Japan and Salterella Kiku Honda looked longingly at the salt shaker across the table from him. Since he had been put on a diet by his friend Ludwig, he hadn't been allowed to eat anything but tomatoes. He wasn't even allowed to put soy sauce on them to mask their terrible flavor because of his terribly high blood pressure!Japan and Salterella by ~yaoiislife2
He wanted the salt to be with him so badly, but at that moment, Alfred, one of his closest friends, took the shaker and practically emptied the contents onto his plate.
So... the salt was cheating on him. And with one of his best friends, no less! Kiku had never felt so betrayed in his life, but maybe the soy sauce...
(Late) Valentine's Day 2012 Arthur hadn't been expecting anyone to visit him, so he was naturally surprised when Francis showed up at his doorstep with a bouquet of roses.(Late) Valentine's Day 2012 by ~yaoiislife2
"Ugh. Hello, Frog," he groaned. "What are you doing here?"
Francis just smiled as he took the roses.
"It's Saint Valentine's Day, non? I came to take you out to a romantic dinner~"
Arthur groaned again and Francis' face fell.
"Give me one good reason why I should," he challenged. "You'd probably just try to turn me into 'French territory.'"
"Well, you obviously have nothing better to do," Francis pointed out, completely ignoring Arthur's "French territory" accu
RANDOM DRABBLEFIC :D America looked around his new surroundings in dismay. How had it come to this? They had all fought so hard, given so much effort... He had even agreed to fight alongside Russia and Germany!RANDOM DRABBLEFIC :D by ~yaoiislife2
'But it was all for nothing,' he mumbled. He had been one of the most powerful countries in the world before this war had torn everything apart.
Now he was reduced to being chained in a small metal room with a few other countries.
Just then, their captor, the only one left standing, opened the door to their holding cell and grinned evilly at them. Still, none of them could believe that it was truly Sealand who had bested them all.
003: LightFrUK: He Is My Light003: Light by ~noobyaoiwriter
His house was dark. All of the blinds and shades were closed, not allowing any measure of sunlight to disturb him. The darkness fit his mood. He was a total wreck. For days, he hadn't moved from his bed. He just laid there, from the time he awoke to the time he fell asleep. He never even got up to eat. The pain of hunger became so constant that he got used to it, and eventually he didn't even notice it anymore. If he weren't an immortal nation, no doubt he'd be dead by this point. As it was, he was wasting away. Not that he cared. Nothing mattered to him anymore. Not since America had left him.
He'd lost track of the da