Push the Envelope ch4Had he heard correctly? Did Hong kong just ask him to marry him? A million conflicting thoughts swirled through Iceland's head. Of course he wanted to say yes. Of course he wanted to. He had been dreaming of this day for a long time but never imagined it like this. What about their families? Shouldn't they ought to know? Wouldn't they need rings? Suits? Music? Marriges were common among nations, even though they were considered more of a 'union', so it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Except, they usually didn't happen in a chapel in Las Vegas.
Hong kong could almost see the gears turning in Iceland's head, not even trying to hide the shocked look that graced his features. He stood silent for a moment, waiting for Iceland to reply. Or breathe.
Hong kong started to get a little worried. What if it was to sudden? What if he wasn't ready? What if he like dumps me right here for asking something so stupid? What if he doesn't want to do this? Crap... what have I done. He
Push the Envelope ch1Hong kong x IcelandPush the Envelope ch1 in Romance More Like This
"Hong Kong! Come down here, your cousins are here for lunch aru!" China called from downstairs, his voice ringing through the whole house. He could hear sound of the front door closing and footsteps trailing through his house. Even though Hong kong wasn't living with China anymore, he still let himself into Hong kong's house without giving it a second thought. It was proving to become one hell of a neusence.
Hong Kong was upstairs laying on his bed with his boyfriend, Iceland. They had been dateing for a while now, ever since a certain Halloween party that America hosted a while back. In the end, the party had turned out to be a really good night.
Let's not go into that right now, shall we?
So the two of them were laying there, kissing, without a care in the world. After a few short minutes passed, Iceland pulled away, shifting himself so that he was sitting on top of Hong Kong, straddiling him and staring at him with
Push the Envelope ch3What happens when you and your boyfriend ditch your families, an important world meeting and flee off to Las Vagas in search of having a good time? You never know!Push the Envelope ch3 in Drama More Like This
Everything had gone exactly to plan, for a change. Iceland and Hong kong had managed to escape the wild gathering of mostly drunk nations, also known as 'an excuse to get laid'. Oops, I meen World Meeting.
"I still can't believe we're actually doing this!" Iceland exclaimed as he was being pulled along by Hong kong towards the exit of the building which held the meeting. Seriously, even the 'Big Chinese Meeting' that China held every now and then was more calmer than this World Meeting, and that's really saying somthing.
"We are and we won't regret it, I promise."
The two of them stepped outside into the cool winter air of Calirfornia, still hand-in-hand. "Where to now?" Iceland asked, turning to face Hong kong. He was excited for their little adventure and had butterflys in his tummy, just like the first time he ever met
Push the Envelope ch. 5Weddings. When you hear the word a lot of things come to mind. Stress. Extravagant venues decked out with glisteing white fabric and soft rose petals. And cake. All those things aside, what really matters is those two people choosing to spend the rest of their lives together.Push the Envelope ch. 5 in Romance More Like This
Iceland glanced nervously at Hong kong, who shared a smiliar knowing expression with him. This was it. They were standing at the very front of the narrow aisle, underneath a small archway decorated in flowers. Instead of delicate butterflies fluttering in his stomach, Iceland thought of it more like a thousand moths having a rave party. When he looked at Hong kong, who was undoubtedly going through the same thing, the partying moths almost completley dissapeared.
"You nervous?" Hong kong asked, taking his lovers hand and squeezing gently.
"Not so much anymore... What about you?" He said, squeezing back and trying to read Hong kong's face. If Hong kong was nervous, he sure was hiding it well. His lips
Push the envelope ch. 6The way Hong Kong looked at it, one of two things could be on the other side of that door. One of which could be a furious China, followed by the rest of his family. What would he say to them? How would he explain their situation? China would not be impressed, then again, he rarely is, Hong kong could clearly picture in his mind China's dissaproving expression; his mouth set in a firm line and his brow furrowed. He knew that face all to well. South Korea and Thailand will see it as an excuse to party, turning the whole thing into a elaborate celebration of craziness, which wasn't always a bad thing. Taiwan wouldn't be happy that she wasn't invited to the ceremony, her sisterly side kicking in, even though it wasn't much of one. She hated to miss things like that. Hong kong could still remember how excited she had been when he told her about her and Iceland.Push the envelope ch. 6 in Romance More Like This
Or... Norway and the rest of Iceland's Nordic family could be there... Including Sealand because he just randomly shows up from ti
Push the Envelope ch2It was the first world meeting of the year and it was being hosted by none other than America. The loud nation would make the meeting stand out, using the oppertunity to promote his countries capital. This time, however, the meeting was not going to be held in Washington D.C.. Instead it was in Los Angeles, California, one of his most famous cities. Home of Hollywood, Disneyland and the rich & famous. The bustiling beach side city was only a four hour trip by car from the infamous desert paradise known as Los Vegas...You know what they say, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas... except herpes, that shit comes back with you.Push the Envelope ch2 in Romance More Like This
Hangover reference, anyone?
Iceland sat in the terminal of the Norweigan airport accompanied by Norway and Denmark, waiting to board their flight to L.A. They had decided to travel together to save money and it was more conveinent, and were meeting Finland and Sweden there. Of course, Denmark used it as an excuse to spend time with Norway.
"Hey Ice, wher
Push the Envelope ch.7Denmark trotted over to the door, feeling a little excited to see his Norway again. He hoped that he wouldn't be to pissed off for leaving him at the m&m shop, but it wasn't entierly his fault! The two of them, after each recieving a very persuasive text from Sadinia informing them of the party, had mad their way down to the address given for the party. Denmark was hopeing that there would be free drinks at the party, as well as Ice being there, of course. Norway was certain that Iceland would be there and most probably Hong Kong too. Also a party every once in a while doesn't hurt anybody. But what Denmark didn't know, infact no body else knew, was that he recieved a slightly different messeage to what the others got.Push the Envelope ch.7 in Romance More Like This
Denmark swung the door open, meeting Norway's flat expression with a beaming smile. "Hey there Nor! Found your way back I see?" He said, with a hint of sarcasm towards the end, trying to add a bit of humor onto the situation as always.
Norway rolled his eyes and leant up
Push The Envelope ch. 8"Why didn't you tell me?"Push The Envelope ch. 8 in Romance More Like This
Disappointment ran thick through China's words, as he stood in the door way of the chapel, talking directly to Hong Kong. He spoke softly but with a stern edge, just like a parent would to a child who did something they knew they shouldn't of. China's delicate features were turned into a small frown, his chocolate-brown eyes casting a hollow look right into Hong Kong's own big, dark brown orbs. That look of utter disappointment was worse than he could imagine. As a child, he was always trying to get China's approval and attention, but had learned a long time ago that he didn't need it; he didn't have to prove anything to anyone. Even as the years went past, it still hurt Hong Kong to see his elder, his 'big brother' look down on him in such a way. As if he was a disobedient child in need of stern discipline.
China didn't even seem mad. He looked slightly disappointed tired and for the first time in over a hundred years, he looked old. Not the type of old
All I Want, All You Need Ch. 7On the Wednesday of the next week, when I made my way into the foyer, there was another crowd of people. It wasn't the board they were surrounding, but a person. Well, I assumed it was a person. I wasn't sure what else they would be interested in. They were also asking questions. I wanted to go see who everyone was so interested in, but when I approached, Feliks interjected and dragged me away, saying it was of no interest. That didn't get rid of my nagging curiosity. I had a funny feeling that I knew exactly who it was, though.All I Want, All You Need Ch. 7 in General Fiction More Like This
Math class was nothing special. It hadn't been the first week, either. Mr. Hassan honestly didn't do much and left most of the work to us. A few days into the school year, one of the students took advantage of it and began to act like an utter delinquent. He was promptly given five days of detention and had been quiet since. Lili and I were humored by it. Thankfully, Lili and I had gotten closer the first week and we spoke a great deal. It was really nice, and
All I Want, All You Need Ch. 3Before departing from Feliks, he demanded that him and I exchange phone numbers. Reluctantly, I wrote the digits on his arm, trying my best to ignore the silly grin he wore. He then took to writing his number on my arm despite my protests against it. After we finished, he hugged me and I awkwardly returned the gesture, then watched as he pranced off to converse with a brown haired woman.All I Want, All You Need Ch. 3 in General Fiction More Like This
I began surveying the area for Lukas or Mathias, finding my search to no avail. They were nowhere to be found in the large auditorium, it seemed. As I skimmed through the people, I silently examined their looks and postures. I noticed a tall, tan man arguing with a slightly shorter, brown haired man. The tan one wore a queer mask and looked too old to be a student. Kiku, the Japanese boy I had met earlier, stood close to them, seemingly trying to calm the two down. I felt bad for him, for the conversation appeared to be very heated.
I turned away, deciding to go wait for Lukas and Mathias outside. I ex
All I Want, All You Need Ch. 4"It's not happening."All I Want, All You Need Ch. 4 in General Fiction More Like This
There I was, burrowed underneath a protective barrier of bedsheets, speaking to terribly energetic Feliks on the phone at eight in the morning. I was thoroughly relieved Lukas hadn't been woken up by the telephone ringing. He was not a morning person. Mathias knew of this fact all too well.
"But why~?" Feliks whined, causing a sharp pain to appear in my head. This conversation was so unneeded and stupid, I could of sworn a brain cell or two died.
"Because," I started, "today is my last day of freedom and I refuse to spend it going shopping with you." A small growl rose in my throat as Feliks huffed, sounding as if he were being neglected.
"-it would, like, be so much fun!" I said nothing in response to him. "Emmy, please? Toris was always my shopping buddy."
"That doesn't mean I'm going to be your new shopping pal." Feliks and I barely knew each, and yet he was already expecting us to do friendly activities together? Ridiculous, not happ
All I Want, All You Need Ch. 6After enduring five days of school, a moody and restless Lukas and a whiny Mathias, it was finally the weekend. I could tell that the other two were far more thankful for this. They still had classes on the weekends, but the times were greatly reduced. This left plenty of opportunities to cuddle on the couch for them. Lukas still managed to find ways to make his aggravating presence clear to me, though.All I Want, All You Need Ch. 6 in General Fiction More Like This
The harsh teasing had died down, excluding Timothy's group. A lot of the students had merely taken to ignoring me and passing a few rumors here and there, but it wasn't anything significant. I was used to being ignored, so I was completely fine with such treatment.
I had managed to become friends with Natalia and Eduard. Ludwig seemed to have a protective shell surrounding him and it was hard to break. Not that I really had an interest in breaking it. Too many friends would be a nuisance. On the other hand, I became acquainted with a few older students and a younger one. Whenever that o
All I Want, All You Need Ch. 1My birth was unexpected and no one had been prepared for it in the least. My family had been in Iceland visiting my mother's relatives when her water suddenly broke. I was two months early. Despite this, though, I was perfectly healthy, even though I was incredibly small. My mother described my coming into the world a miracle, as she knew some premature children passed away.All I Want, All You Need Ch. 1 in General Fiction More Like This
When I was three months old, we took a plane back to Norway, my father's native country and the country where my older brother of four years was born.
From what I was told, we had a happy family life full of laughter and smiles. My parents adored my brother and I, practically spoiling us. But that all ended one night when a violent argument erupted between my parents, apparently due to conflicting views or something. I was never told. My brother had tried to break them apart before rushing from the room and taking me with him. I can vaguely remember him cowering in a dark corner and clutching onto my confused self
All I Want, All You Need Ch. 2Most people consider sunlight a welcoming thing, something that warms the heart and brings bright moods. For me, though, it was the exact opposite upon that dreadful morning.All I Want, All You Need Ch. 2 in General Fiction More Like This
My eyes opened grudgingly, stinging at the sudden light entering them. I closed them tightly, grumbling and burying my face back into my pillow, relishing in its softness. I had almost fallen back asleep when the alarm clock on the bedside table rang out, causing me to jump. I sat up and slammed my fist down on it, turning the horrid thing off. Lukas must of set it, damn idiot.
I fell back to my bed, now entirely awake. I pulled the covers up to my chin and stared at the ceiling, thinking of ways to avoid this day. Sadly, nothing came to mind. Sighing, I threw the covers off of me and stood up, beginning on pulling my nightshirt off over my head. Tossing it on the bed, I carelessly threw on a brown, button up dress shirt. I heard last night on the news it was supposed to rain, so it never hurts to be careful. Afte
All I Want, All You Need Ch. 5Dreams are amazing things. Within a dream, one can travel anywhere and do anything. In this one, I was back in Iceland and was a child once again. My hand held onto my mother's dress and she was smiling down at me like she always used to. Lukas stood beside us, his face soft and kind looking.All I Want, All You Need Ch. 5 in General Fiction More Like This
No words were said in the dream and all was peaceful until a looming black shadow overcame the area we stood in. I wanted to cower behind Mom, but she was gone. I looked for Lukas, and he was standing several feet away, arguing with a tall, dark mass. I wanted to run towards him, but I couldn't seem to move. I didn't understand what was going on. I was scared.
My eyes shot open. I was covered in a cold sweat and I found myself breathing very heavily. The alarm was buzzing, it's volume annoyingly loud. I exhaled a breath that seemed to of been held for a very long time and turned it off, then sat up, stretching. My feet touched the cold floor and sent a shiver up my spine. I could
Cheap Bottles Of Wine Ch. 1A bright sun. Puffy white clouds. Chirping birds. Laughing children.Cheap Bottles Of Wine Ch. 1 in General Fiction More Like This
A regular day.
Matthew Williams sat in a swing, barely moving back and forth. His mind wandered off every once in a while, only to be broken by the squeal of a happy child. His hands clutched the chains that held the swing up and he leaned back so he could stare at the sky, making sure not to make direct eye contact with the blazing sun. Birds flew over his head, their voices quiet, then loud, then quiet once more. He wanted them to sing a song, but he knew that only happened in the movies.
Sighing, he sat upright in the swing again, lowering his head to stare at his feet. Matthew honestly had no idea why he had come out here today, but he just felt something burning in his chest, encouraging him to go the park in a small voice. He almost regretted it now, since there was absolutely nothing to do.
His brother, Alfred, was supposed to pick him up soon. But knowing the active, easily excited teenager, it would be anothe
Cheap Bottles Of Wine Ch. 2Gilbert Beilschmidt tapped his hands against the steering wheel, humming a Ke$ha song to himself. He was parked in the school parking lot, waiting for the final bell to sound, signaling the end of the school day. He was there to pick up his younger brother, Ludwig, since he heard it was going to start raining and he didn't want his brother to walk home through that. Sure, it would be hilarious to see a soaked and angered Ludwig walk through the front door that day, but Gilbert felt like being nice.Cheap Bottles Of Wine Ch. 2 in General Fiction More Like This
The last bell rang out and a flood of exhausted teenagers exited the school, glad to finally be out of the hell hole. Gilbert caught sight of Ludwig and a grin spread across his face as he hopped out of the car to go meet his brother. He paused upon seeing Feliciano appear beside Ludwig, sporting his usually happy expression. Gilbert noticed Ludwig blush lightly as the Italian grabbed onto his arm and stood on his tip toes, but fell back to his flat feet, looking disappointed. Ludwig gave hi
I Don't Want To Hear It"So can I please stay over at Latvia's, Papa?" the small boy, Sealand, asked his adoptive father. Sweden peeked away from his newspaper at him, positioning his glasses back on the bridge of his nose.I Don't Want To Hear It in General Fiction More Like This
"Hn. I'll think 'bout it," the large, foreboding man told him. Sealand pouted, then rushed to the kitchen, where Finland was feeding Hanatamgo some strange looking concoction. The small dog quickly rushed away, leaving the Fin confused.
"Mama, can I please stay over at Latvia's?" he asked him, tugging at the blond's shirt. Finland looked down at him, smiling.
"I don't see a problem. And, Sealand, I'm not your mama," he chuckled nervously, still trying to get the idea through the young boy's thick head. Sealand beamed at him, then rushed past Sweden to his room. Sweden looked at Finland when he came out of the kitchen, about to say something about letting him decide on this kind of stuff when he paused, realizing how cute his "wife" looked today. Then again, in Sweden's eyes,
Hetalia: Apartment of Four : The Only Chance Living with three complete strangers, wasn't on my agenda this summer, I was supposed to keep calm and enjoy myself, being that I was apparently, immortal no longer, but instead, I ended up in a rough patch and living with three guys I'd have rather not gotten tangled up with. Actually... maybe that isn't true, because in the time I was with them, I did things I'd never drempt of, found out how people can be a family without being related by blood at all, and... I fell in love.Hetalia: Apartment of Four : The Only Chance in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a dull day for Lovino Vargas, a male of twenty three years. He had a surplus of money, just no where to spend it, entering into a coffee shop, he sat in a seat nearest to the window, reading an add in the local paper, hoping to find somewhere to go, for he was recently kicked out of his original home, at least for the summer, to see if he could cope being on his own, which, he wasn't so sure he could. Sipping the overly hot cup of coffee, he leafed
The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano _5_ A love ever lasting, is a painstaking thing to find.. it can take numerous tries before you find the actual one, and now a days, people either give up, rush into it, or are too cautious... take your time to find the other half of your puzzled life, and.. never believe that there is no one for you, chances are, they may be feeling the same way.The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano _5_ in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It felt like years before Romano awoke, and when he did, he was both startled, and somewhat in bliss, to find that Spain was lying there next to him, an arm over Romano's chest, whilst the other was under his own head. He was just laying there, on top of the blanket whilst Romano was under it, it was not surprising at all that Spain had fallen asleep, he'd had many restless nights when he was lead to believe Lovino Vargas was dead. Carefully, Romano placed a hand lightly above the Spaniard's hair, just enough to feel a light brush of the silky strands, he would have placed it there completely, if it hadn't been for
The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano _3_ He knew smoking was a bad habit, and that, long term, it could lead to cancer, and then death, but he continued to smoke, he continued to suffocate himself through the fumes and fog he gave off each time he'd done it, but he needed some way to console himself, to break away from all his thoughts. Any normal human being may have gone mad by now, but being a country, this wasn't the case, he had to keep himself composed for the people that lived in Spain. He'd lost the one he'd loved and pushed away the one that loved him, things were truly set in the dimmer side of life.The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano _3_ in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Meanwhile, a young boy rested peacefully in a large bed, suddenly, he began to shiver violently, wincing and creating other noises as he tossed and turned. A young girl, much resembling said boy, entered into his room, flipping a light switch in the hallway just outside his room.
The Trip That Was A Good Idea : Spamano _6_"Oi Spain.. I was thinking we should proba-"The Trip That Was A Good Idea : Spamano _6_ in Short Stories More Like This
Romano stopped, there was the Spaniard, standing there alone, proud, happy, wind blowing through rugged brown hair and casual dress. He looked so content, so pleased, so.. amazing, standing there in a solemnly pleased way. It made, for once, Romano smile so warmly, warmer than the scene that stood before him, he was happy too, he was actually happy.
He was horrified, he was absolutely terrified of walking through those huge heavy doors, afraid of what everyone would think, what everyone would say... but.. it wasn't too awful, for he wasn't alone, there was someone at his side now that would protect him with all his might, and that made the thought of his return all that more bearable. Thus, the two stood outside the big doors.
"Are you ready Mi Lovi?"
"Stop calling me that... and... yeah.."
The doors swung open with creaks and complaints on their old age, and closed with loud bursts
Paint it White: A Message to ItalyItaly,Paint it White: A Message to Italy in Short Stories More Like This
On the day the world was being invaded, when I was transforming, I asked you to smile. I didn't ask you to smile because I had any theories, any ideas to fix anything, I asked you to smile because I thought it would keep them away from you.. also... I thought, that if I asked you to smile, then you wouldn't worry, and you wouldn't cry about me going away...
~Ich Liebe Dich
A Pirate No More: Spamano It pained me to see him stumble into the house, to see him collapse on the couch, laying a bloody sword wherever he could upon the floor, even if it were in the walk way. It pained me to hear him wince and yell and shake his head as he tried to get situated the best he could. Yet... I couldn't bring myself to say a word to him, for I was young, and I was terrified. I hated his pirating days. I absolutely loathed them, because there were many days he came home like this, but I never knew what was ailing him, because I never got close enough to ask. I was too terrified, being out on the salty sea that tickled the bottom of his ship, taunting it with its unknown ways, had changed Spain, it changed him for the worse, it made his blood thick, and dark, and he in general, had an unnaturally blackened heart.A Pirate No More: Spamano in Short Stories More Like This
His voice broke me from the trance I was in, the trance that filled me
The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano"Why are you staring at me like that?"The Trip That Was A Mistake: Spamano in Short Stories More Like This
Spain had a very odd sort of stare on Romano, it was the type you may be afraid of if you're not used to it, though still, even if you were used to it, you may have chills sent through your spine by said stare. It was though he were thinking mischievous things, things nobody would want to ponder through, and it was really beginning to agitate Romano now, since the Spaniard was sitting right beside him at the dining room table.
"Well Lovi, I've been thinking, why don't we go on a trip?"
"We don't go on one, because its cold out..."
"Aww.. come on, that's no excuse..."
"No! I'm not letting you drag me into this again! Leave it alone!"
With this, Romano left the table, taking his newspapers with him. It left Antonio some time to think things through, and then, he came up with an idea.
The next morning, Romano awoke to an unusual alarm, and looking around the room, he found Spain's phone next to him on the mat
Hetalia: A Visit from Grandpa"Lovi,"Hetalia: A Visit from Grandpa in Short Stories More Like This
S. Italy, Romano stared at himself through means of a bathroom mirror, door locked tight so he couldn't be interrupted. The face starring back at him rather repulsed him, for it shifted and transformed into the face of his grandfather, a man he wasn't too fond of. Romano looked so much alike to his grandfather's complexion, more than the ever-so favorite Venenizano, his hair-color, his eyes, even if he'd smiled now and again it would probably closely resemble his grandfather's mischievous-yet-cheeky grin. Sighing, he splashed cold water from the faucet underneath said mirror, onto his face and wiped it away with a nearby cloth. He turned back to the mirror, exhaling an exasperating sigh yet again, when suddenly, there came a knock at the bathroom door.
"Lovi, there's a man here to see you, he's uhm... well.."
Romano rolled his eyes at being called 'Lovi' a pet name Spain had given him a long while back. Opening the doo
Spain's Lost Diary: 3 Spain's Lost Diary: 3Spain's Lost Diary: 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Being sick isn't fun. Its disgusting really, but its something we all have to go through. If you're lucky, it'll show that someone cares, even when you believed they really didn't.
I felt awful.
My throat was burning, my head throbbing, my stomach a wreck, but I couldn't afford to feel that way on such an important day, so I went about the house as if I was fine. Entering the kitchen, I went about preparing different ingredients for a dish I had to make, it was for a very important business meeting and because you, Lovi, was so small, I didn't want to ask you to do it, even if that's what my boss had desired.
You entered into the kitchen, startled to see me standing there, a sudden burst of burning and drowsiness was flushed through me, and as I turned to see who had entered, I fell. I couldn't move, I ached, and I felt as though I was about to vomit. You completely fr
The Trip That Was a Mistake: Spamano _4_ Another lit. He was getting pretty frequent at standing outside his home, lighting the long sticks of cancer, blowing smoke into the air as ashes fell slightly now and again. The air began to get chilly again, winter was still upon them that January, he could tell it would be a cold one, drearier than any other. Usually, he was warmed by the aid of someone at his side, but this year, he'd be completely alone, and he had a feeling that not even the fire's glow would warm him this year. Then, he noticed someone walking past the wall on the outskirts of the courtyard, a curl protruding from the right of her hair, such, familiar hair. Letting the cigarette drop, he crushed it there with his foot, walking out into the snow ridden grassland, toward the girl passing by.The Trip That Was a Mistake: Spamano _4_ in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh.. god.. honestly yo- stupid..."
She turned, she wasn't really sure who she was expecting, and to be completely
First Crush Cafe :HongIce Oneshot:First Crush CaféFirst Crush Cafe :HongIce Oneshot: in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Emil Steilsson has been working at a café for a few months now. He's seen all types of people; the hipsters, the tired college students who need coffee to function, the older people who come for a quiet place, the list goes on.
"Good morning." A voice calls and Emil looks up to see a brunette man standing in front of him.
"Oh, good morning, welcome to Nordic café. What can I get for you?" Emil asks as the teen leers at his name tag for a minute before smiling at him in a relatively suspicious manner.
"Well, Emil, I would like a large strawberry smoothie." The teen says, leaning over the counter and pointing to the rack of donuts, "And four of those." He adds.
"Yes, of course, excellent choice." Emil answers, gathering his items and making his smoothie.
"Hmm…so Emil, could you do me a favor?"
"What can I help you with?"
"I'm trying to escape some people, where is the best place to hide
Unexpected Visitors Ch.6Unexpected VisitorsUnexpected Visitors Ch.6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter six: Family Fights
Týr looks to Li Xiao skeptically as the two children watch a dance show. "And you thought teaching them the tango would be nice because…?"
"I didn't do it. I came out to see them watching this crap." Li Xiao says, reaching for the remote that Iceland quickly grabs and hands to Hong Kong to hide.
"No! We're watching this!" Iceland huffs and Hong Kong nods.
"Unless mommy and daddy want to show us how to dance their selves..." He says with a mischievous grin and Li Xiao looks to Týr.
"I doubt he can dance, so I guess it's gonna stay."
Týr glares. "Are you saying I'm not cultured?"
"Hmm…are you saying you are?" Li Xiao teases.
"Daddy needs to be nice to mommy or he'll kick you out of the bedroom." Iceland says and Hong Kong nods.
"Just because he loves you doesn't mean he'll put up with your crap."
Li Xiao and Týr blush a little. "Yep, that's it, no TV unless we
Unexpected visitors ch.3Unexpected VisitorsUnexpected visitors ch.3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter three: England's help
Týr stares at Li Xiao annoyed as the man walks right into England's house without knocking. "You're teaching them bad behavior!"
"So? What's the worst that can happen? England's always getting annoyed with me." Li Xiao says nonchalantly as the children follow him.
"You're cool when you get older." Iceland says to Hong Kong, who smiles at him.
"I'm cool now too." The boy boasts and Iceland blushes.
"Play nice boys." Týr groans, watching the two boys begin to push each other.
"Isn't this fun?" Li Xiao asks, a smirk on his face. "Mommy and daddy taking the boys on an outing." He teases and Týr goes bright red.
"Seeing as how younger you keeps hitting on the other one, I wouldn't really think of them as brothers in any sense." Týr points out and Li Xiao shrugs.
"I suppose not." Li Xiao heads to a pair of large doo
Unexpected Visitors Ch.4Unexpected VisitorsUnexpected Visitors Ch.4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Four: Bed time
Týr sits down to finally relax when they arrive at Li Xiao's home. Since those children showed up it has been nonstop running around to find out the cause, and now that they know, the Icelandic teen has decided to rest. Even with the children playing loudly around him. "How in the world did showing two young boys from the past what fireworks can do seem like a good idea to you?" He asks Li Xiao, refusing to budge even as the boys light them in the back yard.
"It shuts them up, I wish I had thought of it sooner." Li Xiao answers, sitting next to him and stretching a bit.
"Fine, it's your house anyways. They damage anyone's things you will have to pay." Týr mumbles, yawning.
"Wait " Li Xiao looks at him. "I have to pay all of it?"
"All of it."
"You won't pitch in at all?"
"Not even in the slightest." Týr answers, a bit too fast for Li Xiao's liking.
Unexpected visitors ch.2Unexpected VisitorsUnexpected visitors ch.2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Two: New names
Iceland paces the house, followed by the little Hong Kong. He's not sure if he should go to Norway, who would undoubtedly get the wrong idea and assume Iceland and Hong Kong somehow created a country together, or go to England who would want to take the little Hong Kong for himself probably. Looking over he sees the small Hong Kong staring at him with a smile.
"Ice, you're cute." The boy says and Iceland twitches a little.
"Uh huh " Iceland says dismissively. "Maybe Romania could help he's in their weird magic group." He mumbles to himself.
"Hmm? I don't remember meeting a Romania..." The little Hong Kong mumbles.
"No? Huh, I figured you two would meet at one of England's magic gatherings or something I don't really know how he worked back then " Iceland admits. "We have to get you changed back, though."
"To the me now?"
Unexpected visitors ch.1Unexpected VisitorsUnexpected visitors ch.1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter One: Wishes on fallen stars
It has been a busy week for Iceland; Norway and Denmark got into another tiff, deciding to come to him and bother him a few days with their problems, then Sweden and Finland came to visit, even Turkey came by to kill some time. He also had to deal with Mr. Puffin scaring a woman by talking to her, getting into a fight with Hanatamago, and leaving for a few days just to make him worry. Finally, after this long and painful week, Iceland is getting a break.
Alone with a bag of licorice, Iceland sits down on the couch with his laptop. When he has annoying weeks like this nothing feels nicer to him than going online and talking to his friend; the strange Asian known as Hong Kong. They met not too long ago at Halloween where Hong Kong began to pester him, resulting in the two of them hanging out for the remainder of the night and eventually giving the other their
Unexpected visitors ch.5Unexpected VisitorsUnexpected visitors ch.5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Five: Forget titles, no one reads them
Li Xiao wakes up to an intense warmth surrounding him. Opening his eyes he looks to see Týr, Iceland, and Hong Kong curled up against him still asleep. He yawns and stretches a little, making sure not to wake anyone else up as he slides out of the bed. Of course Li Xiao has wanted to wake up next to Týr in his bed ever since they first met, but the addition of two children was certainly never considered. It's only temporary, he knows, but it's kind of fun to be a parent with his friend. Especially since they are too old for diapers.
"Daddy " Hong Kong mumbles, looking up at Li Xiao sleepily.
"Hm?" Li Xiao looks at him a little surprised. "You know Týr isn't awake. There's no need to tease him."
"I know and I know you're me " The boy smiles sleepily, his chubby little cheeks revealing dimples. "But the thought
Unexpected visitors ch.8 :final:Unexpected VisitorUnexpected visitors ch.8 :final: in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After a few months things settle into a new form of normal. Norway and England have teamed up on Iceland and Hong Kong about messing with magic, China is trying to teach Iceland how to become a 'worthy boyfriend to Hong Kong' by teaching him how to cook Asian foods, and Iceland has taken to babysitting Sealand more often. Iceland and Hong Kong have worked out a schedule of when they can be together as well, making negotiations with their bosses so they can do it. Every week they visit the other's house and stay for a few nights, and it works well.
"Hey Iceland…" Hong Kong mumbles, catching the attention of the man sitting beside him. "Would you want children?"
Iceland goes bright red. "Wh-what? You idiot! Don't ask a person you have only been dating for a couple of months such a heavy question!"
"Why not? We raised two in the past." Hong Kong points out and Iceland pout
Warm Hearts 1 - GerItaSummary: Germany loves Italy, and Italy loves Germany. Why? There were so many reasons...Warm Hearts 1 - GerIta in Romance More Like This
Pairing: GerIta (Germany/N. Italy)
I love Ludwig.
I know there are many people, like my brother, who look at us and wonder why we're together. What could I possibly want in a strict and controlled German like him?
But they don't know everything. They don't know that he always welcomes me with a smile however small when he sees me at the door. Or that he always has room for me in his bed when I get scared by a nightmare or the loud noises of a storm.
Even though he always has that stern demeanor around others, when it's just us he never tries to hide his smiles from me. No matter how small they are I always know he is just happy to spend this time with me, as I am with him. I smile enough for the both of us anyway.
His strong arms are my heaven. When I'm worried or scared or just want to relax, his arms are open before I even ask, sometimes before I even know I need them
WildflowersSummary: Germany forces Italy to defect to the Allies. They later meet on the battlefield and Germany is injured protecting Italy. His injuries help reunite the long-lost lovers.Wildflowers in Romance More Like This
Italy carefully added the herbs to the boiling water, making sure they were in just the right proportions to make the perfect pasta. He checked the heat, adjusted the dial, and turned back to the kitchen table. War plans and letters from Germany and Japan were littered across its surface.
He sighed as he took in the mess on his table, sitting down and starting to go through the missives. He went over the supply accounts, making sure everything was up to snuff and accounted for. Then he went over the letters from Germany and their bosses.
He marked his map and sighed. They were losing ground on the front again.
He got up and checked the pasta before turning back to the table. But before he could sit down again Germany burst through his back door. He quickly shut the door behind hi
Mine -RusAme-Summary: Alfred is late for a World Meeting. When Belarus walks in and claims his place, all hell breaks loose.Mine -RusAme- in Romance More Like This
America was late.
Now that wasn't unusual. Alfred was almost always late to world meetings. As a matter of fact, if he was early then you needed to worry. He was never early.
But he was also never two hours late.
Five minutes, sure. Fifteen minutes, pushing his limit. But two hours? Never.
The other nations shifted restlessly in their seats. Without Alfred there, the meeting felt... off. Germany sighed and was about to admit defeat and call for a break when the conference room doors opened.
All the nations reflexively turned to the door. Belarus walked in and paused, surveying the seated nations. Russia pushed his chair back a little.
"W-what are you doing here, Belarus?"
She smirked and walked toward the table. "I'm only taking my seat, brother. Alfred is indisposed at the moment." She sat directly across from Ivan
Dance With MeSummary: The other nations don't think Germany has enough passion to dance. He proves them wrong. GerIta, mentions of Russia/America.Dance With Me in Romance More Like This
The club was dim, but that was how they wanted it. The nations had opted for a more intimate atmosphere for their traditional get-together after the World Meeting, and when Spain had suggested this dance club they had pounced on the idea.
The only particularly bright spot was the large dance floor in the middle of the room. The place was reasonably crowded, and so was the dance floor. The lights illuminated the couples, locked in the passionate dances of Spanish ballroom.
The dancers swayed back and forth, teasing each other with a sway of the hips or flick of the hand. The nations watched with interest.
"You know Spain, I never realized just how passionate and tantalizing your dances are," England commented as he swirled his drink in his hand.
"Si!" Spain smiled as he sipped his drink, "You need to know your partner intimately and be passionate w
A Ring on His FingerSummary: Germany wakes up and finds an engagement ring on his finger. Cue fluff.A Ring on His Finger in Romance More Like This
Germany woke to the bright sunlight of morning. He sat up and stretched, reveling in the feeling of knowing today was his day off. He may love to work, but even he could admit he needed a break every now and then.
Ludwig glanced over at the empty side of the bed and sighed. It was such a shame that Feli had to work today. Usually they had the same days off, but Feliciano's boss had called the night before and almost demanded he come to work. Oh well, he could certainly manage to entertain himself for a day.
He rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. After brushing his teeth and pulling on a pair of sweatpants, he went to the mirror and started shaving. He couldn't stand stubble, and neither could Feliciano. Neither of them liked the scratchy feel of it against their skin.
Of course, that never stopped Feliciano from always stealing shaving cream and making
You Did Wunderbar -GerIta-Summary: A GerIta remix of the Paint It, White! ending. Because the idea grabbed me and wouldn't let go.You Did Wunderbar -GerIta- in Romance More Like This
These stubborn ideas of mine...
"Italy, you did wunderbar."
Italy beamed and ran forward, dropping the cat as he jumped on Ludwig, wrapping his arms and legs around the taller man. Germany stumbled backwards a bit before regaining his balance and gripping Italy's legs to hold him up.
"I was so worried, Ludwig," he said, burrowing his head into the man's neck. "I thought I'd lost you."
Ludwig smiled sadly as he buried his face in Feliciano's hair. He kissed the strands as he said, "It's alright, Feliciano. You stopped them, and everything is back to how it's supposed to be. You were amazing, and I'm so proud of you."
Italy pulled back and looked up at Ludwig. "Really?"
"Really. Besides, I would have found a way back to you," he said, tilting Feliciano's head back and leaning forward. "Who would tie your shoelaces if I wasn't with you?"
He closed the gap between them and
The Long Road HomeSummary: Germany, knowing he is condemned to the camps anyway, attempts to kill Hitler. He fails, and is sent to the camps. After he is freed by the Allies, Feliciano helps him heal.The Long Road Home in Romance More Like This
Pairings: Germany/N. Italy
The two brothers were silent as they watched the speech through the open window. They could hear the cheers as Hitler rallied the crowd mostly soldiers, but some civilians and renewed their faltering hope for the cause.
Germany watched as his people hailed the monster that was tearing them apart. His brother turned from the window, unwilling to watch as they dug themselves deeper. Prussia took a step away to go where, he didn't know but was stopped by his brother's voice.
"Bruder, how far are you willing to go to help me?"
Prussia turned to his brother, confused. "What do you mean 'how far'? You know I'd give everything to help you. That's never changed."
Germany kept his gaze fixed on the rally as he said, "I mean, if I to
Warm Hearts 3 - PruAusSummary: Austria loves Prussia. Prussia loves Austria. Damned if they know why...Warm Hearts 3 - PruAus in Romance More Like This
The man is my complete opposite.
He's loud, brash, and doesn't appreciate real music. He doesn't know how to dress and is constantly harassing me at inappropriate times.
We spent centuries fighting each other, and yet today finds us as lovers.
I don't even know how it happened. The wars ended and so did his country, but he still remained. He flitted between my house and Ludwig's, getting even more in our way and being even more of an annoyance than before. He soon started spending more time at my place, eventually spending almost all his time there.
Eventually I realized that he had moved into my home without my notice. He slept in my guest room almost every night and had his own dresser of clothes in there as well. The guest bathroom had been overrun with his products and the kitchen stocked with his favorite foods.
I was baffled. How had I not noticed him slowly cont
Wall of Flowers -Pre RusAme-Summary: Alfred pays Ivan a visit just after the collapse of the Soviet Union, and helps drive away the loneliness he feels.Wall of Flowers -Pre RusAme- in Romance More Like This
Alfred pulled his coat more tightly around him as he dashed out of the airport, with only a small bag with his toiletries and a change of clothes slung over his shoulder. He called a taxi, thanking his lucky stars that Russia had been willing to teach him his language before their friendship and their diplomatic relations had fallen apart.
He gave the driver Russia's address, hoping that he hadn't moved in the many years since he'd last visited his home. Bouncing in his seat, he watched as the landscape changed from urban to suburban to borderline rural.
The sun was touching the horizon by the time they pulled up to the house. He quickly paid and got out, immediately turning and following the path to the front door. The house was oddly silent and dark, none of the laughter and chatter he used to hear flowing from its wa
Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-Summary: It's Ludwig's turn to host Christmas dinner, when he and Feliciano get caught under the mistletoe. What follows is a bit of a surprise to the other nations.Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta- in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Germany/N. Italy
Laughter filtered through the slightly open door, and Ludwig smiled a bit. He had been chosen as the host for this year's Christmas get together, and all their friends were gathered in his dining room as he and Feliciano bustled around the kitchen. A few others had tried to get in to help, but were quickly dissuaded by the reactions of the two countries. A wooden spoon and baster could be very effective weapons.
"Hey, West! Is the food done yet?"
Ludwig rolled his eyes and called back, "Almost! Just a few minutes more!"
Feliciano spun and handed him a platter with the appetizers. "Here, Ludwig. Bring these in while I put the finishing touches on the dinner."
He carefully balanced the platter as he pushed open the door. "Will you be fine with the "
"Ve, of course I'll be fine! I've
Spain's Prisoner 19They rode on, tearing through every little village and town, not stopping at the markets that were scattered around like bombs for wanted criminals.Spain's Prisoner 19 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We can't stop, Spain. They'll be looking for us, and though I doubt any of these places have a bounty on our heads yet, it won't be long and those stupid guards will be on our tail once they figure out our path." Arthur muttered in annoyance, the Spanish accent rambling in his ear like a tiring bee.
He waved his hand to shoo the man away, urging the horse on farther.
"Arthur, we haven't eaten in weeks. At the most some bread every few days, we're starving!"
"Yeah, well, I was shot and fell in the ocean, you think I feel good either!" The Brit snapped back roughly.
The Spanish man grumbled, crossing his arms he looked behind him at the others. Canada was still limp and dead regarding against the wall of the cart but the two Italians held onto one another in an interwoven embrace that seemed inseparable.
Antonio's back was barely brushing a
Spain's Prisoner 14"What?" The Prussian scoffed, slightly annoyed. His crimson eyes glittered in the bright sunlight. "Is that Alfred? Oh, and Feliciano too! This is just too good!"Spain's Prisoner 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The albino laughed, holding his stomach as he did. His head threw back so the veins in his white neck popped uncomfortable looking and his grin widened into a painful form. "Too good!" He laughed again, wiping the mocking tears from his eyes. "Arthur! So it is true about Alfred and Feliciano! I'm so sorry, my dear friend." He wrapped a pale arm around the shorter man's shoulders, smirking up at the teens.
No one else said a word nor moved an inch until Arthur coughed roughly, still being held in an intimately close position to the Prussian.
"It is. These two fools stole a boat and randomly sailed off in the middle of the ocean!" He spit unpleasantly, Alfred clenching his teeth at the slime scorned towards them. Still, he was quiet, and stood protectively and armed in front of the younger Italian.
"Doesn't seem t
Spain's Prisoner 17"We're almost there, prisoners." Captain Gilbert announced with a sadistic grin, cutting the memorable singing off.Spain's Prisoner 17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"And where exactly is it we are going?" Francis asked harshly. No one had bothered to ask since they were busy ringing their vocals in bittersweet reminiscence, but now worry finally started to smother the group in an anxious blanket.
A cruel laugh fluttered from the Prussians pale lips. "To go meet Sadik, of course." He grinned at the horrified faces and hummed quietly. "Hmm, but since we no longer have Alfred to fight we need someone else " His crimson eyes grazed slowly over each form.
Not the Italians, they were practically useless when it came to strength. Not to mention the older one was injured. But so was Antonio, who under any other circumstances would have been the best choice but now he could hardly even walk. That left The Frenchman and the Canadian. The younger sibling of America didn't really have his brothers strength, but he didn't really trust F
Spain's Prisoner 18"Al!" Matthew cried, and the group turned to look. "Alfred!"Spain's Prisoner 18 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Don't worry, Mattie. The hero is here!"
The Prussian growled. "Not for long, he isn't." He hissed in annoyance, standing he let go of the younger boy. His lengthy, pale fingers curled over the handle of his knife strapped at his side. He was tired of this boy. "I'm going to rid the world of you once and for all, boy."
"Men! Watch this battle and cheer for the death of a man! The Turkish warrior, Akbatun against the opposing force, a prisoner of Captain Gilbert Beilschmidt, Francis Bonnefoy! Let it begin!" A voice ran through the stadium as the Prussian climbed the stone steps leading him towards the crouching American.
The crowd screamed and hollered as they watched the Frenchman begin to take on the Turkish man, not noticing the two in the stands with them glaring coldly at one another.
"You will not ruin this, boy." Prussia snapped, watching the teen back away as he finally leveled with him.
Still, the dirty blonde clenche
Spain's Prisoner 15It was cold.Spain's Prisoner 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The temperature was icy though Arthur could feel nothing but such and a sensation of agony running through him from his abdominal.
The pitiless ocean water swirled past his lips, filling his lungs with a solid force as he searched desperately for air. His emerald eyes burned as the salt plunged itself onto the green orbs, though his tears were evaporated against the shadowy water hindering his sight of anything as it filled with his blood.
Though he couldn't hear it, having collapsed rearward into the bitter ocean, cutting off his senses as the pain and shock disabled him as he swiftly floated further away from surface.
The Prussian gave a harsh push, making the Frenchman locking fists with him stumble backwards before he started running where he could see blood soil the water.
He stood at the edge of the wood, searching for any sign of movement from the Brit still below.
Alfred gasped, dropping the pistol from his trembling hands as he charged f
Spain's Prisoner 16The dock was silent except for the crash of harsh waves against the wooden ships and the pain filled cries of the young Canadian who had fallen to his knees.Spain's Prisoner 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew's heart throbbed agonizingly in his wounded chest, and his French captain towered over him with saddened eyes as he watched.
Vacant seconds turned to early minutes, and unbearably measured minutes turned into half an hour gone by.
Still no Alfred. Still no Arthur.
Prussia was done waiting for a miracle to happen and looked away from the spot both of the men had died. Then, he coughed roughly, cocking the pistol he held once again.
"Ludwig, tie up my old friend. I'll get Francis." He ordered, receiving a nod as he pointed his gun towards the Frenchman.
France didn't try to run. None of them did. Matthew just kept crying as Francis picked up his trembling form, holding him close as he was escorted along with the Italians still embracing one another in fear by Gilbert. Spain walked in front of them with Ludwig, and now Franci
Hetalia Academy 12Matthew climbed up the files of stairs until he finally reached the roof. He looked around at the buildings that held the various species, each house having its own type of animal. He weaved through them, rushing towards the one he knew held snakes. He opened the green door, being pushed aside by the warm air. Sun lamps warmed the building as he walked in, searching cautiously until he found the tag that read "Viperidae".Hetalia Academy 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He peered into the glass confinement, shivering as he did. The creatures were long and rough looking, and he hated to admit it but snakes were just about the only animals he was afraid of.
But he had to do this. He hardly had a choice and if he didn't someone else would and get hurt. But even with his gift he had to be careful with such a poisonous animal.
Opening the glass door, he pulled on the long gloves that hung beside the door for protection. Nervously pushing the door the rest of the way open, he targeted one of the animals.
"Hello," He spoke quietly, only to
Hetalia Academy 11"You son of a bitch!" Antonio fumed.Hetalia Academy 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Gilbert…" Matthew muttered quietly, all eyes on the red faced albino with the young Italian whose arms were wrapped tightly around his torso lovingly.
"W-Wait, Lovino, what the hell are you-?" Gilbert stared in shock and slight horror at the tan man that hugged into his chest. "Come on, get off!" He complained, the eyes he knew were on them burning excruciatingly. But it seemed the harder he tried to push the other off, the tighter his tan arms stiffened around him as if he had no intentions of ever letting go.
"Gil, what the hell! How long has this been going on?" The Spaniard shouted, his arms throwing themselves up into the air. His face burned a bright, crisp red, almost to match the tomatoes he loved to such.
"Not long! I mean, it hasn't! I don't know what's happening!" The Prussian urged, trying again to push the younger boy off of him.
"Lovino, let go of Gilbert!" Francis wrapped his arms under the Italian's, pulling as the albino sho
A diamond in the rough 3It has been almost a week since Alfred had his ears pierced by his all too amused Captain. He'd become accustomed to them and was more than happy they no longer hurt. Still, every time he looked in the mirror in Francis' and his room, all he could see was the emerald orbs gleaming at him seductively and it made him blush with the feeling they gave him. He wasn't sure what it was, really. They reminded him of Arthur's eyes and the warmth they gave Alfred knowing something so close to his Captain was with him always made that odd sensation of Arthur's breath gliding over his neck as he poked his ears come back again.A diamond in the rough 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As the days passed, Arthur was still calling him into his study to talk over the plan. They were to stop on this island to 'rest' and while his crew lounged and collected fruits or other supplies, he and Alfred would slip off into the depths of the forest alone to seek their treasure. Of course this action would have to take place at night lest they be followed.
Spain's Prisoner 20Two days passed with none stop riding. The noise of the exhausted horses rang insanely in their tired ears. Every now and then they were forced to stop so the beasts wouldn't collapse, and they always took this time regaining energy themselves or washing up in a nearby stream, tending to the weary horses, something of that sort.Spain's Prisoner 20 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew hadn't moved from his spot against the wall, laying away from the others, he didn't speak or look at them. Normally this may sound normal for the shy boy but he was unresponsive to offering of food and water or to wash up. He would simply stay as he was, and each time this happened Arthur would fearfully check to make sure the bloody blonde was still alive. But he was. His skin was hardly there, it seemed, as lifeless as a broken doll he just bounced up and down as the cart moved. That was his only movement and even the Italians couldn't get him to change.
Maybe he was dead. Maybe his mind had given out, his guiltless soul too petrified and crushed with
BesameBésameBesame in Romance More Like This
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
Christmas WishGakuen!HetaliaChristmas Wish in Romance More Like This
Feliks' Christmas party was not somewhere Kiku really wanted to be. The room was full of pink sparkles and the Polish teen had gone all out this year. Mistletoe hung from every single doorway available and the place was just generally over the top. Kiku didn't even want to come, but the look on his best friend's face when he said no made him change his mind immediately.
"You have to come!" Alfred had shouted giving him the puppy dog eyes, "If you don't I'm stuck with Arthur all night! Dude, you can't do that to me!"
Kiku had protested and declined the offer as politely as he could but eventually the Japanese boy had said yes, but only because he felt sorry for the American blond, not because he had actually wanted to be there.
And now, he sat in the overly warm room wishing he could be anywhere other than here. He looked around at his fellow classmates... he didn't know if he even wanted to think of them as anything more; they were too embarrassing! Fran
SiestaAntonio liked naps, especially after lunch.Siesta in Romance More Like This
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- 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
Blessed With A Curse- Ch13Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch13 in Romance More Like This
The bright sunlight streamed through the small gap in the curtains. Lovino groaned and pulled the duvet over his head to block out the bright light. Staying up late was not a good idea now that it actually came to waking up...
Unable to continue sleeping, the Italian grudgingly removed the duvet from his head and sat up with a sigh. Running a hand through his hair, Lovino sighed and moved to the window to routinely close the curtains properly. Antonio needed to invest in some block-out blinds or something.
The Italian shuffled out of the room lethargically into the large living space to find his vampire tomato bastard strumming absently on his guitar. Antonio looked up when Lovino sat beside him and he smiled a bright smile, "Buenos días, Lovi!" he received a mumbled reply in response and the vampire chuckled, "Did you sleep well?"
"Meh... I guess," Lovino replied and
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
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- Ch12Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch12 in Romance More Like This
Halloween was an interesting experience for Lovino. He never thought he would spend the majority of the evening cooped up in a tiny closet with a vampire who wanted nothing more than to suck his blood and make out.
Lovino, of course, was still trying to get his thoughts together. He wanted Antonio and he wanted him bad. He wanted him so much that it actually hurt; whenever he was away from him all he could think about was how handsome he looked and how he had always looked out for him since day one. Lovino was still afraid, though... he didn't want to display any affection; especially in public for the fear of someone he knew seeing.
It was hard, keeping this all bottled up. Antonio, even though he had tried to hold his hand while he walked him to work, or tried to steal a kiss whenever he said goodbye, knew Lovino was just scared. But now, perhaps it was time for him to f
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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France was confident; there was no doubt about that.
He sauntered into the meeting room, searching for the man he wished to speak to. His blue eyes travelled over the many nations already seated along the table. He smirked lightly to himself as he took his seat next to China.
In the room, the nations were talking amongst themselves and France had to hold back a chuckle- sometimes these people could be so... strange. He noticed his friend, Spain, trying to invade Romano's space and he noticed that Russia was scaring Latvia with that innocent, childish smile of his- the smaller nation was trembling from head to toe.
France looked to his left, spotting the happy-go-lucky nation of Italy, talking enthusiastically to Germany. The taller, blond nation looked stoic as usual and didn't look as though he really cared what Italy was saying to him... well, he probably did care, but he wasn't showing it. Many of the other nations hadn't noticed but France r
Letters to Holy Rome 19*3 months later*Letters to Holy Rome 19 in General Fiction More Like This
Dear Holy Rome,
I..I think i need to stop writing these letters. I think i need to move on, as much as it kills me to say that. I will always remember you, Holy Rome. I promise.
Still your best friend forever and ever,
Letters to Holy RomeDear Holy Rome,Letters to Holy Rome in General Fiction More Like This
I know you will never get these letters, it just helps me. I miss you so much and I want you to come home. I hope you are not hurt from war. I'm still cleaning at Mr. Austria's house. I don't mind, I just wish they served pasta. Mr. Austria talks about you every once and a while and so does Miss. Hungary. I try to leave the room when they do, it makes me sad. I miss helping you learn how to paint. I hope the push broom I gave you comes in handy. Mr. Austria yelled at me for giving it away, but it's ok because I wanted you to have it. And with that kiss you gave me, it feels like you took a part of me with you. I love you Holy Rome and I will wait until forever for you to come back.
It began with one letterThis is a continuation off of my "Letters to Holy Rome" You will most likely not get what the story is implying if you don't read the letters first. I will include a link to them in the description.It began with one letter in General Fiction More Like This
"Aaah!!! No!! Aaah!" The now crying Italian screams in his sleep. "Aaah!"
Germany wakes up with a start and puts the pillow over his head,trying to drown out the screaming. "I wish he would stop screaming in his sleep." He thinks to himself.
"AAAH!!" Italy's screaming gets louder. Germany takes the pillow off his head and lightly shakes Italy.
"Italy. Wake up. You're having another nightmare."
"Huh?" Italy wakes up and is still crying hysterically. He latches himself onto Germany's arm. "D-Doitsu! It was so scary!"
"It's ok. It was just a dream." He runs his fingers through Italy's hair. "Sssh..calm down." Italy's tears start to stop.
"Thank you Doitsu." He sniffs, and continues holding Germany. He buries his face into Germany's chest.
"Bitte. Now try going back to sleep."
"Ok Doitsu." The
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"Ve~ Doitsu Doitsu!" Italy yelled as he ran towards me, full speed.
"Slow down, Italy! You'll hurt yourself!" I shouted.
"Ve~" he continued running, and what does the Dummkopf do? He trips over his own two feet and falls. Ach gott. Here it comes. Wasserwerk. "Ah! Doitsu~!" Tears coming down his face.
"I told you to slow down." I walk over to him and sit by his side. Ach mein gott he's like a kleinen Jungen. "Where does it hurt." He can barely speak he's crying so hard.
"D-Doitsu~ It hurts!"
"Ja, ich weiss. WHERE does it hurt?" He points to both his knees,his elbow,his wrist und his head. "Italy, how do you manage to hurt yourself so much." I scoop him up and begin carrying him to my house.
Still crying he says "Ve~ I don't know. I just do." I let out a sigh and can't help but laugh. He's still sobbing by the time we get home. I open the door and mein Bruder decided to come for a visit...without asking. again.
"Sup,West? Why is Feli crying?"
I let out an annoyed sigh. "
Letters to Holy Rome 9*4 months later*Letters to Holy Rome 9 in General Fiction More Like This
Dear Holy Rome,
I now cry myself to sleep. I keep having nightmares. It's getting worse. I don't have anything to reassure me, and help me fall back asleep. Miss. Hungary comes in sometimes to soothe me, but it doesn't always help. I sleep in their bed every once and a while, but i feel bad because i scream in my sleep. I miss you.
Letters to Holy Rome 3*4 months later*Letters to Holy Rome 3 in General Fiction More Like This
Dear Holy Rome,
Every day goes by, one by one. Each lonelier than the last. I have my Fratello but he yells. You never yelled at me. Your voice was always calm and filled with caring words. I found something of yours yesterday. It was your old blanket. It's now my lucky charm and I never let it out of my sight. It smells just like you. I miss that smell. Please come home soon. I love you.
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Spain and Romano
Setting the scene:
"Adios Amigos!" Spain calls out to France and Prussia. "Cya!" "adieu!" Spain runs out the door of France's house and dashes through the pouring rain to his car. He quickly gets in and puts his seat belt on. He feels his phone vibrate and looks at the screen. "7 missed calls? Wow!" he checks to see who they are from. All 7 were Romano. "Why would Lovi call me so many times?" He wonders. At that moment, his phone rings. "Bouno tomato, bouno tomato, bouno bouno ooh! tomato!" his phone sings out with Romano's voice. Spain holds the phone up to his ear. "Hola Lovi. Why did you call me so many t-" He was interrupted by Romano screaming his usual "Bastard!" Spain has to hold the phone away from his ear for a second. "Why didn't you answer your phone,dammit!" "I was having some drinks with the guys." After a long silence on Romano's end, Spain asks "Lovi?" "B-bastard...c-can you come to that spot we used to go to
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-several countries decide to go clubbing-
*Lithuania and Poland*
"Hey Lithuania!" Poland shouts even though Lithuania is sitting on the couch right next to him.
"Um. Yes?" Lithuania questions,afraid of what Poland wants.
Poland takes Lithuania's hand and smiles. "Well...there's like this totally sweet club that just opened up."
"We should like- totally go!"
"Um...I don't know..I've never been to a club..."
"C'mon! It'll be so much fun!" Poland then looks at Lithuania with puppy dog eyes he knows he won't be able to resist.
"Yey! I'll like- totally go get all pretty!" Poland kisses Lithuania and rushes upstairs.
"What did I just agree to?" Lithuania thinks,half regretting it.
*Prussia and Canada*
"Hey Mattie!" Prussia yells, barging into Canada's bedroom.
"Let's go to a club!" He smiles, and jumps onto Canada's bed, just missing him.
"Ah! um...a clu
Letters to Holy Rome 4*8 months later*Letters to Holy Rome 4 in General Fiction More Like This
Dear Holy Rome,
Today was my birthday. This was my first birthday without you. As everyone sang happy birthday, I knew there was one empty chair. I make sure nobody sits in your chair. I want it perfect for when you come back. I even miss your terrible singing. It always made me laugh. Whenever I eat,I look at the empty chair across from me. I wish it wasn't empty. It makes me cry sometimes. I still miss you.
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Harry Potter, Hetalia
"Harry it's not going to work," Hermione sighed. "It's a video camera. Muggle technology."
Harry laughed. "'Mione don't worry!" He smiled. "I got it from some guy on the street. He was a wizard. But he had these huge eyebrows and an annoying American guy was with him."
Draco followed behind them. "Americans. Filthy creatures," He muttered.
They went into an abandoned classroom. "Harry turn it on!" Ron cheered. "Let's see how it works."
Hermione stared at Ron. How did it work? How dumber could you get? She sighed. This day was interesting to say the least.
Harry pressed the red button on the side of the camera. He sighed with relief once it turned on. It began recording what was going on without Harry pushing a button.
"What the hell!" He yelled in surprise, dropping it.
"Harry what happened?" Ron asked. His eyes were wide. The machine or as Hermione and Harry had called it a 'cam-corder' was freaking him out.
Draco went onto his knee
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The World Conference was beginning. Everyone had arrived on time and it seemed that no one was late. That is except to Austria and Germany who had a strange suspicion someone was coming.
"Somevone is coming!" Germany insisted. "I'm not making this up!"
Austria jumped in as well. "As much as it pains me to say this," He began. "But I agree with Germany. We have to be missing someone."
Switzerland slammed his fists on the table. "Would you two shut up!" He yelled. "We're all here. We can begin."
"I don't know dude," America butted in. "If you listen closely you can hear footsteps. Hey Canadia-I mean Canada you here bro?"
"I'm here Ameirca," Canada's voice was barely audible. Granted Russia was sitting on him.
The doors crashed open. Cocky red eyes gleamed with pride. He took a step inside. "The bitch is back!" Prussia smiled.
"Sir Elton what have I told you about following me around and yelling that whenever you enter a room?" England asked. He wasn't paying any
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Spain walked around outside. The normally cheery man was saddened. The rain pouring didn't exactly help his mood either.
He couldn't find Romano. He wasn't in his house when he woke up. Not even in the tomato gardens where he usually was. At about noon he had decided to give up.
The rain was starting to get all over his clothes making it look like he had been swimming. He walked into a cafe that was mainly empty. He ordered some coffee and took a seat in the back.
The Spaniard got out his phone. He decided to try texting him. His text read 'Lovi where are you? I miss you and I really need to see you. And I wanna see you again. Please come. Pleeeeassseee. Please Lovi.'
About five minutes after he sent it a reply came back saying, 'Bastard I never left. I was out shopping with my idiot brother.'
Spain jumped up from where he was seated in the back. He ran home, forgetting about his coffee (and paying for it as well).
He stopped to br
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A young boy looked around his surroundings. Blood everywhere. Dead bodies were strung around him. This war - on his side - was hopeless. The little boy fell to the ground in tears.
"Dammit," He hissed under his breath. "Dammit why. Why is this war going on? Why can't it just stop? I need it to end. My people need it to end. It's killing me slowly. Please lord, make it stop."
A man in shoulder length blonde hair walked forward. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the sword in his hands. The boy turned his head. His opponent gave a cruel smile.
"Bonjour Holy Rome," The Frenchman laughed. "Fancy seeing you out here. A you ready to just give up? You can't carry on like this. Just hand over control of you're empire to me and no more damage will be done, no?"
Holy Rome slowly stood up. He knew what he was doing was stupid. He knew he couldn't face the older nation. France was stronger than him. He had more allies. He had powers like the Eng
Simple Wish Title - Simple WishSimple Wish in General Fiction More Like This
Russia sat in his office staring at the little book in front of him. He'd been writing in it for a few years now. It was supposed to help him feel better about everything. So far it wasn't working well. Any thoughts or memories he had were to be written down in here.
Estonia and his ideas.
Russia picked up his pen and began writing.
He paused. Even after how long he had been writing in it he had no idea what to call it. Diary was what he'd gone with for so long. He shrugged. It was the best he could come up with.
I wish the others would stop thinking that I am so lonely, or I am so sad.
He never got how everyone thought he was sad. Didn't he always smile and seem what they called happy? He didn't want to be Italy or America dumb to show his happiness.
Sure, I am not proud of what I've done.
It sucked the way the others acted towards him about it, especially America. America wasn't holy. England wasn't. France did
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It was an Allies meeting. So far only France and America had shown up. They were painfully getting tired of each other's company.
"Dude why are you so old and disgusting!" America moaned.
France whipped his head back. "I'm as young as a baby and disgusting? Moi isn't the one shoving hamburgers down his throat!"
Before they could continue a wind came in, throwing the door open. A fog covered the doorway until one man stepped in.
England wiggled his eyebrows and the door shut behind him. France and America were forced to stare in amazement. His eyebrows were blasting them with sexiness. It was too much for them. They couldn't handle it.
America's iPhone flew out of his pocket and into England's outstretched right eyebrow. It began playing the Lonely Island song 'Jizz in my Pants.'
It was too much for them. Their pants became soiled with jizz as the lyrics 'Yes I jizzed in my pants' played and his eyebrow wiggled to it. Good, desi
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America was sitting at the World Conference bored. This. Was. Hell. No one was talking about anything interesting. He was stuck between France and England. England was just sipping tea and paying attention. France was staring at everyone imagining them naked. Pure fucking hell.
America's face lit up. He had an idea! He was going to annoy the crap out of England. He silently excused himself from the meeting and ran outside.
"Yo Tony!" He called. "Remember Britain?"
Tony looked at him, his red eyes were full of hatred. "Must kill the fucker," He repeated.
America grabbed Tony's arm. "Dude come on! I need you in the conference thing."
America busted through the doors. Everyone turned their attention to America. The disruption interupted Russia. He began repeating "Kolkolkolkol."
"That thing's awesome!" Prussia said. "But of course not as awesome as the awesome me."
Austria and Germany looked over towards the smaller nation and rolled their eyes.
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Someplace in the Union.
Massachusetts groaned. "We don't need help!" He complained. "Your just showing off your connections."
Maine who normally remained quiet spoke up. "I think we should. We could use some help," He whispered.
California shook her head. "I'm with old Mass. on this one. We're strong enough to do this on our own. York give it up."
New Jersey spoke up. The usual flame in his eyes was there. "She's right! We're getting the help."
Massachusetts turned to him. "Quick to defend your little girlfriend uh?"
New Jersey snapped. "I actually know loyalty."
The other states of the Union stood back and watched. None made a sound.
New York stood up and slapped her fists on the table. "THATS IT!" She yelled. "We're getting the help whether you like it or not. I have specific orders from Dad's boss. We're going to do this whether you all like it or not. I could care less. Mass. come on. One of them you need to make amends with."
Everyone began mumbling their o
Die or Watch them DieAlfred F. Jones, representation of America, you have been given a choice.Die or Watch them Die in Drama More Like This
America gulped. He was the first country to come to this thing. England delivered the message grimly to him. He had no idea who was talking to him, they claimed they had power over all the countries.
Either you die and your states live. Or your states die and you live. You have a week or less to come to your decision.
America's eyes widened. Why would he be forced to do this? Why would his states be included in this? The bastard!
He had so much he wanted to say, but yet all he could get out was "Are we still immortal or can we be killed?"
Any of you can be killed. If you die, the states take over, choosing which one of them to represent them. If one of the states dies, slowly they will be killed off. You will live.
Slowly he left the building. America didn't get it. It wasn't right!
Back home, Alfred had to share what happened. All fifty states stared at him.
America's 'Wonderful' Idea*America decided to go on a diet. After asking the countries what would be good he decided to look somewhere closer to home. Preferably the states. (Time: Now)America's 'Wonderful' Idea in Humor More Like This
The Californian Diet:
America walked into California's room. Surfboards and shark heads hung all around. She was laying on her bed reading some gossip magazine. The headline read: Justin Beiber; Teen Star or Canadian Spy? The one beside that said: Lady Gaga; Trying to Make New York More Powerful?
"I'd like to read that when your done," He said.
California threw the magazine at his face in self defense. "Really dude?" America said through forty pages of the fame.
"Hehe. Sorry America," California laughed. "What do you need?"
"How do you stay so thin? I mean you like a total freakin' model dude!"
California blushed. "I'm not sure whether to be flattered or scared." She said. "But my diet? No gluttons. It's the latest thing."
California went over the her desk. Sitting on top of it was glutton