by ~FailKitten on deviantarts
After having been to the meetings and begging England oh so many times to let anda be some sort of personification, he finally found a place for you. He allowed anda to personify his capital city of london just so long as anda would leave him alone! So, feeling quite pleased with yourself and eager to help England with what he called 'foreign relations', anda were immediately out of the house to talk to people.
anda remembered that England wasn't very close to France all of the sudden, and felt it necessary to 'patch things up'. Just as well, anda remembered that he wasn't all that far away because he had to stay in British territory for the time being.
That's how anda found yourself knocking on France's door all of the sudden.
The blonde man opened his door and looked rather surprised to see anda standing there.
"Ah...bonjour...?" he greeted uncertainly.
"Hello, good sir!" anda greeted enthusiastically, giving him a curtsy.
Hearing your accent, he asked, "And...which country are anda again?"
"Oh...ah...I'm the city of London."
"Angleterre..." France muttered.
anda didn't think to much about that before he invited anda into his rather flamboyant home.
"Please set down," he invited, gesturing toward the dipan, sofa just before he went into the kitchen.
anda examined the room from your spot on the couch. Hmm...it's very vibrant in this room. I wonder if the rest of his house looks like this? I wonder if his people live like this, as well... anda thought. I do like it very much. It seems different from England's home, yet it also feels just the same.
"I'm back, mon cheri," France announced as he came back with two mugs of hot chocolate, very artistically presented, of course.
anda hadn't the faintest idea what he had just berkata to you, as you'd never taken it upon yourself to learn this language before.
"Ah...thank you," anda berkata shyly, taking a sip of hot cocoa.
"It was no problem. Now, could anda please tell me why anda are here?"
"Oh! Yeah! Um...I came here to get to know anda better...and...uh...improve 'foreign relations'."
"Oh, I see. So then, why don't we start oleh getting each other's names, non? My name is Francis Bonnefoy. Now tell me, what is yours?"
"I'm <First Name> Kirkland," anda replied, grinning.
"Oh, what a lovely name, <First Name>! Now, where should we start in order to get to know each other better, hmm?"
"Ahh...I'm England's little sister. I wanted anda guys to be friends because I heard that anda fight a lot and it's good to have lots of good...'foreign relations'."
"That it is, mon cheri."
anda nodded. "Now...I want to know something. Why do anda keep calling me mon cherry? What does that mean?"
He chuckled. "It's pronounced mon cheri, darling, and it means...sweetheart."
anda found your cheekes heating up slightly. "Um...could you...I mean, if anda don't mind, Sir, could anda please avoid calling me that?"
"Ah, no problem at all, darling!"
Ignoring that endearing remark, anda asked, "So, we're good?"
"Well, that depends on Angleterre. anda have to ask him before deciding anything, darling. But, I enjoyed your visit. I would very much like for anda to visit me again, <First Name>," he answered with a smile.
anda smiled in return and, with another curtsy, went home.
"Oh, hello, <First Name>. Where have anda been?" England greeted automatically as anda walked in the door.
anda smiled at him. "I was helping anda improve 'foreign relations'."
"W-with who?!" he demanded, looking up from his book.
"Well, I was at France's hou-"
"That frog! What did he do to you?!"
"Nothing! He just wants to be your ally! I think it would be best, seeing as how your only true allies are a shuttant and a bloody pig who didn't want anything to do with anda in the first place!" anda snapped.
England opened his mouth to say something, but only shut it again. He appeared to be thinking something through. Then, he looked back up into your eyes.
"<First Name>," he berkata calmly, "you are not to talk to him anymore."
"But why? That's unfair! anda aren't the boss of me!" anda yelled.
"I am your superior, <First Name>! anda are both my junior and just a city! So, I make the rules and anda follow them! Is that clear?!"
anda had no intention of answering. The very thought of making even a reply to him was causing your blood to boil. However, with much hatred and strain in your voice, anda growled, "Yes Sir."
England nodded, returning to his membaca as soon as anda left the room. Little did he know that anda were climbing out of your window to tell France his answer.
anda were soon once again at France's house, knocking on the door. He soon answered, but this time with less surprise on his face.
"Oh, hello, <France's Nickname For You>. Why are anda back so early?"
"England didn't want to be allies. In fact, he told me not to talk to anda anymore."
France looked sad. "Ohh, darling, you'll come see me anyway, non?"
"Of course! I don't care what he thinks! I like anda very much! I think anda could be a great ally; he's just too blind to see it!"
"Well, I'm glad to hear anda think so, <France's Nickname For You>."
anda smiled up at him. "I wish I was a country, so we could be allies. Then I wouldn't have to listen to my stupid brother anymore."
"Oh, <France's Nickname For You>, he is just looking out for you, anda know."
"I know," anda sighed. "I just wish he would give it a rest sometimes!"
"I know, <France's Nickname For You>. But at least he isn't smart enough to see anda escape."
anda giggled and nodded. "Well, that's true."
"Okay, <France's Nickname For You>, if that's all I will see anda later."
anda nodded once more, heading halaman awal again.
Of course, the fact that anda had escaped through your window had completely left your mind until anda opened the front door. anda began kicking yourself immediately when anda saw your big brother's expression of both shock and rage.
"Arthur," anda pleaded, hoping that using his real name would lighten him up just a little bit, "I can explain!"
"Start explaining, then," he commanded, getting up from his spot on the dipan, sofa to stand before anda with his arms crossed.
"I-I-I left through the window to t-t-talk to America! I though anda would be mad if I went out the d-d-door!" anda said, thinking as fast as anda could.
"What did anda have to say to him?"
"I-I wanted to tell him that I was finally a personification! Are anda happy now?"
"I am. And, selanjutnya time, <First Name>, just tell me where you're going," he told anda with a smile.
anda sighed with relief and returned the sentiment. anda weren't too happy with him, but anda couldn't stay angry at your big brother.
Now, this climbing-out-of-windows business had become your habit over the course of six months. However, anda always remembered to come back in the window as well.
At the beginning of the seventh bulan - April - anda entered France's house soaked through with water. Of course, oleh now anda two were close enough so that anda could just waltz right into his house and he wouldn't care.
Now, as anda lived in the United Kingdom, the term 'April showers' took on a whole new meaning for you.
"Greetings, mon cheri," France berkata as he walked into the room(you had become used to his little terms of endearment). He stopped once he saw you. Now, anda often walked into his house with rain all over you, but it hadn't rained this hard in quite some time. anda were shivering. "Ah, <France's Nickname For You>! You're soaked through! Sit on the couch, mon cheri, please!" As he spoke, one arm made its way around your shoulder and he pushed anda to the couch. "I will be right back!"
anda nodded, unable to stop him from doing anything for some reason.
He came back with a comforter and wrapped it around your shoulders.
"Oh, I do hope this will warm anda up, <First Name>. I hate to see anda shivering so badly."
"I'm fine," anda assured him, still shaking like a leaf.
He sat on the dipan, sofa selanjutnya to anda wrapping his arms around you.
"F-Francis...?" anda started.
"Oui, <France's Nickname For You>?" he responded.
"It's just..." anda tried. anda settled into the warmth of his embrace, not sure of how to say what anda wished to. "I...know we've been friends for six months. And...we've gotten close in that time."
"Oui?" France prompted.
"I...nothing. It wasn't important." anda started kicking yourself again.
"Oh, I'm sure it was. But if anda don't want to tell me, it's alright."
A chill went down your spine, but it wasn't the kind anda got when someone started creeping anda out.
Well, basically, anda discussed the usual topics and even some new ones before anda came back halaman awal at midnight.
There was a silhouette on your bed. Scared out of your mind, anda inched toward the light switch to reveal that it was only your big brother. He had to have been there since anda left at eight that night.
"And where have anda been all this time?" he demanded through gritted teeth.
"I...I...uh...I just..."
"You might as well tell me the truth, '<France's Nickname For You>'," he informed anda in a hateful tone.
Your jaw dropped. Why would he call anda that?! He'd never called anda that before, and he certainly wouldn't start now!
"E-excuse me...?" anda asked in disbelief.
"You went to that frog's house again! After I deliberately told anda not to! London, I'm beginning to think I should put anda on house arrest atau something!"
"You can't do that!"
"Yes I can! I'm going to put the entire city of london on lockdown and leave anda there until anda can learn!"
"No, please! I'm sorry! I won't do it again! I won't even look at him! I'll even spend my time on the other side of the world. I-I'll stay with Japan! Please just don't make me stay in my home!"
Your brother stared at anda for a moment. "Very well then," he finally said. "We're leaving for Japan's house tomorrow. Until then, anda should get some sleep...follow me."
anda obeyed reluctantly, and he led anda to his room.
"You are going to sleep here, where I can keep an eye on you. If anda pindah just a little bit, it will wake me up because I am a light sleeper."
anda nodded grimly, unsure of what else to say. Your stomach churned as anda lay down. Your big brother lay down selanjutnya to you, and anda were both asleep soon.
The selanjutnya day, anda were shaken awake around ten in the morning. England was on the phone with Japan. He had just hung up when anda finally opened your eyes.
"Come along, <First Name>. We're getting on the plane at two. Get your clothes on."
anda nodded and made your way down to your room, pulling on any old clothes anda found. anda started packing up clothing, along with your camera, cell phone, and basic toiletries. Otherwise, anda abandoned your belongings where they were.
Soon, anda and England were on the plane. anda were not at all happy about this situation. Your stomach churned when the plane took off: anda never berkata good-bye to Francis, told him where anda were going, atau even let him know anda loved him.
anda slid down in your seat, wrapped your arms around yourself, and fell asleep.
anda woke up on your own just as it was announced that the plane was landing in Japan.
Arthur must have carried me onto this plane. I guess I was tired...
"Oh, <England's Nickname For You>, you're awake," he berkata gently. "We're finally here."
anda nodded. Everything was still a blur to your tired eyes as everyone stood to get off the plane. Of course, jepang was out there to meet you.
He bowed. "Kon'nichiwa, Engrand-Sama. Kon'nichiwa, London-Chan."
anda curtsied back, feeling it was the proper response in this situation.
"Kiku," England said, "I need <First Name> to live with you. She needs to be here so that she doesn't continue being friends with that frog."
"I see." jepang turned to face you. "London-Chan, I have a room set aside for you. Prease forrow me home." He turned toward England and bowed once more. "Sayonara, Engrand-Sama. Have a aman, brankas trip home."
England nodded to the man. He turned toward anda and smiled sadly. "I guess I won't be seeing anda for a while now."
anda nodded, feeling your eyes burn with unborn tears for several different reasons. Before anda knew it, anda could feel his arms around your person. Just like old times, he had lifted anda up into the air with a tight hug. As the tears finally started running down your cheeks, anda hugged him back.
"Good-bye, Arthur," anda whispered.
"Good-bye, <England's Nickname For You>. I wish it didn't have to come to this."
anda simply nodded, not knowing how else to respond.
England set anda back down on your feet. "I'll come visit anda sometime, okay, <First Name>?"
anda nodded, happy to hear that your brother would still come see you.
anda just wished that anda could tell France where anda were at. He had never diberikan anda any phone numbers of his.
To spare everyone the boring details, anda spent three years with Japan. France had been pushed into the deep recesses of your mind, but anda still never forgot him entirely.
Of course, then came the hari that jepang decided to take anda to a world meeting. All of the sebelumnya times, anda would beg and whine. However, his answer had always been 'no'("It's a quirk," he explained).
Now, he decided of his own accord that he would take you.
"You are a representative," he said. "It onry seems right."
anda were the first two at that meeting. jepang didn't seem to mind that anda abandoned him to wait oleh the door. anda also didn't take into account who could walk in first.
Of course, it started out with Russia and his subordinates, then China and his subordinates, and so on. Soon, however, the western side of the Eurasian continent was beginning to meander into the large building.
France was first.
anda were so overcome with every sort of emotion that anda could not get his attention. He wasn't looking at you, for anda were waiting quietly beside the doorway. The man was just staring straight ahead as he strode confidently toward his kursi at the long table.
As your mouth couldn't form words, anda opted for the selanjutnya best option: anda grabbed hold of his garmen, pakaian and pulled, staring up at him hopefully.
France looked down at you. His jaw dropped, and the rest of his face lit up dramatically.
"Francis," anda murmured in disbelief, tasting his name on your tongue after what felt like forever.
"<France's Nickname For You>! I missed anda so much!" he exclaimed, grabbing anda oleh the shoulders and ciuman both of your cheeks in a sort of greeting.
"Francis, I'm so sorry I never berkata anything!" anda started babbling. "England caught me that last night and took me to Japan's house to live so I couldn't see anda anymore! I had no way to contact anda because I didn't know how to and I only had my phone and - Please forgive me!"
France's face was one of understanding. "It's alright, mon amor. All that matters is now. And now, I know where to find you."
anda still hadn't the faintest clue of what he had called you, only that it meant anda were his something atau other. anda didn't care though. He drew a pen from his pocket and took your hand. He wrote a seven numbers on your hand.
"There anda go, <France's Nickname For You>. Now anda can talk to me whenever anda want to, even if you're sure I'm asleep."
Without thinking, anda embraced him.
"I cinta you," anda blurted out.
Here we go with the whole kicking yourself situation again...
France pulled anda away and held anda out at an arm's length so that he could stare at you. "Why, <First Name>, don't anda know what mon amor means?" he chuckled.
"I-it means my friend, doesn't it?" anda asked sadly, anda cheeks hot with embarrassment.
"No, darling," he responded. "It means my love." With that, he leaned down and brushed his lips against yours.
And that was when England walked in.
But that is a different story~
After having been to the meetings and begging England oh so many times to let anda be some sort of personification, he finally found a place for you. He allowed anda to personify his capital city of london just so long as anda would leave him alone! So, feeling quite pleased with yourself and eager to help England with what he called 'foreign relations', anda were immediately out of the house to talk to people.
anda remembered that England wasn't very close to France all of the sudden, and felt it necessary to 'patch things up'. Just as well, anda remembered that he wasn't all that far away because he had to stay in British territory for the time being.
That's how anda found yourself knocking on France's door all of the sudden.
The blonde man opened his door and looked rather surprised to see anda standing there.
"Ah...bonjour...?" he greeted uncertainly.
"Hello, good sir!" anda greeted enthusiastically, giving him a curtsy.
Hearing your accent, he asked, "And...which country are anda again?"
"Oh...ah...I'm the city of London."
"Angleterre..." France muttered.
anda didn't think to much about that before he invited anda into his rather flamboyant home.
"Please set down," he invited, gesturing toward the dipan, sofa just before he went into the kitchen.
anda examined the room from your spot on the couch. Hmm...it's very vibrant in this room. I wonder if the rest of his house looks like this? I wonder if his people live like this, as well... anda thought. I do like it very much. It seems different from England's home, yet it also feels just the same.
"I'm back, mon cheri," France announced as he came back with two mugs of hot chocolate, very artistically presented, of course.
anda hadn't the faintest idea what he had just berkata to you, as you'd never taken it upon yourself to learn this language before.
"Ah...thank you," anda berkata shyly, taking a sip of hot cocoa.
"It was no problem. Now, could anda please tell me why anda are here?"
"Oh! Yeah! Um...I came here to get to know anda better...and...uh...improve 'foreign relations'."
"Oh, I see. So then, why don't we start oleh getting each other's names, non? My name is Francis Bonnefoy. Now tell me, what is yours?"
"I'm <First Name> Kirkland," anda replied, grinning.
"Oh, what a lovely name, <First Name>! Now, where should we start in order to get to know each other better, hmm?"
"Ahh...I'm England's little sister. I wanted anda guys to be friends because I heard that anda fight a lot and it's good to have lots of good...'foreign relations'."
"That it is, mon cheri."
anda nodded. "Now...I want to know something. Why do anda keep calling me mon cherry? What does that mean?"
He chuckled. "It's pronounced mon cheri, darling, and it means...sweetheart."
anda found your cheekes heating up slightly. "Um...could you...I mean, if anda don't mind, Sir, could anda please avoid calling me that?"
"Ah, no problem at all, darling!"
Ignoring that endearing remark, anda asked, "So, we're good?"
"Well, that depends on Angleterre. anda have to ask him before deciding anything, darling. But, I enjoyed your visit. I would very much like for anda to visit me again, <First Name>," he answered with a smile.
anda smiled in return and, with another curtsy, went home.
"Oh, hello, <First Name>. Where have anda been?" England greeted automatically as anda walked in the door.
anda smiled at him. "I was helping anda improve 'foreign relations'."
"W-with who?!" he demanded, looking up from his book.
"Well, I was at France's hou-"
"That frog! What did he do to you?!"
"Nothing! He just wants to be your ally! I think it would be best, seeing as how your only true allies are a shuttant and a bloody pig who didn't want anything to do with anda in the first place!" anda snapped.
England opened his mouth to say something, but only shut it again. He appeared to be thinking something through. Then, he looked back up into your eyes.
"<First Name>," he berkata calmly, "you are not to talk to him anymore."
"But why? That's unfair! anda aren't the boss of me!" anda yelled.
"I am your superior, <First Name>! anda are both my junior and just a city! So, I make the rules and anda follow them! Is that clear?!"
anda had no intention of answering. The very thought of making even a reply to him was causing your blood to boil. However, with much hatred and strain in your voice, anda growled, "Yes Sir."
England nodded, returning to his membaca as soon as anda left the room. Little did he know that anda were climbing out of your window to tell France his answer.
anda were soon once again at France's house, knocking on the door. He soon answered, but this time with less surprise on his face.
"Oh, hello, <France's Nickname For You>. Why are anda back so early?"
"England didn't want to be allies. In fact, he told me not to talk to anda anymore."
France looked sad. "Ohh, darling, you'll come see me anyway, non?"
"Of course! I don't care what he thinks! I like anda very much! I think anda could be a great ally; he's just too blind to see it!"
"Well, I'm glad to hear anda think so, <France's Nickname For You>."
anda smiled up at him. "I wish I was a country, so we could be allies. Then I wouldn't have to listen to my stupid brother anymore."
"Oh, <France's Nickname For You>, he is just looking out for you, anda know."
"I know," anda sighed. "I just wish he would give it a rest sometimes!"
"I know, <France's Nickname For You>. But at least he isn't smart enough to see anda escape."
anda giggled and nodded. "Well, that's true."
"Okay, <France's Nickname For You>, if that's all I will see anda later."
anda nodded once more, heading halaman awal again.
Of course, the fact that anda had escaped through your window had completely left your mind until anda opened the front door. anda began kicking yourself immediately when anda saw your big brother's expression of both shock and rage.
"Arthur," anda pleaded, hoping that using his real name would lighten him up just a little bit, "I can explain!"
"Start explaining, then," he commanded, getting up from his spot on the dipan, sofa to stand before anda with his arms crossed.
"I-I-I left through the window to t-t-talk to America! I though anda would be mad if I went out the d-d-door!" anda said, thinking as fast as anda could.
"What did anda have to say to him?"
"I-I wanted to tell him that I was finally a personification! Are anda happy now?"
"I am. And, selanjutnya time, <First Name>, just tell me where you're going," he told anda with a smile.
anda sighed with relief and returned the sentiment. anda weren't too happy with him, but anda couldn't stay angry at your big brother.
Now, this climbing-out-of-windows business had become your habit over the course of six months. However, anda always remembered to come back in the window as well.
At the beginning of the seventh bulan - April - anda entered France's house soaked through with water. Of course, oleh now anda two were close enough so that anda could just waltz right into his house and he wouldn't care.
Now, as anda lived in the United Kingdom, the term 'April showers' took on a whole new meaning for you.
"Greetings, mon cheri," France berkata as he walked into the room(you had become used to his little terms of endearment). He stopped once he saw you. Now, anda often walked into his house with rain all over you, but it hadn't rained this hard in quite some time. anda were shivering. "Ah, <France's Nickname For You>! You're soaked through! Sit on the couch, mon cheri, please!" As he spoke, one arm made its way around your shoulder and he pushed anda to the couch. "I will be right back!"
anda nodded, unable to stop him from doing anything for some reason.
He came back with a comforter and wrapped it around your shoulders.
"Oh, I do hope this will warm anda up, <First Name>. I hate to see anda shivering so badly."
"I'm fine," anda assured him, still shaking like a leaf.
He sat on the dipan, sofa selanjutnya to anda wrapping his arms around you.
"F-Francis...?" anda started.
"Oui, <France's Nickname For You>?" he responded.
"It's just..." anda tried. anda settled into the warmth of his embrace, not sure of how to say what anda wished to. "I...know we've been friends for six months. And...we've gotten close in that time."
"Oui?" France prompted.
"I...nothing. It wasn't important." anda started kicking yourself again.
"Oh, I'm sure it was. But if anda don't want to tell me, it's alright."
A chill went down your spine, but it wasn't the kind anda got when someone started creeping anda out.
Well, basically, anda discussed the usual topics and even some new ones before anda came back halaman awal at midnight.
There was a silhouette on your bed. Scared out of your mind, anda inched toward the light switch to reveal that it was only your big brother. He had to have been there since anda left at eight that night.
"And where have anda been all this time?" he demanded through gritted teeth.
"I...I...uh...I just..."
"You might as well tell me the truth, '<France's Nickname For You>'," he informed anda in a hateful tone.
Your jaw dropped. Why would he call anda that?! He'd never called anda that before, and he certainly wouldn't start now!
"E-excuse me...?" anda asked in disbelief.
"You went to that frog's house again! After I deliberately told anda not to! London, I'm beginning to think I should put anda on house arrest atau something!"
"You can't do that!"
"Yes I can! I'm going to put the entire city of london on lockdown and leave anda there until anda can learn!"
"No, please! I'm sorry! I won't do it again! I won't even look at him! I'll even spend my time on the other side of the world. I-I'll stay with Japan! Please just don't make me stay in my home!"
Your brother stared at anda for a moment. "Very well then," he finally said. "We're leaving for Japan's house tomorrow. Until then, anda should get some sleep...follow me."
anda obeyed reluctantly, and he led anda to his room.
"You are going to sleep here, where I can keep an eye on you. If anda pindah just a little bit, it will wake me up because I am a light sleeper."
anda nodded grimly, unsure of what else to say. Your stomach churned as anda lay down. Your big brother lay down selanjutnya to you, and anda were both asleep soon.
The selanjutnya day, anda were shaken awake around ten in the morning. England was on the phone with Japan. He had just hung up when anda finally opened your eyes.
"Come along, <First Name>. We're getting on the plane at two. Get your clothes on."
anda nodded and made your way down to your room, pulling on any old clothes anda found. anda started packing up clothing, along with your camera, cell phone, and basic toiletries. Otherwise, anda abandoned your belongings where they were.
Soon, anda and England were on the plane. anda were not at all happy about this situation. Your stomach churned when the plane took off: anda never berkata good-bye to Francis, told him where anda were going, atau even let him know anda loved him.
anda slid down in your seat, wrapped your arms around yourself, and fell asleep.
anda woke up on your own just as it was announced that the plane was landing in Japan.
Arthur must have carried me onto this plane. I guess I was tired...
"Oh, <England's Nickname For You>, you're awake," he berkata gently. "We're finally here."
anda nodded. Everything was still a blur to your tired eyes as everyone stood to get off the plane. Of course, jepang was out there to meet you.
He bowed. "Kon'nichiwa, Engrand-Sama. Kon'nichiwa, London-Chan."
anda curtsied back, feeling it was the proper response in this situation.
"Kiku," England said, "I need <First Name> to live with you. She needs to be here so that she doesn't continue being friends with that frog."
"I see." jepang turned to face you. "London-Chan, I have a room set aside for you. Prease forrow me home." He turned toward England and bowed once more. "Sayonara, Engrand-Sama. Have a aman, brankas trip home."
England nodded to the man. He turned toward anda and smiled sadly. "I guess I won't be seeing anda for a while now."
anda nodded, feeling your eyes burn with unborn tears for several different reasons. Before anda knew it, anda could feel his arms around your person. Just like old times, he had lifted anda up into the air with a tight hug. As the tears finally started running down your cheeks, anda hugged him back.
"Good-bye, Arthur," anda whispered.
"Good-bye, <England's Nickname For You>. I wish it didn't have to come to this."
anda simply nodded, not knowing how else to respond.
England set anda back down on your feet. "I'll come visit anda sometime, okay, <First Name>?"
anda nodded, happy to hear that your brother would still come see you.
anda just wished that anda could tell France where anda were at. He had never diberikan anda any phone numbers of his.
To spare everyone the boring details, anda spent three years with Japan. France had been pushed into the deep recesses of your mind, but anda still never forgot him entirely.
Of course, then came the hari that jepang decided to take anda to a world meeting. All of the sebelumnya times, anda would beg and whine. However, his answer had always been 'no'("It's a quirk," he explained).
Now, he decided of his own accord that he would take you.
"You are a representative," he said. "It onry seems right."
anda were the first two at that meeting. jepang didn't seem to mind that anda abandoned him to wait oleh the door. anda also didn't take into account who could walk in first.
Of course, it started out with Russia and his subordinates, then China and his subordinates, and so on. Soon, however, the western side of the Eurasian continent was beginning to meander into the large building.
France was first.
anda were so overcome with every sort of emotion that anda could not get his attention. He wasn't looking at you, for anda were waiting quietly beside the doorway. The man was just staring straight ahead as he strode confidently toward his kursi at the long table.
As your mouth couldn't form words, anda opted for the selanjutnya best option: anda grabbed hold of his garmen, pakaian and pulled, staring up at him hopefully.
France looked down at you. His jaw dropped, and the rest of his face lit up dramatically.
"Francis," anda murmured in disbelief, tasting his name on your tongue after what felt like forever.
"<France's Nickname For You>! I missed anda so much!" he exclaimed, grabbing anda oleh the shoulders and ciuman both of your cheeks in a sort of greeting.
"Francis, I'm so sorry I never berkata anything!" anda started babbling. "England caught me that last night and took me to Japan's house to live so I couldn't see anda anymore! I had no way to contact anda because I didn't know how to and I only had my phone and - Please forgive me!"
France's face was one of understanding. "It's alright, mon amor. All that matters is now. And now, I know where to find you."
anda still hadn't the faintest clue of what he had called you, only that it meant anda were his something atau other. anda didn't care though. He drew a pen from his pocket and took your hand. He wrote a seven numbers on your hand.
"There anda go, <France's Nickname For You>. Now anda can talk to me whenever anda want to, even if you're sure I'm asleep."
Without thinking, anda embraced him.
"I cinta you," anda blurted out.
Here we go with the whole kicking yourself situation again...
France pulled anda away and held anda out at an arm's length so that he could stare at you. "Why, <First Name>, don't anda know what mon amor means?" he chuckled.
"I-it means my friend, doesn't it?" anda asked sadly, anda cheeks hot with embarrassment.
"No, darling," he responded. "It means my love." With that, he leaned down and brushed his lips against yours.
And that was when England walked in.
But that is a different story~
