Gakuen: AsaKiku : The Wish for a Fairytale Prince"Dear Wishing Well,
Please send a knight my way, someone graciously beautiful, someone kind, someone that will hold me all night long, just to show me I am not alone..."
The sound of a wish hitting the water ruminated in an empty garden, perhaps.. it was just your imagination.
"Ohno! I'm late!"
Kiku Honda wasn't one to be late, and he hadn't been once since the beginning of the school year, and though it wouldn't bother the teachers at all if he was tardy for one day, it would bother him. His perfect record was all he had, he was expected heavily upon, everyone was looking to him to succeed, and he was certain he was going to. Though to him, the only way to do this, is to be on his best behavior, which included, being on time always. He paused to catch his breath, the cold morning air nipping at him and playing with his flushed cheeks. The reason he was going to be late, was because of an unexpected downpour of the day that passed, he had
Captain Arthur and the White Lotus _EnglandxJapan_ "We will be making a move on the white lotus soon..."Captain Arthur and the White Lotus _EnglandxJapan_ in Short Stories More Like This
When I'd first heard those words, I didn't care, I was a pirate, we never cared about our targets, we never cared who they were, or the fact that they were actually human beings that had intelligent instincts of their own, we fought whoever we had to, to get to the top. In my case, I especially did not give a damn. I had lost the one thing I had ever held dear, a brother, if not more, and I was going to do whatever it took, to get back to my social standing as an elite. Why should I... give one damn.. about someone I didn't know?
We set sail that night, not knowing what was in store, not realizing once, that we were the ones who were in danger. We thought we were ready, we thought we knew well where the 'White Lotus' was going to be that night, but we hadn't a single... clue. The waters were our friends that night, swaying as we wanted
Hetalia Stasis: A Story about the Italian Family(Read the Setting in The Description before Reading on ^^)Hetalia Stasis: A Story about the Italian Family in Short Stories More Like This
What if, we'd spent our years, together?
"Whoa! Its snowing again!"
"Of course it is... dumbass..."
"Awh, don't be rude Romano!"
"Hey look! I caught one!"
It was freezing outside.
Puffs of pure white dressed the ground as if it were going to a wedding, as the bride. It was a beautiful sight to say the least.
"Venenziano! Lets play tag!" Roma, you play too!"
Romano rolled his eyes and leaned against a tree, ignoring his younger sister Sicily, as she chased after a giggling Italy.
A second of joy turned into a spike of sorrow.
The young red-to-brown equally rationed haired boy named Venenziano, or Felinciano, slipped on an ice patch, falling head first into the snow.
As he sat up and turned over, all was still for a split second. This silence was broken by sobs, Felinciano burstin
The Music Our World Holds is Love _Spamano_ I was a prodigy at what I did.The Music Our World Holds is Love _Spamano_ in Romance More Like This
A real promise to the world that there was something greater.
Yet all I wanted from the musical world... was....
If you were to walk down a particular path in Spain, you might want to watch your step, for there are many places people call home, for one person in particular, the home, happens to be that path. Right on your typical, run-of-the-mill street corner, rests a poor man by the name of; Antonio Fernandez Carreido. Though nobody call tell you why he's so poor, many can easily tell you that he is the town drunk, he is the town fool, or he is the town joke, not that any of these three, are any different from one another. He leans against the stop sign there to sleep every night, no cushions or sleeping bags, no warm clothes, just the skin on his back and the rags he wears that smell like left-over food that stayed in the fridge for way too long. He himself is dirty as well, as though a
Servant of Evil: SwitzerlandxLiechtenstein She was 'her grace.' She was beautiful in every way possible, when we were born, the world rejoiced in pure bliss at the fact that this single country, now had a ruler, and a protector of said ruler. My love for my younger sister blossomed from the moment I could imprint her deep within my brain, at about age four. Yet, she was taken from me, snatched up by fate and confusion, saying that she was a lady, and she had to go off to learn how to be graceful and forceful all in a small, frail, beautiful body, I was taken to learn the way of war, fighting and deceiving those who would turn against my sister, her royal highness.Servant of Evil: SwitzerlandxLiechtenstein in Drama More Like This
Honestly, I was meant to die, I was meant to be of no use, but when they saw a fighting streak within me the day they took her, they formulated a way to use me to their best advantages. For it was much easier to marry off a princess to a well rounded man, than it was to marry off a rugged male, to a twisted,
We are Lost: GerItaDear Diary,We are Lost: GerIta in Short Stories More Like This
I still don't quite understand Italy Venenziano. He is a strange man, with strange ideals.. I really wish I knew how the world looked through his eyes, but, I guess that might always be an impossibility.
"Italy! Hurry it up!"
"S- si Germany..."
The Italian was huffing, it was obvious he wasn't one for hiking, but the German man didn't care, they were making good time this way, they'd probably be back before Japan finished dinner. They were on this hike to do more training, the only reason Japan had stayed back was the cooking of certain foods, with the fear of the house potentially setting fire. Germany figured training might be a bit more challenging in different terrain, and, it would help build better stamina.
Something sparkling suddenly caught Italy's eyes, he stepped out of the trail to pursue it, and Ludwig didn't notice. It was a marble... no.. a trail of marbles? One consistent
Apartment of Four: Chapter 4: The Truth Friday already? Romano grumbled as he heard his phone alarm sound, he wasn't a morning person, that was certain. Reaching over, the muscles in his arm tensed and pleaded for him to stop moving, never the less, he had to turn it off, in fear it would awaken the albino in the room, or worse, his pet bird. He heaved a long-overdue sigh and pushed himself up, much to the dismay of his body, which pleaded him to lay back down, instead of daring the bitter cold of the crisp morning. His nights in the house had gotten better, it seemed that once the bird was used to him, it didn't coo as much, it also didn't hurt that he went to bed earlier than Gilbirt now either.Apartment of Four: Chapter 4: The Truth in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He got to his feet, hearing the floor beneath him creak a bit, it was wood after all, what could one expect? The loud sound of the wood adjusting itself made the Prussian man stir, but thankfully, he stayed asleep, a great relief to our main protagonist. All through
Apartment of Four: Chapter 3: The Secret Hurts His first night in the apartment was a rough one, it seemed 'Gilbird' liked to coo on the hour, his loud, consistent, hoarse coos. When he wasn't cooing, his master was talking in his sleep, or snoring. Romano stayed up more than half the night listening to the Prussian's words. Things about someone named Susan or Carlos, things about war plans that somewhat crept Romano out, and random foods littered the male's speech. When he'd finally settled into a constant and lasting sleep, he found morning came quicker than per usual, squinting into the light of day as his eyes focused on the back of the familiar albino.Apartment of Four: Chapter 3: The Secret Hurts in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You don't have to be awake, jeeze kid! Go back to sleep!"
It was obvious that Gilbirt was getting ready for school, the rustling of his items being the cause of Romano's awakening. Grumbling, Lovino covered his head and turned over, when he did, the rustling of items seemed to get louder, Romano had a
Apartment of Four: Chapter 5: The Beginning Notes He re-awoke two days after France had put him to sleep, which wasn't too approved by Spain, he hated when France did that to people, even if he knew well how it was done, it made the Spaniard uneasy, thinking that the person he'd done it to, wouldn't awaken. When he'd awoken, everything around him felt somewhat, nostalgic, and the first face he encountered, was that of the Prussian, he was sitting there staring down at Romano with a slight scowl.Apartment of Four: Chapter 5: The Beginning Notes in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You sure drool a lot kid..."
It took a few minuets to process those words, but Romano finally raised a hand to his mouth, wiping fingers across it slightly to feel the liquid, automatically disgusted, he rubbed it away with his blanket.
"Pfft... you got a problem with spit or what? Its okay that you drool, Spain does the same thing all the time... ... wow... that feels weird, being able to call him Spain around you.."
Stop the Wedding Bells _PruIta_ I was going to tell him today, I was finally going to release all the words I wanted to say to him, yet, I was scared, I was scared that someone as sugar sweet as him, might tell me he agrees, only because I was dying, and he knew that I would be gone soon anyway. What trouble could it be to spend someone's last days with them, and then go running off to your true lover? Sweaty palms, nervous shaking, look at him sitting there across the picnic blanket, I was ready to say it to him, I was ready when...Stop the Wedding Bells _PruIta_ in Drama More Like This
"So uhm.. why did you call me out here Feliciano?"
"... oh ~ I wanted you to be the first to know, me and Ludwig are getting married!"
My heart sunk a million miles per minuet and my entire world turned an awful shade of putrid gray, married!?
"He proposed to me last night! Isn't that good? He said its easier to protect me that way,"
How I wanted to yell it to him right there,
Apartment of Four: Chapter 6: Prussia's Dissolve"Are we done now?"Apartment of Four: Chapter 6: Prussia's Dissolve in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You know, a lot of your land is being taken by Poland, I'm sure he'd have a place for you to live for a while.."
"Screw that, no way am I staying with anyone prissier than west..."
"Then what about staying with him?"
He could've done that, he could've lived with West and not complained, but, his pride wouldn't let him do that, for he knew he'd eventually dissolve into a series of anguish, they said that loosing one's country always hurt, especially if you were to stay in said country as it was devided to those who would be its new possessors. For now, he was able to roam the streets, flashing smiles to unsuspecting strangers whom merely gave him scowls in return.
It was the first sign that the world was a cruel place, perhaps there was no where, where the world wasn't cruel, whether you be a country or a regular person living a daily life... for if you are a country, all is dec
APH Listen,understand and loveAPH Listen,understand and love in Fan Fiction More Like This
I listened to the faint noise of my footsteps. The hallway was empty, all the doors were closed and the lights off in every room. The silent echoing of my breathing made me anxious, it felt like someone was following me but still I continued walking.
Walking .why was I walking?
I should be running, but that could disturb those who are resting from the tiring day, but I needed to find him. It was late. Why didn't he even tell me he'll be late? Could it be that something bad happened to him? Oh please no.
I started to run, more worried than I was before. My thin legs felt like they were gonna knot together and trip me but gladly they followed my orders.
I've passed two hallways now, both looking the same, closed brown doors with numbers written on them. I've almost circled the whole dorm. Our room was only 5 doors away. I felt like giving up, he couldn't possibly be in the girls' dorm and I've passed the restrooms, no one was there too. If he wasn't here he might have gone out of th
APH: Sleeping AngelIt was a very hushed evening. The only sound I heard was our peaceful breathing. He was sleeping on his side and I lay next him with my elbow supporting my upper body, my hand against my cheek. The silent man beside me was resting, resting from the tiring activity before. I myself was tired, what man wouldn't be exhausted, but I choose to stay aware of this Japanese man's dreaming.APH: Sleeping Angel in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why? Well who wouldn't? I could stare at him for hours not eating nor drinking. He was all I wanted in life; he was enough to keep me alive, enough to help me cope with the uneven reality. The reality that me and this person can never be.
I tired hard for months to keep that truth away from us but what can I do? I'm no god or lord. I'm a simple stubborn man. A man who would do anything to get everything he wanted. A man that only wants happiness. A man who does things knowing there would be consequences ahead.
I'm no man for this kind-hearted soul. I'm just as sinful as all the bastards I've met. But this ma
APH: Before Meetings"This " the blond nation whispered to Kiku's ears, causing him to shiver from the small puff of air that touched his feeble skin, "This feels good "APH: Before Meetings in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Asian nation's cheeks were a beautiful shade of red. The brown color of his eyes were unnoticed as his eyelids clenched closed from embarrassment. "Arthur-san " he whispered ever so quietly but the other's ear was too sharp to let that pass by. Kiku's hands tighten. "A-Arthur-san " he managed despite the pressure he was receiving. His heart pounded so hard like it would break his ribcage.
"I want to keep doing this " Kiku shuddered. "Forever." The English nation's hands enveloped him so securely. "Can I?"
"Arthur-san someone might see " The meeting was going to start late, fortunately they were both early. "We should get back to our seats." He pleaded, thinking about the trouble or embarrassment it might cause Arthur. Even the slightest affectionate gesture wasn't allowed in public, well at least for Kiku'
APH: HeartquakeThe door of our bedroom made a loud thud as it hit the wall violently. I came dashing in without paying any interest to the loud noise I created. I unknotted my tie and threw it harshly on the bed we shared every night.APH: Heartquake in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Don't you dare turn your back on me, Kiku." He spoke as irritation colored his husky voice. I felt his usually gentle hand take my wrist roughly making me spun and face his angry face.
I glowered at his glaring emerald eyes. My expression infuriated yet more composed than the blonde man. He always let his emotions come before his thoughts which I did not.
"What else Arthur-san? What else do you want to hear from me? I told you the truth and I have apologized. Do you want me to kneel down and beg for your forgiveness as well?" I glared harder as my words sounded mocking.
"Apologized? That was not an apology!" his voice was getting louder and his grip more firm. "You affronted me, you did not ask for forgiveness! How can I be sure you won't do it again? Don't take me for
I'll help you heal UKxJpSummer, in any place, is a hot season. Well, except of course, in snowy countries like Russia and Denmark. It has been a while since Arthur came to visit Kiku. So he decides summer may be a good time since it isnt such a busy time.I'll help you heal UKxJp in Fan Fiction More Like This
England-san, it has been a while. Kiku said wearing a polite grin Please come in.
Yeah, it has. He followed behind the smaller country Howd yah been? Sorry, I havent visited for a while.
Its alright. I know youre busy.
Yes, but that is no excuse. He frowned.
Dont stress yourself over that. He opened the sliding door. Please wait here while I get some tea.
Kiku came back with tea and cold drinks. He thought it may be too hot to let a guest drink tea. He sat down beside the westerner. He placed a cup on UKs side. Arthur gestured to help but was a bit late.
APH: You can'tKiku winced as he fell downward. The pained expression he had seemed too exaggerated for just a light fall. I knelt down, leveling him. "Does it hurt because of that?" That. We knew what that is. How can we ever forget? He could forget about it but I couldn't. It will be engraved in my conscience for eternity.APH: You can't in Fan Fiction More Like This
Brown eyes stared at me. "It does not hurt that much." He was too kind. He still didn't want me to blame myself. He smiled warmly at me.
"But it is because of that, isn't it?" I held him in my arms, bridal style. I seated him on the chair meanest. "I'm sorry."
"How can you still be so kind to me?" I avoided his gaze. "After what I did to you during the war. Why are you still so good? Why?"
A moment of silence past us. "Because," the hushed atmosphere was intruded, "You helped me get back on my own feet." His small delicate hands cupped my face, forcing me to stare with his brown eyes. "I am very grateful."
So gentle, h
APH: Rule number one"You can " Kiku spoke reluctantly, his voice hushed, "come closer if you want."APH: Rule number one in Fan Fiction More Like This
Arthur was silent for a moment, still caught by Kiku's tender eyes, Arthur deliberated for a brief moment before answering, "I want to." He leaned in making only a small gap between him and the Asian nation. "May I come even closer?"
Kiku's mind grew hazy as the westerner's breath reached his comfort zone, leaving a mesmerizing fragrance. He was the blonde man's captive; those emerald eyes were too beautiful, something Kiku found to be hypnotizing. He was trapped not only by the other's gaze but also by those long arms against the closed window which was adorned with parted crimson curtains that reached the carpet. The moon illuminated Arthur's skin which caused Kiku's heart to beat faster.
"You may," the Japanese said, a little out of breath, his pale cheeks turning a dark shade of pink.
The Briton came closer, closer and closer, until Kiku's eyes shut close and his pale hands clenched the
APH: SeeingThe window was open. The moonlight lit the western style room for no one bothered to switch the lights on. The limited light gave the furniture that equipped the room generously; long shadows seemingly making it appear like a dark palace, well for a certain Asian country at least. The king-sized bed was placed just a few meters from the wide window, its bed covers were smoothed but at one end, the foot of the bed if you may, for someone sat there.APH: Seeing in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It really is beautiful; I wish you could see it." The owner of the mansion said as he strode closer to Kiku who was sitting at the end of the bed watching the stars that twinkled gloriously on the night sky.
The brown eyed country turned to Arthur, "I wish I could too." He half smiled, feeling rather disappointed that he could not see what he wanted. "I want to see it."
"Maybe you will, just not right now." He was sitting next to Kiku now, "But why do you want to see it so badly?" he took the raven haired man's right hand; the closest to him
APH: Last"You should stay away from me."APH: Last in Fan Fiction More Like This
Arthur stared at me in shock "What?"
"I am not good for you." I said trying to sound convincing. But unsurprisingly I failed.
A tall figure now seated upright beside me, apparently he was infuriated with my meaningless yet true statement. His thick eyebrows almost connected in anger. His facial expression was painted with resentment and pain.
"What the bloody hell are you saying all of a sudden?!" his husky yet alluring voice now exclaimed in irritation.
"I just thought," I finally looked up at the blond haired man, "'This' has gotten too far."
"What do you mean about 'this'?!" His fist hit the small table. As always he was an impatient man. The cups made noises but neither of us paid any attention to it. Our eyes stared intently at each other. I could read anger, hurt and confusion in his usually sweet eyes.
"This" I tore my brown eyes away, he must've seen something, but what? "This, me and you-" a pause was ma
APH: My foreverIt was late in the afternoon and the sun started to set. Yes, it was that late. I could still see the sun fully but it started to hide downward. Birds flew from different directions. At fist I thought all of them were birds but I've noticed other beings fly among them, those with pointed ears and unfeathered wings, bats.APH: My forever in Fan Fiction More Like This
The clouds seemed to scatter artistically, making it hard to avert my gaze. There were two kinds or should I say types of clouds. There were ones with unique pinkish color, like of cotton candy, it seemed very sweet and delightful you would wish you could tore a piece to taste. And grayish ones, ones you would often see in rainy days or at nigh time. The two clouds intermingled lovingly, like God had wished them to. The mix of light and dark was unbearably attractive that it made my brown eyes to part sight with.
To my dismay the pinkish clouds disappeared leaving the dark ones to spread alone. The moon appeared and stars started to twinkle like the little diamonds the
Blooming Love-AsaKikuLush. To desolate. Prosperous. To run into the ground. These things can happen in the blink of an eye. From August 6, 1945 to August 9, 1945 that was exactly what happened, taking a devastating toll on Japan. For months the country was in bed, left weak and stricken with grief and a crushed sense of pride. It seemed there was nothing left, no light at the end of the tunnel for him and his people. The only thing that seemed to be a victory was the fact that the war, though lost, was finally over and in the end he was not run over by America's brute ways and able to keep his emperor.Blooming Love-AsaKiku in Short Stories More Like This
Still, lying weak in bed day after day, having people die of illness caused by the atomic bomb nearly every hour on the day was taking its toll on Honda Kiku both physically and emotionally. The weakness within him sickened him furtherto the point where seppuku seemed necessary. No, he wouldn't terminate his life and sacrifice the lives of others with his death. If the human manifestation of a country
Reunited: Together At LastClack clack! Clack clack! Clack clack! went the subway car as it rolled along the tracks coming to one of it's many destinations. There was a soft grinding, yet musical sound to accompany it. The sound of the train along the track provided the beat and the guitarist simply played a tune to it. A tone sounded, alerting the would-be passengers that their train was here and it simply added to the music. However, the music had to be stopped since that very train was the one the guitarist had to board.Reunited: Together At Last in Romance More Like This
He rose silently and slung the paper thin electric guitar on his back and putting the union jack pick in his skinny jean pocket. A hand rose to adjust the checkered scarf around his neck and brush past a pair of thick brows through his messy blonde hair. The punk young man ruffled his hair, making it even messier before boarding an empty part of the train. It was very quiet and any sort of talking was muffled by the doors. The beat of the train began again and he continued the song fr
Fly True Love's ArrowI remember I remember a day where I saw him standing there on a hilltop. The sun was just beginning to rise and he seemed to be concentrating hard on something. To anyone else it would just be the same blank expression on his face as usual, but to me I knew to look in his eyes to find his emotion. It's just the way he was it's just the way any Japanese are; silent and unexpressiveexcept, for their eyes, it's where they contain everything, and it's also the last place any European thinks to look for any emotion. We seem to have a tendency to look above the eyes to their brows or lines in their forehead or look at their cheeks and lips and nose and what have you and everywhere on the face in general BUT the eyes. Except for me I have a habit of looking into people's eyescall it my inner Sherlockto see what they're thinking. Right now, at that very moment, I knew he was thinking that he had to hit that tiny target several hundred kilometers away.Fly True Love's Arrow in Romance More Like This
Caught! Don't Do This! part 7Caught! Don't Do This! part 7 in Drama More Like This
Caught! Don't Do This!
Rewind to a few days ago to the night before the incident with China and Japan. Everything seemed dark. That day .that day he found his little brother loving someone he had once quarreled with keeping a secret from him it broke his heart. Why? Why would he keep secrets from his family, the person that raised him?! It made him wonder
'Was it because of that day .?' He had thought that night he took him away from England. By that point he regretted his actions, he knew he was too harsh, but damn him! Damn him for using his little brother like that! He had to be! They'd be separated for years!
...hadn't they? He had to wonder, if his brother was capable of keeping secrets that would mean he was also capable of lies. Had he really been lying to him this whole time? And if he was, what made him think that if he ever found out he would approve a second time?!
Meditation wouldn't work tonight, he thought as he unfolded him
Pull the TriggerPull the TriggerPull the Trigger in Romance More Like This
Mid morning, that odd time of day where the sun was out, stuck between east and north while also being stuck between morning and noon. Time has many limbos, especially in a certain western island nation where it seemed to be clouded every single day. Every so often I would glance up at the sky. It made me wish it would rain so that it would be over with and I could finally have my lesson. I was so nervous, and the pale faces with their various colored eyes staring at me like I was some sort of circus strolling through town didn't exactly help me feel any better. I know I'm from the Far East, but it's not like they haven't seen people from my brother's land before.
As I round a corner I give a light sigh and leaned up against a stone wall. "I suppose I can't say anything the people of my home would stare at Asa-sama when he walked through the streets with me still he can handle it all those eyes just make me feel uncomfortable " I mumble to myse
Caught! Don't Do this!Caught! Don't Do this! in Drama More Like This
(i feel like i should put this twice, once here so everyone sees it and once in the artist's comments...i just dont want to get in trouble again. PREVIEW PICTURE IS NOT MINE AND I WAS GIVEN PERMISSION BY MeiriKobayashi TO USE IT. SHE IS THE ORIGINAL CREATOR OF THE PICTURE AND HETALIA ITSELF BELONGS TO NEITHER OF US.)
Caught: Don't Do This!
Another boring day, another pointless world meeting and another day of sitting through it trying not to say anything unless he had to, it just seemed better that way so as not to cause any trouble. The only two people that seemed to think the same were Switzerland, who was neutral to begin withyet always seemed so aggressive, at least towards himand another certain island country with shaggy blonde hair and jade eyes. He watched him silently sip at his tea and smiled down softly so as to hide it from everyone else. Not that anyone was paying much attention due to the fighting going on mind you, but there was no sense in taki
The Village Flower and the Green Eyed DemonLong, long ago, there was once a green eyed demon with a kind and gentle heart. One day, a young blind girl wandered from the safety of her village into his home. It was then she found the demon and befriended him. This is their taleThe Village Flower and the Green Eyed Demon in Romance More Like This
Young Sakura smiled as she helped her father with his craft. It was rare that she ever got to do such a thing with him, but with her brothers away to get supplies in the next town over, he needed someone to help him with the magnificent swords and tools he made for the village. He slammed and hammered away at a katana he was making for a traveling ronin. Curiously she watched him, until he barked at her to put more wood in the kiln and readily she responded, tossing more of it into the fire. Sakura reached for the bellow and began to increase the flames.
"Sakura-chan," scolded her father, "be careful not to blow too hard, you might burn yourself with the embers." His face was stern, but it was always so and Sakura knew that he was only looking
Caught! Don't Do This! part threeCaught! Don't Do This! part three in Drama More Like This
Caught! Don't Do This!
Almost three weeks had passed since China discovered England and Japan in the conference room. During the course of those two weeks the incident somehow spread throughout the UN. With it was a heavy and harsh silence whenever England walked by; some pitied him in his current state; others thought he deserved it and many weren't sure what to make of it. So far though, everyone had saved him the pain of saying anything about it.
In those three weeks he had seen little to nothing of Japan. Every so often he would get a glimpse of his crisp white uniform and in an instant it was gone. He would hear Japan around the corner speaking to China and when he peeked around that corner there was no one. Had Japan become so engrained into his mind that he would imagine having him around? Or was Japan avoiding him because of the incident? What was going on?!
Because of the fight, England had received ten cuts from his chest up and countless bruises all over his body
Caught! Don't Do This! part 5Caught! Don't Do This! part 5 in Drama More Like This
Caught! Don't Do This! Part 5
"Japan's in the hospital." America said bluntly before adding on, "get here before China does." With that he hung up, leaving England standing there, viridian eyes wide, his mouth hanging slack from his face and appearing that it could fall off any moment. Not a moment was wasted; nothing else mattered as he abandoned Russia and sprinted as fast as he could with his injured legs down the stairs and out the door.
With many a threat and bribe, England managed to get transportation other than his feet to get to the World Union Hospital that was near Japan and America's homes. Unfortunately it was near China's home as well, and he was closer to it than England was simply because Russia's home was in the heart of his land and thus a considerable distance away from it. Whereas China could be there within minutes with the right transportation, and that's what frightened him the most was that he would use that opportunity and get there before he could even get out
UKJP: Broken Alliance...WW2 WARNING:UKJP: Broken Alliance...WW2 in Short Stories More Like This
THIS FANFIC IS HISTORICALLY INACCURATE!!!
SOME EVENTS THAT HAPPEN IN THERE ARE NOT REALLY CANON WITH REAL HISTORY!!!
BASICIALLY BECAUSE THIS LAME AUTHOR IS TOO LAZY TO READ THE ENTIRE ARTICLE AND TIMELINE OF WORLD WAR TWO!!!
JUST TREAT THIS AS FICTION AND NO ONE WILL BE DISTURBED ABOUT IT!!!!
Oh, and also... Warnings to hardcore USUK fans again... it's best not to read this...
Oh...and Black Kiku appears in this...
"By all means, I would be happy to make an alliance with you, Mr. England ."
"R-Really ? I-I feel the same way "
England smiled softly as he remembered the day he formed an alliance with Japan, he turned around to find Japan sleeping with his head on the table beside him. "It must have been a long day for him " He muttered softly, ruffling Japan's hair slightly.
Japan opened his eyes slowly and said
Otaku culture with JP SealandYES!! THIS IS ASAKIKU DESPITE WHAT THE TITLE SAYS!!!Otaku culture with JP Sealand in Short Stories More Like This
First off, this is what I'd suddenly thought off after seeing how Sealand was an otaku... As I was wondering why he became like that, I thought about this fanfiction, XD!
England X Japan as usual... Though it's not as focused on them as my previous fanfiction. There is no drama in this fanfiction this time, though I enjoy writing drama personally... And also, MORE CHARACTERS APPEAR THIS TIME! All the G8 appear together with Sealand~ It's a level up I guess, XD! I wish to write about more characters in the future~ And yes, this fanfiction will be more comedy based... there is romance because there are scenes totally hinting towards England X Japan, which is my OTP
Human names though everyone knows it already
Japan = Honda Kiku
England = Arthur Kirkland
Sealand = Peter Kirkland
"So in other words, I'M THE HERO!" America exclaimed happily, holding up his hamburger he was eating before in pri
Face Down - AsaKiku 1Title: Face DownFace Down - AsaKiku 1 in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia~
Warnings: Past!AmeriPan, Almost character death, Yuri later on, saddness?
Rating: Pg? ( I have no idea what to put here Dx )
Chapter: Chpt 1 of 3
Authors note: Based of a song called Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus ( Link in description )
"You're a disgraceful man...I hope you know that."
Arthur Kirkland stood firmly in front of his former friend, Alfred Jones. His emerald green eyes were placed in an angry glare. His arm draped around the small Japanese man by his side.
"What? What are you guys talking about?"
Alfred's trademark smiled flashed with nervousness. His azure eyes flying from Arthur to his (Alfred's) boyfriend. Traces of pink splashed across his face.
"We'll leave you to figure it out on your own...C'mon Kiku."
With that said, the blonde walked away with ebony haired man in his arm. Alfred's eyes narrowed into a scowl. Why was Arthur being so protective of Kiku? Why did this anger
New boy - FrUkHe was a new kid in my class. Not that I cared. To me, he was just another annoying kid. I sighed, resting my head on my desk; I hadn't been feeling well at all.New boy - FrUk in Romance More Like This
"Why don't you tell us your name, hmm?" I heard my teacher's over-caring voice say. I looked up at the boy and groaned. "Francis Bonnefoy~" He said in his heavy French accent. I rolled my eyes. "Ok, Francis, You can sit by Arthur. Raise your hand, Please, Arthur." I sat up straight and put my hand in the air half-heartedly. Francis walked over and sat next to me, the lesson for that day began.
My head went back onto the desk, when I felt a poke on the back of my head. "Hey, Chéri, Can I borrow a pencil?" I sat up, took the only pencil I had, and chucked it at the kid. "Don't talk to me in the language." He smiled at me, none the less. "Merci!" I threw my head back on the desk, grumbling. I knew I was gonna grow to hate this 'Francis Bonnefoy'.
I'd hardly got through three of my classes. I threw up once, cough
Face Down - AsaKiku 3Title: Face DownFace Down - AsaKiku 3 in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia~
Warnings: Past!AmeriPan, Almost character death, Yuri, saddness?
Rating: Pg? ( I still have no idea what to put here Dx )
Chapter: Chpt 3 of 3
Authors note: Based of a song called Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
"A-Arthur-San?" Kiku looked up at the blonde. His tears where starting to subside, Deep blush set on his face. Arthur continued, standing on both his feet now. "I have ever since I saw you, I didn't say anthing since I knew you where with Alfred so...Just, Please, Don't listen him. I wouldn't leave you if I tried..."
Kiku smiled lightly, "I-I think...I l-like you too...Arthur..." The English-man blushed as well, eyes going wide as he stared at his friend. "K-Kiku?" Kiku lowered his head, "I-I've been thinking about what's been happening to me...Alfred does not love me, I want someone who does love me and care for me..." He smiled up at Arthur. "Like you."
"Natasha? Do you e
Face Down - AsaKiku 2Title: Face DownFace Down - AsaKiku 2 in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia~
Warnings: Past!AmeriPan, Almost character death, Yuri hints, saddness?
Rating: Pg? ( I still have no idea what to put here Dx )
Chapter: Chpt 2 of 3
Authors note: Based of a song called Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
"Mr. Kirkland?" Soon another nurse walked up to Arthur, this girl was different. She had shoulder-length, wavy blonde hair; She wore a revealing nurse dress as well. Arthur stood up, the nurse smirked. "Are you Mr. Kirkland?~ Mr. Honda is ready now and he says he's waiting for you." Arthur's eyes went wide, Was Kiku mad at him? "O-Ok..."
Arthur followed the nurse throughout the hospital until they walked into a tiny room, beeps from a monitor and soft breaths where the only thing heard. The girl stopped by the door and allowed Arthur to go first. He did.
"K-Kiku?" He slowly walked in the room, seeing his Japanese friend laying in a big hospital bed. "Arthur..." Kiku's eyes filled
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It's all one big cycle. Being replayed like a stereo on repeat. The same old thing day and day again. I love you, so why do I continue to push you away so much? Isn't it right to live and forget?
I see you every day with that blonde man on your arm. Showing of like you're trying to provoke me. Could this be the problem? Seeing you with someone else? Love me! Not him! Can't you see me right here? I know what he's doing. Please, can't you see the one who was with you all along?
I cry, sitting in my lonely house. All alone. No one but me. People say I'm a cloud. Just floating along and waiting for something to happen, emotionless as I can be. But they don't know, I express myself when no one is looking. If you were there. This wouldn't be a problem. I'd might actually be...happy...
I see walking over to me with a sad grin on your face. I'm sitting out of my green
Because I Love Him...01 The Future...Because I Love Him... in Drama More Like This
"How is he Matthew?" Yao asked as Matthew exited the interrogation room.
"He still refuses to admit anything," Matthew said with a sigh. "Have you ever heard of Stockholm syndrome?"
"Yes, I have. I am a doctor you know."
"Yao-nii, what does he mean by that?" Matthew glanced to see the three other children standing next to Yao.
"It means that your brother believes he is in love with that bastard," Matthew replied as he answered Im Yong Soo's question.
"But why?" this time it was Meimei who asked the question. Matthew just smiled at the 12 year old girl.
"Stockholm syndrome, or capture-bonding, is a psychological phenomenon in which hostages express empathy and have positive feelings towards their captors, sometimes to the point of defending them. These feelings are generally considered irrational in light of the danger or risk endured by the victims, who essentially mistake a lack of abuse fro
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America's hand finally came out of the box and it was holding a white cloth handkerchief. Some countries looked relieved at not being chosen, others were trying to figure out who it belonged to. And yet there were others who already knew who it belonged to and were searching around for the person that at the same time gave out a sigh before standing up.
"Looks like you are the first person!"
"Shut up you bloody wanker!" England snapped as he took his handkerchief back from America.
"Now put your hand in the box and choose who is going to accompany you to the closet!" At that remark a lot of the other nations immediately looked worried again.
Looks like they forgot that they are still in danger of being chosen
England sighed before putting his hand in the box and he began feeling around. His hand touched something that felt smooth and cold. Curious, he wrapped his hand around it and pulled it out.
This feels heavy. England looked at the item that he had chosen. It was a fa
Ward Room 305Fandom: HetaliaWard Room 305 in General Fiction More Like This
Title: Ward Room 305
Pairings: AsaKiku (main one), and other minor ones
Warnings: Character Death, Mention and Hints of Rape, Blood and Gore, Twisted and Dark Story Plot Line, and No Happy Ending (for those people that love them)
Summary: In a rainy town demons whisper 'Ranbara, Ranbara, Ranbara' searching for what they have lost. A flower shop protects from the rain. The owner goes 'Ranbara, Ranbara, Ranbara.' And he disappears, and he disappears. 'Hey, where are you hiding' Just as you breathe 'Roujira, Roujira, Roujira.' They don't notice. They don't notice.
Chapter 1: The Patient
Chapter 2: The Demon
The Ninja and the Pirate Ch. 01"Have you heard about the 'ghost ship' from the east?" Arthur turned as he overheard some sailors talking as he headed back to his ship.The Ninja and the Pirate Ch. 01 in General Fiction More Like This
"No. I don't recall having heard of it."
"You are talking about the black ship from the eastern empire?" Arthur asked as he approached the men, who turned around to stare at him.
"Yes that one. Have you ever seen it?" asked the leader of the group.
"I have once, but it was a couple years ago. For what I remember it belongs to the emperor of the eastern lands." Arthur replied as he sat down on a crate opposite the leader. "Do you know anything about it?"
"That I do. But tell me, what is your interest in the black ship?"
"To put it simply someone on that ship is in a big debt with me. And any information you can give me will be very useful."
The leader grinned. "Well, well. Now I know who you are. You are Captain Arthur Kirkland, the King of the Western Seas. You and a bunch of others were defeated by the black ship, but you are one of the few that actu
Fear GardenFear Garden in General Fiction More Like This
Title: Fear Garden
Pairings: AsaKiku (main one), FrUk, AmeriCan
Warnings: Character Death, blood and gore, out of character characters, violence, suspense, horror, romance, mystery, sex(???), Yaoi, hentai, and a twisted and dark story
Summary: There's a killer going around, and this person rips people's arms off in order to plant them as pretty flowers. Arthur is a freshman in college, and Kiku is a florist who sells the most beautiful flowers in the world. The killer appears to have no pattern in which he chooses his victims. Two accidents happen that gets the hunt going more intensely than before. But when something happens the hunt becomes desperate as the police try to get the killer...
Status: Ongoing (again...)
Chapter 1: Fear Garden
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Title: The Ninja and the Pirate
Pairings: AsaKiku (main one), RoChu, and others
Warnings; Suspense, character death, possible out of character characters, violence, torture, yaoi, hentai, rape
Summary: Arthur Kirkland is the King of the Western Sea. For the past four years he has been searching the seas for the masked captain of the 'ghost ship.' Kiku is one of the captains of the black fleet of the eastern empire. What shall happen when their paths cross?
Chapter 1: The Ship
Chapter 2: That Voice...
Chapter 3: The Tiger's Ship
APH: 7 Minutes in Heaven: AMERIPANAPH: 7 Minutes in Heaven: AMERIPAN in General Fiction More Like This
America reached in and started searching around. After a while he pulled his hand back out.
"Interesting! Japan you are up." America said as he held up an iron fan. Japan sighed and stood up and took his fan away from America. Then he tentatively reached into the box. After blindly searching around for a bit he grasped something that felt like a rectangular cloth. Curious he pulled it out and immediately put on a poker face.
The cloth was actually a tri-colored flag. But instead of being horizontally or vertically split it had thirteen red and white stripes. And on one of the top corners there was a blue square with fifty white stars on it.
"Alright! Looks like you chose the hero!" America shouted as he grabbed Japan and practically dragged him into the closet before closing the closet door behind him.
"Be careful Amerika-san," Japan spoke as the closet door closed. "I could have accidently cut you with the tessen."
"Huh? How could you have cut me with the fan?"
"It's made out of iron
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Three Years Ago
Voices… I can hear a lot of voices. But I can't tell what they are saying… Why is it so cold?
Kiku slowly opened his eyes and sleepily glanced at the door. The room was once more covered in a blanket of darkness. Apart from the comforting darkness the room was colder than usual. Kiku winced when he tried to move, the blankets and pillows provided some warmth to his cold skin. That and the fact that his body ached, slowly brought back the events from the night before to his sleep clouded mind.
He noticed that the bastard had not shackled him after last night's activities. He winced as he forced himself to move in order to dislodge one of the blankets that was under need him in order to wrap it around himself. He snuggled into it as he struggled to get warm. He knew it was still winter and he wondered why the heat wasn't on like it usually was.
He was dis
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Three Years Ago
"Im Yong Soo, please take Kaoru and Meimei upstairs. There's some stuff I need to discuss with Ivan."
"Yes, Yao-nii. Come on you two, we better get started on our homework." Im Yong Soo said as he ushered them upstairs leaving Yao alone in the living room with Ivan.
The three children grabbed their stuff and went into Im Yong Soo's room in order to work on their homework together. Eventually Meimei sighed and put her pencil down.
"What's going on? Why isn't Kiku-nii home yet?"
"We don't know Meimei. We are in the dark as well." Kaoru replied as he looked up from his math textbook.
"The only thing I know is he didn't come to school today," Im Yong Soo said as he flipped a page of his Biology textbook.
"What do you mean he didn't come to school today?" Im Yong Soo looked up from his notes as his younger siblings were staring at him in shock. "Kiku-nii is not capable of di
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"I already told them so I am going to tell you now. He didn't kidnap me. I went with him willingly. What part of that don't you people understand?" Kiku said as he crossed his arms and glared at the person in front of him. The cops had sent him to a psychiatrist to 'help' him. He was annoyed that his nii-san seemed to be doing everything that they wanted.
Asa... you were right. They already brainwashed my siblings and everyone that you supposedly kidnapped me.
"We are just trying to help you Kiku."
"And I already told you people I don't need any help!"
"Okay then. What do you want?"
"Huh?" Kiku blinked at the person in surprise. So far none of the others had asked him that question. He blankly stared at the psychiatrist, unsure of how to answer.
"Let me rephrase the question then. What is it that you want to do Kiku? Forget about what everyone wishes for yo
APH- Asakiku ch. 1"Bloody hell, when the hell is that git going to get here..." The British teenager spun around in an effort to gain some warmth in the cold winter night. Snow had not begun falling yet but there had been almost torrential rain and it had frozen on the road, making people more accident-prone than usual. He sighed and shivered, shoving his hands deeper in his pockets and looking up and down the road.APH- Asakiku ch. 1 in General Fiction More Like This
He heard a faint noise from the woods behind him and turned warily, expecting a dog or something to jump out at him. When nothing happened Arthur turned back around- then he heard another noise and spun back around. His heart sped up slightly and he took a deep breath before peering round the trees. He scanned the ground. Nothing but dark, dark, red and white, dark- wait what?!
Arthur stumbled forward cautiously, kneeling by the patch of white. He reached his fingers out and felt something soft... like fur, but it was different-
The thing on the ground groaned.
Arthur let out an unmanly sque
APH- I'm used to it"Yo, short-ass!" Kiku didn't bother looking up as he was 'called', feeling the large shadow of an American loom over him. "Oi! I'm talking to you, midget!"APH- I'm used to it in General Fiction More Like This
Kiku sighed, still staring down at his lunch in his lap. He sat alone at the edge of the lunch hall, often just on a chair as all tables were taken by groups of people.
"Yes, and I'm not listening." He replied quietly, continuing eating.
"Ooh, trying to be a smartass are you?" Alfred sneered from above him. "Lets see how smart you are now!" He turned, grabbing a bottle of juice from behind him and dumping the contents onto Kiku's head.
Laughter erupted from most of the lunch hall as Kiku inwardly sighed, his hair now sticky and dripping wet and his lunch ruined. Alfred roared with laughter and swaggered off, his 'posse' following him. Matthew, Alfred's twin brother, shot him an apologetic look before following him.
Kiku stood, dumping his ruined food into the bin before walking out of the lunch hall, following his usual route to the
APH- Asakiku ch. 2"So... what're we gonna do with him?" Alfred leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, staring at his room mate and the boy on the bed. He was still dressed in his torn and stained clothes but, since entering the house, his cheeks had regained a small amount of colour and he was slightly warmer than before.APH- Asakiku ch. 2 in General Fiction More Like This
"I don't know... I suppose we should... get him changed before he wakes up..." Arthur blushed and stared out at the window at the night sky.
Alfred laughed. "Ooh, you've taken a fancy to him already?" He teased. Arthur spun round.
"Shut up! I have not! Do we have any clothes that'll fit him?" He glared at the other teenager, who thought for a second.
"I think both of ours'll be too big... How about Peter's?" Arthur's younger brother often came to stay with them (much to their annoyance) and left his clothes there because he either forgot or wanted to annoy both of them.
"Okay, you go get some." Alfred nodded and exited the room to get the clothes as Arthur started working
Americas poemAmericas poemAmericas poem in General Fiction More Like This
YO DUDES! I was told to write a poem or something. So at first I was like "no way!" but then England was all like "I knew you couldn't do it" so I was like "I so can!" and that's why I'm writing this poem!
A is for America (The hero of course)
M is for music (I totally love this stuff!)
E is for England (He's kinda like my dad but I don't love him!)
R is for revolution (. . . It's a big word! )
I is for independence (I clamed this from England)
C is for Canadia (My younger brother of something )
A is for AH HA HA HA HAAAA~! (The worlds best laugh)
TA-DAH~! That's some awesome American poetry! Yeah! I told England I could do it.
Darkness in the Soul"Germany come oonnnnn, we're gonna be late!" Italy whined, tugging at Germany's sleeve.Darkness in the Soul in General Fiction More Like This
"Italy, if we leave now we'll be one hour early. Can't you count?"
"... Huh?" Germany sighed. He and Italy were going to Kiku's house to help him clear some of the stuff he had collected over the years.
"OK, if you really want to, we can leave now and get some food on the way." "Really Germany? Yay thank you!~" As they left the house Germany noticed some dark clouds gathering overhead, but took no further notice of it.
When they reached Kiku's house the first drops of rain started to fall. Germany was worried about Italy getting ill again, so he picked him up and ran to the front door. It was unlocked so Germany just slid it open and stepped inside. The house was dark and quiet with no signs of life. Germany stepped into the front room.
"Kiku? Are you there?" A scuffling sound from one of the back rooms startled Italy and Germany. They went into the room and saw Kiku, asleep on the floor with Pochi
A Wish Come TrueSakura Honda stretched and smiled as the sunlight through the window reached her face. She opened her sparkling brown eyes and rolled onto her side. She could hear the birds cheeping lazily from outside, and her dog Pochi pawing at the door. "Mmm... what a lovely day..." She got off up of her bed and walked to the door, letting Pochi in. He started jumping around excitedly, yipping and running in circles. Sakura laughed at him, and made her way to the kitchen to get breakfast and feed her pets. She walked down the hallway, Pochi by her side. She walked into the kitchen- and someone tackled her.A Wish Come True in General Fiction More Like This
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAKURA-CHAAAAAAAAAN!!!" Sakura spluttered as someone's hair was shoved in her face.
"D- Daisy-san? What are you-"
"Daisy! Get off of Sakura!" Sakura heard a deep voice call from behind of the Italian girl. Daisy jumped up and beamed.
"I'm sorry Ludwig! Its just I was excited for her~" Sakura got up slowly.
"My... birthday... Oh yes!" She had completely forgotten it was her birthd
APH- Asakiku ch. 3"... Welcome to the news at ten. Today's top headlines: a massive pileup near the main highway has caused several smaller collisions and almost complete gridlock. The vehicles involved were..." Arthur glanced at the TV as he sipped his morning tea, scanning the newspaper. Alfred was upstairs, still asleep, and the boy they'd found last night was probably still unconscious. When Arthur had **ahem** changed him, (his face turned pink at the mere thought), he had discovered several gashes and cuts along his body, with one particularly bad fresh gash on his left shoulder. It was odd, almost as if something had skimmed it. His face-plate-thing was also very strange, and upon closer inspection it looked like it literally had been welded to his face, he had traced the edges with his fingers tentatively, but it showed no sign of coming off.APH- Asakiku ch. 3 in General Fiction More Like This
"In other news, police are on the lookout for fifteen-year old Kiku Honda, who disappeared early last night after getting home. His guardians say that it i
APH- Asakiku ch. 9Kiku sighed as he approached his aunt and uncle's house alone. Yao had disappeared off to his friend's house, leaving Kiku to go home alone.APH- Asakiku ch. 9 in General Fiction More Like This
He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out his home key, unlocking the door and stepping inside.
"Kiku, come here." His aunt's stern voice called from the front room. He sighed silently and braced himself before walking into the room.
"Yes?" His aunt barely looked at him before throwing a thick file at him. He caught it in one hand at ease while still staring at his aunt.
"New mission for you, I want him gone with no traces by tomorrow, and NO mishaps like last time. Understood?" She didn't even look at him.
"Perfectly." He replied monotonously, bowing to her and leaving the room. He flicked through the file when he reached his cupboard of a room and took in everything in it within seconds.
"... I'll be busy tonight."
A large yawn escaped from Arthur's mouth as he leaned against his locker, closing it with his back and scratching the back of his
TranquillitySakura and Heracles trudged up the grassy hill, trying to find a good spot to sit down.Tranquillity in General Fiction More Like This
"Ah... how about here?" Sakura asked quietly. Heracles scanned the ground quickly, then nodded. He sat on the ground with a loud thump, the kitten on his head purring in it's sleep. Sakura sat next to him, placing the cat she had been carrying on her lap. She looked over at her Greek friend, who had suddenly laid down on the ground with the cat on his chest.
"Look..." He murmured, pointing at the sky. Sakura hesitated, then lay back next to him. "That... cloud looks like a cat face..."
The small Japanese girl looked up and saw the cloud he had been pointing at. She giggled.
"Yes... and there's the ears and tail!" She pointed at the sky. They laughed, then their arms dropped.
Everything was peaceful; the cats were asleep, and soon their owners would follow.
Soul of a Kitsune- 9 tailsJapan walked through the long, narrow, dark hallway, unsure of where he was or where he was headed. He kept passing more and more doors, some white, some black, all with chains on. He started thinking he heard footsteps behind him, getting faster and faster. He started to run. He heard the footsteps quicken behind him, he ran faster. He started stumbling over the earth ground, until he saw a grey door with no chains on. He grabbed the handle, yanked the door open and bolted inside. He slammed the door shut, shut his eyes and leant against it, panting. He heard the footsteps slow, then stop. He turned and opened his eyes- and his heart skipped a beat.Soul of a Kitsune- 9 tails in General Fiction More Like This
He was standing on a massive round platform with huge lines etching it. He could see a huge nine- tailed Kitsune, rearing on it's hind legs, roaring at the full moon. He could see a small figure in front of it, clutching it's shoulder, glaring at the fox. The Kitsune landed on all fours with a huge 'thump' and growled at the fig
"G-good ice cream, r-right?"Arthur smiled and leaned over to carefully wipe off a tiny spot of chocolate ice cream off of Kiku's cheek. Kiku smiled sweetly as thanks."G-good ice cream, r-right?" in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Thank you, Arthur, but you didn't have to do that " he murmured, his cheeks going a little pink. "You know I didn't want you to be doing that kind of stuff when we're in public like this It's disrespectful."
Arthur smiled and nodded once, patting Kiku's shoulder.
"Sorry," he said brightly. "I forgot. And by the way, your English is getting much better."
Kiku's cheeks went very pink now. He knew his English wasn't very good, Arthur was just trying to make him feel better And it worked
Kiku, trying his hardest not to show his teeth as he smiled, craned his neck down to spoon some of his ice cream into his mouth. Arthur smiled and nearly laughed at this sight - Kiku, shoving ice cream into his face. It was hilariously cute. Well, everything and anything Kiku did was extremely cute to Arthur. Especially the way he licks his rosy
The SurpriseKiku slipped his finger through the loop of his tightly-folded tie, pulling on it absentmindedly as he stared around the sharp corner of the wall, at a certain oblivious blond. Kiku watched with curious eyes as he conversed with his ally, talking about things Kiku couldn't make out. As the blonde waved his hand and said a farewell, he turned around to stride toward the turn of the wall, making Kiku gasp and shoot down the hall.The Surprise in Fan Fiction More Like This
Arthur blinked a couple of times as he stared at Kiku, the dark-haired one looking down at his feet and refusing to avert his eyes. Arthur tapped Kiku's shoulder, but even so, he wouldn't look up.
"What did you need help with, Kiku?" Arthur asked quizzically, still a little confused. "Everything okay?"
Kiku's eyes suddenly shot up to Arthur's, but just as quickly, they fell to the ground.
"Y-yes, I need help with something " Kiku replied quietly.
"I know that," Arthur sighed. "What is it that you need help with?"
Kiku looked to the side, trying to find th
Where do Babies Come From?Yao gently ran his fingers over and through the young Kiku's soft hair absentmindedly as he looked up into the moonlight-filled night sky. It was so beautiful out tonight And what better way to spend it than cuddling your baby brother in your lap and looking up at the stars from your porch.Where do Babies Come From? in General Fiction More Like This
It was perfect.
Yao lifted Kiku slightly and hugged him against his chest now. He reached up and pinched Kiku's adorable baby fat, earning him a distressed whine from the infant. Yao laughed cheerfully and slowly released his cheek, kissing the spot he had pinched.
"I'm sorry, Kiku," he smiled softly, nuzzling the tip of his nose into Kiku's hair. "You're just so cute and chubby and adorable! Like a little baby panda ~"
Kiku whimpered a little, not liking the idea of being compared to a panda. He wasn't all that chubby And it was just baby fat! Not actual fat
Yao calmed down a bit after a while and gently kissed Kiku's temple, looking back up at the sky. He sat the infant on h
A Cry for HelpWhy can't anyone hear me? Or can everyone hear me and they all refuse to respond to me? Will I ever know? Will I ever get out of here?A Cry for Help in General Fiction More Like This
He didn't know how many hours he had been sealed in that nick in the wall. That boy he was friends with Well, he supposed they weren't friends anymore. But that Feliciano fellow. Feliciano grabbed him and shoved him into the small square of space in the wall. He drugged him first, though - of course. He sat him in the small space, and started to create a wall of bricks and cement so he was stuck.
Can anyone here me? I don't know how long I've been in here, but I'm scared! Please? Please? Can someone come and get me out of here? I'm scared Please?
But no one ever came. No one would, either. It was a sealed fate. Kiku was to die behind that wall.
Please? I'm scared! I want to get out.
A cold cheek pressed into the cool gray brick. A soft smile spread across pink lips.
"It's okay to be scared. Don't worry
Where's Japan?"Alright-" England started, screeching his chair closer to the table. He quickly glanced down at this assembled papers to refresh his memory of the first discussion of the agenda, then looked back up and smiled a little. "So, first of all, we were going to discuss the issue of Ah- yes, Italy 'borrowing' too much oil from Russia."Where's Japan? in Fan Fiction More Like This
All eyes averted to Italy as he looked up from twiddling his thumbs in his lap. He blinked a couple of times and turned to Germany in a panic.
"G-Germany !" Italia stuttered nervously, shifting himself to be closer to Germany, without getting out of his chair. Germany looked at him with an annoyed eye and, chronologically, he scooted away. "Th-they're staring at me ! It's scary !"
Germany rolled his eyes as he looked Italy up and down. Was he not listening at all? Even when they were talking about him?
"You took too much oil from Russia without paying him back," Germany told him delicately, a quiet gasp of shock coming from Italy. "Everyth
Canada's BirthdayMatthew slammed his telephone onto the receiver. He clamped his fingers into fists and stared at the ground in anger as his breath quickened.Canada's Birthday in General Fiction More Like This
"My own brother didn't even remember!" he growled. "I can't believe this! I depend on one person to remember my birthday, and he draws a blank when I call him. This happens every year! Everyone loves and celebrates his birthday, but no one even knows when mine is!"
Matthew let out another loud grunt and stomped toward the front door. "If no one wants me, I'll just leave!"
He snatched his jacket off the arm of the couch and threw open the door. Just as he stepped forward to barrel out of the house, a rather familiar man standing at the door prevented him. Matthew gasped and looked up at him in shock, frustrated tears in the corners of his eyes. Gilbert looked down at him, slightly surprised he had been in such a hurry to get out of the house. What had shocked Matthew the most was what Gilbert had been holding in his hands.
Gilbert slowly ha
At SunsetLovino lay sprawled on the lumpy old green couch, his legs dangling over the arm. He let out a soft sigh through his nose, wishing he had something better to do than watch the kid shows on the television. Nothing better than Dora the Explorer was on. He thought he could learn a little Spanish while he was at it, as well.At Sunset in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of jiggling car and house keys rang from behind the front door. Lovino quickly sat up, stared at the door for a moment, and then picked up the clicker to change the channel on the television. He stammered to get the TV to a news channel before Antonio walked through the door. He had two armfuls of shopping bags and a big grin.
"Hola, mi tomate!" Antonio smiled brightly. Lovino gave him less than a wave before laying back down and staring at the TV. "I have a surprise for you!"
Lovino glanced up at him. "Eh?"
Antonio disappeared into the kitchen. Lovino could hear his voice echoing through the house. "I have a very fun surprise planned! I figured
Christmas KissesAlfred has watched Arthur walk about the house for days. He was putting up the winter decorations and whenever he did, he was very precise about where to put certain ribbons and how to pin up certain lights. At one point toward the beginning of the decorating montage, Arthur had inquired where one of the plastic candy canes should go. Alfred suggested over the fireplace, but quickly regretted it as Arthur went full-speed into a lecture about how candy canes only belong over the doorways and hanging on the Christmas tree.Christmas Kisses in General Fiction More Like This
He never understood why Arthur always acted like this. And it wasn't was like when decorating for Thanksgiving, or Valentine's Day, or even Halloween. No, Arthur only went crazy when Christmas and the cold months came around. It was a sight to see.
The interesting thing was that Arthur never put up mistletoe. In the many years Alfred had lived with him, even as a child, he never saw one cluster of mistletoe. Alfred had tried to figure out why he would never put i
The Gauken Brawl for Love - 1They were trouble, Alfred and Link. If you walked within twenty feet of the two, you'd get a spitball to the back of the head or weird noises with every step you took. They were inseparable friends - nearly brothers. The two did everything together, from changing their grades in the principal's office together to eating lunch together. Alfred and Link were closer than any set of twins - in fact, Alfred was closer to Link than he was to his own twin brother, Matthew.The Gauken Brawl for Love - 1 in General Fiction More Like This
"D-dude " Alfred laughed breathlessly, leaning against the giggling Link as they sat in their shared desk. "Th-throw one at Matt " Alfred had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.
Link snickered and balled up a piece of binder paper, taking dead aim at the back of Matthew's head. Link bent his arm back and chucked the wadded up paper at Matthew. A loud whine of distress left Matthew's lips as he grabbed the back of his head and turned to glare at they two as they laughed out loud now, nearly falling o
The Gauken Brawl for Love - 2Soren regretted inviting Pit over to help them pick outfits for his and Kiku's double date. Regardless of the age difference, Soren and Pit were close friends, despite the elder's (horrible) enthusiasm for their relationship. Pit was so energetic and full of life, while the third-years were nearly the exact opposite.The Gauken Brawl for Love - 2 in General Fiction More Like This
They should have expected Ike to be there as well. Pit never wanted to be away from Ike, even though he was a first-year, and Ike a third. They really did have a nice bond, but sometimes Pit was a bit too clingy.
Pit walked up to Soren's house on Ike's shoulders thirty minutes before they had to leave. Kiku was on edge, fearing they would be late. As soon as the youth arrived, Kiku and Soren started fuming and raging. Pit just ignored them, going straight to Soren's bedroom to go through his closet and his drawers.
Kiku and Soren followed, plopping onto his big bed as they ranted. Ike calmly leaned against the doorway and glanced around Soren's smallish room as Pit started
Marry Me'Lovino, ¿te casarás con el jefe cuando te hagas mayor, no?'Marry Me in Romance More Like This
The Italian teen scowled, walking with his hands jammed into his coat pockets as he continued down the snowy street. The memory of his boss’ words had brought no comfort to him; if anything, they had soured his mood all the more. “What was the hell was that bastard thinking?” he muttered to himself. His face darkened with the easily identifiable red of a deepening blush. “Stupid. You can’t ask a kid something like that.”
Lovino startled, whipping around and looking at the smiling man. His surprise changed swiftly to outrage. “Hey, what do you think you’re doing, following me like that?! Fucking pervert!”
Antonio just smiled brighter than ever. “Oh don’t be like that, Lovi! Boss just wanted to make sure you was okay. You’ve been upset about something for so long now.”
“I-!” Lovino looked hurrie
Visability“Ciao! Is this seat taken?”Visability in Romance More Like This
Matthew squeaked a little when he heard the Italian’s cheerful voice directly behind him. He turned in his seat so quickly that he knocked over his juice, causing it to spill all over the table.
Feliciano quickly pounced on the mess, using his shirt to wipe up the liquid.
“Y-You don’t need to do that!” the Canadian stammered, flustered. “It was my fault; I’m the one that spilled it. So… um… I should be the one to clean it up.”
“But I’m the one that startled you. You wouldn’t have spilled the drink otherwise.”
“But your shirt…!”
The Italian just laughed as he finished cleaning up the spill. Stepping away from the table, he rang out his now stained shirt over the cafeteria floor. “It’s just juice. It’ll wash out.”
‘Actually, grape juice doesn’t wash out,’ Matthew thought to himself guiltily. But he decided
InvisibilityIt was annoying, really, that Matthew Williams could be forgotten time and time again, but could never disappear when the bullies decided to pick on him.Invisibility in Romance More Like This
The young Canadian held his glasses protectively to his chest, fearing that otherwise they’d be broken. It wouldn’t be the first time; the fragile frames always seemed to be the target of fists. Cruel laughter greeted him from every angle. He refused to cry, refused to show any weakness, not in that way.
Not that there was any truth to his desire to ‘remain strong’. He wasn’t strong to begin with. He never had been. Never would be. Alfred was the strong one, not him.
A tear escaped him.
Suddenly a loud voice interrupted the mocking laughter. “Hey!” The shout was loud, angry, rang with a shockingly strong foreign accent. “You leave him alone!”
The first of the bullies glared at the approaching Italian. “Or what?”
Feliciano put his hands up, closing them into fists.
Red VelvetMatteu froze, fork already halfway to his mouth before he let it clatter back to his plate. He stared in shock at the boy sitting on the opposite end of the restaurant. More specifically, at his plate.Red Velvet in Romance More Like This
The younger country sat alone, and the stares of the other customers were clearly getting to him. He sank lower in his seat, wondering why the one time he wanted to be invisible, he couldn’t disappear from the public’s eye.
Before the Canadian sat a plate that was stacked high with a fresh pile of crimson breakfast.
Onlookers pretended to chat about typical things such as the weather or the latest hockey game. But their eyes really lingered on Matthew. They hid snickers behind their hands, and they didn’t do a very good job of it.
Matthew sank lower than ever, still trying – unsuccessfully – to hide. He pushed his glasses against the bridge of his nose, then took them off to nervously clean them. His fork lay to the side of his plate, forgotten for the momen
Sleeping Beside YouEngland had been sleeping peacefully when the cold hand startled him awake. He sat up and looked around wildly into the darkness of his room. Blinked, and stared for a moment at the man beside the bed. Lay back down with a sigh. “America,” he asked tiredly, “what are you doing here?”Sleeping Beside You in Romance More Like This
The younger country fidgeted awkwardly. “I… um…”
He continued to watch him for a moment longer before realization struck him. “… You had another one of your nightmares, didn’t you?”
America looked away. “I… um…” was all he could manage.
England sighed again, sitting up and moving to one side of the bed. “Well I suppose you can stay here the night,” he told the shaking country.
The words were barely out of his mouth before America flung himself onto the bed – nearly catapulting England out of it – and buried himself under the blanket. The two countries lay in silence for a long time;
Working TogetherAntonio looked anxiously at the boy that sat across from him.Working Together in Romance More Like This
The boy hadn’t moved; his arms were still folded across his chest, a scowl still lingered on his lips, he still looked at the ground, away from the Spaniard. He had been like that since he had sat down. And that was over an hour ago.
Even so, Antonio cleared his throat awkwardly and tried to start a conversation with the silent Italian. “So… um… you’re a first year, right?”
He mumbled something.
Antonio frowned slightly, losing his typical smile for a split second. “Er, sorry… what? I didn’t quite catch that…”
The boy looked up. Glared at him. “I said that we need to get to work,” he growled. “We can chat later.”
The Spaniard held his hands up in a surrender. “O-Okay, sure.” He glanced down at the supplies that rested on the table before them. “So… We need to make a poster, right?”
A curt nod.
Ameripan: Cliche and Love~“What about having them get married and then they'd--”Ameripan: Cliche and Love~ in Romance More Like This
“HAHAHAHA!! Okay okay, then how about he's a secret agent, and then the other finds out and--”
“NO, THIS THEN!!! They're on a romantic cruise, just the two of them, and--”
“Come ON Japan, dude! You shoot down all my killer ideas! Why'd you even ask me for hero story ideas if you hate them all???”
Japan sighed. America was indeed right: why had he asked his innocent boyfriend about something so trivial? Then again, he was the one that initiated all their sexual acts with each other, so he wasn't completely devoid of mature, or rather intimate, ideas in that brain of his.
“Werl, it wourldn't be so bad...it's just...I rearly want this to be speciarl, or rather, unique. It needs to be creative so it'rl be perfect. Being too criche wirl make it not very good.”
America pouted, puffing his cheeks o