RedWolfErik

*England's POV* "Russia" America growls at the child-like country through his teeth, "Get the hell out of here, this has nothing to do with your commie ass" I try to slowly shuffle away from the frustrated American, only to be grabbed, rather hard mind you, by the arm and pulled back to him. Letting out an exasperated sigh I start struggling again. A childish smile spreads over the Russian nation's face, "I am the Soviet Union, Da?" Then, stepping towards us, he pulls America's arms from around me, as easy as opening cupboard doors, and gently takes me out of the Yank's reach, standing me behind him. I stare shocked at the tall beige haired

*England's POV* As I am dragged down the hallway, I keep on struggling, trying to get back to the meeting room. Christ, this is on a par with the time France tried to force me to marry him. Wait… I don't recognize this part of the building. "America, you bloody child, put me down. NOW!" I growl at the Yank through my teeth. "Geez, keep your panties on Iggy." He drops me onto my feet. I stumble slightly, then dust myself off and straighten up to my full height. "Okay, so… what is so important that you felt the incessant need to pick me up and drag me away a damsel in distress from one of your crappy cliché romance movies?" C

Ahh~ back in my beautiful Россия. Snow falls like feathers from the purple sky as the sun sets over Moscow. I shove my hands deeper into the fur lined pockets of my coat, sighing as heat seeps into the appendages. It's good to be back home... but I just can't help but miss my crew-mates, back in America – either visiting family (like Hikaru, Nyota and Dr. McCoy), "relaxing" at Star Fleet HQ (like Mr. Spock and The Keptin) or working on the repairs of the Enterprise (Mr. Scott) – Which is expected since have just left the very small confines of a ship in outer space. Irrelevant. I smile as snow la

At 7:30 sharp, people start to filter in. First to walk in is the Asian countries – Taiwan, Hong Kong,  China, South Korea, Vietnam, Thailand and Japan. They all head straight to their allotted chairs silently. As they walk, china looks over at me and nods his head, which I return. I then look to the nation next to China, Japan, he looks truly and utterly beaten. His eyes her sunken and lifeless, skin even paler than normal. He is wearing a baggy white shirt, and plain black trousers and shoes. Peaking out of the neck and the arms is bandages. I sigh. I hate how defeated Kiku looks, I just wish that our alliance had lasted longer. Hmm...

7 months later (yeah I know I am missing 7 months, but it will make sense) The first world meeting since the end of WW2 starts today, here in England. Japan is now is China's custody, just like Germany is in mine, and, as far as I know, Spain and Austria are taking care of Italy and Romano and Russia has control of East Germany. I haven't seen America since I have taken custody of Germany, but from what I hear via Canada, America is sizing up on his nuclear research. Both Canada and I are worried because Russia is also increasing his nuclear research. I have also heard that Soviet troops have yet to leave northern European countries that he

*Tamaki's POV* I run down street after street, all flanked by similar looking mansions. About 10 minutes later I collapse onto the pavement, my legs like jelly. "Urghhhh" I groan, slowly raising my head from it's resting position. Like a sloth, I drag myself so I'm resting my hands on my knees. Panting, I look around to work out where I am… My mouth falls to the floor… WHERE AM I? *Kyouya's POV* After tiding my room to perfection, I stare at my efforts appraisingly. Every pillow and every photo is lined up neatly. I smirk. Then deflate. I need something to keep my mind occupied; grab my jacket and walk out of my room. "Going

"Urghhhhh! How could I be such an idiot!" I shouted to the empty room, as I threw another chair across my room. "Kyouya? What's wrong? Kyouya calm down, please!" I feel a feminine hand on my shoulder, Fuyumi. "I confessed to Tamaki" I won't look her in the face, im too ashamed "kyouya" she sighs, and leads me to the sofa – which is undamaged – "if he's your friend he will understand. And, from they way he's been acting towards you since you both met it's obvious to me, and our brothers and father, that he likes you more than a friend. Just, give him time." She kisses my check and goes to leave "and tidy this mess" *Tamaki's hous

"Momma, what's wrong?" looking up form my laptop scree, I see Tamaki standing in front of me leaning inches away from my face. "Nothing's wrong... Daddy" I push my glasses up my nose. Why is he even pretending that he cares? "Don't lie to me Kyouya, I KNOW something's wrong. You've been staring at the screen motionless for the past 15minutes" he whined "... I'm fine Tamaki, honest. I was just -" "HIKARU! KAORU! STAY AWAY FROM MY HARUHI!" Yet again, Haruhi is more important. I pull a pair of earphones from one of the pockets in my crisp black school trousers, untangle them then plug them into the earphone slot in my Pineapple laptop. Openi

Clutching the neatly-wrapped packages tightly against my chest, I battle through the Gail-force winds in Dublin. I turn a corner, almost hitting a couple walking in the opposite direction. They look so happy, even in such bad weather. How I envy them. Shaking my head harshly, I restart my battle to get to the Irelands' home… Where my other two brothers are most probably. Shawn, the embodiment of Wales, James and Shamus, the embodiments of North and South Ireland respectively, and… Angus. The person I love and hate the most. The only one to have enough of my break my heart to break me completely and utterly… and I love it. I ch