aph hetalia i am country

All the strength can be regarded as pushing Francis away.

My lip was bleeding from his bite, and it hurt so much that I could open the wound as soon as I opened my mouth.

"Isn't this little Al~" Francis wiped the blood from his mouth, stretched out his arm and suddenly hugged me.

"You!" I glared angrily.

But he continued to look at Al with a smile as if he didn't see it: "Brother, I am very happy to meet little Al~ I met Xiao, Ya, Se, together."

"Me!" I wanted to say something, but just as I opened my mouth, I pulled the slit on my lips, and I swallowed the words in pain.

I figured it out, that bastard Francis did it on purpose!

With a pale face, Al forcefully withdrew a smile: "Arthur, hero, I will come to see you next time..."

He ran away after speaking.

What the hell are you running for? ! !

I am speechless.

Why do I have the feeling that I cheated on myself and was caught by my husband?

……ah?No, why husband?

Well, I'm in a brain mess right now.

Wait... This guy won't know that Al is coming to see me, so come to me early, right...

Thinking of this, I almost picked up the fruit knife on the table and threw it at Francis: "Red wine bastard, you did it on purpose!!!"

"Ah, Nissan, I can't understand what little Arthur is going to say~" He didn't have any trouble.While catching the fruit knife, he conjured an apple out of nowhere and began to peel it.

I immediately stuffed my breath into my chest.

"Did you! Know that Al is coming!"

Hearing my question, Francis didn't speak and continued to peel the apples.

When he is guilty, he likes to be silent!

I do not understand.

Why is he doing this.

why kiss me

Why do you have to show it to Al on purpose

Why...why...he is so obsessed with my land.

History does not say how much France wanted to invade Britain.

History didn't say... Destiny didn't say...

Why do I feel like things are a little off the track I know.

"Little Arthur," Francis said suddenly, and he looked really good in the sunlight, with blond hair and purple eyes.

I froze for a moment.

Then an apple was stuffed in my mouth.

"Your EQ is as low as Wang Yao...ah no, you are more than a little lower than Wang Yao."

Me: "No, no, no!" What are you talking about? !

"But brother and I..." He lowered his head, the sun shone on his eyelids, and his purple pupils were so pretty, it was a little outrageous, "I just like you."

I love it so much I can't help it.

That moment.

I seem to understand something.

He thought he liked me.

"Francis..." I cupped his face in my hand, "Are you... in love with me?"

A country cannot be in love with a country.

You can like him, you can say you love him, but your heart cannot love.

You can like it, but you can't fall in love.

I like that you have reason and can restrain yourself, but if you fall in love...

You will lose your mind.

The author has something to say: Ah, thanks to Luoshan and Xuanhuang for the mine grenade!Update to offer!

When I saw you discussing the final cp, I ↓

I:"…………"

In fact, you may not know that according to my pissing nature, I don’t really like to clearly write who the protagonist is with in the ending, but write it halfway and end.

You can think for yourself who it is, of course whoever I like is naturally the cp of [this article] in my mind~

☆、Love is a curse

His purple pupils shrank sharply.

His behavior made me understand that I thought I might be right.

Francis may not even know about this.

He loves me.

He has always had a high EQ.

It was he who told me that a country cannot fall in love with a country.

Love makes people lose their minds, it makes people impulsive and turns them into devils.

That is a curse, a curse from which the country cannot escape.

…… Ah, so I suddenly understood that Francis liked me. Is my EQ low? ? ?

"Arthur Kirkland."

He called out my full name and his eyes became sharp.

I don't know how many years ago I last yelled like this.

He pinched my chin so hard that it hurt me a bit, "Don't say the next thing... okay?"

It was the first time I saw Francis like this. He was annoyed at the beginning and turned into helplessness at the most from his "okay" at the end.

I know.

Learned something that probably shouldn't have been known.

Francis really loves me.

Really...

Love me?

How many years have I not felt this way?

When I was a human being, I was loved by my parents, by my classmates, and when I was a country, I was loved by the citizens.

But love.

I never knew.

I feel like my face is burning, and I can't even look Francis in the eyes right now.

He is asking for my opinion.

【"... How about it?"】

The helplessness of his last sentence explained that what I said was right.

He admitted it.

He who has always walked among thousands of flowers without touching his body, admitted it.

Love is a devil, a curse that can change anything.

I get it, I know it, I know it.

But right now I somehow want to hold him and cry, but I want to be brave and hold back my full stomach in front of him. What is the feeling?

I have been a country for too long.

I thought I didn't need to know this, nor would I encounter these problems.

"I... suddenly feel sleepy..."

I put my head down and covered my face, knowing that Francis knew what I was saying was an excuse.

I need to be quiet.

He was silent for a long time, but I didn't dare to look up at him.

Why dare not look up?

I don't know myself.

A kiss landed on my hair.

A gentle kiss.

Not even a bit of lust, kind of divine.

Then I heard footsteps leaving.

Francis is gone.

He respected my opinion and gave me time to think.

"This bastard..."

Want to cry, but a little happy.

I think,

I may be sick.

—————————The dividing line in the morning————————

"Can I visit Wang Yao?!" I couldn't believe it as I looked at the servant who informed me early in the morning.

Happiness is of course absolute, but I was thinking how could that old stubborn boss agree so easily for me to visit Wang Yao?

Ahhh!Speaking of what happened yesterday, my head is still a mess, how can I organize my mood now!

woc………………

When it comes to tomorrow, I suddenly think of Al again!

"Master Arthur, this was picked up by the maid on the ground yesterday."

Ok?

I looked up suspiciously and found that it was a beautiful gift box.

It feels a little familiar.

I opened the gift box with that thought in mind.

When I saw what was inside, I regretted it for a moment.

This is what Al brought when he came yesterday.

The box is not a beautiful gift, but a bunch of blue daisies, and there are pictures drawn by Al when he was a child.

【"In the future, we will go to see Blue Daisy together, brother Arthur and I."】

I suddenly remembered that day, that night, what we said.

He still remembers everything I said and he remembers everything I gave him.

Oh My God.

I am an incompetent brother.

I let him be independent, but he was always my favorite brother.

regret.

In my mind, Al was standing on the sea of ​​flowers everywhere, he smiled and said to me: "I like my brother the most."

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☆, Lucia

I like Al.

I hate Al.

Both side by side.

I hurried to find Al, afraid that that silly boy would not do anything radical.

But I seem to have forgotten that the most embarrassing situation seems to be me...

"Ah...Master of the Motherland, he has a fever and is resting."

The servant of Al’s family talked to me and pointed to the ice cream boxes piled up in front of the door: “Yesterday, the master of the motherland went to find you, and when he came back, he locked himself in the room and ate until he found out that he had a fever this morning. "

Me: "..." woc, are you a lovelorn girl? !

I couldn't help but vomit in my heart, but I had already reached out and forcibly opened the door of his room.

"Hey! Why are you tossing yourself, at least think about your own people!" I cursed and went in, but I froze in place.

Al's room is messier than I imagined, a lot messier.

There are dense photos hanging on the wall, and there are a bunch of old and useless things in the room.

...But why are these photos of me and him together, and why are those old things a gift I once gave him.

Is this guy an idiot...

I shook my shoulders and walked to the bed and saw that he was lying on the bed in a daze with fever. I touched his forehead.

……very hot.

The guy must have just fallen asleep.

"Arthur...Arthur..." He startled me by suddenly grabbing my hand, and ended up frowning and going back to sleep.

Sure enough, it was still the same as before.

Don't worry, give me a child.

"Arthur..."

"...idiot," I also held his hand tightly, "who made you independent from me."

Although I despise this silly boy Al, but as long as I show my kindness, I decided to cook in the kitchen myself! ! !

……

……

……

……

"Arthur, do you want me to continue to sleep?" Al smiled and looked at the dishes on the table and said in a very bright tone, "It really looks like Arthur!"

"..." Ma De, if you want to say it's unpalatable, just say it! ! !

I was out of breath and glared at him for a moment: "I just woke up and talked so much nonsense!"

"That--"

"Arthur, feed the hero."

Me: "..." Nani...

I really wanted to say 'fuck off' but when I saw his eyes, all the words came out of my mouth.

He smiled a little mysteriously, it was no different from before, but I felt very strange.

Very strange.

"I really can't do anything with you..." I sat down and fed him porridge with a spoon.

He also ate it, obviously just now he was saying that my cooking is unpalatable, now it’s very popular if I don’t eat it? !

"Arthur—" he said suddenly with a smile in his blue eyes, "you can't live without a hero."

"..." This, this, this...is this a confession? ! ! ! !

With blood on my face, I hurriedly turned around and pretended to take paper: "Then you still go out and be independent! Stupid, stupid!!!"

"Because heroes only need heroes to see," he was still laughing, "and don't need others."

I:"……"

I have seen this look.

Francis once had that look, too.

I couldn't help shivering.

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"Arthur..."

Wang Yao was lying on the dragon chair, his originally beautiful face was now a bit haggard.

The room is smoky and sultry, mixed with some breath.

Wang Yao curled up in a corner of the dragon chair, he felt dizzy now, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to smoke some opium.

"Xiao Yao, you are sick."

A person pushed the door in and looked at Wang Yao who was curled up and sighed, "Lucia will feel bad for you like this."

☆, unaffordable consequences

"I didn't..." Wang Yao said, but his throat was already dry.

My head became dizzy again and I couldn't see the face of the person who came, and I began to recall something in my mind.

【"I never knew when I started to like you, love you."】

【"Before I was born as a nation, I loved you."】

【"I thought I would get used to what..."】

【"But it really doesn't work—"】

Spirit and vision began to become more and more blurred, Wang Yao covered his head, and the next second his body lightened and he was reported.

"Arthur..." Wang Yao dazedly put his arms around the other's neck and tentatively called, "Arthur?"

The hand holding Wang Yao suddenly felt a little tight, and after a long silence, Wang Yao heard a sigh: "Xiao Yao..."

"you are sick."

Wang Yao didn't speak but just lay quietly in that person's arms.

Ivan lowered his head and gently kissed the other party's soft hair and teary eyelids: "Lucia came to see you."

"Ivan."

What Wang Yao knew, what he knew, was Ivan.

But he asked anyway.

With a little expectation, he knew that Arthur's boss had informed Arthur that he could come to see him, and Wang Yao thought he would come today.

he thought.

It was what he thought, but in fact it didn't appear.

The last time was like a dream, his tears dripped on his shoulders and he still seems to feel the heat.

"But it really doesn't work—"

Wang Yao suddenly said that a tear ran across his face.

Just like Arthur at the time.

【"But it really doesn't work—"】

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I'm still taking care of Al, I just discovered that this kid is restless even when he's sick.

"Arthur! Hero wants ice cream!"

"ice cream!"

"ice cream!"

"ice cream!"

"Ah! Shut up!" I glared at Al, who was still restless on the bed, "Why are you sick because you ate so much ice cream yesterday!"

"...Then the hero wants to tell you a fact. Last time I went to your house, the dead meat you made was really unpalatable."

I immediately grabbed his neck and wished I could stare right through him: "I kindly gave you so much nonsense to cook and eat!"

"hhhhhhhh"

Al suddenly laughed, which made me feel a little strange. I let go of my hand slowly, and Al was still laughing out of breath.

... This guy won't be fooled by me, will he? !

"Arthur..." Al touched the tears in the corner of his eyes and showed his white teeth to me, "It seems that I haven't chatted with you like this for a long time."

"..."

I froze when I saw his smile.

Al and I used to play, bathe, sing, and sleep together.

At that time, I was thinking that I should protect him no matter what.

But look at the confrontation now.

"Hey... Al, I want to ask you a question..."

My spirit began to tense, and my legs were shaking a little.

I knew in my heart that I shouldn't have asked, and I couldn't accept the consequences of the answer.

but……

I'm really really not reconciled.

Why leave me alone.

I am so unwilling.

Even though reason told me I shouldn't ask, I couldn't help but want to say it.

"Why did you want to be independent in the first place?"

Hearing my question, Al didn't go silent as I imagined, but smiled at me.

"because I love you."

I:"……"

"I don't want to hide behind you, hero, I want to be a superhero who can own you and protect you from being snatched away by others."

"Look at me Arthur,"

His hand held mine, his blue eyes stretched as far as the eye can see, "Hero, I will become the number one in the world and have you."

【"Arthur, brother will have you."】

It's over...

Really are……

What about the consequences I can't bear...

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☆, Ivan, you are gay

I searched recklessly for answers.

However, the results of this answer I can not afford.

Not everything can be decided by myself, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility.

【"Don't say the next thing... okay?"】

Like last time, my reckless questions brought consequences I couldn't afford.

want to cry.

I don't know what kind of emotion it is, maybe it's because I have too many emotions to vent.

"I……"

I tried to answer Al, but the words got stuck in my throat.

"Arthur," Al's hand was in mine, he still had that ignorant expression, "You don't need to answer hero now, hero, I just want to know - can you agree by default?"

Agree by default?

What do you agree with?Agreeing that his confession is real, I can no longer ignore the birth of this love.

I should have admitted it earlier, I know Al likes me.

Lovers generally like it.

"Al," I covered his with my other hand, and smiled helplessly, "You will become number one in the world."

"..." Hearing what I said, Al was a little surprised and then extremely happy.

【"Hero, I will become the number one in the world! Own you!"】

I continued to smile and pulled my hand away: "But you won't have me."

【"I won't be yours."】

Even if time goes by, this sentence will still not change.

The British Empire will not belong to anyone.

Even if he is bruised and unsightly, he is still the British Empire.

Sun is Chinese, but Arthur Kirkland is the British Empire.

I should have known, I'm not alone now.

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"Who?"

Ivan looked towards the door, and I stepped half a foot in and stopped in place when I saw Russia.

I never expected that I would meet Ivan, a polar bear...

"Arthur~" Ivan looked at me with a smile, "Are you here to see Xiaoyao?"

"Um, um... yes, yes." I replied a little embarrassed.

Ivan is very handsome, not to mention he has a good figure, short silver-white hair, purple eyes, if it was me before, I think I would like his style, but now...

To be honest, I am not used to talking to Ivan, not to mention that our two families have always belonged to the aspect of cursing, but Ivan is my natural enemy, and I have stopped him from going south many times... …

If I guessed correctly...

This guy sure wants to beat me up right now.

【At this moment, Ivan said in his heart: "^L^ I really want to beat him up."】

"Xiaoyao, rest inside~"

To my surprise he got up and was about to leave.

This also made me breathe a sigh of relief.

I'm the worst at dealing with things like Russia!

"Hey~ Arthur," Ivan patted Wushi's shoulder when he came to me, "Xiaoyao is sick."

I:"……"

"Lucia, I really want to hang you up and beat you up~"

woc! ! !You really think so! ! !

"But," Ivan bent down, lowered his volume and looked at me with a smile, "do you think it would be more interesting to press you on the bed in front of Xiaoyao?"

"..."

"Fufu, I'm just kidding~"

After he finished speaking, he took his hand away, and my tense head didn't relax until I heard the door closing.

Ivan you bloody gay!

The author has something to say: Thanks to qzuser and deep mine! ! ! ! !Thank you little angels!Brother, I started to update the text in the middle of the night! [I ran outside for a day today and fell to my knees]

Thank you babies for your support! ! !And Lu Xiong has no interest in Arthur, just wants to scare Arthur!

☆, everything will end

I walked into the room lightly, because Ivan said that Wang Yao is resting now.

The bustling furniture is in sight, I passed the cabinets, balconies, vases...

These things are very familiar, I think if I lived alone in a room in my previous life, I might have placed these things.

But the items here are much more luxurious than mine.

The aromatherapy in the room made me dizzy.

I should remember this, remember this time.

This is the history of the motherland.

Thinking of this, I slowly walked to the side of the bed. Wang Yao seemed to be asleep. When he fell asleep, his expression was a little painful, and his long black hair hung down to the ground.

I think this may be all because of me, if it wasn't for me, Wang Yao should still be looking at flowers and listening to operas in the back garden, instead of lying on the bed and losing weight day by day.

Before I knew it, I was sitting on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at Wang Yao, looking at his face that has been continuously gestated and changed for thousands of years.

What's going on in my head.

Probably because I want to know what happens when I am the most human.

I almost forgot about it.

I just remember my name is Sun Ke...

Even the name is vaguely remembered.

I am a little puzzled, why I have almost forgotten the name, but I know the history so clearly, why I remember it clearly in my heart as a Chinese.

It was really intentional.

This is really painful.

Why did I become the British Empire? I am obviously a son and daughter of China.

Why can I forget everything but always remember the memory of history.

Too sly.

As I thought about it, tears hit my hands again.

When I met Wang Yao, I always couldn't help crying like this. I have so much to say, I want to talk to my relatives, I want to talk to the people I love, I want to talk to the people who love me.

Wang Yao is the only family member I know from the bottom of my heart, but I can't say it out loud.

After all, I am now a country, I have my people and people who love me... I am not a 'human' anymore, and it is time to suspend my wayward thinking.

I have been selfish before, and the fate of history has warned me.

You should understand.

Arthur Kirkland, you are a nation.

"Ivan?"

The person on the bed suddenly moved and I looked over immediately.

He was still asleep, but his hands kept grabbing something.

I involuntarily grabbed Wang Yao's hand, patted his hand involuntarily, and said involuntarily, "It's all right."

I understand, I understand the truth, but the reality... how can it be so easy to understand.

"Ivan..."

He frowned while calling Ivan's name, "Arthur..."

I was stunned.

I never thought that Wang Yao would call my name.

The nerves of the brain began to tense, and I was a little nervous.

Why did Wang Yao call my name.

For hating me?Hate me for breaking his peace, hate me for taking Hong Kong away...

In the end, Wang Yao didn't talk but fell asleep completely.

"It will end," I said softly to Wang Yao, "It will definitely end."

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When Wang Yao woke up, there was no one in the room.

Sure enough, Arthur didn't come.

Like or something, it really is just talking.

Thinking of this, Wang Yao got up, and the servant opened the door to change Wang Yao's clothes.

"The Englishman has just arrived."

The servant said suddenly.

"Arthur?" Wang Yao asked again uncertainly, "He? When did you come?"

"He came after you rested, and left after half an hour."

Hearing what the servant said, Wang Yao was stunned.

Suddenly Wang Yao raised his hand and touched it.

"...tears..."

The cool touch is the same as when I touched it at that time.

Wang Yao sighed unconsciously, "You really are a crybaby, Arthur."

The author has something to say: …………………Why do I feel that I can almost finish writing the final article?

☆、Francis perspective

Francis sat quietly in the church, not saying or doing anything, just looking ahead quietly with his eyes.

He is thinking about something.

He is waiting for something.

He is thinking about something.

That thing is called 'love'.

You can't confirm whether something like 'love' is a good thing, but Francis feels that this thing is really scary.

【"Francis..."】

When little Arthur's hand was on his face, when he felt the temperature of the other's palm, when Arthur asked that sentence.

Francis knew he loved Arthur.

Loved him since he was born.

【"Are you in love with me?"】

No one knew what Francis was feeling when he heard this sentence, even he himself couldn't tell.

Happy, excited, surprised, even a little... scared.

He fell in love with a country.

Falling in love with the person who has been a little arrogant since childhood, has been very rude since childhood, has been against himself since childhood, and has been his rival since childhood.

God, he must be crazy.

Otherwise, he would not admit it by default, and would not gently tell Arthur about his love.

He can't do this because he is also a country, and his own problems will affect all aspects.

He felt that he might riot at any time now because he was always worried about something.

Answer.

Francis needed an answer both he and his heart desperately needed.

Francis thought he was going to force Arthur to tell him the answer, the answer he wanted, but he didn't.

He didn't do that, but kissed him lightly and let him think slowly.

He was not sure.

After all, his little Arthur had always been an unusual little fellow.

He loves Alfred, and he also loves Wang Yao.

He can understand Al, after all, he has been with Arthur for a long time, but he doesn't understand Wang Yao very well.

As a rival, Francis knows how well Arthur's popularity. Arthur has hardly met Wang Yao, but he remembers,

Every time Arthur sees Wang Yao, he has an inexplicable feeling, love?like?Or worship?

There were too many, and Arthur himself certainly didn't know.

Francis didn't understand that although Wang Yao was a beauty, Arthur was indeed not a beautiful person, not to mention that there were so many beautiful people in the world, but he only had a soft spot for Wang Yao.

jealous?

This is already a very clear thing.He is very jealous.

The image of Arthur walking out from Wang Yao's place flashed through his head suddenly.

He still remembers what he said at that meeting.

【"I am not...I am not a country, I am a person!"】