To Keep You Safe [Hetalia Fanfiction - UsUk] by maayabird, literature
Literature
To Keep You Safe [Hetalia Fanfiction - UsUk]
I remember it vividly, the sight of your face as I glanced back at you for one last time before the light flooded my eyes and the shadows consumed my soul. It is etched into my memory, the same scene playing over and over again in the dark recesses of my battered mind. My words are looped into an endless promise, never being granted the chance of being fulfilled.
But it's because you're so very important to me that if only to keep you safe, I know certain sacrifices must be made.
"Sorry, but if I don't kill you and go back alive, I won't set the hero a good example."
I remember it clearly, the feeling of your body pressed tightl
Claustrophobia USxUK Fanfic by SakuraBlossom30, literature
Literature
Claustrophobia USxUK Fanfic
Claustrophobia
USUK Fanfic
It was just another normal day, well if you consider being surrounded by a bunch of loud, bickering nations normal. But over all the other voices of the other nations the one that stood out the most to England was the louder, more obnoxious voice of the nation, America. America's voice was always the loudest out of everyone else's, well to England it was anyway. The odd thing was, was that England always honed in on America's voice during these meetings and he had no idea why. However he was torn away from his thoughts when he heard the sound of an argument between America and Germany.
"You don't know any
A Bet Too Far-Chapter 9 by mysteriousshamrock, literature
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A Bet Too Far-Chapter 9
England scowled as he looked through the sketches that he'd found shoved in with a load of other junk in a desk drawer. He hadn't really attempted anything artistic for years, not since France had suggested in one of their quieter moments that he learn. He paged through the various attempts at still life, pausing when he found some landscapes that weren't too terrible. Smiling, he put them to the side, and then frowned at something drawn on the back of one of his terrible attempts at a fruit bowl. He smirked at the caricature of France as a frog; the git must have been annoying him about his "technique" again
"What have you got there, Sasann
A Bet Too Far-Chapter 8 by mysteriousshamrock, literature
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A Bet Too Far-Chapter 8
Romano was surprised to find the weather was actually dry and not too cold the next morning, so decided to leave his coat in his hotel room. Unfortunately, the morning was spent in meetings that, despite the fact that Romano and England had nothing to do in, but they still had to attend for various odd (and in Romano's opinion, stupid) reasons. As they were finishing, Romano looked to the window horrified to see rain sheeting down the panes.
"What the hell?"
He heard a light laugh behind him and turned to see England "You didn't pay attention yesterday then? I did warn you about my weather"
Romano scowled "It's still fucking ridiculous. Th
A Bet Too Far-Chapter 7 by mysteriousshamrock, literature
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A Bet Too Far-Chapter 7
Romano glowered at the drizzle as his plane landed in Heathrow. Typical fucking English weather, he understood now what England had meant when he said that the weather couldn't make up its mind, muttering to himself, he pulled his collar up as he hurried through the wet haze.
Once he was sorted in his hotel room, he paused. Should he ring England now? Or would that be too obvious, maybe he should wait until the meeting tomorrow His hand had other ideas however, picking up the hotel's phone, he was halfway through dialling England's number before he realised what he was doing then it was too late
"Hello?"
"England?"
"Hello?
A Bet Too Far-Chapter 6 by mysteriousshamrock, literature
Literature
A Bet Too Far-Chapter 6
The phone rang. Romano frowned as he got up to answer it, wondering who it could be, hardly anyone rang him in the middle of the day
"Pronto?"
"Fratello?"
"Who else would it be, idiot?"
"Umm well, it could have been "
"Never mind, why are you calling me in the middle of the day, fratello? Are you alright?" Romano tried to ignore the slight fear that had begun to gnaw at him. Veneciano hardly ever rang at this time unless it was urgent. There was silence on the other end of the phone, no voice came but what sounded like fidgeting was heard. "Fratello?" Romano could hear the worry edging into his voice "Are you hurt?"
"Ah! N-no I am
A Bet Too Far-Chapter 5 by mysteriousshamrock, literature
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A Bet Too Far-Chapter 5
Once again, the Bad Touch Trio found themselves slumped against the bar as Spain recounted what had happened in Italy
"And then he after he said that, he just pushed me out and closed the door in my face!"
The other two sighed "Are you a masochist Toni? I thought you went to call the bet off?"
"Mmm, I did, but "
"But what? Or did " France cut off his berating off the man as his phone interrupted
"Don't think I'm done with you, Bonjour?"
"France?"
"Angleterre?" This got the attention of the other two nations. Prussia mouthed "Was? [What?]" France shrugged
"To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure, mon cher?"
There was a pau