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[Fanfic] Growing Pains (1/?)
Title: Growing Pains (1/?)
Author: Tara-vonKarma
Characters: Mostly centering around Liechtenstein, all nations will be included in each chapter, most likely. In this chapter, there's Liechtenstein, Hungary, Prussia, and some Switzerland.
Pairings: GermanyxLiechtenstein, AustriaxLiechtenstein, SwitzerlandxLiechtenstein, SealandxLiechtenstein, LatviaxLiechtenstein, RussiaxLiechtenstein, most of them onesided on her part, due to her merely having a teenage crush on them, and maybe more. PrussiaxHungary as well.
Rating: This chapter is Probably like...PG-13?
Warnings: Over protective brothers, crack pairings, Fan-given names, Teenage crushes, randomness, slight crack, constant change of Hungary's first name, stuff.
Summary: Liechtenstein is growing up and needs a little help along the line, so she gets to spend some time at each nation's house so she knows what she should and grows to be a good, mature teenage nation-girl.
Chapter Summary: Liechtenstein's Trip To Hungary, part one.
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd/Semibeta'd by Dollfiepop
After calming America down and preventing Switzerland from shooting him or anyone else in the room and getting everyone settled again, it was decided that she would go to Hungary first. Being that she was the girl she knew best, it would probably be for the best.
The entire way home Vash was grumbling about her decision, but wishing her well and warning her to be careful and that no one can be trusted and everything that she expected him to say. A little while into his speech she tuned him out, pretending to be asleep. She had to hide a smile when he cut himself off seeing her 'sleeping' and apologized and was silent the rest of the way.
Because it happened to be the end of the month, as soon as she got home she started packing, gathering clothes and notebooks to write about what she learned and saw in, and anything else she could think would be useful. The last thing she took was a mint green teddy bear, holding it in her arms instead of packing it.
After a quick dinner she waited, sitting by the window in the parlor, waiting for Hungary to arrive. hen she did, she rushed downstairs, a smile on her face, to the door and, after several warnings from her brother to them both, they were off to Hungary!
Several hours later, the two girls were in Hungary, the sun just climbing it's way into the sky. Leith and Elizaveta had chatted for a while, before they both fell asleep on the train they took, waking just before their stop. The elder of the two smiled a little as the small blond stared out the window at the passing country. Mountains, cities, and so much more, it was all very new to her, and she knew it. She had told her earlier of how little she got outside her and Vash's countries, or his house in general. It was almost abusive in Hungary's eyes, but Leith said she hadn't minded as much until recently.
Once they were off the train and headed for Elizaveth's house, Liechtenstein had begun to ask her questions. Straight and to the point, she continued to look at the people and things around her while she spoke.
"Hungary?" She realized how nervous she felt and gently bit into her bear's ear. The Hungarian turned her head and smiled, "Call me Elizaveth." She insisted, nodding for her to continue.
Hugging the toy to her chest, she asked the first of her questions. "Will I ever be as tall and as pretty as the other girls? Like you and Belgium and Poland?"
Elizaveth skipped a step, caught herself, and held a hand to her mouth in an attempt not to laugh. "P-Poland's not a...well...of course you will!" She decided to let her figure it out on her own. "Maybe not as tall as us--h-hey, don't look so down!" She put a hand on her head, at her small frown. "Your height is based on the average height of people in your country, your age, and the size of your country yourself. So, while you may not get as tall as me or some of the other...girls...you won't be this short forever. But you're already very pretty, Leith."
They both smiled at each other, the blond's slight tenseness receding. She'd be pretty, just like the other girls, and then.... She asked her next question. "D-do you ever get a really strange feeling? Like...around some of the other nations?" This was the question she was afraid to ask! What if it wasn't normal or Elizaveta laughed at her for it? She hugged the bear again, as Elizaveth looked at her curiously. "Strange like what?"
"Well...like...longing, I suppose? Need? Embarrassment, fear...." She listed a few things she felt, wondering why Elizaveth was getting that look she got when she saw Lithuania and Poland really close to each other. In fact, she got it when some of the boys were near each other, too. "What is it?"
"That, Leith, is a part of life called a crush! It's very special feelings you get for someone you like!"
"I like you, and I don't get them around you...and I'm afraid of one of the people I get them with."
She laughed, unlocking her house's door, and allowing her inside. "We can talk more about that later. First, let me show you to your room and you can make yourself at home. I'll make breakfast, and we can go do something, okay?"
Leith nodded, excitedly, smiling. This...crush thing could wait. It sounded complicated, so she would have to be patient anyway. Hungary showed her around the house before bringing her to a door not to far from the one one Hungary had named as her own bedroom. "This will be your room. You can make yourself at home, and if you have any problems or need anything just come find me, okay? I'll be in the kitchen in a few minutes, but I want to shower and change first, so I'll probably been in my room for a bit first." With a nod, Leith watched her go to her room. She closed her own door and looked at the room. With that, the first month began.
She first unpacked her clothes and possessions, organizing them neatly onto the shelves and into the drawers. Lastly, she put her bear onto the bed, leaning lightly on the frame. She heard the shower stop as she finished, and decided to wait a while, giving Elizaveth time to change before beginning to make her way to her door to ask if she could help or watch, feeling that knowing how to cook was a 'big-girl' thing.
She was a bit surprised when she got there.
When she had reached the door she heard soft moaning and whimpering. She couldn't exactly understand what was being said--her English was a bit rusty, listening-comprehension-wise--but she could only really hear her host's voice.
"D-damn it...I have to--stop!"
Leith looked a bit fearfully at the door, and heard a muffled voice which spoke in an accent like her own, but couldn't catch what was being said.
"N-no, later, not n-oow!"
She didn't move away, her subconscious forcing her to stay and listen. 'Wh-what if she's in trouble? I can't help much, but....' She held her breath, feeling upset and worried and, overall curious. She placed her hand on the doorknob, not turning yet, but holding it there.
"L-later, I pro-m-ise! St-stop--whatif--Geh!"
Leith squirmed a bit, whimpers now joining the moans and speech. Something made her turn the knob and glance in, only to squeak at what she saw. She wasn't sure why she squeaked, maybe she'd learn that and why she was flushing so hard and it felt warm between her legs and why she felt the need to apologize later.
The sound she made had alerted the two in the room, causing the one Hungary had been speaking to to stop what he was doing, loosening his grip on her wrists and allowing her to pull her frying pan from...wherever it was, and hit him solidly with it, causing him to fall to the floor. "DAMN IT, GILBERT."
The pale nation only responded with pained hissing and holding his head where he had been struck, cursing repeatedly. Leith simply stood, frozen in a stunned silence at the door. Elizaveth redid her top's buttons and stood up, as red in the face as Leith, if not more. Straightening out the rest of her clothes, she glared at the unphased Prussian who eventually got over his strike to the head. She looked apologetically and panic-stricken at Leith who still hadn't moved, except for beginning to shiver slightly. "I-I'm really sorry about that, Leith."
"O-oh, no, it's fine...." She whispered, face flushed, as she recovered. She made a mental note to ask what they had been doing later.
After a little more scolding, Prussia was allowed to stay for breakfast, as Leith nursed the growing bump on his head. In the meantime, he cooed over her, calling her cute, making her smile. Hungary started breakfast while Prussia coddled her, but somehow not babying her in doing so. She simply giggled and playfully pushed at him, allowing him to cuddle her and then dance her around the kitchen.
"It's great you didn't panic at...erm...what you saw, Leith." Elizaveth said, scrambling the eggs in the frying pan (a different one from the one she abused Gilbert with, mind you) while preparing other breakfast foods. She knew how fast Gilbert's metabolism was, he was over here a surprising amount, so she knew she had to cook a lot to satisfy the black hole that was his stomach. Plus, she wanted to offer Leith as much as she could, to see what was eaten in her country, to try everything. The blond stopped midstep, but tried to right herself, as not to mess up her and the albino's spinning. "Erm...what were you two doing, by the way?"
There was a short, pregnant pause, before Gilbert started to laugh. "Uh, well...I don't think you're ready to know that, just yet. Maybe someone else will tell you?"
"What, you don't wanna tell her, 'Liz?"
"I-it's not that! It's just that...." The Hungarian, paused, thinking. "I don't think I'd be able to explain it. Someone else would be able to explain it better than me. And, no offense, Leith, but I don't think you're mature enough to...."
"It's fine." She smiled in understanding. She was just starting to mature, after all. She'd grow mature enough to understand some time in the future. With that out of the way, she and the German continued their spinny, play-dance.
Breakfast came and went, and Gilbert said goodbye, being taken to the door by the house's owner, who told Liechtenstein that they would go out once she finished the dishes. Planning on writing in one of her notebooks, she headed for the stairs, passing the door in the process.
She froze again, seeing something which she assumed was lighter than what had been occurring in Elizaveth's room. With her arms around his neck and one of his hands rather low on her hip, they shared a rather deep and passionate kiss, which made Leith's cheeks light up pink. She fidgeted a little, making sure she was out of their line of vision as Gilbert pulled away, making Elizavetha groan softly. He placed a gloved finger to her pouting lips and said, "Later," before making his way out with a wave. After a few seconds, Elizaveth sighed softly, jerking the door closed and crossing her arms as she started on her way back to the kitchen. The younger nation ran upstairs soundlessly.
Author: Tara-vonKarma
Characters: Mostly centering around Liechtenstein, all nations will be included in each chapter, most likely. In this chapter, there's Liechtenstein, Hungary, Prussia, and some Switzerland.
Pairings: GermanyxLiechtenstein, AustriaxLiechtenstein, SwitzerlandxLiechtenstein, SealandxLiechtenstein, LatviaxLiechtenstein, RussiaxLiechtenstein, most of them onesided on her part, due to her merely having a teenage crush on them, and maybe more. PrussiaxHungary as well.
Rating: This chapter is Probably like...PG-13?
Warnings: Over protective brothers, crack pairings, Fan-given names, Teenage crushes, randomness, slight crack, constant change of Hungary's first name, stuff.
Summary: Liechtenstein is growing up and needs a little help along the line, so she gets to spend some time at each nation's house so she knows what she should and grows to be a good, mature teenage nation-girl.
Chapter Summary: Liechtenstein's Trip To Hungary, part one.
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd/Semibeta'd by Dollfiepop
After calming America down and preventing Switzerland from shooting him or anyone else in the room and getting everyone settled again, it was decided that she would go to Hungary first. Being that she was the girl she knew best, it would probably be for the best.
The entire way home Vash was grumbling about her decision, but wishing her well and warning her to be careful and that no one can be trusted and everything that she expected him to say. A little while into his speech she tuned him out, pretending to be asleep. She had to hide a smile when he cut himself off seeing her 'sleeping' and apologized and was silent the rest of the way.
Because it happened to be the end of the month, as soon as she got home she started packing, gathering clothes and notebooks to write about what she learned and saw in, and anything else she could think would be useful. The last thing she took was a mint green teddy bear, holding it in her arms instead of packing it.
After a quick dinner she waited, sitting by the window in the parlor, waiting for Hungary to arrive. hen she did, she rushed downstairs, a smile on her face, to the door and, after several warnings from her brother to them both, they were off to Hungary!
Several hours later, the two girls were in Hungary, the sun just climbing it's way into the sky. Leith and Elizaveta had chatted for a while, before they both fell asleep on the train they took, waking just before their stop. The elder of the two smiled a little as the small blond stared out the window at the passing country. Mountains, cities, and so much more, it was all very new to her, and she knew it. She had told her earlier of how little she got outside her and Vash's countries, or his house in general. It was almost abusive in Hungary's eyes, but Leith said she hadn't minded as much until recently.
Once they were off the train and headed for Elizaveth's house, Liechtenstein had begun to ask her questions. Straight and to the point, she continued to look at the people and things around her while she spoke.
"Hungary?" She realized how nervous she felt and gently bit into her bear's ear. The Hungarian turned her head and smiled, "Call me Elizaveth." She insisted, nodding for her to continue.
Hugging the toy to her chest, she asked the first of her questions. "Will I ever be as tall and as pretty as the other girls? Like you and Belgium and Poland?"
Elizaveth skipped a step, caught herself, and held a hand to her mouth in an attempt not to laugh. "P-Poland's not a...well...of course you will!" She decided to let her figure it out on her own. "Maybe not as tall as us--h-hey, don't look so down!" She put a hand on her head, at her small frown. "Your height is based on the average height of people in your country, your age, and the size of your country yourself. So, while you may not get as tall as me or some of the other...girls...you won't be this short forever. But you're already very pretty, Leith."
They both smiled at each other, the blond's slight tenseness receding. She'd be pretty, just like the other girls, and then.... She asked her next question. "D-do you ever get a really strange feeling? Like...around some of the other nations?" This was the question she was afraid to ask! What if it wasn't normal or Elizaveta laughed at her for it? She hugged the bear again, as Elizaveth looked at her curiously. "Strange like what?"
"Well...like...longing, I suppose? Need? Embarrassment, fear...." She listed a few things she felt, wondering why Elizaveth was getting that look she got when she saw Lithuania and Poland really close to each other. In fact, she got it when some of the boys were near each other, too. "What is it?"
"That, Leith, is a part of life called a crush! It's very special feelings you get for someone you like!"
"I like you, and I don't get them around you...and I'm afraid of one of the people I get them with."
She laughed, unlocking her house's door, and allowing her inside. "We can talk more about that later. First, let me show you to your room and you can make yourself at home. I'll make breakfast, and we can go do something, okay?"
Leith nodded, excitedly, smiling. This...crush thing could wait. It sounded complicated, so she would have to be patient anyway. Hungary showed her around the house before bringing her to a door not to far from the one one Hungary had named as her own bedroom. "This will be your room. You can make yourself at home, and if you have any problems or need anything just come find me, okay? I'll be in the kitchen in a few minutes, but I want to shower and change first, so I'll probably been in my room for a bit first." With a nod, Leith watched her go to her room. She closed her own door and looked at the room. With that, the first month began.
She first unpacked her clothes and possessions, organizing them neatly onto the shelves and into the drawers. Lastly, she put her bear onto the bed, leaning lightly on the frame. She heard the shower stop as she finished, and decided to wait a while, giving Elizaveth time to change before beginning to make her way to her door to ask if she could help or watch, feeling that knowing how to cook was a 'big-girl' thing.
She was a bit surprised when she got there.
When she had reached the door she heard soft moaning and whimpering. She couldn't exactly understand what was being said--her English was a bit rusty, listening-comprehension-wise--but she could only really hear her host's voice.
"D-damn it...I have to--stop!"
Leith looked a bit fearfully at the door, and heard a muffled voice which spoke in an accent like her own, but couldn't catch what was being said.
"N-no, later, not n-oow!"
She didn't move away, her subconscious forcing her to stay and listen. 'Wh-what if she's in trouble? I can't help much, but....' She held her breath, feeling upset and worried and, overall curious. She placed her hand on the doorknob, not turning yet, but holding it there.
"L-later, I pro-m-ise! St-stop--whatif--Geh!"
Leith squirmed a bit, whimpers now joining the moans and speech. Something made her turn the knob and glance in, only to squeak at what she saw. She wasn't sure why she squeaked, maybe she'd learn that and why she was flushing so hard and it felt warm between her legs and why she felt the need to apologize later.
The sound she made had alerted the two in the room, causing the one Hungary had been speaking to to stop what he was doing, loosening his grip on her wrists and allowing her to pull her frying pan from...wherever it was, and hit him solidly with it, causing him to fall to the floor. "DAMN IT, GILBERT."
The pale nation only responded with pained hissing and holding his head where he had been struck, cursing repeatedly. Leith simply stood, frozen in a stunned silence at the door. Elizaveth redid her top's buttons and stood up, as red in the face as Leith, if not more. Straightening out the rest of her clothes, she glared at the unphased Prussian who eventually got over his strike to the head. She looked apologetically and panic-stricken at Leith who still hadn't moved, except for beginning to shiver slightly. "I-I'm really sorry about that, Leith."
"O-oh, no, it's fine...." She whispered, face flushed, as she recovered. She made a mental note to ask what they had been doing later.
After a little more scolding, Prussia was allowed to stay for breakfast, as Leith nursed the growing bump on his head. In the meantime, he cooed over her, calling her cute, making her smile. Hungary started breakfast while Prussia coddled her, but somehow not babying her in doing so. She simply giggled and playfully pushed at him, allowing him to cuddle her and then dance her around the kitchen.
"It's great you didn't panic at...erm...what you saw, Leith." Elizaveth said, scrambling the eggs in the frying pan (a different one from the one she abused Gilbert with, mind you) while preparing other breakfast foods. She knew how fast Gilbert's metabolism was, he was over here a surprising amount, so she knew she had to cook a lot to satisfy the black hole that was his stomach. Plus, she wanted to offer Leith as much as she could, to see what was eaten in her country, to try everything. The blond stopped midstep, but tried to right herself, as not to mess up her and the albino's spinning. "Erm...what were you two doing, by the way?"
There was a short, pregnant pause, before Gilbert started to laugh. "Uh, well...I don't think you're ready to know that, just yet. Maybe someone else will tell you?"
"What, you don't wanna tell her, 'Liz?"
"I-it's not that! It's just that...." The Hungarian, paused, thinking. "I don't think I'd be able to explain it. Someone else would be able to explain it better than me. And, no offense, Leith, but I don't think you're mature enough to...."
"It's fine." She smiled in understanding. She was just starting to mature, after all. She'd grow mature enough to understand some time in the future. With that out of the way, she and the German continued their spinny, play-dance.
Breakfast came and went, and Gilbert said goodbye, being taken to the door by the house's owner, who told Liechtenstein that they would go out once she finished the dishes. Planning on writing in one of her notebooks, she headed for the stairs, passing the door in the process.
She froze again, seeing something which she assumed was lighter than what had been occurring in Elizaveth's room. With her arms around his neck and one of his hands rather low on her hip, they shared a rather deep and passionate kiss, which made Leith's cheeks light up pink. She fidgeted a little, making sure she was out of their line of vision as Gilbert pulled away, making Elizavetha groan softly. He placed a gloved finger to her pouting lips and said, "Later," before making his way out with a wave. After a few seconds, Elizaveth sighed softly, jerking the door closed and crossing her arms as she started on her way back to the kitchen. The younger nation ran upstairs soundlessly.
~~~~~~~Liechtenstein's Journal Of Global Knowledge~~~~~~~
Today I started my month in Hungary's house. We took a train and chatted a bit. There are many interesting things here! The feelings that I get around some nations are called 'a crush.' Elizaveth promised to tell me more later.
She has a very nice house! It is bigger than mine and big brother's. My room isn't far from her's and I am very comfortable.
Prussia was here. He was lying on Hungary and holding her hands down, and he had his mouth at her chest, but they won't tell me what he was doing. Hungary's shirt was also undone. Perhaps he was admiring her breasts? Maybe mine will get that big, one day, and someone could do that to me.
The hot feeling between my legs hasn't been getting any better. Perhaps I should see a doctor? Or maybe it's another part of growing up? Regardless, I got it when I was watching Prussia admire Hungary's breasts, but I am not sure why. I also got it when I was thinking of someone doing to me what Prussia did to Hungary.
I've decided that it isn't an entirely bad feeling, just a bit strange and troubling. Perhaps it's a feeling that results from intimacy or the thoughts of it? Perhaps I will gather the courage to ask.
I'm glad she doesn't seem to mind that I carry Chocolate around. Hopefully I'll be allowed to keep him when I grow up. I heard that some of the adult nations have lots of toys, so I hope I can keep mine. Maybe Hungary has toys too, and I'll get to see what kind she has to determine which of mine I can keep. Maybe I'll even be able to play with their toys!
Anyway, Elizaveth and I are going out soon. I will write more later.
The next part where stuff actually gets done will probably be out tomorrow. I dunno. I hope it doesn't seem rushed, and I hope you enjoy it. Suggestions and things are still being accepted and whatnot.
Today I started my month in Hungary's house. We took a train and chatted a bit. There are many interesting things here! The feelings that I get around some nations are called 'a crush.' Elizaveth promised to tell me more later.
She has a very nice house! It is bigger than mine and big brother's. My room isn't far from her's and I am very comfortable.
Prussia was here. He was lying on Hungary and holding her hands down, and he had his mouth at her chest, but they won't tell me what he was doing. Hungary's shirt was also undone. Perhaps he was admiring her breasts? Maybe mine will get that big, one day, and someone could do that to me.
The hot feeling between my legs hasn't been getting any better. Perhaps I should see a doctor? Or maybe it's another part of growing up? Regardless, I got it when I was watching Prussia admire Hungary's breasts, but I am not sure why. I also got it when I was thinking of someone doing to me what Prussia did to Hungary.
I've decided that it isn't an entirely bad feeling, just a bit strange and troubling. Perhaps it's a feeling that results from intimacy or the thoughts of it? Perhaps I will gather the courage to ask.
I'm glad she doesn't seem to mind that I carry Chocolate around. Hopefully I'll be allowed to keep him when I grow up. I heard that some of the adult nations have lots of toys, so I hope I can keep mine. Maybe Hungary has toys too, and I'll get to see what kind she has to determine which of mine I can keep. Maybe I'll even be able to play with their toys!
Anyway, Elizaveth and I are going out soon. I will write more later.
The next part where stuff actually gets done will probably be out tomorrow. I dunno. I hope it doesn't seem rushed, and I hope you enjoy it. Suggestions and things are still being accepted and whatnot.
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Or experience worse once she's sent to France.
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Oh, and I really love your icon, by the way :D
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Thanks! ^^
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And the part about Poland being a girl cracked me up. I can't wait to see Lili go to his-- her?-- house xD
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SHE WILL LEARN THAT SKIRTS CAN BE DECEIVING! /o/
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Prussia cooing over her is such a cute mental image xD
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Well he does love cute things. No cute thing will be spared.
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Oh God Lieth, you're just so naive and cute and innocent and uncorrupted. X3
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I like the stuffed animal, and it's name. Chocolate is highly appropriate. Excellent chapter~
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X3 Thanks. The next chapter is, hopefully, on it's way. ^^; Either really late tonight or tomorrow.
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