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Tsukumo and Toko Murasame were two of a kind. Literally. As Zweilt Guardians, they had abilities most could only dream of. As siblings, they were inseparable. They were almost never seen apart, and always stuck to each other's sides. Therefore, it wasn't a surprise to see them together on this windy November day in Tokyo, walking aimlessly around after school, just enjoying each other's company. It was after school, and Yuki had already headed back to the Twilight Mansion with Zess (though, now they found out that his name was actually Luka) and the two were left to their own, wondering what the rest of the afternoon would be like. The Dura

Name twelve of your favorite Axis Powers Hetalia characters in any order. 1) China 2) England 3) Norway 4) Vietnam 5) Sealand 6) Egypt 7) Spain 8) Finland 9) Romania 10) Romano 11) Cameroon 12) Canada 1) Have you read a five/ten fic before? (Romano x Sealand) OH GOD NO I HAVE NOT. *looks up on fanfiction* Oh thank god, there's none on here... At least :I 2) Do you think three is hot? How hot? (Norway) Oh hell yes he's hot :I He could melt butter ;D 3) What would happen if six got one pregnant? (Egypt x China) I WOULD CRY I WOULD BE LAUGHING SO HARD, THAT'S WHAT WOULD HAPPEN. 4) Do you recall any good fics about nine? (Roman

How long had he been gone? An hour? Two? A day? Or two? A week? Or two? Alfred couldn't count... But he felt the life draining from him. Sitting in the living room, he was splayed out on the couch, which he had shared with his British lover countless times. Watching movies, getting drunk, laughing their asses off. It was all just a memory now... Suddenly, Alfred ears perked up as he heard fottsteps from outside. He sat up straight in the chair and stared at the door to reveal... Arthur. "ARTHUR!!!" Alfred yelled and bounded over to him. "A-Alfred!" the Brit cried as he was knocked to the ground by the force the American hugged him with

It was a crisp, cool night. Water stretched out for miles around, no land in sight. Stars speckled the sky like freckles pockmarked the face of a small child. The moon was a shining sphere above, the only thing a certain Finn had eyes for. The Finn's ship, the pride of its port, was a sleek, gleaming shade of mahogany; made of the toughest stuff in the north; large enough to fit a crew of more than 50 men, and that space was not for vain. The Finn had a crew of great men, all loyal to their captain. His name was Väinämöinen. Tino Väinämöinen. Captain of his ship, his "right-hand-man" was his 'brother' (long sto

It was a beautiful sunset, Thailand admitted. But it was even more beautiful with his favorite person right next to him, his one and only Vietnam. "I'm glad I decided to come over," said country grinned, her rich, dark hair tied in its usual ponytail, flowing down her back, like little strands of liquid dark chocolate, fine as silk, her brown, green-speckled eyes glowing in the red-orange light illuminating her figure. The Thai man couldn't help but sigh at the refreshing feeling Vietnam gave him whenever she grinned like that. It was why he hung out with her so much. It was like the feeling you get after finishing the awesomest (A/N: OH YE

Personal Information: Name: Fante Scheda Nickname(s): Jack (Like the Jack in playing card games) Age: 15 (25 in Future Arc) Date of Birth: Dec 22 Nationality: Italian Gender: Female Species: Human Blood type: AB Family: Vongola (Former: Giglio Nero/Millefiore) Title/Positions: Vongola "Secret Weapon", Giglio Nero Drop-Out, "Joker" Alliance: Giglio Nero, Vongola, Cavallone, Simon, Millefiore, Gesso Team: Vongola Decimo and Guardians Flame Attribute: Storm Favorite Color: Blue (Like, rain flame attribute blue, you could say) Hobby: Practicing her skills Likes: cute things Dislikes: spicy foods Theme song: Celebrity Status - M

 The pounding of the music was a rival for Yeu's pounding headache. Feeling sorry for herself was not how she thought she would be spending her weekend, in the bar stool in the same club as usual. It had been a terrible week, and it showed in the female's crumpled figure on the stool, hunched over the bar. "LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" the DJ shouted, "cranking up those funky tunes" for all, even those outside the club's door, to hear. "And congratulations to the class of 2014! College awaits in a few months!" A few groups of boys and girls alike cheered at this, raising their glasses in the air. "So we back in the club, with our bodies