I do not own Hetalia or Ib, I continued this on a whim, likes or no, I felt compelled to write this.

He smiled, the green rose tucked into his coat. He walked smiling at each and every painting. He knew he didn't belong but felt his heart ache any time he passed. They weren't real, he was dead wasn't he. He continued smiling though, he never stopped.

His pain turned into happiness.

The paintings loved him and he loved them back. He didn't know of their plan, his death meant their survival, they pretended. Why was that? Why did he appear? Why was he there? Did he have a purpose?

He didn't know what he looked like, he couldn't tell anything, then he found the portrait, he felt anger. It was him… they had hidden his portrait. Instead of getting angry he smiled, tears in his eyes, betrayal in his voice. "I'm Fine." It was his mantra.

"I'm Fine, I'm fine, I'm fine." He repeated it over and over And over again until he believed it.

He bottled up everything until it went away.

He walked down the path that he created, a crayon in hand, he wanted people to talk to. He drew

And drew

and drew

And drew,

Until he created Lucas.

Lucas was nice, he looked like a man he had met, in fact he drew him after said man. He was so pretty, he had a cool phone that looked like a cross and he had really pretty eyes that shone a magenta colour. then there was Emil he also looked cool with his grey hair and pet puffin.

He liked drawing them. He also drew two other people, Tino and Berwald, he drew Tino in a santa outfit and Berwald blurry, he didn't know why, he couldn't make out Berwalds face even though he knew what he looked like.

He stopped after that. Sitting in the corner, not even the bunnies could get him out of his mood.

He cried

And cried

And cried,

Until he heard, he heard two people, they were human, and he smiled.

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Hi, The Author here. Honestly, I don't care if anyone reads this, I am going to continue writjng this either way, I like both fandoms and was more fanfics, sl thank you to anyone who also agrees or just read this on a whim.

Note he has a green rose and not a yellow rose, I did this because he is not originally frome this world and still can be killed only he didn't know this and the paintings lied. He's staying with them forever, or so they think.

Anyway my thoughts on this, I though Mary was A genderbent version of Mathias. Blue eyes, Blond hair, Name starting with 'M' I felt compelled to write this because Durarara makes you do weird things.