Monday, December 21, 2009

Gift For Stroke Patient lyohka @ 2009-12-23T01:15:00

Fic
dedicated in full to Uchiha Deidara Sasori. (To which I'm going to kidnap from Peru muahaha) Order of ideas: Lhía sempai.

Shattered Mirror

I: Broken Heart. People passed by her side with her usual parsimony, sheltering under umbrellas in heavy rain black. Some children ran to produce a dull sound when their rubber boots crashed into the puddles on the floor.

" It was a mistake from the beginning ..."

usual rain in England grew up abnormally in less than a minute, but Arthur did not leave securemanated from the body and the other the full. Inevitably, they called to each other. Alfred brushed his lips smaller fresh cheek, wondering if his whole body was just as delicious. I knew that yes, I knew that time would prove Arthur, and if allowed to feel that he would die in heaven. Then wanted to further surrender to the feeling that arose in his heart, ran through her body, concentrating on specific areas and would never die, not if he Arthur to a close. He walked slowly cornerto Arthur's lips to feel, millimeter by millimeter, the sweet flavor that tempted him with every passing second. He felt the warm breath of another on his lower lip, and a small groan from the throat of the green-eyed finally defeat him. Did not rush, the moment was too perfect time to steal details. I wanted to remember every second. Arthur meanwhile, could only engage in feel, to hope that he will advance a little more, but at the same speed. He felt the strength leaving his body, his consciousness gradually broken and yet he lost every second that delicious sensationn. Why was it so hard? What was wrong with his heart? Was he healed? He felt he was going to fall, but Alfred's arms clung to the body and the world. Alfred Rose maintained that he had given in his left hand, while the right face and neck caressed it. They needed a little more, they both knew. As if reading the mind is involved, Arthur shook his head while Alfred, only the opposite side, split lips a little shy and felt a touch on the tongue, the Cua he responded in the same way. The kisses grew in intensity and depth. Some were long, deep and very nice, some small, short, sweet and tender. The sense of joy, ecstasy and euphoria did not abandon them even when separated. During the last two minutes giving little kisses enjoyed completely flushed and wondering why it had been so intense for both. -Arthur ... I ... "I love you .- Alfred said with the little breath he had, his efforts to regain normal breathing. Alfred kissed him gently on the forehead, without letting go of the hug. "I know ... but ..." You can not, right? ... -No. I do not feel ready. No quiero risk of losing, would not stand. - Do not want to risk a little for me? - Asked burying his face in the lower chest. Arthur-No ... do not put it that way .- I said a little annoying. "I ... do not hesitate to risk everything for you ... so I want to be with you and give you all of me. -No. Is final. - Replied curtly. Arthur was released from the embrace, gently pushing the other to go, first slowly, then his steps became darker and faster as the tears streamed down her face. Alfred had stretched his arm in a vain attempt to keep him, but that was only, a vain iest, no? - No! He has nothing to do! I can be fine without him, I do not need, do we need, not that I'm dying to see it or re ... - looked to France who was smiling triumphantly. It was completely sold .- I ... do not want to hurt him ... "Sometimes it is better to leave matters settled. It's his fault for taking things seriously. - It's serious! We both love! - Huh? So what's the problem? "Come on France ... we know it will end badly. Arthur is Arthur, tries hard, gets angry when things do not go as he expects ... "And is tsundere, and annoyingand an idiot capitalist, proud as you. - Completed the other .- And you see how similar scares. "If ..." Besides you think is watching you and that brat who cared once. - How do you know that? "Onii-san knows many things, my little Alfred .- said the hair away from his face with an exaggerated movement .- Your mistake was that you left a small opening in the door you closed it. - Huh? -Si. That day I become independent, fool You should see Arthur as a child crying for three months straight, without stopping. I no longer had tears and I thought it would be blind. -ute; aa Francis. "You know, it's your right. - Answered with a not very usual patience. That was strange in France, but England could not trust. - I do not believe that! "Do not say that I seek to seduce. Do not waste my time. Well, if you want to come. Longer my problem. I thought you mind if they caught him. - Whose? - Fell into account, he feared that it was what I thought, no ... no ... you're implying - they cut. Quickly took several transport across the nation, the Channel Tunnel, arriving in France and finally to Paris. He walked by step quick commissioninggone by between people, hitting some and even a fruit stand which, fortunately, did not drop any. He took the phone and dialed a few numbers with a trembling hand. Was it because of fatigue? Or maybe because of ... - Hello? "Bastard wine, I am facing the Eiffel Tower, where you're supposed to? "Oh dear, I'll pick you up .- said and hung up. - Actually I feel sorry for you, England.

* * * "And this is your country, America .- said a young England to his little brother .- look how big you are. - Wooow! I'm big! Is increase &ania! How is Germany? "You can not describe a nation. At least never end. - But you always say I'm cute! "You are. "By the way England ... what are you? - He asked. Arthur leaned over the table, throwing an arm across the body of Alfred, by passing round the waist with the arm while the other was pointing an island a bit away from Europe. "I'm told it .-. Alfred looked a little curious. "You little ..." Yes. "And you're alone ..." Yeah ... "As I was when I found ... - is gironic to embrace the neck of Arthur .- I ... I'm going to protect England. When I grow up I will be someone very strong and I'll protect you. I will not leave you alone.

* * * - ... Why bring me here? "Said Arthur with his eyes wide open. Scared and worried at the same time, watching the golden number that greeted him at the door of that hotel room. - Why? "Because it's time to understand ... England ... - Understand what? Alfred "That is no longer a child. Your child is no longer. - What Alfred has to do all this? - Asked "You better not"England start ... ... are you ...? - could not continue. He had taken his hectic career. Francis sighed. He opened the door to the room to go to bed. Observed stained blue stay the night themselves, while some shadows moved by the action of the headlights from the street. The room which had just stopped at first. Completely empty.

* * * we return to the beginning of everything. Arthur walking through his land, his body dripping wet, the heart beating and did not want to completelyand the bed. "I love you ... - murmured .- Until the end ... I love you ... even if it kills me. No matter how hard you drag me ... I love you Alfred ... heard the sound of breaking glass. The image of his old and valued fully broken glass came to mind. Was the mirror? Or just break your heart? "It hurts .... Right? Arthur could not turn around. I did not want to see who spoke. I knew there was no one he knew. Then he recognized his own voice. - Who are you? - Said without turning around, inhaling the sweet smell of roses. "The part of you that have forgotten it mucRose wilting in his hands. He walked under the guise of Alfred the room to see her reflection in the broken mirror, repeated hundreds of times .- doppelganger look like a damn ... you're gonna pay ... Alfred, "he said to his reflection and then shape again Arthur. He opened the window that opened onto the balcony of Arthur, to observe how far the Big Ben, starting its heavy toll. After the clock strikes twelve midnight marking the whole nation was plunged into its worst nightmares.

* * * - What the hell is this! - Alfred almost screamed and dropped his bowl of cereal on the floor, looking at the Televisiona angular features a woman talking while a hand was shown what appeared to be a devastated city, all under the headline "England is dying slowly." "In the last few hours have been a paranormal series classified as extremely dangerous. The authorities should have seen evacuating the entire country, which is giving you serious problems because many Britons refuse to leave their nation. A few minutes ago could see the Queen Elizabeth with her son Prince Charles and his sons under compulsion leaving the royal palace. Although during the day the nation is unlikely to present a problem, the realalles silent witness, the sky is refusing to talk. So ... a child walking all alone these cities when the sun goes down and goes dark. Who is this child? What are you looking? What is keeping you from Alfred Arthur?

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