Okay first of all I have to say sorry. There is a story called connecting the dots, I'm sure many of you have read. I have been planning this story and typing it for a long time but I found that story two days ago. I have RusxChina, Fruk, Spamano, Aus/Eliz, Ger/Ita, Sufin, but these couples are really close! I admit that CTD convinced me to ador RusxAmer but I fely like since they published first I would be copying even tho id been planning this before I found theirs. BUT the kids are definitely not the same. So if you think I copied it then tell them but i'm giving them credits. (cant remember the authors name) yeah I wanted to do CTD fan art but I suck at drawing XD Any ways you should read and I should stop talking. Oh wait, one more thing, human names are used for actions while when they talk they use country names.
"Bloody frog…." Arthur wiped at his eyes and tried to hide his blushing face. Elizavetta (Elizabetta?) gasped to keep herself from squealing. Everyone was silent as a certain someone was kneeling, clutching Arthur's hand. Arthur took an intake of all the witnesses. Could he really kill Francis here?
"England I… I love you with all my heart; I have these past 100 years. Even when you were babysitting that brat." Said person stood, pretending to be offended, as Ludwig pulled him down. Arthur stuttered, his heart racing. His thick eyebrows raised in awareness of the people holding their breath with him. His birthday party…. Francis had planned it all. Had even tried to convince Arthur to arrive in his Birthday suit.
"France… I…I…"
"Just Fucking say yes Iggy!" Alfred shouted from the back, anything but embarrassed.
"Uh sure…?" Everyone erupted in cheers. Francis pounced on his blushing boyfriend…. No now his blushing fiancée and soon to be his blushing bride
"Did you have to ask me in front of all these people?" Arthur choked. Francis smirked.
"Would you rather of me ask when you're blushing under me screaming 'France, faster! Har-'" He was cut off by a smack to the head and a completely red Arthur. He hid his face, smiling in joy. He really saw marriage as useless, he WAS gonna be alive for who know how long. Francis had completely changed all that. He had made him feel happy, overjoyed, loved, like when Alfred was younger.
"Yo, british dude." America laughed as he greeted his friend. Arthur recognized the greeting from long ago. He shyly waved, leaving all his dignity in the air. Everyone was chattering away with Francis, who was gulping up the attention.
"So, settling down? Having kids? Wasting the night away as your ding-a-ling goes 'hoo-hoo' for his amazing touch?" He laughed as he was pounded hundreds of times. (*) Kiku ran up and pried Arthur off of the giggling American.
"England-san!" He held the fists back as Arthur let the steam out his ears. He turned to face Kiku, the small boy looking very relieved Arthur had stopped.
"Hello Japan." Arthur still threw glances at the departing American.
"I wish you the best of luck with that pervert…" Kiku looked up, slightly confused at the man, surprised that escaped his mouth. Kiku smiled to show he was joking but Arthur nodded. It WAS true. His lover couldn't go five seconds without groping someone's ass. Mentioning groping…
"France!" Arthur swatted his hand from behind him and turned away from him.
"C'mon my little sourcils. You look to cute~!" His stupid excuse worked every time when matched with those pleading eyes.
"Whatever you git."
"Doitsu, doitsu! There they are! I told you they were there! Maybe our gift can be pasta!" The shrill voice rang out in the crowd.
"I know, Italy. I see them. I don't think they will want pasta as a wedding gift." Ludwig sighed, fixing his slicked back hair. He rubbed his temples.
"But why? Doesn't everyone want pasta?" Feliciano showed utter confusion. Ludwig shook his head softly and was dragged along by his excited lover.
"England-chan! I found you!" Italy pounced, taking Arthur by surprise and sending them both into a wall. He squeezed Arthur tightly and smiled.
"Ve~! It's nice being married to the one you love, isn't it?" He asked Arthur.
"I don't know. I haven't gotten married yet." He answered, slightly irritated. Feliciano was either too ignorant or too absorbed to care, because he went on fantasizing about pasta.
"Ve~…." He sang to himself. Ludwig carried him off like a small child on his shoulders while Francis helped him up.
"Let go of me, bloody git!" His face turned an unmistakable crimson and for the umpteenth time that night and that time everyone laughed.
6 months later
Arthur fell onto the bed under Francis's iron grip. Their wedding, just ending hours before, seemed so distant it felt like 3 weeks had gone by. The world seemed to dissolve when he was with his vigorous lover. Hands eagerly fumbled for the thick eyebrowed man's buttons as he threw his hands around the seductive man's neck. They mashed their mouths together into a deep kiss. Francis disposed of the shirt and cuddled his lover closer to his chest.
"I love you so much…." Francis muttered when they pulled away for breath. Arthur blushed as he mumbled "yeah okay." But inside he felt an over sense of joy. Nothing could ruin this.
4 weeks later
"WHAT?" the surprised blonds shouted at the same time. The doctor strolled back under the glare of the man on the table. Arthur sat backwards, trying to calm his jumbled mind. Francis clutched his torso in fear it would fall. He kissed Arthur's trembling hand as the doctor quickly stepped out. Francis held onto the shocked man. His skin was turning pale and he was slipping into darkness. He turned to look at Francis, but instead saw a dragon. He fell back into the wall.
"What the bloody hell? Flying mint bunny? France? Help me!" He scrambled to the side of the table in a fright. Francis was surprised by the sudden outburst but knew this happened every couple years when he was stressed or very tired. He walked forward slowly, trying to coax the man forward.
Arthur stared, wide eyed, at the approaching dragon and turned to dash, only to meet face with wall. He fell off the bed, hitting his hand on a knife and cutting it in the process. He clutched his slowly healing hand in anger and fled to the corridor. He stumbled through as Francis chased after him. Arthur crashed through a door and took salvation in a janitor's closet. He sat down, breathing heavily, and stared at his stomach. He was… pregnant?
Takes place same time as England
Lovino was cuddling into Antonio, muttering swears under his breath.
"That potato bastard! Getting my damn brother sick! He probably fed him his stupid wurst. I bet he cooked it!"
"Calm down Lovi." Antonio laughed nervously.
"Shut up! He may be a potato bastardo, but you're a bigger tomato bastard!" He huffed and turned. Spain whispered into his ear.
"You're so cute Lovi. You blush as hard as a tomato." He wrapped his finger in his curl and Lovino jumped up.
"I do not blush! I'm not cute!" as if on cue his cheeks turned 3 shades a darker red and he shut his eyes tightly. He felt a hand rub over his stiff back and he relaxed. The touch stopped suddenly and he opened his eyes. The jackass was nowhere to be seen.
"Spagna! Get back here!" He yelled and chased after the man. He slunk through the rooms, pouting secretly but not willing to let it show. He walked into their bedroom, and wearily sunk into bed. He wasn't expecting the ambush just above him. With a quick swipe, Antonio came tumbling down, landing right next to the startled Lovino. Lovino shot out of bed and slapped Antonio who just smiled in reply.
"Okay, how about I go make us dinner." Lovino was about to nod, irritated, when he got a sudden pang in his stomach. He clutched his mouth, feeling very nauseous, and bolted to the bathroom. He let the contents fall from his mouth as Antonio could do nothing but pull his hair back and kiss his head. Lovino groaned and shivered as Antonio helped him stand up. Antonio was shocked that it would happen so sudden.
"Is my cooking really that bad?" Lovino glared and hit his hands away.
"Shut up bastardo." He choked.
"Bring me some water!" Lovino demanded as Antonio raced out of the room. He gulped down air and stared at himself in the mirror. Was he sick? He hated being sick because then Antonio worried and lots of needles… he hit his face with the palm of his hand. Needles were the least of his worries at this point.
Three days after England.
"If you touch 'Yao' I'll pound your face in, da?" Ivan smiled sweetly, wielding his pipe. Yao wang glared at Ivan and pulled him down.
"Your scaring him, aru. Sit! " He barked and stood and walked in with the doctor. Ivan wanted to follow but didn't want to anger the chinese man.
"Big brother…." He imagined the creepy voice.
He shuddered in fright. A knife flew past his head and he jumped up. Turning he saw a scary Natalia walking forward.
"Big brother… become one with me…" She growled and flew to grab Ivan. He shrieked and ducked as Natalia flew into the wall. She crashed face first. Ivan didn't want to leave Yao alone with all the people bound to try to steal him (thats what he thought about everyone) , but he didn't want to get eaten either. He panicked and quickly ran out the door. Natalia slunk up and started slithering out the door.
"Well the results for you test came in Mr. Wang." The doctor rubbed his neck and looked at him strangely.
"We have only had two other cases in England and Germany…. But it would seem you are pregnant." The chinese man looked surprised.
"What was that, aru? I must have heard you wrong." He smiled as the doctor shook his head.
"You have gotten pregnant." Yao was frozen, still smiling.
"Mr. Wang?" His lip started twitching. Suddenly his eyes seemed like they had caught on fire. He stood running out the door. A surprised nurse chased after him.
After seeing no one in the waiting area, Yao pointed at the door. "Aiyah! Where did he go?"
He flew through the door and looked outside. Up on a building Ivan was standing, cowering in fear, for his sister was crawling up the building.
"I'm coming big brother…" She hissed, smiling crazily. Yao Wang ran forward, very pissed, and started hitting at the building.
"Get down here Russia! You did this to me, Aru!" Belarus looked down, surprised, but sent knives sailing down, not letting her hard earned brother be taken by anyone else. Yao swiftly caught a knife, and launched it back in fury. Belarus glared but snuck away until tomorrow. This man was obviously gonna kill anyone who got in his way.
"Is she gone?" Ivan asked. Yao Wang was still clawing at the building. Ivan crawled down the other side to avoid the wrath of the peeved Yao. Why was he even mad?
A day after the Romano incident.
Lovino wiggled in the chair. There were sick humans all around him. He sighed and clutched onto Antonio's hand. Antonio awoke at the touch and squeezed back to show Lovino not to be scared.
"It's okay, Lovi. The doctor won't hurt you." Lovino smacked him over the head.
"That's not what I'm worried about bastardo! Well... it half is. I heard a lot of countries have been getting sick. I haven't heard anything from my brother... I hope nothing is going to happen. My fratello is very important to me."
Antonio squeezed his hand as the doctor called out his name.
"Well here goes nothing." He stood up and followed the doctor in for his tests.
The world meeting, 2 weeks later September 2nd, 1994
Everyone sat in silence. Peter was talking with Tino excitedly as Bewald sat approvingly. It had just been announced he would stay with the two nordics. For the first time, Alfred was silent. No one had told each other what they had found out at the doctors. Lovino had received a call the next day saying he was bearing a child and for a good 4 hours he refused to let Antonio touch him. The Ukes had all sat next to their respective Seme's, embarrassed about the matter. Finally Gilbert stumbled in while Mathew helped him stay up.
"Really Prussia! You need to stop drinking!" Mathew scolded almost silently. Gilbert turned, forwning.
"What did you say?" Mathew's eyes widened and he smiled nervously.
"Nothing! Nice day isn't it? Heh..." Gilbert frowned in confusion but shrugged.
"Why are you all silent? C'mon! Let's get down and talk about or failing countries." He laughed and Ludwig shrugged. They sat in a circle.
"So we will just say whats new. Just go quickly."
"They invented new pasta!" Feliciano cheered.
"We discovered a group of Nazi's and banished them." Ludwig frowned.
"Zzzzzzz" Antonio snored.
"We have discovered a new tomato." Lovino pouted.
"Five men just married." Francis had crept over to Lovino.
"We opened up a new Mc Donalds with amazing technology!" America exclaimed.
"A new gang has formed, da?" Ivan smiled sweetly.
"I'm pregnant, aru." Yao said softly.
"We have perfected black-" He looked up at the blank Chinese.
"What did you just say?" he hissed. Everyone was curious.
"I uh..." He looked to Ivan for help.
"Did you say your pregnant?" Arthur clutched his stomach.
"Eh..."
"My sourcils is too." Francis smiled and Arthur smacked him over the head.
"What the hell is happening?" America asked.
"Antonio wake up!"
"Huh? Don't go hurting the baby Lovi..." Antonio muttered.
"Spain!"
"France, get away from me!" Arthur shouted and jumped up.
"Okay how many people are knocked up?" Ludwig demanded.
Slowly, China, Arthur, and Lovino raised their hands.
See? Exactly what I said. I only changed it 5 days ago... So it was before I read the story. I was going to have them act like mothers, (again i've been planning this for 3 months) but I cant now because im publishing this AFTER theirs and I would feel bad. Unless they give me permission I won't.
Edit: Hey this is two days later. I'm going to change the couples so dont worry. You can suggest a couple for Alfred though that you like in the reviews.