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[Fanfic] 2 Fictions - Nordics and Asians
Wish List
Author: Me
Beta: ChinaDolly_89
Characters: Finland, Sweden, Norway, Iceland, Denmark
Pairings: Sweden X Finland - Denmark X Norway X Iceland
Rating: T
Genre: Romance?? Christmas gift
Warnings: Perverted Denmark warning XD
Summary: Finland is doing is last check before it's Christmas evening, but then he find a wish list that is giving him some trouble.
Wishlist
It was almost Christmas eve and Finland was finishing the last preparations for his long journey through the world. He checked his sleigh, the reindeers and if he had packed all presents the nations had asked for in their wish lists.
That was when the Finn found a wish list he had shoved to the side. He had left the list for last because he didn't know what to do with it. His eyes slid across the paper while he wondered if he would accept the request or if he had to give the nation something different this Christmas. The longer he stared at the wish list the more he started doubting.
Hanatamago suddenly run into the living room and jumped his owner, who was sitting on the ground.
Finland startled at first but then laughed. He caressed the energetic dog, before it jumped back on the ground and rolled onto it's back.
Finland petted its belly with one hand and held the wish list in the other. He stared at the words on the paper. "What should I do, Hana?" He asked the dog, not expecting it to answer back.
Hanatamago turned back on it's feet, facing the Finn. It barked cheerfully and wiggled its tail as if it told his owner to smile.
Finland chuckled and petted the dog's head.
Then someone entered the room and stopped not too far from the Finn.
"Tino."
Finland looked up as he heard the dark and low voice of the Swedish man. The male was looking at him with a grumpy face, Finland smiled at the Swede nevertheless. He became used to the grumpy look on Sweden's face a long time ago.
The Swede held two mugs with hot chocolate in his hands and a tin of biscuits under his arm. "Hm.. You're frowning." Sweden said in the same low tone and with the same grumpy expression on his face.
Finland smiled, but not convinced. He held the wish list up to show the Swede what was on his mind. "I don't know what I should do, Su-san? What would you do?" He asked the much taller male.
Sweden walked closer and sat down next to the Finn. He placed both mugs of chocolate on the ground, just like the tin of biscuits. Then he took the wish list.
A moment of silence followed as the Swede read the wish list.
Finland grabbed a mug from the ground with both hands before he took a sip from it, careful not to burn his mouth with the hot chocolate.
When Sweden lowered the wish list and gave it back to the Finn, he shook his head, telling Finland that he wouldn't do it.
Finland placed the mug back on the ground and sighed softly. "Thank you." He said, but was still doubtful.
It was only an hour later that the Finn decided that he didn't want to disappoint the requester and would give him what he wanted.
Christmas Morning
Denmark rolled out of his bed with a low growl. The hangover he picked up after he drank Christmas eve away with some other nations blurred his mind a little. He searched for his trousers somewhere on the ground and put them on with his eyes still half closed because of his killing headache.
He dragged is body out of his room, down the stairs and into the kitchen, walking through the hallway and the living room, before he arrived. He didn't see anything around him, nor did he noticed the presents underneath the Christmas tree.
With his mind as empty as possible, he dragged himself to the coffeemaker and made himself a cup of strong coffee.
While he waited until his coffee was ready, he opened one of the drawers under the countertop, searching for painkillers. The first thing he found was aspirin. He left it for what it was and searched for the ibuprofen. After finding them he took two of the pills with a mug of water.
He leaned against the countertop with his eyes closed, until he heard the coffeemaker stop. Grabbing the mug he had used for the water, he filled it with the strong and pitch black coffee. He held the coffee under his nose and already felt a little bit better.
He waited some time in the kitchen until he felt the ibuprofen starting to work. He rubbed with both hands over his face and grabbed the coffee in his hand a little tighter. Then he walked to the living room.
When he entered the room, his eyes fell on the Christmas tree. They slid from the top down to the presents underneath it and found a most interesting present.
Iceland and Norway lay under the Christmas tree, facing each other and sleeping on their sides. Iceland had his face pressed against Norway's chest, who had his arms wrapped tightly around his brother's waist in a warm embrace.
On their heads they wore a headband with black cat ears and around their necks was a huge red bow. A dark red satin blanket was draped over the brothers' hips and legs and two hairy black tail stuck from under the blanket.
Denmark blinked and forgot about his headaches instantly. His lips curled into a smirk and his licked them slowly.
The Dane walked to the two on the ground and found a little card.
Please be careful with your present, Santa.
"Thank you, Santa." Denmark whispered while smirking, trying not to wake the brothers with his voice.
Excited like a young child Denmark bend over the brothers and let his fingers carefully trace over their bodies. This was going to be the best Christmas the Dane ever had and it would be together with Iceland and Norway.
Sweden sat behind Finland before for the fireplace. He had his arms wrapped around Finland's slender body and tried to comfort him. Comfort him because he had been down ever since he came back that night.
"Do you think they'll be mad at me?" Finland asked the Swede.
Sweden did not answer, instead he placed his chin on Finland's shoulder and hummed with his low voice. It was enough to show the Finn that he wanted him to forget it and smile again.
Finland did for a moment, but then fell back in despair. "I shouldn't have done it." He sighed. He turned himself around and crawled against Sweden's warm chest. He closed his eyes, exhausted from the long journey and slowly fell asleep against the strong man.
Sweden held the Finn a little tighter and looked at the wish list that lay before them on the floor.
Dear Santa,
This year I want Iceland and Norway underneath my tree, both covered in chocolate. I would love to gift them a Christmas present myself.
Thanks,
Denmark
Torn Apart
Author: Me
Beta: sithmarauder
Characters: China, Hong Kong, England, Japan, Taiwan, Korea
Pairings: Non..
Rating: T
Genre: angst
Warnings: Angst
Summary: On the end of the opium war, England took over Hong Kong.
Torn Apart
China leaned against a peach tree on a hill, not far from the sea. His long brown hair and traditional red Chinese clothes slowly waved in the wind. It looked like they were dancing on a sad melody, as if the wind knew what had happened.
In the distance the Chinese man saw hundred of ships sail to the horizon. English vessels followed by Chinese ships.
China stared at the disappearing sails with tears burning in the corner of his eyes, not even watering or blurring his sight. The sadness he felt was much deeper than his tears could reach.
---
On one of those English ships was Hong Kong, taken against his and China's will, guarded by England himself. Taken away to be England's property, violently torn apart from China.
The moment England took Hong Kong away from the Chinese man repeated itself in China's mind: The way China had tried to escape from the gasp of England's soldiers as the Brit threw the child over his shoulder, how China had screamed and cursed England to give Hong Kong back, and how Hong Kong had stuck out his hand to China with the all-too-familiar emotionless expression on his face. Immediately following that England had carried the child to the longboats and row Hong Kong to their ships.
When the English solders had finally let go of the Chinese man, he had run into the water in a hopeless attempt to swim after the longboats, but his own people had held him back. They had known it was already too late.
China had been kneeling on the edge of the water, held back by others, screaming, yelling and begging. He had only stopped resisting when England's ships had set sail and he had known that he wouldn't be seeing Hong Kong anytime soon.
---
The ships had vanished in the distance. China sighed, but it didn't relieve him as it normally did, instead it hurt him even more. He slowly slid down against the tree, until he sat on his knees. He didn't take his eyes off of the sea, as if he hoped to see England's ships coming back, but they did not and he knew they would never come back.
---
"China?"
China turned his head in response to Taiwan's childish voice and saw she was with Korea and Japan. All three children looked at him with confusion and sadness in their eyes.
"Where will they take Hong Kong?" Taiwan asked.
China glanced towards the sea before he opened his arms and waited till all three children came closer to him. "He is with England now, but he'll come back," the Chinese man said with a sad smile and a slightly trembling voice. He wrapped his arms around all three children, trying to comfort both them and himself at the same time.
China turned his face towards the sea again and leaned his head against the tree. "I'll bring him back, I promise," he whispered.
The first tear dripped out of China's eyes and followed its way down over his cheek and chin. His breath hitched when he glance to the sea for the last time, only to see that the ships weren't coming back. He pulled the children even closer, slowly closed his eyes and finally gave in to the tears that bled from his broken heart.
~The End~
Author: Me
Beta: ChinaDolly_89
Characters: Finland, Sweden, Norway, Iceland, Denmark
Pairings: Sweden X Finland - Denmark X Norway X Iceland
Rating: T
Genre: Romance?? Christmas gift
Warnings: Perverted Denmark warning XD
Summary: Finland is doing is last check before it's Christmas evening, but then he find a wish list that is giving him some trouble.
Wishlist
It was almost Christmas eve and Finland was finishing the last preparations for his long journey through the world. He checked his sleigh, the reindeers and if he had packed all presents the nations had asked for in their wish lists.
That was when the Finn found a wish list he had shoved to the side. He had left the list for last because he didn't know what to do with it. His eyes slid across the paper while he wondered if he would accept the request or if he had to give the nation something different this Christmas. The longer he stared at the wish list the more he started doubting.
Hanatamago suddenly run into the living room and jumped his owner, who was sitting on the ground.
Finland startled at first but then laughed. He caressed the energetic dog, before it jumped back on the ground and rolled onto it's back.
Finland petted its belly with one hand and held the wish list in the other. He stared at the words on the paper. "What should I do, Hana?" He asked the dog, not expecting it to answer back.
Hanatamago turned back on it's feet, facing the Finn. It barked cheerfully and wiggled its tail as if it told his owner to smile.
Finland chuckled and petted the dog's head.
Then someone entered the room and stopped not too far from the Finn.
"Tino."
Finland looked up as he heard the dark and low voice of the Swedish man. The male was looking at him with a grumpy face, Finland smiled at the Swede nevertheless. He became used to the grumpy look on Sweden's face a long time ago.
The Swede held two mugs with hot chocolate in his hands and a tin of biscuits under his arm. "Hm.. You're frowning." Sweden said in the same low tone and with the same grumpy expression on his face.
Finland smiled, but not convinced. He held the wish list up to show the Swede what was on his mind. "I don't know what I should do, Su-san? What would you do?" He asked the much taller male.
Sweden walked closer and sat down next to the Finn. He placed both mugs of chocolate on the ground, just like the tin of biscuits. Then he took the wish list.
A moment of silence followed as the Swede read the wish list.
Finland grabbed a mug from the ground with both hands before he took a sip from it, careful not to burn his mouth with the hot chocolate.
When Sweden lowered the wish list and gave it back to the Finn, he shook his head, telling Finland that he wouldn't do it.
Finland placed the mug back on the ground and sighed softly. "Thank you." He said, but was still doubtful.
It was only an hour later that the Finn decided that he didn't want to disappoint the requester and would give him what he wanted.
Christmas Morning
Denmark rolled out of his bed with a low growl. The hangover he picked up after he drank Christmas eve away with some other nations blurred his mind a little. He searched for his trousers somewhere on the ground and put them on with his eyes still half closed because of his killing headache.
He dragged is body out of his room, down the stairs and into the kitchen, walking through the hallway and the living room, before he arrived. He didn't see anything around him, nor did he noticed the presents underneath the Christmas tree.
With his mind as empty as possible, he dragged himself to the coffeemaker and made himself a cup of strong coffee.
While he waited until his coffee was ready, he opened one of the drawers under the countertop, searching for painkillers. The first thing he found was aspirin. He left it for what it was and searched for the ibuprofen. After finding them he took two of the pills with a mug of water.
He leaned against the countertop with his eyes closed, until he heard the coffeemaker stop. Grabbing the mug he had used for the water, he filled it with the strong and pitch black coffee. He held the coffee under his nose and already felt a little bit better.
He waited some time in the kitchen until he felt the ibuprofen starting to work. He rubbed with both hands over his face and grabbed the coffee in his hand a little tighter. Then he walked to the living room.
When he entered the room, his eyes fell on the Christmas tree. They slid from the top down to the presents underneath it and found a most interesting present.
Iceland and Norway lay under the Christmas tree, facing each other and sleeping on their sides. Iceland had his face pressed against Norway's chest, who had his arms wrapped tightly around his brother's waist in a warm embrace.
On their heads they wore a headband with black cat ears and around their necks was a huge red bow. A dark red satin blanket was draped over the brothers' hips and legs and two hairy black tail stuck from under the blanket.
Denmark blinked and forgot about his headaches instantly. His lips curled into a smirk and his licked them slowly.
The Dane walked to the two on the ground and found a little card.
Please be careful with your present, Santa.
"Thank you, Santa." Denmark whispered while smirking, trying not to wake the brothers with his voice.
Excited like a young child Denmark bend over the brothers and let his fingers carefully trace over their bodies. This was going to be the best Christmas the Dane ever had and it would be together with Iceland and Norway.
Sweden sat behind Finland before for the fireplace. He had his arms wrapped around Finland's slender body and tried to comfort him. Comfort him because he had been down ever since he came back that night.
"Do you think they'll be mad at me?" Finland asked the Swede.
Sweden did not answer, instead he placed his chin on Finland's shoulder and hummed with his low voice. It was enough to show the Finn that he wanted him to forget it and smile again.
Finland did for a moment, but then fell back in despair. "I shouldn't have done it." He sighed. He turned himself around and crawled against Sweden's warm chest. He closed his eyes, exhausted from the long journey and slowly fell asleep against the strong man.
Sweden held the Finn a little tighter and looked at the wish list that lay before them on the floor.
Dear Santa,
This year I want Iceland and Norway underneath my tree, both covered in chocolate. I would love to gift them a Christmas present myself.
Thanks,
Denmark
Torn Apart
Author: Me
Beta: sithmarauder
Characters: China, Hong Kong, England, Japan, Taiwan, Korea
Pairings: Non..
Rating: T
Genre: angst
Warnings: Angst
Summary: On the end of the opium war, England took over Hong Kong.
Torn Apart
China leaned against a peach tree on a hill, not far from the sea. His long brown hair and traditional red Chinese clothes slowly waved in the wind. It looked like they were dancing on a sad melody, as if the wind knew what had happened.
In the distance the Chinese man saw hundred of ships sail to the horizon. English vessels followed by Chinese ships.
China stared at the disappearing sails with tears burning in the corner of his eyes, not even watering or blurring his sight. The sadness he felt was much deeper than his tears could reach.
---
On one of those English ships was Hong Kong, taken against his and China's will, guarded by England himself. Taken away to be England's property, violently torn apart from China.
The moment England took Hong Kong away from the Chinese man repeated itself in China's mind: The way China had tried to escape from the gasp of England's soldiers as the Brit threw the child over his shoulder, how China had screamed and cursed England to give Hong Kong back, and how Hong Kong had stuck out his hand to China with the all-too-familiar emotionless expression on his face. Immediately following that England had carried the child to the longboats and row Hong Kong to their ships.
When the English solders had finally let go of the Chinese man, he had run into the water in a hopeless attempt to swim after the longboats, but his own people had held him back. They had known it was already too late.
China had been kneeling on the edge of the water, held back by others, screaming, yelling and begging. He had only stopped resisting when England's ships had set sail and he had known that he wouldn't be seeing Hong Kong anytime soon.
---
The ships had vanished in the distance. China sighed, but it didn't relieve him as it normally did, instead it hurt him even more. He slowly slid down against the tree, until he sat on his knees. He didn't take his eyes off of the sea, as if he hoped to see England's ships coming back, but they did not and he knew they would never come back.
---
"China?"
China turned his head in response to Taiwan's childish voice and saw she was with Korea and Japan. All three children looked at him with confusion and sadness in their eyes.
"Where will they take Hong Kong?" Taiwan asked.
China glanced towards the sea before he opened his arms and waited till all three children came closer to him. "He is with England now, but he'll come back," the Chinese man said with a sad smile and a slightly trembling voice. He wrapped his arms around all three children, trying to comfort both them and himself at the same time.
China turned his face towards the sea again and leaned his head against the tree. "I'll bring him back, I promise," he whispered.
The first tear dripped out of China's eyes and followed its way down over his cheek and chin. His breath hitched when he glance to the sea for the last time, only to see that the ships weren't coming back. He pulled the children even closer, slowly closed his eyes and finally gave in to the tears that bled from his broken heart.
~The End~