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I will tell you how I met Arthur. I planned to do some paperworks at overseas, because I thought I would be happier if I couldn't see my stupid boss' irritating face. I decided to take a break from the tedium of my work, stepping out on to the soft sand of the pristine beach. The air was crisp and cool, the wind blowing teasing fingers and fluffing up my hair. The sea was still and calm, the only thing ruining the view was the dark blot of a large ship on the horizon… heading this way. When the ship got close enough to be out of the suns glare, I saw it was a beautifully designed and made galleon, I really want to ride that ship,feel th

I stared at her.... That's all I could do. I couldn't look away, I couldn't move..... Just stare at her. She was prettier then I thought she would be. Gorgous actually. Amazing curves in all the right places, blue eyes that spracking  ever so bright; her blonde hair was very short, but I could deal with that, because her body was so- SMACK! A gloved hand slapped me straight aross my face. A dark crimson mark engraved upon my right cheek, shining bolding for every other man to see. Pain drifted through my cheek. "Soilder!" I flinced and stutted, "J-ja, Ms. Germany?" "What have I told you about daydreaming?!" Germany exclaimed, her express

Lovino "What do you want?" You stood sheepishly in front of the desk in which he sat,  gripping the note in your hand. "Antonio told me to hand this to you." You handed the stranger the  note and he almost ripped it from your hand. You were the new girl and were so shy, he and Antonio had been the only people you had even spoken to. You didn't even know his name, Antonio had only said to look for the olive toned guy with the scowl on his face. At first, you thought that was completely vague description, but now as you stood in front of him, you knew that his description was perfect. He was almost the definition of olive tone and very,very

A/N: The reader has a sore throat. That is all :D ~~~ Lovino burst your door open and yelled. "_____! Why haven't you answered your damn telefono?!" He spotted you at your couch. You were lying on your stomach and you covered your head using a pillow. Lovino made a 'tsk' noise and snatched the pillow away. You look up and smiled at him and he just glares at you. "Don't give me that f***ing smile idiota ragazza!" he yelled. You frowned and sat up and hugging your legs to your chest. Lovino sat beside you and pokes your cheek. "Why haven't you answered your phone?" he asked impatiently. You pouted and got a paper and pen on the coffe

         “Alright dudes, let's get the next player going already.” America chose you at random and led you back to the center of the room. “Go ahead and chose your fate.” “Oh thanks, no pressure here right?” You sighed and placed your hand into the patriotic hat. Not many items were left. You choose a long, thin, cord like object. “Who put a leash in here?” You held the leash up, a confused look covering your face. “I did, is that a problem?” Croatia half yelled from his seat on the couch. “I had hoped we would run out of girls before I had to play this stupid game.” He

          “We are getting down to the very bitter end my people. My feet are seriously killing me from standing for this long.” America sighed. “Anyway, thing's will go way faster if I just shut up. So why am I still talking?” He laughed and took your hand. “Come on, you can play next.” Once at the center of the room America held out his hat for you. “Fire away dude.” The hat was almost empty as you placed your hand inside. You gave the items a little mix, and grabbed on tight to the first thing you touched. “Furry, dice.” You laughed. “Pink furry dice.” “Those ar

Romano really didn't like Italy all that much. So what could be worse than having him over for a visit? Having two Italies over for a visit, of course! His 'idiot brother' had insisted on bringing his friend as well. It was easy to see why he liked her. The woman was just like him, minus the pasta obsession. Romano had sent his little brother upstairs to ask their guest what she would like for dinner, after Italy had suggested they eat pasta for the sixth night in a row. Not that he minded pasta of course. And he certainly didn't mind what she thought! He just felt that a change would be good. Yeah...that was it. Speaking of which, Italy wa

RomanoXReader One-shot World is mine!-Len Version --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------- "The number one princess in the whole world, I know to treat you like that by heart.. Don't I?" ----------------------------------- (Romano's POV) It was a calm and ordinary day. The sky was blue and there was a light breeze blowing. A perfect day for the perfect girl... My mind started wandering off in different directions,thinking about the earlier events. I promised I would meet her at the park in a while,after a text I got from earlier.. -------------------------------

  Gilbert ran his index finger down your soft, bare back. It seemed to have no imperfections that he could see with the naked eye. Smiling softly to himself, he once again trailed your spine to your neck. You let out a soft sigh in your sleep and started to shift.   He pulled his hand back as you turned over to face him, still asleep as you snuggled against his chest comfortably.  So this is how we always end up in this position,  the Prussian thought to himself with a smirk.   Gilbert carefully turned onto his back, moving you slightly so that you were laying your head on his chest while he wrapped one arm around your slim waist.  This m