The Delicious Tomato Song...
Epic, Just plain Epic
HRE'S POV
After driving me to his home, and having to answer all of my questions on what everything was, he finally carried me into his house since I was still unable to move. I look and see he's on the verge of a breakdown. I look over and see a man with long shoulder length brown hair tied into a pony tail staring at me, his light blues eyes filled with shock. "Poland... who is this?" he asks, his eyes filled with shock, and I could tell he recognized me besides having grown up, covered in rags, with my hair reaching down my back.
Dumping me into the other man's arms, he blasts out in fury "How the heck am I suppose to, like know! I was like, right in the middle of like the woods, like trying to get over my hatred of nature, like when I found him laying on the ground...like actually in the dirt! Then he like forced me to carry him, since like he can't walk. Then like we get to my car and like asks 'Where's the horses' and I'm like 'What the Heck? Why would there be horses attached to my car!' and then, on the whole like ride here, he couldn't stop asking questions about everything we saw, and like, I had to answer EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM! He wouldn't like freaking stop! I'm going to take a hot bath, now!" then he storms out of the room in a huff. I look up into the man's eyes, seeming nervous and highly apologetic, when he says "Sorry about him. He's not exactly...use to other people; actually, he's much shyer around most people he doesn't know. I'm Lithuania by the way, you probably remember me and him use to be the Lithuanian/Polish Commonwealth," I nod, remembering them slightly, but sort of dazed and tired due to the day's events. He sees this, and says "Why don't I bring you into the guestroom?" and he begins to walk with me in his arms to a different part of the house. I could feel my eyes going heavy, and my thoughts became fuzzy as I didn't even try to protest the sleep trying to take me. Finally I feel a comforter hit my back, and before he could even let me go, I let the blackness swallow me.
Days go by, me either sleeping or getting woken up to eat something, trying to regain my strength. Since I am a nation, it didn't take that long, for what I was able to gather, maybe about a week? After refreshing myself up, getting changed into a suit left out for me, I slowly made my way down the stairs, where I heard noise coming from the kitchen. I walk in, and in shock by what I see. There's Lithuania saying something to Poland...who was hugging him from behind...giggling.
"Poland... I'm trying to cook breakfast! Can you please give me a little space?"
"No," He whispered, putting his head into Lithuania's hair, and I let out a small awkward gasp. They both looked up at me, Lithuania's mouth opening in horror, while Poland just blushed. Suddenly Poland rushed out of the room, his face as red as a tomato, leaving me there standing alone in the kitchen with Lithuania. I stood there frozen in shock, trying to process what exactly just happened, asking him the question I feared most
"What year is it?" I ask him, unable to look into his eyes, keeping them positioned onto the ground.
"Listen I know back before..." he began to say, waving his arms, his face going almost redder then Poland's. I just ask him the same thing, and he responds "Two Thousand and Eleven," I just look back into his wide blue eyes, and feel my heart sink. It had been almost a century...a century since I've seen my brother, a century since I've seen my friends, a century since I've seen my Chibitalia. I could feel the tears weld up in my eyes, the feeling of loneliness hits me like a ton of bricks. "So, affections like that...are accepted now?" I ask,
He simply nods, looking back towards the door where Poland just left saying "Most of the countries have...relations, similar to me and Poland," he looked at me and simply said with a small smile seen on the edge of his lips "Love doesn't pick a gender, does it? Just a person, who can love you back," I look back at Lithuania and though I feel uncomfortable about it, I simply nod, and make my way back to my room.
I spend a whole month at Lithuania and Poland's house, learning more about the new world and the newest in technology and history. It's the day before I go to the address Poland and Lithuania gave me to go visit my Chibitalia. Though, I found it rather odd how they seemed so hesitant when I brought up the subject of Italy. I take one last look in the mirror before going to bed and see not a boy, but a man.
Throughout the month, I have regained my strength and now had a good build for my height on me. The old clothes Lithuania gave to me consisted of an old navy blue tunic, grey pants and black combat boots. My hat apparently, from Poland, was unable to be found, so after a quick buzz cut from Lithuania, I had my blonde hair laid flat on my head, my bangs right above my eyebrows no longer giving it the smoothed back look I had as a kid.
The next day, I make my way out of the house of Poland and Lithuania, waving as I made my way to what they called an "airport" to get me to Italy's house. I knew I didn't have to worry about them telling anyone of my existence yet, both of them knew from my constant talking with them, that I would prefer to show myself when I was ready. I thought to myself as I got on the plane to Italy "One day, I'll pay back for all that they did for me,"
I LOVE POLANDXLITHUANIA!
For all of you wondering why I described Holy Rome like that,
I got it from his Shoutwiki page XD
Russia: It is still not as cool as mine though ^ J ^
Author: Russia, why are you always in my Authors notes even though you not in ANY PART OF THIS STORY?
Russia:...'Cause im Plushy...
Author: *Glomps* PLUSHY! Ok onto the next chapter
Russia: Get her off of me, da? DX
