I really wanted to start a story with Seychelles (my fav. fem character), I hope people enjoy it though XD

Chapter one

It was a beautiful day as Seychelles lay in a hammock on France's private beach. Down a bit from the house, she swung back and forth on the beach and watched as the waves crashed on shore. Today there would be a festival at Japan's place and he had invited everyone and anyone to go. As soon as France got his invite, he ask Seychelles to join him. She agreed to go only if he promised, it was purely innocent and he wouldn't try to molest her, which, being France, was a very hard promise to keep, but he still promised.

"I can't wait, we're going to have so much fun today." Seychelles turned around as she heard Francis approach from the house, he ran through the sand happily waving at her. He leaned on the tree holding the hammock and looked over her.

"I'm glad your excited." France admired his beloved Seychelles lying on his hammock in her two piece swim suit. His eyes widened as he traced her curves which hadn't known she'd had, with his eyes.

"Amazing Seychelles, your body is simply astounding, mon amor!" Francis said as his mind began to wonder off. I'm glad you took off that blue dress and put on this. So beautiful…" Francis began to blush as Seychelles jumped up from the hammock, grabbed her towel and retreated to his house.

"Wait, mon cher, it was but a complement only, I swear." Francis ran after Seychelles catching up to her inside of his house. He followed her as she ran down the hall to her room. He stood in the door way to catch his breath, looking up he could see she was putting on her dress over her swim suit, he began to enter.

"Please, mon cher, I was just complimenting on how beautiful you have become since I last saw you."

"GET OUT!" Seychelles looked over and reached for any object closest to her. Luckily for France she was closest to the bed, she grabbed a blue fish shaped pillow, and threw it Francis, he retreated outside the door as the plush pillow met with his face pushing him further.

"Please, wait I have something for you, so don't go anywhere mon amor." Shutting the door she heard heavy footsteps running away, getting lighter the further away he got. She sat down on the bed and felt how hot her cheeks were. France your always complementing me when I'm in my dress, giving me compliments in a swim suit just make me feel….embarrassed?

She looked down at her dress, the seams showing, and realized she had put it on inside out in a desperate attempt to quickly hide her body. Well this is Uncomfortable. She began to take off her dress when France knocked on the door. oh no!

"Mon cher I…"

"DON'T OPEN THE DOOR!" She hurriedly pushed the door, the dress hung half way over her shoulders she as she struggled against it. Francis Jiggled the handle but Seychelles would not allow him to enter. Defeated he let out a sigh.

"…okay fine, I have something for you mon cher, and I will leave it at the door. " Again Francis left but this time he quietly walked to the end of the hall, two doors down and waited. Seychelles leaned against the door and she listened for his footsteps but heard nothing. After a long while of, unintentionally making Francis stand in anguish peeking around the corner to see if she had come out, she opened the door. Looking at into the hall she saw no one, but down on the marble floor a red box caught her eye. Francis peaked around the corner and watched as Seychelles picked up the box, and went back in side.

Francis laughed to himself as thoughts of Seychelles's possible reactions filled his head . Oh, Francis this is wonderful!. I love you Francis, thank you. Francis you shouldn't have. Francis, walked through his living room and opened the door to the balcony pushing the curtains aside he went out. The wind met with his face as he walked over to edge, he leaned on the metal railing and inhaled deeply as he fantasized. Seychelles…

Back in the room Seychelles had placed the box on the bed. She stared at the heavy red box with it's huge and even redder bow. Francis,…this is very gaudy. Seychelles could only image that what ever was inside the box was probably just as red or skimpy or…. Her thoughts raced on as she thought about the possibilities of what Francis would give her for a present.

"Well I won't know if I don't open it." She grimaced as she prepared to open the box. Gently pulling off the red wrapper she frowned as she looked down.

"… Even the tissue paper is red. Ugh…Francis."

She began to unravel the red paper and to her surprise, when she was done, her eyes met with a soft blue colored cloth which she lifted it out of the box. She pressed the fabric against her skin as she stood up and walked over to the mirror in the bathroom. Putting her arms through she tried to wrap the clothing around herself. France had bought her a kimono? Seychelles gasped as her eyes followed the intricate design of golden fish swimming through the cloth from bottom to top. The long sleeves were decorated at the ends with white waves outlined in golden seams, making the most beautiful ocean she'd ever seen on cloth. France got me a kimono? It's so fancy and soft! She danced around admiring her gift not noticing the white card that fell from the kimono and onto the floor.

Looking in the mirror she admired the way it made her skin glow, reminding her of her blue dress.

Seychelles rubbed the soft cloth against her skin again and again before attempting to fully try and put it on. She turned around and admired herself in the mirror once more. Going out into the bed room she looked over by the door and saw the fish pillow.

She smiled and picked up the pillow throwing it back on the bed. "..I should probably apologize."

Feeling a bit guilty for hitting France she opened the door to the hall and walked out looking for him, but she couldn't find him.

Seychelles walked into the living room. Slipping around Francis's leopard print upholstery, she walked over to shut the balcony door, the wind coming in bothered her as the curtains that covered it blew around wildly. She reached to shut them but a hand reached out and pulled her through.

She screamed as she tripped falling into France's chest.

"What are you doing out here, Francis!" She backed away, but he had a good grip on her hand.

With out answering he started twirling her around. Admiring her figure, the way the wind blew through her hair, and her expression completely confused, he loved how she looked, to him, a complete beauty.

"I was waiting for you to come out." He smiled as he stopped twirling her and then gasped loudly.

"WHAT?" Seychelles asked getting flustered.

"Oh, your obi is tied all wrong, here let me help you."

Frances wrapped his arms around her and began to fix it, pulling her in closer to him. Seychelles blushed as she felt his silky hair brush against her face, she deeply inhaled his cologne, which was surprisingly sweet. She wanted to ask him how he learned to tie an obi, to take her mind off of his embrace but without doing anything inappropriate, Frances had already tied the obi and backed away for another look.

"Now, you look even more Beau…," he began but she cut him off.

"Look! the cars here." She pointed over the railing at the approaching car. "Let's go Francis, before we're late" she quickly turned away but stopped in the doorway. "Thank you, Francis." Then she continued on out to the car where she would wait for him. A moment later France came out to the car, wearing a kimono similar to Seychelles, but more extravagantly decorated with bigger fish, more waves, wine bottles and such.

Seychelles only stared as she watched him stride to the car and get in.

"Now Seychelles, mon amor, we shall have a great time together. " France turned to the driver and signaled for him to go. Seychelles sat back and they began their ride in silence. France tried to start up conversations by asking how Seychelles's development was going, but she only talked about her economy and government, to his displeasure. Soon they began to talk about more interesting subjects and Seychelles started to enjoy herself while France told her jokes. The driver turned to tell them they would be arriving shortly but when he saw how much fun they were having he turned around and decided to tell them when they arrived.

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I very strongly dislike starting stories wish I could just jump in the middle XD

Reviews/comments ?

Any improvements I could make?…Anything ?