Dog TagsI am always by his side,
the man's, whose name I bear.
I am the first thing he touches
when he wakes up,
and the last before he falls asleep.
I can always hear his heartbeat
drumming away beneath his skin.
so hot and fiery from adrenaline,
so tan and warm from the sun.
He clutches me tightly as the bullets fall around us
and prays to God.
But I know he is praying to me.
He kisses me tightly for good luck,
as he has always done before a charge.
Blood splatters against me
and he carefully wipes it away the moment he finds cover.
His fingertips are cool against my face,
his blue eyes probing as he searches for the last droplet of foreign life
marring the etches of my cool form.
I see his comrades fall around him.
But he is untouched.
Perhaps God has listened after all.
Or perhaps it was my doing.
His guardian angel, keeping him from harm.
But perhaps I am exaggerating.
Or perhaps not.
Medals will try to take my place,
gold and silver and shimmery on the outside of his uniform.
Not Forgotten (FrUK)Arthur didn't bother celebrating his birthday anymore. There was no point- even if he announced it, people didn't remember. Or they didn't care. Whichever. So the blond Englishman always spent the evening of April 23rd curled up on his bed, watching shows on his laptop and nursing a small bottle of alcohol.Not Forgotten (FrUK) in Romance More Like This
He didn't expect his twenty-third birthday, his senior year of university, to be different. He finished all of his work by five and then proceeded to flop onto the bed with some Earl Grey. It was tea now; he'd move up to rum or whiskey at around eight. When the knocking came at six, at first he didn't hear it because he just didn't expect anyone to come around visiting him.
But visit him someone had come, and the incessant knocking only got louder as time went on, until at last Arthur took notice of it. He paused the episode of Merlin he was currently on and got up, almost stepping in one of the many empty teacups already littering the floor around his bed.
"Francis?" Arthur asked w
Don't Judge Cats (USUK)"Sacrebleu, that has to be the ugliest cat I've ever seen in my life!" Francis proclaimed, staring with drunken frustration at the drenched orange and white Scottish Fold huddled up close by a dumpster.Don't Judge Cats (USUK) in Romance More Like This
He, Gilbert, Antonio, and a slightly unwilling Alfred had gone out for a few drinks and now they were going home. The Frenchman was close friends with the German and the Spaniard, and the American had tagged along for distraction. It had started raining during their drinking, and none of them had an umbrella.
"Oh Gott, you're right!" Gilbert, the drunkest of the quartet, stumbled up to it and prodded it unceremoniously with his boot. Being so drunk, the nudge turned out harder than he intended.
The cat came to life with a yowl, and it huddled even closer to the dumpster. It was soaked through completely and its fur was matted.
Antonio snickered at it along with the other two, but Alfred stayed silent. The American's blue eyes were locked with the cat's impossibly green one
An Unusual Bouquet (USUK)As soon as Alfred saw the bouquet, he knew he had to get it for Arthur. His English boyfriend would most likely murder him in a very painful and possibly public way, but he couldn't resist getting it. He found it online, but luckily there were still two weeks to Valentine's Day so there was only a slim chance that it wouldn't get there on time.An Unusual Bouquet (USUK) in Romance More Like This
He quickly ordered it and then sat back in his wheely chair, spinning on it triumphantly. He got dizzy after a while so he stopped, but the grin stayed on his face. He deleted his browser history, knowing that Arthur might check it later. Then he had over half an hour to kill before Arthur came home and upon some consideration decided to just make dinner to save them some time later.
He had just finished setting the table and had put the kettle on when he heard the door open and close. "Artie!" he cried, whirling to face him with a smile.
"Good evening, Alfred." Arthur responded, setting down his messenger bag and hanging up his coat before movi
Aftermath (FrUK)When Arthur saw the new suit with a note attached to it, he was suspicious. When he read said note, his suspicions were confirmed.Aftermath (FrUK) in Romance More Like This
Dear Mr. Kirkland,
it has been brought to my attention that our relations with the French Republic
could be brushed up on. Therefore, you have been scheduled for a dinner
with Mr. Bonnefoy tonight at 20:00 at Les Deux Salons. Wear this. Regards,
the Minister of Foreign Relations
Arthur stared down at the note for a moment, not quite able to believe what he had just read. He went over the words again, and then a third time. They didn't change or magically disappear. Checking his watch, he realized it was just after 18:00. He took the suit and note inside, immediately making his way over to where his wall phone was.
"Minister of Foreign Relations' office." the secretary said cheerfully.
"This is Arthur Kirkland speaking. Put me through immediately." Arthur snapped.
The secretary was slow to react. "Mr. Kirkland, he is in an important meeting at
Britannia's Mistake Ch.1 (USUK)Arthur woke up to a massive hangover. That in itself wasn't really either surprising or troubling. However, the cool air on his bare skin had the potential of being problematic. Although he was tangled up in his sheets, something felt off. Even in his hazy mind he could find no recollection of taking his clothes off, and there was no one else in his bed.Britannia's Mistake Ch.1 (USUK) in Romance More Like This
Moaning, he turned onto his side, his hands brushing against some of the fabric covering him. It was...smooth and silky, much softer than his sheets ever were, and most likely ever would be. He stiffened.
It couldn't be.
He hadn't drunk that much, had he? And yet, it was. He was wearing a toga.
Cursing, he sprang up and ran to the nearest mirror to verify his explanation. And sure enough, as he rose he felt a weight on his back. Tilting his head to the side, he caught glimpse of feathers. Then he was in front of his bathroom mirror, where he groaned.
Problematic indeed. The toga settled gracefully around his body as he stood there,
Not Quite Straight (USUK)There was nothing wrong with being straight and working at a gay bar. That's what Alfred F. Jones told himself as he walked into the job interview. He needed the job (or rather the money he'd make from it), and besides, he liked the bar atmosphere. And the fact that it was a gay bar well, he was sure he could handle it.Not Quite Straight (USUK) in Romance More Like This
"They will hit on you." the bar owner, and Englishman in his late forties, warned. He was a bit skeptical about the whole situation, but the young man before him didn't seem daunted.
"That's fine, I won't mind." Alfred replied, shrugging easily.
"Are you sure, lad?" the owner asked. "How old are you, anyhow?"
"I'm nineteen, sir." Alfred gave him a small salute. "I'll be turning twenty in July. Don't worry about experience, I have that."
The owner raised an eyebrow. "Isn't the drinking age in America twenty-one?"
Alfred grinned. "I didn't drink. I jus served 'em. I don't drink at all. Heroes haveta be at the top of their game always, y'know?"
"I see. Why don't you come b
A Day Out (FrUK)England sat alone at his table in his study, piles of paperwork surrounding him on all sides. It was barely 7:30 in the morning, and yet the green-eyed nation was already hard at work, and had been for the past hour or so. And there was still so much to do. Judging from the stacks, he would be sitting at the desk all day and well into the night.A Day Out (FrUK) in Romance More Like This
He thought he heard the front door open and then close softly, but he dismissed it as a trick of his mind and took another sip of tea. The door to his study was open, however, so he didn't hear the soft steps of the other person in the room until said person placed a hand on his shoulder and laid a single rose on top of the form he was currently filling out. England went stiff as the person leaned close to him.
"Bonjour, Angleterre." a smooth, accented voice whispered into his ear.
England shot up immediately, spinning around to face the other country. "France, you bloody frog, what the hell are you doing here?!" he snapped, rubbing at h
Frozen (USUK)(there's a bit of language but not much so I don't wanna put a warning on it)Frozen (USUK) in Romance More Like This
Alfred woke up in the middle of the night, freezing. He lay in his bed for a few minutes, shivering, until a particularly large shudder drove him to action. He jumped up, cursing at the temperature, and dashed to the hall to get extra blankets. He grabbed three and then bolted back to his bed. He flung the blankets over the existing covers and shimmied into another pair of fuzzy pajama pants before burrowing under the mass. He was still cold and shivering at first, but a few minutes later he warmed up a bit and fell asleep.
The morning wasn't much better. By that time it was nice and toasty under the covers and Alfred basked in it for a while before finally going out. When he did, the cold hit him like a punch to the stomach.
"Frick frick fucking shit it's cold!"
He darted over to his closet and flung out a pair of warm pants and a long-sleeved shirt. Then he dove back under the covers for another minu
Small Problems Ch.1 (USUK)Arthur dropped the final ingredient into the simmering clear potion. The lock of blond hair fell from his palm and disappeared with a soft plop.Small Problems Ch.1 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Finally, America, you'll see." he muttered to himself as he heaved the pot off of the flame and set it down on the cool stone floor of his basement. He then went upstairs and grabbed the old-looking phone off of its hook. He dialed, and waited for someone to pick up.
Alfred whipped out his phone, quickly throwing it in between his shoulder and ear, as he started to madly press on the buttons of his Xbox.
"Y'eeeeeeeello?" he replied, as an explosion sounded loudly in the background.
"Alfred, at least greet someone properly over the phone if you cannot do it in person!" Arthur snapped.
"What!? Dude, i said 'hi,' what else 'ya want?!" Another explosion sounded, and some gunshots as Alfred cursed loudly.
Pinching his nose, Arthur took a deep breath. "Would you like to come over for a drink?" he asked as calmly as he could.
The game immediately
Forbidden (FrUK)Arthur glanced around the small square and readjusted his hood around his head. Even though this was a small border town, there was always the chance that someone would recognize him as the Bastard Prince of England. Being the youngest of the Royal Family though, not to mention a bastard, gave him some freedom which he used to travel the land, away from the suffocatingly cold atmosphere of his father's castle. But his escapades were more escapes, and either his father or his brothers always came looking for him in the end.Forbidden (FrUK) in Romance More Like This
As he was glancing around, he took his eyes off the path ahead of him and consequently ran into someone. Being smaller, he was knocked to the ground. He quickly scrambled up and fixed his hood yet again- the blasted thing had fallen off his head when he fell.
"I'm terribly sorry about that, I wasn't looking where I was going..." he quickly said to the other person
"Ai-" There was a surprised gasp, and the person standing in front of Arthur looked down at himself, as
Swimming Troubles (USUK)It all just happened so fast, and Britain had no control. One minute he was reading one of his favourite novels, the next he was tossed into the lake, where he and the other countries were currently on a vacation.Swimming Troubles (USUK) in Short Stories More Like This
He struggled for a moment, before going under, eyes wide as he tried to get back to the surface. He felt something grab his waist, and he struggled violently, releasing his air as he tried to shout, instinctively inhaling, only to get a lungful of water. He started to feel sluggish, and his eyes closed, falling limp as he passed out.
Breaking the surface, Germany swam him to shore, laying him on the ground and immediately started CPR. Everyone stay silent, minus France and Scotland, who were shouting at a confused and slightly terrified America. They were silenced when Britain coughed, vomiting up a bunch of water, and lay on his side, coughing up water with each breath.
‘Shit dude, I didn’t mean it!’ A loud familiar voice shouted beside him, and he shoved h
Of Loving Nightmares (UsUk)An occasional cry of fear escaped the tossing and turning figure on the bed, clearly caught in the throes of a vicious nightmare. The cries increased in volume, as the door was thrown open, and a tall figure rushed over to the bed, immediately gathering the sleeping figure into their arms.Of Loving Nightmares (UsUk) in Short Stories More Like This
‘It’s alright, I’m here, and it’s alright.’ They cooed quietly, not even flinching as the sleeping figure lashed out, punching them in various places. The comforting words worked their way into the sleeping figures brain, and the cries and struggles ceased, as the person awoke. Emerald green stared deep into cerulean blue, time seemingly non-existent as they stared at each other. Flashing a brilliant green, the once sleeping person escaped from the embrace, glaring at the other person, who looked on in confusion.
‘G-Get out.’ They ordered shakily, pointing towards the half-open door.
‘Why? What did I—GET OUT!’ The person shouted, grabbing th
Potions (FrUk)England looked at himself, lower his head. He was currently a cat, an injured one at that, taking shelter in a back alleyway, shivering in the cold rain.Potions (FrUk) in Short Stories More Like This
America had been joking around, in his home, spilling a potion on him, and then throwing him out. Now he was lost, alone, and afraid, meowing quietly in fear as he shook. It was only getting colder as the minutes passed, and he feared he wouldn’t make it till morning.
He meowed again, freezing when something moved near his head, his small heart beating rapidly. Something grabbed him and lifted him, causing him to meow loudly, struggling in their grasp.
‘Calm down, litt’e one.’ England froze at the voice, knowing who it was immediately. He was turned, revealing France, who was looking at his damaged paws with a frown. ‘Wh’t happened to a pr’cious zhing like ‘ou?’ He cooed, covering the English cat with his coat, as he hurried towards his home.
Too exhausted by adrenaline leaving his
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gave you everything, all that I had, but nothing I ever did was good enough. I have, and
still do, loved all of you, despite everything that has ever happened. Well, I have
received your message. I have received it loud and clear.
RING! RING! RING! RI- ‘ello?’ A tired voice whispered, its owner rubbing his eyes tiredly.
‘Turn on your telly right now!!!’ A panicked voice yelled, causing the man to rise. Not used to hearing terror in his ex-colonies voice, France did as he was told. A special bulletin flashed, and a shot of the London Bridge was shown, lights pointed down at the water below, divers disappearing and reappearing on the surface.
‘Just minutes ago, a man jumped off of the London Bridge, miraculously not hitting the Bridge as he fell down. Divers are frantically searching for the body, b
American Birthday (UKUS)America was so pumped! It was that time of year again, his birthday! But this year, he did a little something different. Instead of throwing an extravagant party, inviting every nation he knew, he just had a simple party.American Birthday (UKUS) in Short Stories More Like This
He celebrated with his states, like he always did, and then awaited his only other guest, cleaning up little messes here and there. Around seven o’clock there was a quiet knock, and he smiled softly, quietly opening the door.
The person on his front step shifted, giving a curt nod as he entered, shoving a small gift at his chest.
‘Aw, I didn’t know ya cared to get me a gift!’ He joked, leading the other silently to the sitting room, sitting across from his visitor. They sat in awkward silence, before the other cleared his throat, looking at the ground.
‘I-I never hated you, for what you did.’ He began, running a hand thru his hair, ‘I just, well, yea.’ He trailed off, hiding his face in his hands.
‘I know.’ A
Bringing Him HomePrussia felt his heart stop as he watched France stab his brother right through the heart. He didn’t even realize he had sprinted across the battlefield and punched him in the face until he was kneeled beside the dying empire.Bringing Him Home in Short Stories More Like This
“H-Hey, stay vith me.” He gently cradled him, pressing against the gaping wound in his chest. A pale shaky hand stopped him, and pale blue eyes stared into his crimson orbs.
“I-Ich leibe dich…” He gasped, before his hand went limp and his eyes slid shut.
“Nein, nein! Stay vith me!” He shouted at him, already knowing it was too late. He shut his eyes and started to sob, holding his corpse close. He had been too late, and as a result he watched his brother die from a plot to break his power. He cried silently as it began to rain,
ignoring his soldiers as they left the sobbing nation to grieve.
He sniffled when he felt the limp body start to stir, and his looked down in shock. Pale eyelids fluttered open to reveal dar
Canadian Birthday (PruCan)Opening his brilliant violet eyes, Canada frowned.Canadian Birthday (PruCan) in Short Stories More Like This
He knew it would be the same old routine, despite the fact that it was his birthday. Sitting up, he yawned, shuffling his way downstairs. Nobody ever remembered his birthday, for his brother’s overshadowed his, and he was always forgotten.
Entering his kitchen, Canada nearly had a heart attack.
‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!’ There stood Prussia, with his usual stupid grin, holding out a stack of pancakes, the words Happy Birthday Birdie! scrawled in syrup.
Canada blushed, hugging his long term boyfriend before sitting down, devouring the pancakes quickly.
‘Vas mein birdie thinking he vould be vithout the Awesome me today?’ Prussia teased, smirking when Canada blushed, looking down at the floor.
‘Vell, ve are going to have an awesome day!’ And with that he dragged Canada out of his house, laughing when Canada protested, giving up when they got into his car.
The day, even though a bit strange at time
A Little Caring (FrUK)Five days. Five days since France had vanished without a trace.A Little Caring (FrUK) in Short Stories More Like This
One day. One day since he had returned, dirty and bloodied. Except he was not the same nation they had once known, jovial and fun-loving. No, he returned a broken, near insane shell of a man.
Nobody knew where he had gone, no one knew what happened to him, and after some time, nobody cared.
Except for one, collecting the poor nation, and taking the rambling man to his home without complaint. He was patient, there to calm the Frenchman from one of his daily panic attacks, murmuring comforting words when he would dissolve into tears.
It pained him, to see his beautiful Frenchman’s mind shattered into piece’s, reduced to madness.
‘W-Where are y’u?’ France called out, pressing his back to a wall, eyes wide. He had awoken alone, and immediately went to search for him, his breathing starting to quicken.
Turning a corner, he sighed in relief, spying the familiar figure
Anniversary (Neko!Canada x America)‘Come on, wake up!’ Matthew Williams grunted, snuggling deeper into his covers, purring in content. ‘Aww!’ The bed dipped as something sat beside him, and something heavy was draped over him, causing him to purr louder. The object shifted slightly, and Matthew shivered when warm air hit the back of his neck, rolling his eyes.Anniversary (Neko!Canada x America) in Short Stories More Like This
‘Well, a few minutes can’t hurt.’ With that statement the object slipped under the cover, wrapping his arms around the half-awake Matthew, and pulling him close to his chest. Matthew purred, and wrapped his tail around the other’s waist, causing the other to chuckle.
Matthew was half-human, half-cat, a side effect of the years of experimentation inflicted upon him by his parents. Deemed a failure, he had been abandoned deep in the countryside of Great Britain, having figured out too late. He wandered for days, cold and starving, before his strength finally gave out, and he finally collapsed in a field.
Acceptance (Naga!England x America) (Part 1)Alfred was completely and utterly lost.Acceptance (Naga!England x America) (Part 1) in Short Stories More Like This
‘Ah man, I knew they would do this!’ He muttered to himself, pushing past a particularly large bush. Alfred had been forced into the dark woods that were far from his town, on an impromptu camping trip, and the moment he had stepped from the car his so called ‘friends’ drove off, leaving him abandoned.
So now he was trying to find his way back to civilization, starting to freak out as the sun started to set. Stumbling into a clearing, Alfred sat down on a rock, looking around fearfully.
He was never one for scary stories and movies, but now his imagination was in overdrive, and he was terrified out of his mind.
‘Come on man, I gotta keep goin’.’ He kept telling himself, but his body wouldn’t have it, and so he sat. Something rustled to his right, and he whirled around, eyes focusing on the spot, before there was a flash of movement.
He was up and running at that, not looking where he was going, and
The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 2Alfred had a thoughtful look on his face as he entered the building he worked at. His radio station broadcasted from a very large building with all sorts of small, music-related companies inside. He headed for the elevator and pushed the button for his floor, 6. As that pleasant music wafted lazily through the elevator, he thought about what had happened on the subway earlier. He had been so out of sorts, trying not to anger Arthur for their differences. But in the end, it was that anxiousness and caution that had been wrong about it. He was a really accepting guy, after all, and never made fun of anyone for having a different ethnicity or sexual orientation or style or mindset or anything like that. But in all of those cases, he'd been able to talk from wherever and hear responses, which wasn't the case this time. It threw him off, he supposed. Aside from that, though Arthur seemed like a cool guy. He came off as pretty impatient and almost grumpy, but maybe he was just in a bad moodThe Beauty of Silence - Chapter 2 in Romance More Like This
The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 1New York City was bustling, as usual. Subways were running, cars were honking and revving in traffic, tourists were oohing and ahhing, civilians were cursing and hurrying along, vendors were calling out their wares. It was music to the ears of Alfred F Jones, radio host of a rock station, who was humming as he hurried down the steps into the subway system. He snaked his way through the people all around him, towards the place where he had to buy his ticket.The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 1 in Romance More Like This
"You know what would be cool?" he mused to himself. "If people who live in the city could just buy a year-long ticket instead of a week-long or one-time one. Dude, that would save so much time!"
He pondered that as he bought his weekly ticket, then passed through the ticket readers and made it to his station. There was already a small crowd of people around, talking amongst themselves or on phones noisily. He smiled widely, looking around and letting the sounds flood through him. These were the sounds of home, to him. If he wasn't a
The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 5"You used to be engaged??"The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 5 in Romance More Like This
Alfred gaped at his Deaf friend, but Arthur didn't answer, staring at the Frenchman about to get on the air. After a moment, he quickly ducked out of sight, just before Francis looked over at Kiku questioningly. The Japanese man raised an eyebrow at Arthur, but then shrugged it off and gave Francis an 'okay' signal to start. Once Francis began to speak into the microphone, Arthur slowly peeked up again. Seeing his chance, he tugged Alfred's sleeve again. He got the picture pretty quickly, and began to lead the older blond back towards the elevator. Once they were inside, Alfred leaned on the wall with a puzzled look on his face.
"When were you engaged? I had no idea you ever were."
Arthur shrugged, a slight frown on his face. But after a moment, he put pencil to paper again to explain. He was writing until they'd gotten out the door and onto the sidewalk, choosing his words more carefully than usual it seemed. Alfred dodged passers-by as he took it to read.
The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 3Time flies fast in a place like New York city, and before Alfred knew it two weeks had gone by. He'd went out with Arthur for coffee another two times since their first meeting, and had successfully learned the alphabet in that voiceless language he realized Arthur was masterfully fast at. While he could only slowly spell out words letter for letter, his new friend could fire off a few sentences a minute. But, of course, he was more than willing to take it slow and teach properly, which Alfred was grateful for. After completely the alphabet, actual words stuck with him easier, being more prominent and unique in his mind. By the end of that third coffee meeting, he could offer a formal greeting, introduction, and farewell.The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 3 in Romance More Like This
"...And that's why everyone should visit LA before they die~ Seriously, a plane ticket is a small price to pay for endless fun and sightseeing! Okay, so that concludes today's session of the 'Patriotic Bucketlist'. Unfortunately, my lovely fans, my time is about up. I
The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 4"Yo, Kiku!"The Beauty of Silence - Chapter 4 in Romance More Like This
"Ah, hello Alfred-san. You are here early today, Feliks is not done for another forty minutes."
"Ah, that's okay, I actually wanted to talk to you a bit."
The American man leaned on the doorway of Kiku's little techno-room, staying away from the machinery lest his friend throw a fit. He had that odd musing look on his face again, like the time that he confided in Kiku about his new Deaf friend. Kiku sensed this, and raised an eyebrow.
"What is it you need? And if it is advice, I insist I did not actually give it to you last time, so perhaps you should seek elsewhere."
"Nah, it's not that, dude. It's something else."
"All right, what is it?"
"With all of this fancy machinery and crap, is there any way you can make it so someone in the room with you can read what I'm saying as I say it?"
Kiku leaned forward in his chair, surprised at that.
"You mean like captions on the television, but without the video part?"
"Yeah, kind of!"
"Well, Alfred, captions do not work automatically
Carverse!USUK chapter 1Chapter 1: UnusualCarverse!USUK chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone was walking too fast down the sidewalks. No one ever slowed enough to even examine their surroundings. They were too busy. Busy working themselves to the bone and receiving hardly enough food for it. That or they were rushing to the best place to snatch a 'free' piece of food or expensive trinket to re-sell.
Arthur sat on the edge of a fountain with his knees up, simply watching everyone hurry along. His stomach grumbled but he ignored it. It would be hours yet before he could share the daily meal with his brothers. Watching people was a good distraction. He liked to look for interesting things about as many people as he could. One had the strangest white hair, and he looked foreign. Another had huge feet, and another wore the strangest glasses with a clockwork design in the frame. After a while, he finally spotted someone who seemed the oddest of them all someone who padded slowly along the street at half the speed of everyone else.
He looked a bit i
Cardverse!UKUS chapter 4CHAPTER FOUR: HIS MAJESTYCardverse!UKUS chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For the next few days, Alfred had kept his promise. Each time Arthur was approached with food, he found he could eat just a little bit more. It was the same thing for breakfast each day, but dinners varied. The first day it was hamburgers (Alfred's favorite, apparently), then it was hot dogs, then steak. Alfred had actually brought it on a plate with a fork and knife, and taught Arthur how to eat properly. Arthur had rolled his eyes but did as he was instructed. It wasn't bad, he'd decided. None of them were. Though, his brothers were beginning to get suspicious, since now he was only nibbling halfheartedly on the daily meal, not hungry anymore. He usually fed the remainders to a stray cay who was always wandering around, when his brothers weren't around, of course. He had a fondness for that cat, with its lovely white fur and brown patches, the green eyes that always reminded him of his own. He'd named the cat Sherlock, and the only reason why he d
USxUK: Camping Trip"Remind me again why you're dragging me out here in the wilderness, America?" Arthur grumbled as he followed Alfred through the forest. He was in a bit of a grumpy mood, since Alfred had woken him up early, forced him to pack, and dragged him out here without warning. Alfred laughed, perpetually happy as usual.USxUK: Camping Trip in Short Stories More Like This
"I told you, Artie-"
"I wanted to go camping! I'm not carrying this ginormous pack for nothing, you know!"
It was true; the pack on America's back was about as big as he was. But with his super-strength, he wasn't even slumping over at the extra weight, even though they'd been walking for hours now. Arthur adjusted his own, much smaller backpack, and frowned at the back of Alfred's head.
"And why did you make me come with you?" he insisted, wincing as a branch smacked him in the face.
"Because you're my best friend, Iggy! And I like spending time with you! It's fun!"
The personification of England blushed slightly at this. Alfred was always so cheerful. S
Cardverse!UKUS chapter 2CHAPTER TWO: THE CASTLECardverse!UKUS chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred made his way back to the castle just as slowly as he'd walked outside. There was still a lingering happiness bubbling up from his time with Arthur. It allowed for a true smile to remain on his face. Most of his smiles were completely fake, slapped on to please the crowds. Rarely was he happy. He wasn't allowed to be happy. Any time he finally did something to make himself be happy it either didn't work or didn't last.
But was Arthur was different. Alfred didn't have to do anything. The civilian was easy to talk to, and didn't seem bothered by his strange behavior. Alfred had rarely acted so energetic since he was a child. Even as a child, boughs of playfulness were few and far between. His father had been a stern man, and he felt a prince had to be quiet and listen so he could grow up into a fine King.
Well, here he was as King, a whole castle to himself. It seemed like a nice idea in theory, but he had told Arthur the truth when he'd said i
Cardverse!UKUS chapter 3CHAPTER THREE: FOOD PROBLEMSCardverse!UKUS chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
The next morning, Arthur sat at the same spot on the fountain. It wasn't anything unusual, he was there practically all the time. Now he sat with his legs dangling over the edge, still watching people pass by. He didn't notice his new friend until Alfred was sitting next to him.
He jumped slightly in surprise, but then turned his head to smile at him slightly.
"I brought you breakfast."
Arthur sighed and looked back at the people, his brief smile gone.
"I told you you didn't have to. Alfred..."
"Yeah, I know, but I get too much food anyway. Besides, I'm not going to get in trouble or anything. Here!"
He pulled out a strangely-shaped lump covered by paper towels. Then he unwrapped it to reveal a few strips of bacon, a few pieces of sausage, and two slightly-mushed waffles. Arthur's eyes widened. So much food would be eaten once a day at his house, and split between the five brothers.
"I... I can't, Alfred."
"Sure you can! Take it,
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Emerald eyes slipped swiftly from one face to another. Arthur could see the whole bar from where he stood on the stage, a violin lazily leaned onto his shoulder, his mouth inches away from the microphone. His gaze stopped on a far away corner of the bar and the Brit resisted the urge to let out a loud sigh into the microphone.
There was that table that Arthur couldn’t see from his spot on the stage, under the bright spotlight. He knew though that nobody sat there. It was his table... Nobody else would have chosen a lonely table with one chair like that, though he said he liked to listen to the music in silence. God it was so long ago... He was gone now...
With all those curious eyes fixed on him, the Brit raised the bow and gently placed it onto the strings of his violin. After a second of thought, which the Brit really didn’t need, he had memorised this song perfectly, Arthur started playing, silence falling onto the room like a blanket. People stopped mid sentence to just
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It smelled of dirt and blood in the huge bunker that was hidden deep under the ground, built of iron. The way in way sealed, protected by codes and passwords. Getting in was no problem, getting out though was a whole different story...
Heavy footsteps echoes back in the silence as a handsome young man walked in between the iron walls, his blue eyes-hidden behind glasses- skimmed over the paper that he held. Alfred F Jones didn’t look like he belonged in this dull place. He was handsome, full of youth and energy, not phased the slightest about the gloomy atmosphere of his workplace. There was always a bright grin on his features; it lit the place up just a bit. His co-workers appreciated it, but they didn’t think Alfred would last long...
The handsome young man ran a hand trough his dirty blond hair, avoiding the cowlick that always stood up, avoiding gravity. He was a scientist for a top-secret lab, somewhere in America. Even Alfred didn’t know where; he had been blin
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A man stood, not moving,in front of an army. Despite the tens of thousands of people behind him, he was lonely. He had always been a lonely nation. A nation with never ending rain that nobody liked. Even now, the sky was crying above England's head, and he knew fully well that these tears would never stop. The only thing he longed to see was a piece of a bright blue sky. It would surely chase his worries away... It would surely make him forget the French army that overpowered his and that would soon claim the soil of Britain as its own.
Without a single command, the British army ran forward, each and every man ready to die for his country. A pang of guilt hit England as he realized that each and ever man will probably die here, and if they did, he would as well.
Swords clashed, muskets were fired. The British screamed, the French laughed and all England could do was listen. Kill the French and listen to the agonizing screams of pain of his people. It was only later that he realized tha
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Alfred slowly begun to come to, his senses registering first the taste of blood in his mouth and next the warm blood against his back. He didn't dare move- where even was he?
He laid there for a few solid minutes before the memories finally started making sense. That monster with two heads... And Arthur. Arthur who killed that monster with just one bite... The thought of this made Alfred's body shiver - Arthur could kill him just as easily... He just had to sink his fangs into Alfred's neck and...
Alfred couldn't keep his eyes shut any longer- the thought of Arthur being nearby and him now knowing begun to frighten him, yet not as much as the darkness that he saw with his left eye. Alfred was about to pass out again, when it occurred to him that blocking his view was just a sloppily tied bandage that had slipped onto his eye when he slept.
"So I see you're awake..."
Alfred sat up, startled by the voice, even though it was undoubtedly Arthur's. He had just never heard it... like this. S
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It was a rainy Thursday evening, drops of water had made their way all over the ground, but not once did they touch down onto the steel roof of the bunker. The plants that grew with the help of the rain never once even brushed against the steel with their roots; the bunker was too deep down.
On the surface Christmas was nearing. Shops had little gnomes on their windows, even though four weeks still remained until the holidays. Decorations were set out on lawns and people were already starting to think of what to give to their family members and loved ones.
But the Christmas feeling didn't spread past the steel walls as the holiday was never celebrated; it was only work, work and more work down there. Only Alfred still dreamed about a Christmas tree and presents as he laid down on his bed, staring at the grey ceiling of the small room that was assigned to him. ...He couldn't even send his brother a Christmas card...
But Christmas weren't the only thing on his mind; there was a creature
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As the iron doors slid shut behind Alfred with a screeching noise he realized, that he was staring into the eyes of his possible death. Yet he wasn't afraid. The dark green eyes captured him, making him unable to move as he got lost in them, like in a deep forest that never ends. Perfect eyes for a predator to lure in his prey.
"Don't hurt me..." only when the creature spoke did Alfred understand the emotion that filled those captivating eyes; fear. How much pain had they caused this poor creature? How much suffering? Tearing him away from his home, everything he knew, and locking him up in this iron cage. Only a second later did it register to Alfred; the snake could talk!
"I won't! I'm here to help you!" despite everything, Alfred flashed his usual, enthusiastic grin towards the snake. To prove his words he reached out his hands to show that he had only bandages in them.
Slowly, the snake moved closer. Alfred thought it must have been because he hadn't heard it in so long, but the so
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The morning following to Alfred's raise started early for the blond youth. It was a surprise to everyone to see him the cafeteria line at six in the morning, yet still bouncing with joy. His never ending energy brought a smile to most scientists' chapped lips, as well as to the tired lips of the lady behind the counter who always rewarded Alfred with an extra cupcake.
"A cheese sammy and a cupcake, please!" Alfred announced loudly as he showed forward his plastic plate. As soon as the requested items had been loaded onto his plate, Alfred bolted away with a simple 'thank you' shouted over his shoulder. He had to make sure his special seat wan't taken by anyone else! Even though his special seat was a broken chair and nobody else ever sat there. One of the chair's legs was too short, and every time it hit the ground it made the funniest noise, almost like a mouse would. This tended to always upset his female coworkers.
A creaking sound echoes in the room as Alfred plopped down onto the
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“Alfred, he’s dead, let go of him!”
The blond man shook his head, refusing to believe the words that repeated themselves over and over in his head.
“I’ll never let go.. I promised I’ll never let go again!” Alfred cried in response to whoever was urging him to let go, even if it might have been just a voice in his head.
The blond man hid his face in his hands, as he cried over the dead body of another man, also blond, with eyes, that had been once emerald green.
“Arthur… I’ll hold my promise ‘til my last breath.” Alfred muttered his tears and sorrow taking away his voice, and the will to live.
His tan fingers closed firmly around Arthur’s cold, pale hand. Alfred’s blue eyes, hidden behind glasses, watched Arthur’s chest, as he prayed that it would rise just a little, that Arthur would take at least one little breath.
“Alfie… let go of him... Please… just let go...” a quie
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AN: I'm sorry I've been lacking on updates, school's been hell lately. I'm also sorry that this chapter is eh... e.o I'm embarrassed, but I really don't know where my inspiration flew off to. But yeah, onward to the story...
Alfred’s eyes flew open when the call of his name registered fully to his still sleep clouded mind. There was a murmur of confusion when he saw only green in front of his eyes, but upon resting his hand on the green thing, he discovered it to be the tip of Arthur’s tail. Alfred gently pushed the tail off his face and fixed his glasses, which hadn’t, luckily, been crushed or scratched by the scales.
“I-I’m up... Whatup?” Alfred’s blond eyebrow arched up in question upon seeing his boss stand on the doorway, out of breath and red of face. Two panicking guards stood in front of him, their guns pointed at Arthur. Alfred tried to jump up at the sight of the weapons, but fell right down, as Arthur
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It was put of the question that any wind would blow inside Alfred's room, deep underground, yet it didn't stop the lamp, that hung from the ceiling by a thin wire, from swaying to and fro, forcing the shadows to either stretch out or flee from the light. However, the lamp was not Alfred's concern- the young man was fast asleep, sprawled out on the bed with the book he had been reading resting, cover-up, on his face. It didn't seem to bother him, though, as his lips formed a smile against the paper.
Alfred really had nothing to smile about. Behind his smile, which seemed like it had been forced onto his face and made permanent by some spell, hid a scared boy who was at a loss as to what to do.
They hadn't let him go see Arthur today... They said he hadn't taken the experiments very well... Alfred had no idea what that meant. ... Arthur could be dead for all he knew and that thought had scared Alfred so much he had to excuse himself from work, bringing the excuse of a headache.
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Arthur sighed staring out the window stirring his tea. The weather seemed to match his mood, pouring down rain, grey skies ominously covering the entire city. He glanced at the calendar again, seven months behind. He wouldn't dare change it in fear that time would forever stop where he left it. Life stopped for him the day that Alfred left him. Four months, he said. He would only be gone four months. He was a liar.
'Liar,' Arthur whispered, gripping his tea cup tightly. Crash! 'Oh bloody hell!' Arthur cursed as the hot liquid spilled over his hands. He quickly ran his hands under the cold water from the sink. He let his hands go numb, watching angry welts swell up until the image blurred. Blinking he realized that the blur was from the tears that were quickly falling. He gingerly turned off the water and collected the pieces of the broken cup to throw them away.
'Why?' he whispered again, sorrow leaking into his voice. 'Why did you have to
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Arthur needed caffeine badly. His morning had started out on the wrong side of the bed, literally; he had missed his bus because he overslept. His creepy French neighbour decided this was the perfect morning to hit on Arthur during the entire elevator ride and to his bus stop. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with the Frenchman since Arthur needed to focus on getting to an important meeting with his editor which, upon arriving at the office with minutes to spare, found out his editor had to cancel because of an emergency family issue.
He stepped into a small coffee shop and huffed as his mind replayed the day’s unforgiving event. Surprisingly the shop had just a few people in it. Two men in the back were speaking in a mixture of Spanish and Italian appearing to be having a quiet disagreement. The barista looked up from his cleaning at the tiny tinkling sound of bell above the door, meeting Arthur with a sincere smile. Arthur glanced around and made his way to the c
An Interesting Job: USUK‘So, uh, how did you get into this profession?’ Alfred asked apprehensively.An Interesting Job: USUK in Romance More Like This
The blond, clad in black leather, sitting next to him raised one of his impressive eyebrows and smirked. ‘Guess,’ he said with a wink.
Alfred swallowed nervously. Why in the world was he engaging a dominator in conversation? Was he that desperate for attention? The other had merely sat down at the bar next to him and Alfred let his curiosity get the best of him. The other was missing his, accessories to say, but it was easy to tell he could make a grown man cry and beg. ‘Really now?’ Alfred finally replied.
‘Well you wanted to know. You’re the one who started asking questions so I’ll tell you if you want to know.’
‘Well I look forward to hearing your reasoning. Why?’
Alfred made a generic wave of his hand. ‘Do what you do.’
The man shrugged, ‘It’s different.’
Learning to Fly: PruCan - Art TradeMatthew walked into the music store, in desperate need of some new music. Little did he know that his life would change yet again from those red eyes.Learning to Fly: PruCan - Art Trade in Romance More Like This
'Hey Birdie, long time no see!'
Matthew stared in disbelief at the man standing before him. He remembered everything about him. He had tried to get the pesky albino out of his mind since that day but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't succeed. Gilbert was standing there with his confident grin in an old black band t-shirt and black skinny jeans. Matthew blinked again as Gilbert started talking.
'Yeah Birdie. I thought it suited you since you tried to fly and all,' the albino explained.
'I tried to fly...' Matthew trailed off understanding the other man. He blushed and looked away. 'I should probably thank you for that,' he started quietly.
'I'm stopping you right there,' Gilbert cut in. 'Just seeing you alive is enough for me.
Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan'It's so nice tonight,' Matthew said as he and Gilbert walked to a nearby park.Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan in Romance More Like This
'Ja it is simply because you're here,' Gilbert responded with a grin.
'Ha ha Mr Cheesy,' Matthew chuckled but still smiled with a slight blush on his face. Gilbert smiled in return as he brought his arm around the Canadian's shoulders. He soon had snaked his other arm around the unsuspecting Canadian until he had him in a tight bear hug. 'Hey!' Matthew exclaimed realizing his predicament.
'Lookie here, I found myself a very lovely Canadian,' Gilbert laughed as he tightened his hold around the man. Matthew struggled against the hold laughing along with the albino who was currently hanging off him. One good twist had the blond free and racing away.
'Not fair Birdie!' Matthew heard behind him as he laughed and ran past the other people enjoying the evening. He continued running hearing, 'Dammit Birdie!!' again behind him. He laughed and ran until he was under the bridge that ran through the park. Su
Skype Surprise: PruCan'Hey Birdie hurry up!' Gilbert yelled to Matthew to join him in the living room. He was plopped down in front of his computer with the Skype window up. He had convinced Matthew to finally talk to Ludwig since Gilbert hadn't actually told him that they were dating. Now that they were engaged it had to be time.Skype Surprise: PruCan in Humor More Like This
Matthew walked into the room carrying a tray with some very sweet looking bars on it. 'Sucre à la crème,' he said placing the tray down. 'A specialty in Quebec.'
'Awesome,' Gilbert said snagging himself a bar. 'Now sit down so we can get this over with.' Matthew tugged a blanket off the back of the couch and sat next to the Prussian only to be pulled over into his lap.
'Hey, I thought we were talking to your brother. I doubt he'll want me sitting on your lap,' Matthew exclaimed though his efforts to get away were mediocre at best.
'Oh Ludwig won't care. Plus this time of night he's usually drunk. He's with Feli right now in Italy and Feli always gets him to drink a tad t
Happy Birthday: PruCan Everything had to be perfect. Matthew was running around the house making last minute adjustments. It did not help that he had a small polar bear, a dog and a kitten following after him.Happy Birthday: PruCan in Romance More Like This
'Okay I just need to make sure that the pancakes are---!' Matthew cut of mid sentence to regain his footing from tripping over the small white puppy that had plopped itself down in front of his foot as he paused to think. 'Mon Dieu Krieger, you could have killed me.' The puppy merely wagged his tail and yipped happily.
Matthew rolled his eyes before glancing at the clock once more. 'Maple! I've got to hurry!' he exclaimed, this time tripping over the small white and cream spotted cat, rushing to the kitchen. He paused for a second to gather his wits before cracking his knuckles and setting to work on making the best pancake batch he had ever made.
'Paix you're lucky that I didn't step on you. Next time be more careful,' he scolded the kitten as he gathered all the in
Das ist die Liebe: PruCan'Gilbert I have to leave.'Das ist die Liebe: PruCan in Romance More Like This
'But Birdie you can't leave me!'
Matthew rolled his eyes at the albino that was currently sprawled over him. He had sat down on the couch to put on his shoes and before he knew it the man was laying in his lap. Luckily for Gilbert Matthew always got ready early and preferred having ample time to leave.
'You don't want me to be late for work do you?' he asked toying with the feathery locks. Gilbert turned on his side, pressing his face into Matthew's shirt mumbling. 'What was that?'
'If you didn't have to go to work then I could spend all day with you,' Gilbert said again. He closed his eyes at the gentle feeling of the long fingers softly running through his hair. It amazed him at how Matthew put up with him. Had he done this to anyone else they would have sent him tumbling to the ground. Matthew on the other hand was soft and gentle, relying instead in persuasion and not violence. It made the man fall even more in love with him every day.
'Yes but if I never
Only Cowards Quit: PruCanThe sharp wind whipped Matthew's hair around his head but it didn't bother him. He closed his eyes as the tears fell. He swiped a sleeve across his face and opened his eyes again looking up to the dark sky. He looked back down at the space beneath him. 200 feet below the passing cars looked minuscule, little lights that flew past, blurring with the tears that had formed again.Only Cowards Quit: PruCan in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew let out an exasperated sigh before resuming his pacing once more. His brain brought him back to Alfred. What would he do if he went through with this? Arthur wouldn't even be the same, let alone Alfred. Then his mind became the cruel thing it really was; Alfred pushing him aside harshly to get to something, Alfred laughing at him, Alfred forgetting about him. Alfred didn't care about him. No one cared about him.
That's it. Matthew knew what he had to do now. He stepped up to the edge and looked down once more. The only thing he could think of right now was the bother he would be to the people walking belo
To Lose a Canadian: PruCanIt was much too early for this. Gilbert cracked one red eye open and quickly closed it again. The sunlight that was filtering weakly through the partially closed curtains was just a bit too bright for his liking. He snuggled back under the covers when he noticed a problem: there was a certain Canadian warmth missing.To Lose a Canadian: PruCan in Romance More Like This
Gilbert groaned, not wanting to venture from beneath the deep red down comforter but not wanting to go back to sleep without his favourite fiancé to cuddle with. He knew it was a tendency of the Canadian to steal all of the top blanket and huddle in some obscure corner of the bed. All Gilbert had to do was find him.
Now finding a person on a bed shouldn’t be that hard but this bed was special. Matthew had wanted just a normal bed, one big enough for the two of them with modest pricing and accented with modest blankets. He regretting ever letting Gilbert accompany him to the store. Gilbert had wondered off while Matthew was looking at the decent
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Francis visits Arthur. Arthur tries to get Francis to leave him alone. And fails.
“Mm, you smell like tea, lapin.”
Arthur looked up from the book he was reading into the eyes of a certain Frenchman was currently hovering right above his face. “...What?”
“You smell like tea,” he repeated “Earl Grey, I zhink, your favorite kind?”
“Tea? ...you know what, I'm not even going to try and understand you.” England went back to his book, but looked up soon after, irritated that he was disturbed again. Francis had decided that for whatever reason he was going to continue bothering England, and sat down right next to him. The armchair they were in was fairly large, so they weren't squished together (Arthur shuddered at the thought) but France was sitting a little too close for comfort.
(Even if Francis was a million light-years away it would still be too close for comfort, but this was pushing it.)
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"How can you not know each other's names if you're in love?"
"Alfred-san, I really don't think you should kick that hard..."
"Why not? Nothing's happened yet." Alfred shrugged his shoulders and got ready to pass the ball to Matthew.
"Whoa! Alfred, you could've nearly killed me!" Alfred had kicked the soccer ball so forcefully at his twin brother that Matthew was forced to dodge the ball to avoid being seriously injured.
"But I didn't, so everything's okay!" he proclaimed confidently.
"How does that even make sense?" Matthew shook his head at his brother's illogical statement. "But now we need to get the ball back," he said, looking around for any signs of their soccer ball.
"Oh, I can get it. I think I saw it fly in that direction." Being Japanese, it was a habit to volunteer politely.
"Ah, that would be helpful. Thanks, Kiku!" Alfred scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, feeling slightly guilty for having disrupted their practice.
"It's nothing, really."
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He just can’t bring himself to forget.
Feliciano can’t sleep.
If he closes his eyes…then Ludwig…
What if he leaves me?
It’s an irrational fear, but the Italian still can’t help but worry. After what happened before… if the same happened again…
I don’t think I could take it.
Feliciano lifts his head up to check on him. The German is sleeping peacefully, his face set in a decidedly neutral expression. His breathing is even—meno male—and his hair is not slicked back, so it covers his forehead just like—no, you cannot think that way, Ludwig and Roma are not the same. Not the same.
His fear still at the forefront of his mind, Feliciano leans down and presses his ear to Ludwig’s bare chest, listening to his heartbeat. It is a steady rhythm that thrums with life, just like Roma’s until that one day—
Not the same.
He hears some movemen
Valentines Day SurpriseAlfred awoke, with tired, eyes to the sleeping face of his long time lover Arthur Kirkland. Alfred smiled and held him closer into his embrace. Arthur stirred only slightly but didn't wake up just yet.Valentines Day Surprise in Settings More Like This
Alfred kept looking at his sleeping companion with so much love and adoration, today was a very special day as it was, Valentines Day, a day where couples spent the whole day just enjoying each others company, and a few other things.
Alfred had been planning this day for quite a while now, he did plan on spending the day with Arthur, but he had a little something else planned as well.
Of course he was nervous, but there was no way he was going to back out of his choice. Alfred's thoughts were interrupted by movement in his arms.
Arthur's groggy eyes slowly opened to see a warm smile on his lover's face. While the smile seemed a bit too cheery this early to him, he still returned a small smile of his own, “Good morning poppet..” he said quietly.
Alfred smiled even more as he l
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"AAAAAAAALLRIIIIIGHT EVERYONE!! IT'S PARTY TIME!!!" Alfred's loud voice boomed over the microphone. Everyone in the large hall screamed and yelled for their excitement for the New Year.
Alfred had a big smile gracing his face after seeing everyone's excitement, and even more so seeing a certain grumpy country was even enjoying himself. Alfreds smile grew even wider, when he saw Arthur standing in the crowd and smiling.
When Arthur made eye-contact with Alfred, his smile never failing, waved wildly at him. Arthur just shook his head with a chuckle and waved back at the excitable American.
"So, gentlemen and few ladies," the crowed chuckled at that, "I shall leave you all with the band that has come to entertain us all with their amazing music!" Everyone cheered happily again as Alfred got off the stage to let
A USUK ValentineValentines Day, tch just the thought of it made him sick. 'It's a stupid holiday' thought Arthur Kirkland, he didn't even know why it was celebrated. It was only meant for couples, and what about the people who didn't have anyone huh? They don't get anything barely even a hello when walking down the street because everyone is too busy with there lovey dovey couple crap.A USUK Valentine in Settings More Like This
Arthur hated this stupid holiday for more than one reason, one: it was stupid in general to have a holiday all about love. Two: he never got anything anyway, and some people don't, so why torture them by pointing out the fact that they didn't have anyone? And Three: ..the only valentines he ever got was from Francis....and not a card oh no it could never be a simple card from the moronic French country...it was always something more....that he never EVER wanted.
Arthur sighed as he walked to the hall where the world meeting was being held today. Today of all days and of course it was being held in Franc
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It was a really cold day in December, the 24th to be exact, as Alfred F. Jones looked out at the snow that was forming on the ground. He kept thinking of one person that he really wanted to see this Holiday but what with the snow and how deep it was getting, he was afraid that the man wasn't going to be able to see him. He sighed and turned away from the window so that he can look at the fire that he had started a while ago, he put his hot chocolate down to add more wood for the fire.
After adding another piece of wood he turned to look at his tree that he and his lover put up together. He looked at a particular ornament that had a picture of him and his lover Arthur Kirkland in it. In the picture Alfred was holding Arthur in a big bear-hug with a huge grin on his face, and Arthur laughing slightly more than likely about the attitude of the American at the time.
Alfred smiled at the memory of taking the picture with the Brit. He walked back to his drink and picked it up just to stand a
The dating auctionAlfred had been waiting for this day basically the whole school year, the schools annual banquet and date auction. This was his junior year and he was prepared, he had saved up all the money he could, he got a paper route and even did twice the chores around the house so that he could get as much as possible.The dating auction in Settings More Like This
He had saved a little more than a thousand dollars...what? These people get serious when they want to date someone on that stage!! And this year he wasn't going to let it go. There was a certain person on that stage that he wanted to date so badly he got butterflies every time he thought about him, Arthur Kirkland.
Arthur was loved by so many people in this damn school that he was afraid of losing him to someone...again. He was in the auction every year due to how many people wanted to go out with him...without having to actually ask. Last year it was that stupid french guy Francis and the year before that it was that Antonio guy. But there was no way he was going to lose to ANYON
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Christmas time, a time for family, decorations, and love.
A family decorating their tree is always a wonderful thing, the mom, the dad, and the young daughter who helps make the tree beautiful. “Mommy, can we put the new decorations up now?” the young girl asked. The mother chuckled lightly and kissed her head, “Of course sweetheart.”
The little girl grabbed one and put a small little wooden boy with blond hair and green eyes and a very festive outfit onto the tree. A moment later, she put a little decoration of another small wooden boy, but with blue eyes and another festive outfit close to the other little boy.
The boy with blue eyes smiled some looking out the window at the snow and sighed happily. He glanced over at his decoration neighbor and had to take a second glance before smiling and staring some.
The other boy didn't seem to be paying attention because he was staring out the window as well and smiling.
The boy with green eyes then looked over a moment
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Arthur laid in his bed taking heavy breathes.
'This is bad...' he thought to himself.
He sat up in his bed and put his head in his hands and just keeps breathing.
'I don't want to go to this meeting today...' he thought.
He got up slowly from his bed and headed to his bathroom, he splashed some cold water in his face and stared at himself in the mirror for moment then started to get undressed to take a shower.
He stepped into the water and let the warmth of it surround him.
'All I have to do is get through this day with no problems...hopefully...'
It was a day of a world meeting and it was being held in America, Arthur wasn't really looking forward to going to the meeting and especially not looking forward to seeing that annoying American that he knew would start yammering about other things than the meeting, like the one day that Arthur hated the most that he knew was getting closer and closer, 'Greeeeeat...' he thought to himself while he got on
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A Scottish Fold sat on the arm of the couch of his owner's home watching outside the large windows as the birds came and went on the bird feeder just outside the windows. He just sat there watching them wishing he could get out and chase them.
He had white fur, a small orange spot over his left eye, and an orange tail. He had pretty green eyes just his owner did and the same eye-brows as him. Of course he didn't notice anything with them, since none of the other cats in the neighborhood said anything.
His peace was disturbed though by another cat he lived with. It was his owner's boyfriend's cat, and he annoyed the hell out the British cat.
He jumped slightly when the other cat crashed into the window, he sighed and looked down from the arm of the couch to see if the other cat was alright.
The other cat had a kind of tannish white fur, and brown fluffy mane, he had wonderful blue eyes just like his owner, and he had marks under his eyes that looked very much like those things that his
USUK Asylum Fright Trip“Arthur! Wait up!” yelled Alfred.USUK Asylum Fright Trip in Settings More Like This
Arthur looked back shining his flashlight over at him and chuckled, “Alfred, hurry up. We don't have all night.”
Two teenagers, Alfred Jones and Arthur Kirkland, had been at a party where they were dared to visit the most haunted place in their town, an old abandoned asylum that was hidden away in the woods, away form the world.
Arthur wasn't too sacred of the dare since he wasn't really scared of anything. Alfred on the other hand...if you were to jump out behind a wall, he would more than likely scream like a little girl. Since Arthur and him had been best friends for years, he always went to him whenever he got scared or wanted to see a scary movie with him, which is a bit odd since he got so frightened so easily...
Well, Alfred finally caught up to his friend and stayed close by him shaking some, “D-do we really need to do this Artie...?”
Arthur sighed, “Alfred..I'm not going to let Francis get away with ca
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Alfred was in the waiting room trying to distract himself with game on his iphone. But even that couldn't keep his mind from wandering and the constant worry of his British friend in the other room who was sick and who knows how badly he was sick, or even how long??
Alfred just was not able to keep his mind from going down morbid paths about what was going on with Arthur, 'Why am I so freakin worried about him?...Maybe it's because I was his former colony?...No that's not what I'm feeling right now or..have been for while now...' Alfred thought to himself not even noticing the nurse coming into the room till she spoke.
She coughed fairly lowly but loud enough for the American to hear her. "For Mr. Kirkland?" she asked. "Yes" he answered standing up, "how is he doing?" He asked the nurse. The nurse looked down at her clipboard for a moment and answered, "He's suffering from a slight fever but the doctor gave him something to bring it down, so he should be fine now." Al
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England, you're always wondering if I love you.
What's not there to love?
Why do you question if I love you?
Would your hero ever lie to you?
I'll only name a few reasons why I love everything about you, England.
I love the way you call me "git". It's so adorable in your accent! Although, it's suppose to be a "threat" as you said, I can't help but smile. I love you England.
I love the way you hit me (Even though it's supposed to hurt) I can't help but laugh and hug you tightly. I don't want you to leave. But, when I say, "Don't leave," you always smile and kiss me sweetly on the lips and whisper, "Never."
I love your hair. It's not as "hero like" like mine, but it'll do. I love the way it's always messy. It's long and shiny and I always want to run my fingers through it. You don't let me though, because you say I'll get it messy. England, it's already messy.
I love the way you kiss me. You always have that blush on your face when you softly press your chapped l
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"How much do you love me?"
England thought for a moment. "From here," He began. "To the moon."
America raised an eyebrow. "How much is that?" He asked.
England shrugged. "Bloody hell if I know," He said.
America stomped his feet and crossed his arms, pouting. "I want a real answer!" He demanded.
England glared at America. "Why would you ask such a stupid question?" He asked, also crossing his arms.
America glared back at England. "Because," He began. "Canada told Romano he would love him for ever and ever and then he loved him so much, he would give Kuma-what-ever up for him," He explained in all one sentence.
England nodded his head, his emerald eyes confused. "Okay...?"
America whined. "Iggy!" He yelled, hugging his boyfriend close to him. "How much do you love me?!" He demanded, hugging his boyfriend tight.
England felt like he couldn't breathe.
"Bloody-Git!" He breathed out. "Let me fucking go!" He struggled to yell.
America unloosed his grip, but kept
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France looked around, confused. He put his glass of wine on the small table beside his couch. "Whose there?" He asked, already standing up.
"Papa, it's me..." A pause. "Canada."
France thought for a moment. Canada...? Oh! Canada! "Mi amor, I completely forgot!" He said, smiling at him.
Canada rolled his eyes. 'What's new?' He thought, annoyed. "Papa, I have a problem..." He said sadly.
"What is it?" France asked, sitting down once again and gesturing for Canada to sit as well. "What is your problem?"
Canada sighed and looked at his feet. "I think I love America..." He said quietly.
"YOU LOVE THAT HAMBURGER EATING AMERICAN?!" He shouted loudly. He did not loom mad... He was actually... Smiling?
Canada looked up, startled. "I said I think... I don't know for sure, Papa," He said slowly.
France, however, paid no attention. This was perfect! England had told him that America had liked Canada, too! Now, all he had to do was call England and tell him
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"Embarrasing, irresponisble kid."
"You don't mean that."
"Yep. You don't."
"Hmph. You're bloody crazy that you think I don't mean it."
England sipped at his tea, glancing up from his book at the younger man.
America grinned at him.
"You think I'm a push over?"
"...Call me what you want; I take care of your bloody ass."
"You don't have to, though. Don't you have better stuff to do?"
"'Course I do. I just choose to take care of you."
"Because you dearly need it."
England continued reading his book, every once a while drinking his tea.
America sat on the other side of the table on his computer, drinking Coca Cola while eating a ham burger.
It was a normal day for the couple; they were just sitting at the table enjoying each other's company.
"Do you love me?"
"'Cause. I want to know."
"You know the answer though."
"I'm assuming you do."
"Well, I love you."
"That's nice to know."
America inwardly smirked at this.
England was just too shy
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America bear hugged his lover tightly, pressing his forehead against England's.
Another normal day for the couple, America laying down on the couch with England, while watching T.V.
The couple was watching Adventure Time (America understood all of it while England was still at shock that this "Finn" character was a boy... England said that he would never understand "American" cartoons as he put it. America merely rolled his eyes.)
America stared at England. "Would you run away with me, England?" He asked.
England looked at his lover, startled. "W-W-What?" He stuttered.
America shrugged and adjusted their positions on the couch. They were now both sitting instead of England leaning on America.
"Well, when you think of it, Finn is a "fictional" character as you said. He's a hero and what if one day..." America trailed off.
England nodded slowly, moving his hands in a "continue" manner. "And...?" England said, raising his bushy eyebrows.
America gulped, and let out a ner
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"Bloody git! What do you want?"
"I FEEL SICK."
"Well, I don't know..."
"Tell me how you feel sick then."
England sighed, putting down his cup of tea. It was a usual day in his house, France at work and America barging in through the door like always. It was actually quite peaceful when America was not there, but nothing lasts forever.
America shoved his hands in his pockets and started to pace.
"I-I- I don't know!" He yelled, making England wince at the loud noise. "When I'm around Canada-"
"Wait," England interrupted. "Who?"
America sighed in annoyance and explained, "My brother. The one Francy-Pants lost in the French and Indian War."
England thought for a moment. "Oh... Canada!" He said in realization. He cleared his throat. "Um, yes. I knew that. Continue."
America glared at England. "Anyways, when I'm around Canada, my stomach does little flips, my hands get sweaty, and I stutter for words!" He shouted loudly. "It's like, so not heroic!"
England suddenly gri
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He remembered it was almost the best day of his life.
The only problem was that it was with his brother.
"C'mon, Mattie!" Alfed yelled, running faster than his little brother.
Little Matthew panted as he tried to pick up the pace. "I-I can't... Alfred!" He yelped, tripping over his own feet. He rubbed his head. "Owie..." He muttered. He had always been clumsy; even more than Alfred.
Alfred stopped running and looked over his shoulder. He laughed loudly. "Dude, you're so clumsy!" He exclaimed, jogging back to help the younger.
Matthew glared at him. "Shut up..." He said quietly, hoping Alfred did not hear it. Arthur had made strict rules not to be rude to each other, or they would be punished. Alfred was known for telling on Matthew. To be honest, since Alfred had told Matthew that Arthur was a former pirate, he would rather not be punished. (He was sure Papa -Francis- would not let Arthur lay a hand on him, but you could never
I Care About You (England/Japan)Tears streamed down his face as he gripped his short hair and let tears spill from his eyes. All the other countries were sound asleep, and Japan was sure no one could hear him sob and cry. He rocked back and forth on his futon as he let the tears stream down his face. All of the shit that had happened to each and everyone of the countries in the mansion finally dawned on him.I Care About You (England/Japan) in Romance More Like This
"I... I don't know what to do..." He sobbed, opening his tear filled eyes. He heard someone shift in their bed, and was afraid that it was Italy. Japan feared that if Italy saw him at his weakness, he would start to be discouraged.
When the shifting stopped, Japan sighed through his sobs and whispered again, "I just... I'm not even sure what to do anymore..."
"Maybe you should try letting other people help you for once and stop putting all of this on your shoulders," The British accent rang out.
Japan quickly wiped away his tears and gasped when he saw England approaching him. His gaze softened and he said softly
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England was gone for the night, leaving the two boys alone to themselves. The two had their own desires and lusts at a young age- They were both only fourteen. Too young to be doing... Such lewd acitivites. The two could not help themselves, though. They wanted it and needed it.
"I hate you."
"I hate you, too."
Terrible words to be exchanged by brothers, but those words were nothing but lies to keep them from spilling their confessions to each other. They were both in love; no doubting that. The two colonies were in love but were too stubborn to admit it.
The two hated each other and loved each other with such a passion that even though they would shoot venomous words to each other, they would hold hands as if they were bound to be together. Although many countries suspected that the two young colonies loved each other, Canada and America would always deny it.
America took in a deep breath as h
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Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore...
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind...
For me it happens all the time...
Arthur angrily threw the picture frames on the floor. He smashed them to tiny bits and went as far as to step on them with his shoes. He kicked at the broken glass and threw another picture of him and Francis on the floor.
"Damn him!" He had yelled and tears of anger slipped out of his eyes. He tried to calm himself down, but he was just so agnry. How could he still love Francis out of all the things he had done to him!
That was an hour ago. Arthur now was sprawled out on his couch, drinking the left over bitter beer he had stored in the kitchen. 'Drinking will make it better,' He thought solemnly. He gulped some down. 'It always does.'
He hiccuped and let the tears of anger and sadness flow. He could not suppress the sadness and anger he felt. It was all too much. He glanced at the phone and the
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"America How would you tell someone You love them?"
America looked up, confused by England's sudden question. "What are you talking about?"
England sighed, exasperated. He looked like he was trying to be casual, but he actually just looked really embarrassed. "How would you tell someone you love them?" he asked again, his voice beginning to speed up.
America just blinked at England, trying to keep his expression blank. He didn't exactly want to discuss love with the other nation, and especially when he wasn't prepared for it.
"Why are you asking me this?" America finally said. He couldn't think of anything else. "I mean," he continued, "it just seems like a really random question, you know?"
England blushed and looked away. "There's someone I've loved for a very long time and I w
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The words sliced through England's heart, tearing it open and ripping it to shreds. Just three, simple words. It was amazing, really, what three words could do. But England wasn't thinking about that. He wasn't thinking at all, actually. His mind froze, not quite able to process what had happened. Tears were rolling down his cheeks, but he didn't notice or care. His knees collapsed underneath him and he fell forward, expression still blank.
Suddenly he understood.
His vision was blurred by tears and thoughts, his emotions swelling up inside him. He couldn't speak, couldn't move. Not even a change of expression, other than his eyes widening a little.
America was shaking, holding himself back. He wanted to scream, to tell England he didn't mean it. Laugh it off like everything else, say it was all a joke... But he couldn't.
It made him so mad.
His fists clenched even tighter. Even though he was wearing gloves, the warm, red liquid that was trickling fr
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America grabbed England's shoulders and stared at him pleadingly. He looked so pathetic.
England looked back into America's teary blue eyes, thoughts and emotions whirling around in his head. They were dull with grief and frustration. They could barely qualify as blue; they were more like a washed out gray. It really was quite disheartening. He remembered those round, bright blue eyes from all those years ago greeting him at the doorway and calling out to him...
He pushed the memories away. Going farther up the chain would only lead to the worst of them all. He never wanted to think about it again. And anyway, he had the present to think about. What had America said just now? That he...
No, that was impossible. Why would America love him? He had no reason to. Why would anyone like him at all, anyway? How could America stand to be with him all those years? But then again, America wasn't the easiest person to be with either. So why had the
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"Igirisu-san, are you okay?" Japan asked me. His face was his usual, blank expression, but there was worry in his eyes.
I shook my head. "No... I-I'm okay..." I looked over at America, who was in bed. Right after he had passed out, I had called Japan and together, we had somehow brought him back to his house. Japan, being the responsible country he is, was able to patch America up as best he could; now, all he needed was rest.
Japan was still looking at me, as if he expected me to break down or something. I frowned in annoyance. "Japan, I'm okay! But..." I turned my face away. "I'm worried about America..." Japan smiled at me.
"Of course you are worried about him. It's only natural," he said. I let out a sigh.
"Yes... You're right." I paused. "Japan, could you, maybe..." He nodded before I could finish, made a quick bow, and left the room. I silently wondered if he knew how to read minds.
I turned my attention back to America. Looking into his sleeping face, I felt
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Well, it had seemed like a good idea when he said it. Of course, some things are easier said than done.
England shook his head and sighed in exasperation. The problem was, they had know idea where America went. He'd questioned Canada extensively, but he only said no, his brother hadn't told him anything.
"Where the bloody hell is he?" England snapped and hit his fist against the table. He snarled and ran his fingers through his wild hair.
"U-Um, maybe he..." Canada started to suggest something, when he suddenly got a faraway look in his eyes.
"Canada?" England touched his shoulder. He didn't respond. "Canada!" England grabbed the other shoulder and stared into his eyes. They were glazed over and unfocused. "Canada!" England cried again and shook Canada's shoulders. Those eyes were really starting to scare him.
There was silence for a moment, but then Canada seemed to wake up. He broke out of the trance with a snap of his head and blinked a few times. "Englan
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America blinked his eyes groggily, not quite awake. He was still dreaming, but could vaguely hear voices coming from somewhere. They were so familiar... He closed his eyes again against the blinding sun. His head hurt so much... So did his back from lying on that cold bench for so long. He felt a hollowness inside him and an aching in his heart. But he couldn't remember why he was there in the first place... His mind wasn't awake enough to think about anything, really.
He clenched his teeth in frustration. Those voices were only getting louder and more annoying. He wished they would go away and let him sleep. He felt something on his face - a hand, maybe? Some more excited shouting. Why couldn't it just go away already?
As he started to drift off again, he felt arms around him. They were comforting and warm.
It was nice...
Canada clenched and unclenched his fists. He was
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England looked up, his tired eyes not fully registering what was around him. He vaguely remembered that he was in the conference room. A meeting had just ended and he'd thought everyone else had left. The only reason he wasn't gone too, was... Well, he didn't really know why. His legs just couldn't seem to support him. Yawning widely, he whispered, "Alf-America...?"
"A-Ah, no, Canada." Canada laughed nervously. England stared at him blankly for a minute and then rubbed his eyes.
"What do you want?" he asked quietly, as if he was unable to raise his voice above a whisper.
Canada gulped and said, "W-Well you just seem so tired, England... I wanted to know if you were okay..." England thought he heard a deep sadness in the other nation's voice, but he couldn't be sure. Sleep-deprivation was overriding everything.
"I'm fine," he lied as another yawn hit. "I just... Couldn't sleep last night..."
"Why? Does the reason have to do with..." Canada looked away and his voice was trembl
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England's frantic cry was lost in the blaze of light. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to keep himself steady. Finally, the light disappeared and he realized just how cold he'd been. He shivered and slowly opened his tired eyes, afraid of what he was about to see.
America was still standing; the only change in his position was that his outstretched arms were now limp at his sides. England breathed a sigh of relief. He's okay
His relief quickly turned to horror though, when the American's knees suddenly collapsed under him and he fell backward. England ran forward and just barely managed to catch him by his armpits.
"Bloody hell," England gasped, stumbling back under the weight. "He's heavy " He set America down on the grass as gently as he could. Panting hard, he finally saw what the light had done. His eyes widened and his mouth fell open as anxiety and fear started to well up in his stomach.
Blood was pouring from numerous gashes all over the young nation
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The Brit raised one of his thick eyebrows. "Alfred, can't it wait? I'm in the middle of something important." He was talking to Japan about something, but America knew he had to do this now before he lost his nerve.
"It's Really important " America bit his lip, anxiety rising up inside him.
Japan gave America a funny expression, as if he knew what was going to happen. He bowed respectfully and backed away, mumbling some excuse to leave. England looked confused, but waved good-bye and turned to America, arms crossed.
"Okay, what do you want?"
America hesitated. How could he go through with this? What was he supposed to say? He wanted to turn and run away, avoid the entire situation. But Did he really have a choice?
It's better this way For both of us
"England " He sucked in a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was about to do. He noted England's slight surprise at the use of his officia
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The Thing's mocking voice cut through England's thoughts. He growled and backed up a little, ignoring the blood running down his cheek. They had only been fighting for a minute, and already it was beating him. He was better than this, why couldn't he seem to land a hit?
"Well?" It sneered at him condescendingly. "Will you give up?"
"No," England snarled. "I'm going to beat you!" He muttered a spell under his breath and fired a small beam of light from his wand. The Thing laughed and stopped the attack with a simple wave of its hand.
"Really, I thought you would actually make me break a sweat with all that bravado!" It laughed. "And yet, this is all you could muster I'm very disappointed. I don't do well with disappointment." It flicked its hand again, forming three dark purple energy balls. They flew towards England, buzzing with some sort of evil power. He just barely managed to dodge two, but
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That simple thought ran through the American's head as he sat in the corner of his room, shaking, forcing himself not to cry. He had to be strong. He was America he was--
Everything about today just tore him apart. He should've seen it coming, it was his fault. That's what he kept telling himself. Everything was his fault. Security should've been higher, there had to be signs that he had missed. People died, and it was his fault.
All his fault.
He was supposed to be the hero, wasn't he? Then why couldn't he save all those people? Why? It wasn't fair...
His hands curled int fists, smashing against the floor in frustration. He hated how oblivious he was, and it was driving him insane. Even if it happened all those years ago...it still hurt. Two beautiful buildings, demolished. Innocent people, murdered. Families lost loved ones, fathers, mothers, even children. He thought about, what if someone he held desperately close to his heart was in the
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"You're leaving me? Alone? On Friday the 13th?" Matthew tilted his head, pointing to the calendar, which indeed stated that it was in fact Friday the 13th. Alfred gave a small laugh before opening the door. He leaned against the doorway, giving a slight shrug of his shoulders.
"Oh, of course not..." A smirk spread across his face, gaining and odd glance from the quiet blonde.
"What are you-"
"Bye bro!" He called out, rushing out the door before Matt could ask any more questions. The blonde was confused, but didn't bother to stop his brother and his crazy ideas. It was probably something stupid, knowing Alfred. He went back to reading his book.
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The distressed scream silenced the whole table of Nordics. Up stood Norway, glaring at them all, tears gathering up in the corners of his eyes. His hands were balled up into fists, slammed down onto the table. He seemed to be shaking, and for once his monotone face was not as it usually was.
"Oi, Norge, calm down!" Norway's eyes darted to Denmark - the one who had pretty much started the fight. He and Sve usually got into these fights, but the Norwegian representation was getting really sick and tired of all the fighting between them. Why couldn't they have peaceful meetings, where no one fought about anyone, or fought over anyone? They were all free countries.
He belonged to no one but himself.
"I'm not going to calm down!" He hissed at the Danish country, voice quivering. He never understood why he got so upset over the fact - even when Norway was under Denmark he got upset over it, but then again that made sense. Now that he was free, it shouldn't have affected him. "This happ