A/N: This is a serious fan fiction, everything in this fanfic is absolutely serious and should not be taken lightly. Good luck and god's speed, trust us you will need it.

Warning: Rated M for a reason! OOC for everyone! Satire anyone?

Blood, Rain, and some shit about Night:

Chapter 1:

Shit gets real, too real:

Swanzie opened her vibrant green eyes to this grimdark day, thinking nobody loved her like always, she joined the Yakuza and hoped that the group would accept her and care, not turn her into an assassin, when in reality, she wasn't. She was just some cheap whore who didn't know she was being used. She turned around to see her "boyfriend" Denmark who she called "Den-kun" to be cute but it really pissed him off. Denmark is who this story is about, but Swanzie is here too so no worries.

"Den-kunnn! Nya ~!" Swanzie said softly in her horse unpleasing (but she thought angelic) voice.

Upon hearing his name being butchered Denmark's normally bright blue eyes shot wide open. "You are still here?" Denmark asked surprised, he told this bitch to get lost last night and she ended up in his house with those weird cat like ears.

"Of course, I haven't went to work yet! I missed you in my sleep." Swanzie said lowering her voice trying to make it purr in a attempt to sound sexy and failing. Denmark couldn't sit up any faster nearly knocking his beautiful naked companion over.

"Okay eww! And that is not what I meant! And why are you using broken Jap-" Denmark was cut off by Swanzie placing a pale fingerer on his lips followed by a shushing sound.

"Don't worry baby, I'll be back later." Swanzie said as Denmark sat their in disbelief. As Swanzie got ready for work slipping on her too short white dress that had amazingly long sleeves to hide knives the dress had a red trim and showed off her curves and you guessed it stained pink panties and an ass crack. And she just gracefully walked out the door to the poor nations house.

Denmark recovering from the shock a little whiles later bordered up the doors to his house the windows and closets, you got to be safe in these situations.

Swanzie walked into the woods, you know the woods in Denmark, doing her Yakuza thing, in you know Denmark, punching this poor dude in the face demanding money and miraculously ripping his head off screaming "I AM A WARRIOR!" and dancing like a damn baboon. All of a sudden this witch shows up and says. "Swanzie I am your father and I think you're a bitch."

Then Swanzie is all "Hate youuu~! And you cannot be my father my father is dead! It says so in my Sue contract and I always have to be grim dark!"

"Oh but I am and like I care, what kind of comeback is that?" The witch asked and disappeared. Swanzie layed on the ground screaming "WHYYYYYYYY!" or "NOOOO" depending on how cheesy you make this.

A/N: End of Chapter one.