Chapter Two- A dreadful Memory

Hey- Here's the author! I am currently working hard on Chapter ten, so here I upload Chapter two, so you'll have something to read. (By the way, this chapter is a memory from Switzu's teenage years...It's not really relevant to the rest of the story...) Enjoy it anyway! ~Abigail Izumi


"Heeyy Schweiz! Fallen again? Maybe fallen for me?"- Austria sneered, pointing at Switzerland, who lied on the snow; he again collapsed after another trial.

- "You've been skiing for two years! You're a Swiss and you can't? Hey, can you hear me, Swit-"

- "SHUT!UP!"- Vash rapidly picked himself up and with rage he slided down the steep hill. He tripped against a massive stick and tumbled down the hill until he hit a pine tree.- "Scheiße!"

He could still hear Roderich's sneering. Now, he also heard two pairs of steps above him and two voices coming along.

"I knew nothing would come out of that one"- Vash recognised a strong, male voice that he knew very well.- "He took a good few things from us, but our so-called 'support' doesn't seem to give effects...even though Schweiz is still a teenager he should know of his responsibilities...I think he won't change to any good when he grows to be my age..."

The steps grew closer.

- "Oh, for the flowers of Marseille, why do you always speak of such serious and boring stuff? Why don't you speak with love, like me? Love me!"-another voice, this time a more vigorous one, could be heard.- "Oh, and, by the way, he's lying on the snow in a perfect position for me to check out how large is his..."

- "Ruhe!"- the serious voice interrupted with impact. The phrase was strongly accented.- "Won't you ever stop your perverted behaviour?! If it wasn't for you being my neighbour in the south west and for us having things to speak about and compromise, I wouldn't be speaking with you at all!" The nation's voice rose to a shout at the last words.

Switzerland was strongly disgusted. If he only could, he'd sneak away from there. His body couldn't allow him, though. The part of him which lied on the snow for a good while was about to fall off. Oh, how he wished to get away. Mostly now, when a man's hand was feeling his legs and groin area. He heard a slap and the hand moved.

"For that one time, thank you..."-Vash thought,- "For that one time"


Author's note- So, hope you liked it! By the way- shh, this is my first fanfiction, so reviews would be precious...constuctive criticism included. I know ch.1 and 2 may be boring, but the action will eventually get faster and with more tension. I'll update as fast as I can!

Language note-

Scheiße= German cursing

Ruhe= "Quiet!"

~Abigail Izumi