A heart of ice
Animearu
RussiaXSeychelles EnglandXSeychelles
i do not own hetalia~aru
sorry for the shortness :(
chapter 1
I was walking down the hallway to meet with the allies.
When I arrived, I found everything in chaos, as usual. One thing was off, though: France was missing. I didn't particularly mind the situation, but America and England were getting on my nerves a bit. "Kolkolkolkolkol" I chanted. It was a habit for me, annoyance or anger always made me do that, usually unwillingly. It wasn't my fault that others were afraid of me. I had no control. My usual aura appeared around me. 'Please, no! Just not now! I don't want to hurt anyone! No! Not now!' I am practically screaming from inside. I fight, suppressing my involuntary actions. The door clangs open, and in parades France, a storm of rose petals surround him, and under his arm is someone I do not recognize. Her long black hair is tied up into silky pigtails with cherry red bows. Around her small and delicate frame rests a flowing powder blue dress, like waves on the beach that was her tanned skin.
I felt a want- no, a /need/ to speak to her, to know her. "Who is she?" England asks, speaking my exact thoughts. "Da" I added. France grinned, and motioned to the silky-haired island goddess. "Zhis iz my beautiful little sister, Seychelles. Keep your hands off of her, you black sheep of Europe" He laughs, pointing at England. Seychelles had wandered over to the other nations by now, and I was quick to approach her before the others could. "Privet" I greeted, smiling. "Hello, what's your name?" She asks. "Ivan, country of Russia and you are?" I ask. I was trying so hard to make a good impression that I didn't even sound like myself. "I'm Michelle, country of Seychelles" she says. "Aren't you scared of him? You should avoid that one, love" England says. I felt my heart drop. "I don't see anything wrong with him. He seems quite kind, actually." Seychelles says. She looked up into my eyes, sincerely shone from deep inside her chocolate ones.
I felt a feeling I never had before, it was warm, and I felt my face heat up. 'Am I blushing? I'd never done that before. How am I supposed to react?' I don't react; I simply smile at her, and then go to take my seat at the meeting table. Luckily, France calls the girl away from England quickly, telling her to choose a seat. I offer her the seat between China and I. She accepts quickly, and China seems relieved. I know that he specifically is very afraid of me, and I can't figure out what to do to change his mind. I just want to be friends with him, but every attempt I have made has only scared him more. Today's meeting is rather boring.
That is, until France brings up why Seychelles is actually here. "Her economy is failing, if she doesn't marry another nation that is able to help, she will soon die." France says gravely.
