hissed, h
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It felt like forever, laying by himself, crying, waiting for the effects of days' worth of alcohol to wear off. Lovino felt absolutely shattered, the pain in his lower back fading, having stopped bleeding a day or so ago, but still feeling so raw. He paid attention to nothing anymore, not even registering the door to his home opening, remaining as silent as he'd been the past few days- bar his loud and painful sobs for a lot of those hours.
Besides, it was probably his stupid brother coming to check on him again with that stupid potato head.
Stupid German who had caused so much of this mess.
It wasn't until he didn't hear the overly cheery, loud or worried voice of his brother that the brunette began to wonder just who had let themselves into his home.
Was it an invasion?
God, no, he couldn't handle having Southern Italy invaded and ripped from him and being taken from Spain, surely he'd die then! But what did Antonio want with him anyway, if the man doubted him so muc
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Cutting tomatoes and preparing the ingredients, Lovino started to put his plan into action.
When lips pressed to his skin, he gave a soft encouraging sigh, pressing back into the other's firm and muscled chest, squirming slightly as he wiggled his hips a bit. Lifting a tomato piece up to his lips, he pushed it into his mouth- and the tips of his fingers-, sucking softly before removing his fingers and chewing, some tomato juices running down his hand.
The tomatoes were delicious, and fresh, and they made him almost purr in satisfaction. He just had to act as though Antonio wasn't there, because trickles of anxiety still ran through his blood, and his heart pounded in his chest. But he wanted this; he wanted Antonio to be normal again, to stop acting like he was made of fucking porcelain!!
"Oi, bastardo," Lovino uttered in his usual scolding tone, lifting another piece of tomato to his lips before pausing and nibbling lightly on an end, "You need to try these tomatoes." Instead of eatin
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A flash of panic passed over Antonio's face, looking at a blood smeared hand print next to Lovino's head, on a once perfectly white wall. It was at that moment the Spaniard realised something, his thighs were a lot wetter than they should have been.
Clearly it had been Lovino's first time with a man, if it hadn't been there wouldn't have been nearly as much blood.
Holding himself back from gagging, Antonio gathered his small lover into his arms, holding him gently and whispering soft apologies to the Italian, he had never meant for this to happen... Carrying Lovino up the stairs and to their bedroom, the Spaniard let the child lay softly on the bed, only then noticing the extent of the bleeding.
Blood that had dripped down Lovino's thigh had dried, smudges of the redness where Antonio had been against him. Then there was the blood stain on the front of his jeans where he hadn't pushed them down, too eager to abuse his younger lover.
"I'm so sorry" Antonio muttered, pushing some hair fr
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Finally, after a long trip, Lovino sighed heavily, irritability written all over the Italian's face. After going all the way back home to Italy, his stupid little brother had apologised, saying that he wasn't actually in the south like they'd agreed upon for their little lunch, but was actually north. So making the trip north, he had received the call that, oh, sorry dear brother, he was in Germany.
Trudging the rest of that distance and fighting whoever he could verbally- and cowering and fleeing from any German men and women in his way, because damn it, they were scary!- he finally made it into the stupid potato head's house, only to discover that his little brother was being invaded by Germany- and not in a war like manner.
Disgusted and enraged, he had up and left. Thankfully, he hadn't seen, but he had heard oh so clearly.
Feliciano certainly wasn't quiet.
And now, the next day he had finally arrived back to Spain to his home that he shared with his Spanish lover
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Waking up with a sore head, Lovino rubbed his temple, checking it over for bumps before wincing as his hands brushed through his hair. Pft, so much for 'I will protect you!', Lovino had been knocked out twice in as many days, and his head was starting to feel the pain.
Although this time he had woken up in a rather nice soft bed.
Curling his fists in the blankets, Lovino let out a happy sigh it was like being back home again, and for a moment the Italian let himself believe that it was home.
Any moment now the door would open and his loud mouth brother would come bounding in, exclaiming of his wonderful pasta that he had managed to buy from the shops just in stock, the last packet, and how he was going to make a feast.
Perhaps they would be spared from the war and all of their fathers and brothers would come back home and a big celebration no more death or hunger.
The usual thoughts that Lovino would have had in his own bed, but as the Italian opened his eyes, he c
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Adult language follows.
As the Spaniard dropped to his knees before him, Lovino began a silent prayer for the pirate, and for the people he had come across, it was only at the lustful voice, and the kiss to his fingers that Lovino paused in his thoughts, before pushing on.
Hearing at how the Pirate let lust control him, Lovino frowned to himself, all of those poor people, surely enjoying rape is worse than not enjoying it, the guilt after must have been over whelming.
Was this pirate really asking for forgiveness or was he just showing off.
With the lack of holy water, Lovino's blessing wasn't the same, instead dipping his thumb into the glass of water on the table.
Personal confessions were treated differently.
"In the name of the Son, the Father, and the Holy Spirit, May God forgive your sins, and bless your soul." With the water on his thumb, Lovino formed a cross on the Pirates forehead, muttering a quick prayer in Latin.
Antonio sighed, his shoulders relaxing.
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Spain x Romano
Wishing to be the Friction In Your Jeans
Antonio was angry.
More than angry, he could actually feel the steam coming from his ears. A certain source had told him something he had rather not heard. This certain source being one of his best friends meant that he didn't even doubt where the information had come from nor how reliable it was.
Lovino had cheated on him.
Yes, they were in a relationship or sorts, Lovino had accepted his marriage proposal on the terms that he had three square meals a day, Antonio was holding him to that.
Not that they had kissed.
But they shared the same bed, that was good enough wasn't it?!
Sitting down in the dark of the living room, Antonio's finger was tapping on the arm of the chair, staring at the door which lead to the outside world.
Lovino would be back soon.
What annoyed Antonio the most was not the fact he had cheated, but whom he had cheated with. Of all the people in the world why would he go for the loud mouthed, idiot man who had r
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Naruto himself had taken Sasuke's leaving rather harshly, so when he had come across the passed out body of his old friend, he was shocked and a bit apprehensive as to if it were a trap of some kind.
Sakura had started to cry, and all Naruto could really remember was Kyuubi shouting in his head, egging him to stab the bastard and be done with him. Kyuubi kept demanding that Naruto condemn the betrayer. Thankfully, Naruto decided not to listened to the demon for a change. Although, he was starting to wish he had now that the bastard was living with him. If it hadn't been for the fact that Naruto was trying to become the Hokage, he might have let the Uchiha leave without "noticing", per se.
Hearing the once-missing-ninja walk around his kitchen, Naruto rolled out of bed, landing with a sharp thud on t
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As the man walked into the room that Lovino had been chucked in earlier, the Italian had pulled back on himself. Being no fool, he knew exactly what the pirate had just done to whatever captives, or crew, he'd had that no longer needed.
If the gunshot wasn't clear, then the splashes and yelling were a dead give away.
Before the Spaniard had waltzed into the room Lovino had been praying that whoever had been killed, would find forgiveness and peace, that was his job after all. But now the man devilishly handsome, despite Lovino's better judgement was talking directly to him, he couldn't escape.
It was only at the glint on the other man's chest that Lovino realised he might be saved after all.
A dedication to God was serious in their era, Pirate or no Pirate.
Standing from where he had been sat (not cowering) on the floor, Lovino had to bite his tongue from letting out a rude remark. Usually the Italian didn't care for people insulting him, and would retort back in second n
A poem for LudwigMy dearest Ludwig,A poem for Ludwig in Free Verse More Like This
A smile has a lot of meaning behind it.
But in my case, it means that I'm happy to be with you.
Every minute I spend with you is special to me...
Because you never know when it could all fade away.
When you hold me in your arms....
When you pet my head....
When you stroke that silly curl of mine...
All of that means more to me than anyone could ever imagine.
More than pasta... more than gelato...
More than anything.
A kiss has a lot of meaning behind it.
But in my case... it means that I love you.
Ti amo molto,
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whether it's ghosts, death, war....
But me, I'm afraid of loneliness.
This loneliness I feel.
The feeling you get when you're sure everyone hates
And you don't know why
But the only thing you know is that you
did something wrong.
But you can't fix it.
The feeling you get when everyone starts to avoid you
like the plague
like a rabid dog
like the devil.
And the one you love is gone.
The one you love has left you.... for the second time.
You burst into tears of nothingness
knowing that no one understands you
and no one cares about you.
You want all of your suffering to end.
So you inflict pain on yourself
with each cut standing for every time you suffered.
You probably have never gotten that feeling before
but I know that you probably hate me
and want nothing to do with me
and maybe you want to kill me.
Because whatever I did.....
It must have been bad....
Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 1He was watching the furniture being moved into the small cottage with a smile.Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
He turned to see a small blond boy running towards him.
"Bonjour mon petit," he said as he picked him up.
The little boy laughed while his father hugged him.
They smiled and laughed until the man noticed someone watching them.
He turned and the other person jumped at being found.
"S-Sorry about that," the other man said as he stepped out from behind a tree and walked up to them. "I live nearby and came to introduce myself."
He held out his hand and the man adjusted the boy in his arms to shake it.
"Bonjour. I am Francis Bonnefoy." He gestured to the little boy. "And zis is mon fils Mathieu."
The other man nodded.
"I am John Brown. I live down the road a way." He paused for a moment. "Are you French?"
"Why did you move to England then?"
"I came here for personal reasons."
He put a hand on Matthew's head.
John smiled at the little boy.
Matthew's eyes widened and h
JealousyThey were together again. Talking and smiling and laughing.Jealousy in General Fiction More Like This
He hated it.
Clenching his fists, he walked away.
Why did she have to exist? Why?!
The sole reason she was born was simply to annoy him and steal his attention away.
He knew that.
Reaching his home fairly soon, Alfred ran out to greet him.
Arthur smiled wearily and knelt down as Alfred ran towards him with his arms open.
The little boy jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"You're acting like you haven't seen me in years," Arthur said with a laugh.
"Well you went away for such a long time!" Alfred pouted.
Arthur ruffled the boy's hair.
"It's not like you were alone though, lad. Wasn't Wea here?" he asked.
"Mommy was here but she was busy."
Arthur raised an eyebrow.
"Busy? She was supposed to be watching you."
"She was, but she had to talk to these two guys first. I didn't want to talk to them with her so I just played in my room."
Arthur frowned and stood up.
"Stay here Alfred. I'm going t
A New Life Chapter 18Never had he seen his Arthur act so weakly and scared and Francis wasn't sure what to do.A New Life Chapter 18 in General Fiction More Like This
That thought alone terrified him, but what made it worse was watching the younger man jump at the smallest noises and constantly looking around him at random times.
More than once, Francis had caught him checking the doors and windows while he was supposed to be sleeping.
What was stranger was when he was found in the bathroom, giving up the contents of his stomach to the porcelain trashcan.
"Are you okay, mon cher?" he asked as he stepped into the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
The other man raised his head to look at Francis.
"Y-Yeah. I guess my lunch didn't agree with me."
He tried to smile, but quickly turned green and put his head back in the bowl.
Francis knelt down next to him and rubbed his back.
"It seems like more zan zat to moi," he whispered. "Are you sure you're okay?" Arthur started to nod before he stopped and shook his head quickly. "What is it, mon cher?"
Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 2Francis carried Arthur into his small guest room and laid him in the bed gently.Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred and Matthew followed him silently.
They watched him wrap blankets around Arthur tightly.
Alfred pulled on Francis's sleeve as he stepped back.
Francis looked down and him wearily.
"Is Daddy going to be okay?"
"Oui. He just needs to rest and stay in bed for a little while."
"Okay," Alfred said sadly.
Francis picked him up.
"Don't worry. People get burned every day. It was an accident and he'll be all better soon.
Alfred held onto Francis tightly.
He was still scared because his Daddy hadn't woken up yet, but Francis had comforted him a little.
"Do you want something to eat?"
Alfred nodded quickly.
"D'accord. I shall make some déjeuner." He looked down at Matthew. "Do you want some food aussi?"
Francis picked him up also.
"Come on. Let's go."
He carried them downstairs and set them in two chairs at the table.
"What do you want to eat?"
Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 3Matthew stopped running and looked around while he tried to catch his breath.Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
Where was he?
He had never been into the woods before and he had only been in England for a few weeks so he wasn't used to the layout yet.
Feeling fear rising in his chest, he started shaking.
He heard footsteps approaching and turned towards them.
"P-Papa?" he called in a tiny, frightened voice.
The footsteps stopped for a few moments.
"P-Papa?" he called again. "I'm over here."
The footsteps grew louder.
Matthew tried to peer through the darkness and foliage.
A person stepped into the clearing, but it wasn't Francis.
Matthew's shaking increased and he backed up.
"W-Why are you here? W-Where's my P-Papa?"
The man walked up to him.
"Why are you so afraid of me? What reason have I given you?"
Matthew just kept backing up until he hit a tree.
"Y-You just scare me. I d-don't know why."
He was frozen against the tree as the man stretched his hands toward him.
"P-Papa!" Matthew yelled back.
Always ThereThe sky was a clear, crisp blue with a few sparse clouds spread around at random. It was hot but the light breeze that blew through the clearing made it comfortable to all those outside, though there was only one person that could be seen for at least a mile.Always There in General Fiction More Like This
The teenage boy had long, blond hair that fell a little past his shoulders and a light smile on his face as he picked some of the many flowers surrounding him. He was expecting someone and wanted to finish the beautiful bouquet before they arrived.
Hearing running footsteps, his smile brightened and he raised his head to spot a small boy coming in his direction.
The smile slipped when he noticed tears running down the boy's grimy face and how the boy was carefully holding his arm. He jumped up and hurried over to him.
"What is wrong, mon petit?" he asked, worried, brushing the tears away.
"M-My brothers," the boy choked out, still crying hard.
"What did they do?"
As a reply, the boy held out the arm he'd been cradling gently; it w
Famille TempsArthur was sitting on the couch quietly sipping tea.Famille Temps in General Fiction More Like This
Francis was next to him on the floor resting his back against Arthur's legs, eyes closed.
Arthur sighed in content and leaned against the couch.
Matthew suddenly ran into the room crying, destroying the peaceful feeling in the room.
Francis knew Arthur was irritated when the tea cup rattled in its saucer.
"Come 'ere cher," he said as he held his arms out.
Matthew ran up to him and threw himself at Francis.
"P-Papa!" he sobbed. "P-Papa!"
Francis rubbed his back gently.
"What is it cher?"
Matthew started hiccupping as he cried.
Arthur sighed and set his tea cup down.
"What did he do now?"
Arthur jumped to his feet and ran out the door.
Francis scooped Matthew into his arms and followed quickly.
Alfred was lying on his back, holding his leg and crying loudly.
Arthur was next to, helping him sit up.
He turned to Francis and motioned him over.
Alfred was clutching Arthur's shirt and crying into it.
A New Life Chapter 10It was completely silent in the cells as each member tried to keep themselves occupied.A New Life Chapter 10 in General Fiction More Like This
"I've got an idea," Arthur said suddenly.
Feliciano and Lovino sat up.
"Yes. All we have to do is-"
The door opened and cut him off.
All the inhabitants turned to look and hoped that someone new wasn't being brought in.
Two men stepped into the basement.
"Give me back my Tore!" Lovino screamed at the men, throwing himself against the bars of his cell to try and get to them.
The men ignored him and walked up to Arthur.
"You're being released," the said simply.
Arthur stared at him.
"Just for the day."
He crossed his arms.
"And what if I refuse?" he demanded.
The taller of the two men grabbed his arm roughly.
"That's not an option!"
Arthur was dragged out of his cell roughly.
"Don't hurt him!" Feliciano yelled.
"Let go of him and bring me back my Tore!" Lovino added.
"SHUT UP!" the shorter man roared. He hit Lovino in the face so he fell to the ground. "And stop y
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Arthur, Alfred, and Peter became permanent residents of Francis's house.
They were welcomed with open arms and bright smiles.
Francis's house was redesigned to accommodate them.
It was a large house but most of the bedrooms had been converted for other use.
Two rooms were turned back into bedrooms for Alfred and Peter but after everything they had been through, they preferred to share a room.
They quickly found another use for the second room though.
* * *
Francis and Arthur were sitting together on the couch watching the credits of a movie.
Alfred, Matthew, and Peter were sleeping on the floor under a pile of blankets.
Francis had his arms around the other man and Arthur was laying against him.
The Frenchman's eyes were closed.
"I need to tell you something."
He opened his eyes and looked down at him.
Arthur seemed uncomfortable as he fidgeted with his hands.
"Just tell me, mon cher."
A New Life Chapter 4Arthur was lying in bed with a small bundle on his lap.A New Life Chapter 4 in General Fiction More Like This
Francis was standing next to him, beaming.
"I'm sorry I worried you," Arthur whispered.
"C'est d'accord. I'm just glad you are unhurt."
Arthur furrowed his eyebrows.
"I am not unhurt, you git."
"Zat's not what I meant cher. I am happy zat you and he are fine."
Arthur smiled weakly.
Francis took the bundle from Arthur.
"Get some rest cher. You've been zhrough a lot."
Arthur nodded and was soon asleep.
Francis smiled at his sleeping lover before looking down at the bundle.
A small hand was sticking out of the blanket and Francis tucked it in gently.
The baby was also asleep and Francis rocked him in his arms.
The door opened and three little boys slipped in.
They crept up to him and pulled on Francis's leg.
"Can we see?" Peter asked shyly.
Francis nodded and knelt down.
They peered at the baby cautiously and were nervous to get too close.
"He's not going to break," Francis whispered.
The boys took a hesita
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Germany 180 cm
"The 8 centimeter barrier is thick..."
"Doitsu, Doitsu~!" The auburn-haired male sung gleefully as he came up behind the larger nation, waving his arms about like a small child would. "Doitsu, come here!"
Taking notice of Feliciano, Germany reluctantly made his way over to where he stood. Or rather, where he was bouncing on his heels with anticipation. "What do you want now, Italy?" His tone did not sound as much annoyed as it sounded tired. Spending even a few minutes with the peppy young man always seemed to wear him out. In more ways than one.
"Can I have another good morning hug?" Italy requested, his curl bouncing with the rhythm of his heels. "I wanna see if I'm any taller than before!"
"Mein Gott," Germany said to himself, rubbing his temples for a moment. "This nonsense again?" He had only been bothered with this same question for the past three weeks. Italy just could not seem to accept that he would not be able to reach up to
When I was just a little boyTitle: When I was a little boyWhen I was just a little boy in Short Stories More Like This
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Ivan Braginski x Wang Yao (RussiaxChina)
Rating: No rating
Warnings: Mentions of rape and violence
Summary: The moment Ivan meet Yao, he knew he was the one for him. A young Ivan meets Yao and declares him the love of his life.
When I was a little boy
"When I was a little boy, just a tiny little nation, I was cast away from my home and family, to obey to my duties of a nation. I was so small and so spoiled by my older sister Katyusha, and we all lived to happy with our simple life, the three of us, but soon the dream was over and my lands were taken by the nation of Mongolia. I was so clueless of what was happening, I just knew I was scared and I didn't want to go, the weather was cold, colder than usually, and the snow just kept on falling. When I was taken inside the big tent, by my boss, I saw an angel in the snow, its vests were so long, floating gently in the air, and its hair was beautiful
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Character(s) or Pairing(s): Ivan Braginski x Wang Yao (RussiaxChina)
Warnings: Drinking? BL
Notes: Inspired in the many Roleplays I had with a dear friend of mine.
Summary: "In the beginning there were small smiles and shy touches, none of us thought it would be love, nations don't love, I thought, but this feelings, this was different. " Yao gets drunk during a Communist party; Ivan has to resist Yao's desires.
"Just one more!" The Asian nation whined at the taller one, pouting in the direction of his now empty glass of vodka. Yao usually never drank, but since he was in Ivan's house, he thought it wouldn't be polite to deny the offer of liquor that the other made to him. It really only started with one glass of vodka, a small glass, but his little frame was never able to contain any kind of alcohol, soon he started blushing, and letting himself free, soon he would be complaining about how his younger brother was a douche and how he
Love In A Hopeless Place - PrologueTo Ivan, Siberia is a hopeless place. But in the end, this is where he finds love... RoChu AULove In A Hopeless Place - Prologue in Romance More Like This
Author's note: Title is of course inspired by Rihannas wonderful song
Main pairing is RoChu, other pairings may be mentioned though.
Hetalia wasn't my idea...
If you spot any errors, please let me know, I will correct them. Please review, I like reviews!^^
Love In A Hopeless Place - Prologue
Once, when I was just hanging around in the internet, some guy asked me where I was from. I didn't answer. I went offline instead.
That night, I woke up to the buzzing of my thoughts, which desperately tried to find an answer to that question. It's not that I didn't know where I'm from, of course I know, I've never really left this place anyways and I am not exactly from an immigrant family either.
It's just that this random stranger wouldn't have understood. Сибирь – saying this word is easy, of course. But fully comprehending its
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"You know", Yao said, while casually stirring some kind of vegetable soup (S 12, I believe), "actually the food here is worthless shit."
I didn't quite know what to say to that. Was he fishing for compliments? It was the only explanation for this behavior I could think of, as his food was the best I had ever eaten and in all those evenings I had spent at his restaurant Lao Long, I had never hesitated to tell him that, both by the means of words and actions.
But still. I prided myself on knowing that mysterious chef at least a little bit and demanding praise in such a dumb and obvious manner wouldn't have been his style at all.
So instead of answering, I decided to give him an innocent questioning look.
He sighed. "At least for you it is shit. The rest of the people here just get what they des
Love In A Hopeless Place - Chapter 4To Ivan, Siberia is a hopeless place. But in the end, this is where he finds love... RoChu AULove In A Hopeless Place - Chapter 4 in Romance More Like This
“No… No, it’s not….”
“Natalia believe it or not this is important for me. Office work is not only carried out in the office, sometimes I have to socialize!”
“Come on, how about another evening? Thursday? Friday? Anything, really…”
“Well then just swap your shift with one of the other girls, isn’t that possible?”
“Oh just stop it, okay? Stop it! I’m going to hang up on you!”
“Yes, see you. Bye, Natalia!”
When I put the phone down I finally released the breath I had been holding. The breath I somehow always was holding whenever I talked to my younger sister. I’d never been a timid being or anything but that girl always managed to scare me with her mixture of misanthropy and pos
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This has a prologue! Read the prologue first!^^
It was October when I first met Yao, and the outside temperature was rapidly heading towards 0 °C.
I was on my way back home from the office, where I had just successfully made two of my subordinates cry. It's not that I had aimed at doing so. It's just that I didn't care enough to try and be nice with them. They were simply too weak and I don't see a point in sparing weak people. Nobody had ever thought of sparing me, after all.
I went a different way than usually, as there had obviously been an accident on my normal route. I didn't feel like seeing crashed cars, dead people and inwardly dead people staring at them, so I used a small side street instead.
I had to eye my surroundings carefully in order not to get lost. Concrete buildings have a nasty tendency to look the same everywhere and so do muddy streets, especially if y
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You sadly gazed at the mirror that was in front of you. You were wearing a beautiful long white gown, since today was your wedding day. Straightening the dress, you sighed. You were forced to marry with someone who you don’t even love, no matter if you love somebody else. It was your parent wish for you get married with someone with money, since your parents were in the line of losing the house. You didn’t want to get married with someone you don’t love, you loved someone else. The person you loved was Ludwig.
"Well don’t you look beautiful?" someone said closing the door.
You turn around and saw your mom smiling at you.
"Oh...Thanks mom" you replied back, turning yourself back to the mirror.
"Today is day, my own daughter is getting married" she said cheerfully. "Now come, it about to begin."
Your mom got your arm and led you to the church halls. Making your way to the entrance of the church, you waited to the entire bride maids went inside.
'Ludwig...I will al
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Lovino spent the rest of the week looking over his shoulder and getting startled at every single little thing. Even a small creak in the apartment made his heart beat a mile a minute, when Feliciano stated he was going out somewhere, he would fret for him to be careful and trust no one (that was only after failing to convince him to stay in). When he walked to work he thought he could see him from the corner of his eye but when he looked there was no one there.
Lovino wasn't paranoid... really, he wasn't. He was just making sure he didn't become a vampire's lunch.
He snorted at the thought; he kind of already was, wasn't he?
A full week had passed and Lovino found himself walking to work and once again he was working a night shift. He told himself to stop being stupid and he'd deal with him if he did show up-though he did hope that last week was just a one off and he would
Blessed With A Curse- Ch4Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch4 in Romance More Like This
Lovino watched the window with a nervous expression. Any moment now he should be here. Any moment now. He held on to Alfred's baseball bat with a tight grip and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He wouldn't let this continue. What the hell had he been thinking? He shouldn't have allowed it to happen in the first place.
He started pacing back and forth, his mind racing. His heart pounded in his chest and his breathing started to get faster. He was scared; yes he wouldn't admit it out-loud but he might admit it in his mind. He took a deep breath and tried to work out what he was going to say. He was going to tell Antonio exactly how he felt and he was going to tell him to get the hell out of his life and never come back.
The Italian jumped and let out a small squeak of surprise, which he promptly turned into a low cough as his cheeks turned a light shade of pink. He tur
Blessed With A Curse- Ch6Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch6 in Romance More Like This
Antonio didn't look entirely comfortable with the fact Lovino wanted to know how he was turned. The Italian could see that the other's eyes had darkened slightly and he could also see that he had probably brought up some unpleasant memories, but he felt as though he had a right to know. However, despite this, he didn't want to cause any unnecessary discomfort to the Spaniard; even though he had suffered enough without his blood, and Lovino acted as though he didn't care, really... he kind of did. Just a little bit.
"You don't have to talk about it," he quickly said, watching the vampire carefully for some kind of reaction; Antonio just seemed to freeze, drifting off into his own world as the memories revisited him. For a moment, Lovino didn't think that he would respond, but a few seconds later he raised his head and shook it lightly, "No, you should know. I owe you at lea
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Lovino also liked naps. However, he wasn't too keen to take one with the tomato bastard he called a lover. Here he was at Antonio's house for the first time in weeks and this was one of the rare opportunities that the two nations got to see each other; their bosses had kept them so busy lately that they found it hard to even speak to each other let alone see each other. With all the crap that had been happening lately, Lovino actually welcomed the break. He welcomed the little holiday with open arms and even if was only for a weekend, it was better than nothing.
Antonio smiled lightly, lying comfortably in the bed. He gestured to the smaller male before him and pulled on his wrist lightly, tugging him onto the bed beside him. Lovino scowled, having landed in an awkward position beside the Spaniard and huffed, "I don't approve of this."
"Aww, why not? I just want to take a nap with you that's all!" Antonio said, adjusting his position slightly
Blessed With A Curse- Ch7Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously fould mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch7 in Romance More Like This
Lovino tried not to panic. Everything would be all right; nothing bad would have happened. The potato bastard wouldn't have allowed it too, right? If he really cared about Feliciano then everything would be fine... wouldn't it?
He really wasn't paranoid, honestly he wasn't, but recent events have somewhat changed his mindset. He worried about a lot of things he usually wouldn't have paid any mind too in the past. He fretted about things that usually wouldn't concern him, like when his brother would be home and who he would be with when he was out and whatnot. Be this as it may, Lovino refused to admit that he was paranoid. He may be worried, anxious and stressed... but not paranoid.
He arrived at his apartment complex and he almost ran down the hall once he reached his floor. He fumbled for his keys and once he found them, he shoved the little piece of metal into the keyh
Blessed With A Curse- Ch1Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch1 in Romance More Like This
"Ve, Lovi! Why do we have to walk so fast?" Feliciano whined as he tried to catch up with his brother. Lovi... or Lovino, as he preferred to be called, huffed from a few paces away from his whining younger twin and replied haughtily, "Because it's dark, cold and I'm hungry damnit! Now hurry the fuck up! I'm not waiting for you again!"
The other Italian brother hurried to catch up and he fell in step with Lovino. He nervously looked at the other male and despite his bad mood, he struck up conversation, "Ve, Lovi! Don't you think it was nice that we got let off work early tonight? That means I get to talk to Ludwig longer"
"Why do you still talk to that bastard?" Lovino asked with a scowl. He really didn't like his brother's new boyfriend Ludwig. He hated him from day one... the moment he heard that ridiculous German accent, the Italian decided he loathed him. He absol
Blessed With A Curse- Ch16Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch16 in Romance More Like This
"So... what are we going to do now?" Lovino looked between the three vampires questioningly. After their little discovery, all four of them had been on edge. Antonio had kept his arm securely around him, as if he would disappear into thin air if he dared to let go. Gilbert looked serious for once and Francis' thoughts were so preoccupied he slipped into French when talking to them. Lovino had mulled the situation over in his mind and he had no idea what he was supposed to do in order to find his brother. Antonio said it would be all right and he had no choice but to try and believe him.
"I'm going to take you back to my apartment," Antonio said, "You look like you need some rest."
"How am I supposed to rest when my brother could be in danger, asshole?" Lovino demanded; the tone in his voice harsh. Antonio merely sighed and replied, "You can't stay awake all night... and ma
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The late evening light reflected off the ocean's too blue surface and the sun was slowly setting behind the horizon in the distance. The golden sand beneath him was soft to the touch and no longer warm, and the cool evening breeze whipped through his dark locks softly. Tourists bustled around him, talking amongst themselves and smiling happily as they enjoyed the Spanish evening. Despite the beautiful scenery around him, Lovino's frown remained. He looked out at the ocean, watching the small shape of a cruise ship sail along the horizon in the distance. He sighed a little and adjusted his position on the sand; he would never admit it but he rather liked Antonio's beaches. Lovino tore his eyes away from the water and averted them downwards as he moved his hand to cup a small amount of sand. He watched it slip through his fingertips silently as he wondered what was taking that tomato bastard so long.
Lovino was taking a holiday; a much deserved holiday at that. For once, his
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The first thing that greeted Arthur when he woke up was a pounding headache. He knew in an instant that this hang-over wouldn't be pleasant; they never were, but he hadn't had one like this for years.
Fuck, just what did he drink last night?
He let out a small puff of air and wrinkled his nose at the stench of stale beer, vomit and cigarette smoke. Great, he'd quit smoking years ago and if this meant he would start again then he wasn't going to be very happy.
This was by no means suggesting that he was happy to begin with.
Arthur raised a hand to his eyes and rubbed away the sleep and he blinked. The blurriness of the room was starting to fade and he started to notice the interior's features, and that was when he realised he didn't recognize any of them. Where the hell was he anyway?
He realised he was lying in a bed and his face flushed. He cautiously lifted up the bed sheets and saw that he was completely naked. Shit.
He looked around the room to see various
Blessed With A Curse- Ch11Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch11 in Romance More Like This
Lovino hated Halloween. He didn't see the point of it. The holiday had never really meant much to him when he was growing up and that didn't change. Feliciano seemed to like the idea though and he was the reason why he hated it so much.
"Fratello! You are dressing up with me, aren't you?" Feliciano called from his bathroom. Lovino shuddered and stared at the face-paints in front of him and scowled. Feliciano was determined to go out for Halloween. Lovino had told him he was too old for Trick or Treating but the younger brother wasn't interested. He had said he was going to go out with Ludwig and he and Antonio were welcome to join if they wanted to. Lovino had said no, but knowing Antonio he would probably show up sooner or later.
"No!" he finally answered and turned away from the paints. Feliciano exited the bathroom with a pout and asked, "Why?"
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Wang Yao sighed heavily, slumping in his chair a little. Across from him, on the opposite side of the dining room table, was a distraught looking Ivan Braginski, the personification of Russia. Laid out in front of the two were many scattered index cards, with Chinese characters, words and phrases on them. Yao was teaching Ivan how to speak, write and understand Chinese after Ivan begged (forced) him to, under what circumstance, he would never know. And being the good nation of China that he was, he agreed. But after many hours of advanced studying, Ivan just couldn't either pronounce a word correctly or make the written character exactly right. Ivan was getting frustrated with himself for not even getting a single thing correct. He wished that everyone could just speak Russian, to make the world a hell of a lot easier. But NO~ God just had to be a Сука about it and make everyone speak different languages!
China sat up and re-arranged the
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Ludwig Beilschimdt was working diligently in his office, working on some very important business documents for his boss. It was almost two in the afternoon and he had started working since eight o' clock this morning. He wasn't anywhere near halfway finished. To get his mind off of the paperwork for a while, Ludwig toyed with his Iron Cross in his fingers, a habit he got from his older brother, Gilbert. His mind started drifting from paperwork to a certain brunette with an odd curl that had the exact same necklace as he and Gilbert. Feliciano Vargas, the personification of North Italy, seemed to preoccupy his mind most of the time now. The ever joyful and carefree man was all Ludwig could think about these days. Ever since the days of World War II, Ludwig did all he could to ensure Feliciano's safety and (though he wouldn't admit it) happiness. He loved seeing that sunny smile on his crush's cute little face. He would do anything to make sure it stayed there
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Tino Vainamoinen had just finished setting the table for dinner when his lover, Berwald Oxenstierna, came home from a meeting with his boss. It was Tino and Berwald's two year anniversary of the time they started dating. They had both decided that they would have a nice dinner alone at home to celebrate, since Berwald never really wanted to go out much or throw a huge party, in which a certain Dane would never be invited to. Their "son", Peter Kirkland, better known as the micro nation of Sealand, was out for the night, staying over at his best friend, Raivis Galante's house, otherwise known at Latvia. Also their little dog, Hanatamago was asleep in her little dog bed by the fireplace, where a bright, warm glow enveloped the room and drowned out all of the cold weather coming in from outside. 'Tonight will be perfect' thought Tino as he came to the doorway to help Berwald get rid of his cold, damp, snow-ridden jacket and boots.
As the two lovers sat and talked, mostly a
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Canada woke up one bright, sunny, Saturday morning to the sound of light snores coming from the other side of his bed. Im Yong Soo, the personification of Korea, was still sound asleep. Matthew looked adoringly at his cute Korean lover, brushing a few strands of black hair from his closed eyes. Today was their one month anniversary, so to celebrate; Matt decided he would make pancakes, his favorite food, for the two of them. As quietly as he could, as not to disturb his partner, he made his way out of the bedroom, closing the door silently, to the kitchen.
Smiling at the thought of Korea's happy expression when he would see the pancakes, he started working on the batter. Yong Soo had been introduced to pancakes when had just met Canada. He had been addicted to the fluffy, soft breakfast treat ever since. Matthew then got to work on heating up the pan and pouring the batter in. Little did he know, Korea was hiding in the foyer, looking at him from the door.
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Alfred F. Jones stared at his window pane with an annoyed expression. It was raining today, and Alfred felt as if the whole world was shrouded in gloom. Raindrops pitter-pattered on the roof and splattered on the outside of the window. To Alfred, it was just plain sad and depressing. He hated the rain. 'Huh.... Now I know how Arthur feels...' Alfred mused to himself as he thought about his British boyfriend. Arthur Kirkland was supposed to visit him today via a 9 to 10 hour airplane ride. Sadly, his flight to the U.S. had been cancelled due to rain. Arthur had called his beloved boyfriend just hours before to inform him, with dissapointment and deep sadness laced in his voice. So now, Alfred is here sitting at his window sill, staring at the rain with sorrow in his heart and a certain blonde haired, green eyed Brit in his head.
Alfred sighed, getting up to go make himself some coffee. It always had a way of cheering him up somewhat. He trudged down the stairs and suspe
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'Man, I'm so awesome!' thought Gilbert Beilschimdt, the personification of Prussia (East Germany), as he walked (strutted) down the large, grand hall of the U.N. Meeting hall in Paris, France. It was France's turn to host the meeting much to his delight, as they were good friends. England on the other hand....not so much. As Prussia got closer to the big, wooden, double doors of the meeting room, his ears picked up the distinct sound of sobbing. He spun around; blood red eyes scanning the area around him, until he found what looked to be a blonde haired boy, with a peculiar curl sticking out, wearing glasses and a red hoodie, and holding what looked to be a polar bear. Gilbert walked over to the boy and crouched down beside him, "Mattie?"
The two had known each other for quite awhile through the introduction of France, and over time, Prussia had developed very strong feelings for the country of Canada. Said Canadian looked up, startled that someone had seen him. "O-oh it