Pairings: Romania/Bulgaria
Warnings: foul language, yaoi, mpreg
Fan-made names: Romania-Vlad Ionescu, Bulgaria-Bogdan Georgiev
Characters thoughts are written in italics
I don`t own Hetalia characters
Author`s note: I`ve started this story as a request. This is my first attempt at a mpreg fic and I don`t know how good I am at this kind of thing, but I will try my best :).
Now, on with the story!
Somewhere in America
"This party is super awesome, pal! Almost as `hic` awesome as me! It was such a brilliant idea to invite your buddies at your house for a `hic` party, it sure get`s boring at Germany`s house," Prussia tells America after gulping what appears to be his ninth glass of beer.
As Gilbert says, Alfred has thrown a party and invited most of the nations at his home. The three story house is big enough to host everyone, having more then one guest room. It even has a swimming pool in the back, where some countries have decided to go to instead of staying inside. Some of the guests have gotten drunk (England, France, Bulgaria and Prussia, for example), while others weren`t very far from that step.
Romania took another sip of alcohol before putting the glass on the table with a thud, deciding that he had enough drinks already. He had been sitting far away from the other cheery nations, drinking and trying to forget about his problems back in his country. He wasn`t entirely drunk yet, but a headache was starting to form and he was feeling a bit dizzy.
Vlad raised from the table and headed towards the front door to get some fresh air. However, before reaching the handle, a drunk Englishman in an angel attire appeared beside him, wearing a lopsided grin.
"AHA, there you ARE! I was `hic` telling this frog here how great the Magic Club really is, but that bloody `hic` wanker just doesn`t want to believe that magic is real! So I decided to `hic` do a spell on you just to prove it to him. You don`t mind being a volunteer, don`t `hic` you?"
"Look Arthur, I don`t want to be your Guinea pig right now; my head is hurting and I`m not in the mood for any games. I`m gonna go outside now and…" Before Vlad could finish his sentence, England started speaking again, not even paying attention to what the other was saying.
"Now what where the magic words? Aah, `hic` yes! Hikitty Pikitty Curl, You`ll Turn Into A Girl!" And with those words said, Arthur touched the tip of Vlad`s head with the wand and after a cloud of pink smoke the other turned into a girl before everyone`s eyes.
Romania`s hair has grown longer and stopped at the middle of her back, curling a bit at the edges; she now has a prominent chest and her features are more feminine, with longer eyelashes and a thinner waist. Even the trench coat she normally wears has changed into a red dress that ends above her knees, fitting her form beautifully and bringing out the color in her eyes. Only the little hat with ribbons remained unchanged.
Spain whistled. "Wow, who is that lovely chica? Haven`t seen her around before. Because if I `hic` had, she would have been in my bed by now. Don`t tell Romano that I said that by the way," Antonio says to his friend Gilbert, while slowly rocking the bottle of wine he still has in his hand. By now some nations were staring at Romania and she was getting more and more flustered. She turned towards Arthur to yell at him, but he wasn`t there anymore. He must have fled after the spell, `golanul ala` (that ruffian)! I will show him who is best at magic, but when I will find him; by then I`m not going to stay here any longer for these idiots to stare at me like I`m some kind of expensive candy. I`m out of here.
Vlad headed towards the stairs to find an empty room (if possible), instead of going out like she wanted to earlier (because there were other nations outside too, duh). Avoiding the other persons from the first floor, she was searching for a room that didn`t have the sign `DO NOT DISTURB` at the door and finally found an empty one. She went inside and breathed a sigh of relief. The chamber had a double bed, a table with a TV on it, two nightstands, a lamp, a wardrobe and a small carpet. She went to sit on the bed to rest when a knock was at the door.
Romania opened the door to find her friend and nighbour with his hand raised as to knock again. Vlad opened her mouth to speak but Bulgaria suddenly encircled her in his and covered her mouth with his. She tasted the alcohol in his mouth and struggled to get free from his hold.
After the kiss, Bulgaria started talking while laying small kisses on her face and neck, but not letting her go. "I saw you climbing the stairs; I wanted to get to you before the others but you `hic` ran away fast. Now I have you all to myself, beautiful."
"Let, Me, GO, Bogdan!" the Romanian says, punctuating each word. If her body wouldn`t be so weak from the drinks she had earlier, she would have easily push him off of her. Not to mention that her headache was getting worse and she feels that she would collapse any second. "And I`m not beautiful, I`m a boy! Well, WAS, until a get my hands on that English jerk and make him change me back!"
"Mmm, you smell and look just like `hic` my Romanian friend. Too bad he insn`t interested in me like I wanted him to, but at least I `hic` have you now; I`ll just imagine you`re him," Bulgaria says and moves the other towards the bed. Romania`s foot hits the edge of the bed and she falls on top of it. Bogdan blocks her escape by quickly getting on top of her and holding her hands with a hand atop her head. He kisses her on the mouth while letting the other hand travel on her body.
"Bogdan, I`m serious! Stop this at once!" Vlad shouts, but the other won`t listen. She feels her vision starting to blur and her muscles getting weaker.
Before passing out, Romania feels Bulgaria raising her dress and putting his hand on her underwear.
To Be Continued...
