Well hello, dear reader! This is the first one-shot I've ever written! I call it: Aimless Conversations! I did really name it when I wrote it, this just kinda came to me. I hope you like it guys, cause it's super short and whatnot. Rated K? No language, but implied character death.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR ARTHUR KIRKLAND/ENGLAND OR ALFRED FOSTER JONES/AMERICA OR ANY OF THAT CRAP cause if I did, there would be so much more yaoi in the anime. Just sayin'.
NOW ONTO THE (TERRIBLE AND HORRIBLE AND ANGSTY) ONE-SHOT I WROTE! XD:
I walk across the well-groomed lawn to the place you always lay. I smile.
"How've you been?"
No answer. But I'm used to that.
"I've been good. I brought you a present for the anniversairy."
I hold up a note and a rose, knowing you're not looking anyways. I raise a thick eyebrow.
"Talkitive today are we?" I joke, smiling. I look down at the rock beside you.
"It's been a year. Congradulations!" I praise, laying the flower on top of you.
"I'm happy for you." I smile and look down.
"I really wish you'd talk to me, but I guess it's too late to say so." My smile turns into a distraught frown.
"I miss you Alfred." I say sadly, reading the tombstone:
Alfred Foster Jones
July 4th, 1776 to
January 22, 2012
"He was my Hero."
-Arthur Kirkland
I furrow my eyebrows and let a tear fall down my cheek.
"I love you."
FIN
And there you have it folks, my very first one-shot ^^ I'm so proud. If you want to, maybe, perhaps, revieeew! But I'm not gonna beg. I have more too, so keep an eye out!
Thank yoooou~!
-Anon