Merry Christmas y'all. How are you all hanging about? Okay, so I don't celebrate christmas BUT WHO GIVES A DAMN?
Anyway I'm here to say that I fell in love with Teikoku Shimaguni which is AKA Pirate!England X Dark!Japan thanks to the awesome doujinshi translated by three very nice people. It's basically about England and Japan being forced to get married even though they fight every time they meet. I couldn't help but find it too funny and my plot bunnies held me at gunpoint so THIS is the result.
Another thing is that England will be known as Britain while Japan's Nihon so as to not confuse them with their future, more mild selves.
Warning: An unhappy marriage between to men, language and yaoi. (I have absolutely NO experience of a marriage nor do I want to so this is all mostly from my head...and maybe the arguments with my sis.)
I do not own so just fucking enjoy this.
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It was just an arranged marriage, nothing more than a legal title of two people being together.
In this case, it was a marriage made in hell.
Who the fuck thought it was a great idea to wed two enemies together? Their bosses of course.
Before the marriage, Britain and Nihon were never seen without a weapon drawn. They were always fighting and throwing insults at one another. The two even kept a secret notebook in which they would write down who won the brawl, when and how it happened. As the winner or loser would plot to kill the other, they would also count the days till the next fight.
Imagine their shock and horror when their bosses announced that Britain and Nihon were getting married. Let's just say that the whole room looked like a whirlwind happened while the two enemies were worn-out. Fortunately, the bosses left the room pleased with the agreement and unharmed, much to the nations's dislike.
After the official wedding, Nihon was forced to move into Britain's home. Even there, the two still argued and fought like cat and dog. Once, the oriental nation had even change the lock to the house, leaving the British pirate to have to climb through a window.
However, despite all the hate for one another, seeds of something began to sprout.
It started slow as fuck, paining them with every centimeter it crawl but somehow, the plant continued to grow. In the end, they started to be able to tolerate the other's presence a tiny bit better. They managed to be at peace with each other for little amounts of time. Although they still gave sarcastic comments and fought, it was not as harsh as before.
Slowly, small moments like this presented itself.
The pirate was leaning his chair back, munching on a scone. Across him was Nihon who was sipping his tea quietly, looking at the flowers. They were in the gardens drinking tea. It was not a normal thing to see them together so silently, but it had been an order from their bosses to have a 'Bonding time' in their schedule. Their superiors wanted them to 'bond' closer so that the alliance wouldn't break easily. They even had a member of each group to sit nearby to watch if the two were 'bonding'.
Unfortunately, a wish like that would never come that simply.
For the first ten minutes, it was fine. The two only made small talk, their words with a double-meaning. The two humans posted here to watch were new, nothing bad seemed to happen. In fact, it appeared to be a rather calm tea-time. They didn't see why their fellow workers would avoid this job like plague. Until Britain lifted his legs and rested them on the white tea-table with a sigh. That was when things went downhill and they understood why nobody wanted this post.
"Get your feet off the table brat. Didn't your mother teach you well?"
"Who do you think you are?" An eye-twitch, both workers jolted that down on their notepads. "I own this house"
The oriental nation's eyes slide shut and he scoffs, "I am wed to you so I own it too. Now please put your feet down."
"…Are you challenging me?" Britain growls lowly, gently shooing away a flying pink bunny as he glared at the raven-haired man.
"What if I am?" Nihon grins daringly, opening a red eye to return the glare. "What are you to doing brat? Pull out that toy you call a gun?"
"Yeah, want a taste grandpa?!" The blonde man snarled, jumping up and pulling out his pistol.
"I prefer not to touch such a pathetic weapon. It has no elegance, unlike mine." The Japanese man hisses, drawing out his katana.
The two workers's hands worked fast, noting down information as the two fights. Britain goes first, firing his gun rapidly at Nihon. The raven dodges with ease and swings his sword, grunting softly when the other blocks with his cutlass. They continue to attack, the brawl turning into something similar to a deadly dance. The two had moved deeper into the garden to avoid breaking the table again, lashing out of one another with ferocity.
Both of them were evenly match, in the end it was a tide after they both fell into a rose bush when Britain tried to force Nihon against the garden wall.
"This—"Nihon was cut off by a hiss of pain as he managed to pull his shirt away from the thorns. "—is entirely your fault!"
"Oh really" Britain growled, ignoring the stings of the scratches he just earned. "Well if you didn't try and be my mother then this wouldn't had happened!"
"If you knew your manners, I would have been silent!" The oriental nation splat as he sheathed his katana.
"Why don't you just mind own bloody business?!" The blonde snarled, hostelling his gun and glanced around for his hat.
"Because I'm married to the worst man on Earth and that I have to spend my life with the idiot!" The raven-haired man replied angrily, snatching Britain's fallen hat from the ground.
"Well this man doesn't want you anywhere near him!" Despite his words, the pirate nodded his thanks as Nihon handed him his hat.
"Go burn in hell you stupid old man!"
"You go first damned brat!"
This was all recorded down onto the report. The two humans shared a glance before the Japanese one started to voice out.
"A-ano, bonding-time is over. You stop now" The poor man tried, only to be silenced by two death glares from two very scary people.
"Shut. Up."
They growled darkly together, nearly making the two workers wet themselves – the butler was used to these fights – before directing their glares to the rightful person. They continued for a few more minutes till the butler cleared his throat and announced that the English man had a meeting with another county while the Japanese needed to have his afternoon nap (Thanks to his high-blood pressure and stress from the marriage).
"Humph, I shouldn't waste my time with someone like you." Britain scoffed, sneering at the shorter man.
"Indeed, you are not worth my time." Nihon snorted, sneering back before the two started to walk back into the house. They went down the corridor that led to their room in silence till the pirate finally spoke.
"You are more forward now" He commented quietly, now that they were alone.
"You fight more gracefully" The raven replied, his voice hinting no emotion.
"Don't attack head on since you have to protect your sides more."
"Try not to lean too much to your right; it hints to your foe that you favor your right leg."
Stopping, they both turned and inspected the other. They were both covered in scratches from the rose thorns but the blonde had a medium sized bruise on his left hip while the other had a slight cut on his right side. Their clothes were ripped and hair messy but otherwise fine.
'He's fine' they told themselves. Neither of them was worried one bit for the other, not at all.
"Seems like I have to be more forceful on you next time eh?" Britain quickly turned away, scratching the back of his head.
"Right, I will show you no mercy in the fights after this." Nihon looked away, biting his lip lightly.
"An-anyway I have things to do." The pirate said, walking down the corridor.
"Same here," The Japanese man hastily agreed, walking the opposite direction. "I shall see you at dinner." He added nonchalantly.
"Yeah, see you later" Britain answered in the same tone as he made his way to the study.
"Don't forget to bath stupid brat" His eye-twitched, hand hovering close to his cutlass at the other's cat call.
"You're the grandpa, you don't forget!" He yelled back, irritated but at the same time somewhat glad.
"Annoying kid" Nihon grumbled, entering their room. Yet as the words left his mouth, he felt the small warm feeling deep inside.
Secretly, both of them worried that they might have hurt the other badly. But this wasn't love or anything of course! It was just that their bosses will scold them if anything happened to either person.
That's right, they didn't care or anything. It was just for the marriage.
Nothing more.
That was what they thought each time a fight was over. They still gloated at the loser and bark insults at one another but those seeds were still growing. And someday it was going to become a beautiful flower.
Till then, they both will bring this secret to the grave and hell under.
I'm not sure if anyone has made this kind of fic yet...whatever. MAJOR TSUNDERES HURR DURR *Shot* If you wanna check out the We Got Married doujinshi here's the lick? (Add the HTTP shit in front)
shimagunilove . tumblr post/ 29255787267 / we-got-married-teikoku-shimaguni-doujinshi
Hope you enjoyed this, if you really liked it then please freaking review. REVIEWS MAKE ME CONFIDENT TT^TT (and give suggestions on what should happen to the 'unhappy' couple.)