A Special BouquetItaly's/Feliciano Vargas' P.O.V"I don't know what made me so attracted to her all of a sudden. Perhaps her smile, the way she laughs, her childish acts, that special need of helping others, her shyness around nearly everyone, the funny way she embarrasses herself..? I'm not sure; they're so many reasons why I adore her so much.Jeez, to be completely honest I never thought I'd meet someone like her, that
I'll never understand because we haven't really known each other for so long anyway but I guess we just clicked, maybe we had too much things in common or maybe it was the way we spoke to each other? We always made each other laugh and used to talk about nearly everything that was on our minds.I think I really do love her-"'Italy-Sama?' Liechtenstein started, waving a hand in front of him. Getting him out of his thoughts of her.'Heh? OH! Hello Bella!''Look! I found lovely flowers for you!''For me?' Blink.She nodded, hair rocking back and forth touching her soften pink chee
Attracted To My Little Sister.The alarm clock started to ring, like an extremely loud pounding of noise attacking through his eardrums and into his head which made Mikuo snap his eyes wide open and sit up automatically on his bed, panting heavily and groaning in final as his hands came up and touched his entire face before rubbing his neck and falling backwards once again, turning over flat on his stomach and burying his head under his large pillow. Mikuo heard his bedroom door open, he peeked half his head out and saw a teal haired girl walking towards him, turning off his alarm clock and leaning up to open the curtains of his window. Miku placed her hands on her hips as she swirled around to face his layed-down body. Her hair floating behind her gracefully, before she leaned her face closer making her long pony-tails drop to her shoulders and down to her side, nearly touching the floor. She had so much hair, all he could see now were her elbows.'Mikuo!' He heard her say like every single morning and he
There Is Still A Part Of Him With Us.All the nations were united here, in a big spaced, cold and heart-breaking church, surrounding a large, dark coloured coffin with the tip opened for those to see that one dead person, laying so peacefully with a lot of flowers laying on his chest. A nation approached. His tears just couldn't help themselves anymore, they were strolling down his cheeks as he looked closely at the dead body. He closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth and holding his hands closed into fist with quite a force.A hand landed lightly on his shoulder, he turned his head and looked at the person behind him, a tall German with blonde hair back perfectly and light blue ocean eyes, looking down at him with the sadest expression across his face. 'Crying vill not do any good, Al.' America turned back around and looks at England's body once again. 'I don't know why you're holding back, Ludwig...' The German looked away, dropping his head to the floor as Italy and Japan stood near his and America's side.