each passing day, the loneliness and fear of the cruelty of his brothers ate the heart of the child, who with tearful eyes and reflecting a deep sadness, he had explained to the Fairy painful feeling he was carrying. -Child
sweet eyes whose purity is unparalleled, never lose hope one day to find the owner of your heart, meanwhile will seal your feelings in a book, to be your own story love, which escra sword, defeating a huge dragon, rescuing his princess and living happily ever after. Thenhad noticed that while he drew his sword, he wanted to save his princess with her love, not saving it, almost forcing her to marry him. He recalled his last fight with Arthur. - Do I look good in silver armor? - Once asked while watching the pictures in books.
- The most I'll let you use a tin!- You do not want to be a prince!
- Princes slways are in danger!
- But it's his princess!- Nothing is as true princess!
- If you were my princess I would not hesitate two seconds to save! So I was going to die!
fell into account. Child under the guise of keeping, a heart beat more in love than ever.
"I want ... that England is my princess ..." whispered the child. - In fairy tales always wants to meet the children ... I want that. Arthur is mine, no matter how much I have to fight foron Arthur for the same reason: always, inevitably, made him mourn.
"I think I have a curse ... - he said before closing his eyes .- could only laugh when we were together ... now no matter how hard I try I .- stirred a bit in bed, taking a few turns and disengaging the sheets .- I think I know what that curse ... "he said.
I had heard once, when he had found a tearful China licking his face in the bathroom, in one of his many meetings.
- What about China? & Ndash, I asked .- Hey ... Russia is not, "the other nodded slowly," Russia has always bothered us all to be one with him, but do not you care as much as it was born n ..."That's the problem-aru ... - he whispered. - Huh?
"It's our curse-aru ... we can never be together with the person we love ... because we are nations ... and we must put our duties to our feelings ... that is cruel-aru."Maybe ... but how bad is that.
-Realize-aru ... We can never pasear hand in hand with the person we love, or even be near him because at one point ... everything would collapse-aru.
"
Everything would collapse ..."
had seen it many times. The silent love you could feel the looks and actions smaller gradually consumed the hearts of others. If they had a right to love and be loved, but mostly it was the duty, as nations, to ensure the welfare of its population, political, diplomatic, etc.
opened his eyes, trying to clear his menyou from the remembrance of all those sad people watching from the anonymity lejaníay whom they loved. The only one that did not seem to be very aware of his position was Peter, who lost no opportunity to go with Raivis and hugging him. Even Raivis was aware of his situation as a country.
Even children can play, act like adults ...
* * *
would have stayed, if not he heard a strange noise come from the attic. He knew the heavy sleep of Arthur, and how little sleep llegaríaa if the noise did not stop.
"A hero is not afraid of ghosts ... do not fear these things because they do not exist ... I know ... no - it was said wielding the stick of a broom against the attic door. Trembling turned the doorknob and then kick and a jump appears in the middle of the room.
Nothing, just the moon that filtered through the window and a few specks of dust invaded the place.
- Go waste of time ... that bad ... - he said to then turn around and be faced with a great rack. Recognized several of the books you leíay Artur much nostalgia wrapped his heart ó n.
fingers traveled the back of several books, recalling the main plot of each well and read the title.
Then his gaze stopped at one in particular.
One who had never read before.
"
One last story in the end of the world."
pulled the book off the shelf, blew hard on the surface making the powder in it formed a cloud opposite to him.
opened the book on the first page. Nothing ...
spent the dem & aacutp; oacute; in the middle of some things, the body of a child.
-Hey little ... do not you afraid to be here?
- In fairy tales always wants to meet the children ...
-Small ... come get a drink and ...
The boy turned, smiling, as Alfred himself reconocíaa same in the small.
specks of dust in the air began to glow. A more intensely than others, forming different colored lights, some out of the window and other revolving around Alfred.
-time that history is written .- said a light very close toAlfred, who was going to faint .- I reunited with the person you love, and regain what they lost as they accept their feelings ...
's voice became blurred, while Alfred was that was lost in some corner of his mind.
-Let it be so then ... the final story of love, is written by all and will last into eternity ...
* * *
1: My fiance.
Staring at some point beyond the classroom. Wanted to ignore the voices heard around him. Why was I supposed to borego there?
"Good morning ... - heard they were told. He turned to find a young oriental features. - My name is Kiku Honda ... and I'll show you the school ... - said unable to hide his nervousness.
The American turned a gentle smile on his face. Could tell how much it cost him the youngest to start a conversation.
"Thank you. You are very kind .- answered.
* * *walked through the huge school, up and down countless stairs, across a series of passageways, corridors, halls, courts and jra that, something between a very strong film hero and a romantic prince willing to give everything for his princess. Kiku
felt tired for some reason. Rested in the shade of a nearby tree, while behind him could hear the cries of the French fans asking for a little attention. This was turning every so often to throw a kiss and leave them to come and embrace of his arms. Alfred was relieved to not have to deal with such problems, at least not for now.
-Alfred-san is very popular with girls too .- Kiku said.
- Huh?"I saw your photo as the background on many phones. This can be seen as fangirl.
harassment
-O ... - Alfred said rolling his eyes blank. Kiku laughed for the first time since they started walking. At one point a student skinned roasted just past him, around the tree where the other two rested, to caress the head of Kiku.-Hey ... today I get to take care of Neko-san .- whispered. Alfred could see a slight blush on the face of Japanese.
"Okay ... Heracles
-san ..." You've been studying a lot and do not want to waste time looking, I am alsois rumored there that many students saw ghosts, goblins, and even a legend about a witch. Or was a witch?
"Only in this school happens to put witches, princes and elves in the middle.
-Plus ...
- Hmmm?
"There just live it. - Does he? Who? Kiku
paused to lean against the wall in a lane next to the window. Alfredstudents noticed the student council, who were about to assume a position similar to Kiku. The francésqstopped for a second when the student looked at him with her beautiful green eyes. Silence
few seconds. The same time it looked unblinking, outside all the others who had become shadows with hair and uniform.
Alfred knew then that the trio of "princes" of the student council did not observe the green-eyed, but himself.
- My name is Alfred! he said a little closer, making the other almost a step back as she arched her back and use whatever was holding his book. Alfred could read "Sketch" on it. It was a notebook to draw.
"Ah ... a taste ... I'm Arthur ...
A beam crossed his mind. Alfred felt something that translated as a kind of dejavu. When noticed, Kiku was no longer beside him, was with three other students, who seemed to ask about the stranger who now spoke with Arthur.
-Hey ... your eyebrows are funny! - He said.
As is typical, the din of voices stopped just at the moment the sound of a slap invaded the place. Then the sound of phones taking pictures and muttering students.
- You're an idiot! - Arthur cried out firesyou "from my list of virtues ... - said when he saw what looked like an apartment that at first seemed abandoned and old.
felt something approaching glee. The paint was old but nothing that would not fix a new hand, the worn white stone steps were clean, and open the front door did not hear the creaking of hinges creaking and a spider fell on his head . The place, internally speaking, was like new. The glowing tiles under his feet, gleamed with clean windows and everything was completely organized.
left his coat on the rack outside the door, and noted thebeside it, an old pendulum clock.diabolically
-ordered, everything in order and pendulum clock exact time ... typical English ... - said knowing that would have company in that department. He went to what was a small room where he saw a shelf full of books, chairs arranged in a circle around an embroidered tablecloth and two cups of tea shining. His companion seemed to expect."Great ... a clean freak ... and embroidery!
- Is there anything wrong with that? - Asked her back. CH
TMLXC He turned slowly, recognizing the voice and found the student of the funny eyebrows (not because he had beaten cease to be funny for him). She blushed slightly when she saw him well, a long-sleeved white shirt, a sleeveless black sweater over it, perfectly pressed pants and shoes shone like the tiles. The only thing missing was the tie, which was replaced by a shirt collar open generously. He went to leave the boiler in his hands on the table and sat down. Arthur
Everything was perfect contrast nicely with the look messy Alfred, who looks & iacute, even a somewhat clumsy in his movements. Arthur poured some tea into each cup.
- One or two of sugar? - Asked the American who wondered how she could appear so calm and parsimony after we have beaten. He thought then that perhaps exaggerating ... but still remained standing in front of Arthur, who looked for an answer.
I do not like tea. - He said.
"Okay ... then I'll take it. - Said Arthur then cast two spoonfuls of sugar to the bowl and stir in the cuCharilla. He took a small sip .- Why do not you take a seat?
"Because I am grandmother to need .- Alfred replied looking away feeling silly, but it still stung pride. Arthur noted the blush on the cheeks of another Alfred noticed while watching him. He turned his back. A mass points for the "excellent" American education.
- "What is happening to me?" - Alfred asked. She felt happier than angry. While pride hurt, he liked the soft nature; Aacute; quickly back to the exit. When the door opened Kiku was found standing with his hand raised as if about to touch it.
-Alfred-san, it's good to see him again.
- Huh? Is something wrong? - He asked. Kiku showed three roses, one white, one red and one blue.
-Choose one, please .- said. Alfred watched them, the blue rose was very peculiar, so I took that. Kiku smiled slightly and then stretch a letter.
-Student Council. You just accepted a match against Francis-kun.
- ... What? - Frequently Asked or- Huh?
-Arthur-san, do you still not tell you?
"Well ... I have not had time ... I thought you had already made some progress.
"I did not know he was the person chosen. O well, he thought possible.
- Someone tells me something please!? - Almost cried Alfred.
"You're committed to Arthur-san .- Kiku said smiling and helpful.
- Queeeeeeeeee "?!
"Fate so ordained, when they assigned this place. You must now defend his promisedho reality.
- What?
"I have the power to fulfill one wish, no matter how difficult or is prohibited. Alfred
remained staring at the ceiling, smiling stupidly, feeling embraced Ely Arthur rested his head against the chest of the highest.
- How the hell I ended up involved in this?!
They had been promised. While I broke my head trying to square things and it was something fairly readable and understandable, I ask them to have a little patience, that any questions you have are clear & aacute;.
such, I relied on to make Utena fanfic, you'll have everything from humor to drama (you know my fanfics) and can also be considered as multipairing this story. Unlike the Global Mpreg, this can ask me out of the well-known couples (one example: in spite of who loves and loves recontra USAxUK x Canada and France, will also FrxUK et al.) Although the official partners are the same I used for the Global Mpreg.
I have really really wanted to write this, since the board itself that I love series that are Hetalia and Utena. Besides the issue of colegio, and the problems it brings. I hope you like it and leave a review, that because of time and pass me being horribly exploited this year by the study, this may and my other fics are the last to enter. But if I have too many support me win, write a kintal inconsistencies ^ ^ U
far, thanks for reading!
Happy 2010!
Cap II:
Alfred Francis Vs. Alfred finds out what will "play" (as he calls it) to stay with Arthur. The school holds more than U.S.
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