A/N: The long awaited one-shot. This is a sequel to crush, now told from Liechtenstein's point of view. You know, as in 3rd person. Urgh.
Well, anwyays.
Ayumi Kudou- Mhmm, same with me. I don't really ship it, but I like it a bit. I go for Sealand x Wy. B)
Hmm, true story there. And seeing as I'm Chinese, I bet I could make that happen. I would love to date an Italian dude. :D *SHOT SO HARD.* BUT NOOOO, I'M STUCK WITH A NOT-ASIAN-ENOUGH SHOTA DOUCHE. D: Pfft, I'm not dating him of course. Who dates shotas these days? (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, EVEN IF YOU DON'T WATCH ANIME EVEN IF YOU ARE ¼ JAPANESE.)
Anyways, yes, some people are just stupid weaboos that mindlessly ship USUK. Sighhh….what has the Hetalia fandos come to? -_-
Anyways, let's start.
-Manga-
"Why isn't life like one of those Shoujo mangas?" A girl with short, prim blonde hair asked herself. Little does anyone knows, she's what one would call a "closet otaku." Even if her brother doesn't care for anything Japanese, she loves the entertainment they provide.
Small intricate plots with pretty drawings. Of course, it's always going to be the same plot. A doormat heroine, a strong, muscular and hot guy. Said guy is always cool. The basic plot, even if twisted differently always ends up the same. No matter how annoying and repetitive it is, they are all enjoyful.
She fiddled with her ribbon. Her green gaze averted from her copy of the latest manga she had been reading, Kamisama Hajimeshita. She sighed to herself. She wished, if only her life was a Shoujo manga.
It would be 10 times better.
She waved to the shy assumingly Japanese boy at the other side of the classroom. His cheeks turned rose, and waved back nervously. She giggled to herself.
He was so nice, and pretty adorable. She sighed once again.
Too bad she isn't going to find her lovely prince.
Because unfortunately for her, life isn't a manga. Not even any way you think of it. Life will never be a manga.
"Lilli-chan." He dared to address her with such an honorific. She smiled to herself, being satisfied that she actually knows what the honorific means. She's glad to know that she's more than acquaintances with him.
"Oh, Kiku!" She exclaimed, her bright green eyes shining in the morning light. She remained seated at her desk. To her surprise, Kiku had the courage to go up to her. She was glad that he wasn't being shy anymore.
Lilli felt Kiku's presence lingering over her shoulder. She blinked, and looked up at him.
He blushed quickly, and fiddled with his fingers, "O-Oh, so you read that too?"
"Mhmm, it's a personal favorite of mind now." She gave him a warm smile. He shyly smiled back, laughing awkwardly.
"That's great, so are there any others you have read?" He inquired hastily, scared that the one she was reading was the only one.
"Yeah, Skip Beat, and some others are a personal favorite of mine." She beamed. He scratched the back of his head, himself being nervous like he usually was.
"I like those too." He answered slowly, careful not to be hasty.
She felt like a huge weight was put off her shoulders. She actually had someone else to share the joy of reading a refreshing new chapter of manga. It sincerely made her all warm and fuzzy inside.
She clutched her heart.
Was this how the Shoujo manga heroines always felt? What was this small, and warm sensation in her chest?
She briefly snuck a smile on her face. Ah, yes, she may be falling in love.
She always admired him from behind, but she indeed did not know that he felt the same.
"I wish my life was a Shoujo manga." She whispered to herself, hoping that Kiku, who was right next to her, wouldn't hear her silly wish.
"Me too." He murmured quietly, she was a bit most surprised that he even managed to hear her.
"Well, more like regular manga," He explained, happy to be talking about this with a dear friend of his, "maybe more like Shounen, where I could be like Ichigo in Bleach."
"Well, I wish that I can have my life as a small romance manga." Lilli voiced her thoughts outloud. He smiled.
"I can make that happen, Lilli-chan."
A/N: Aww, isn't that sweet? It's not!? Screw you, then.
And yes, the thoughts Liech has is basically my wishes. Because I sincerely wish I was in a Shoujo manga, even with those bitches and drama in the way.
Or maybe an otome game?
But I know for sure that's not going to happen, cuz I'm totes ugly.
But, a girl can dream, can't she?
