We're in day 10 of the 14 Hetalia Pairings I Don't (Really) Ship!
Sorry again about the lateness.
An exciting PSA is waiting for all of you in the EndingAN. Prepare for a LONG chapter and an appropriately matched long EndingAN.
Each day, I will force myself to write and post a genuine (and at least 50-75% competent) romance one-shots for 14 pairings that I don't actually ship. I will post them from Jan31 to Feb13. Sometimes it might just be a poem if I can't think of a story. I have something interesting planned for the 14th~!
In order for this project to work, I'll need a lot of support and reviews and suggestions. I have no idea if I'm shipping some of them right, and I don't know if some of the characters are too OOC. I need you guys to tell me what I'm doing right and wrong. Give me suggestions for things you think I don't ship, but want to see me ship or think I could manage shipping.
Shippings I plan to do (as of 2/10/14): FrUK (DONE!), RusPrus (DONE!), CuCan (DONE!), HongNor (DONE!), AusCan (DONE!), Itacest (DONE!), EngMano (DONE!), Romanada (DONE!), RusCan (DONE!), AustrAme (this chapter), SeaLiech, Frussia, USAMex, Taiwan X Japan
Here is what I already personally ship:
~ USUK ~ GerIta ~ SpaMano ~ GiriPan ~ Chibitalia X HRE ~ Japancest ~ SuFun ~ DenNor ~ AmeRom (with Romania, not Romano) ~ PruCan ~ Romania X Male!Hungary ~ MYSTERY PAIRING!* ~
Note: /"TEXTY WORDS AND STUFF"/ = talking through a phone/other communications device.
I do not own Hetalia or any of its characters/trademarks.
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Shipping #10 of 14 APH Pairings I Don't Ship
America (Alfred F. Jones) X Australia (Kyle** Kirkland)
AustrAme
Rated T
Requested by: N/A
Notes: Human names.
/"So you got everythin' ready, right?"/
"Course I do!"
/"You sure? You did all your research and everything?"/
"OMG KYLE! YES!" Alfred shouted, with a smile and an eyeroll. "Of course I did! My plane leaves later today. I have all of my necessary protective gear and life-saving devices and all that other stuff!"
Kyle laughed. /"Okay. But I hope you're not going too overboard. I know I said things are freaky but they're not that freaky!"/
Alfred shook his head. "Nuh uh! I did my research and things are hella 'nope' over there!"
Kyle tilted his head in confusion. /"Hella 'nope'?"/ he questioned.
"Like, makes people wanna go 'NOPE NOPE NOPE!' a hella lot!"
Kyle shook his head. /"You need to relax. You'll be fine. If you really did your research, you'd know that—"/ He cut himself off for some reason.
Alfred found out why when a grey thing suddenly filled the entire screen, apart from his own image in the square in the upper left corner. A moment later, he saw a pink think fill the screen that looked like the inside of a mouth.
/"No come on don't do that!"/ he heard Kyle shout. /"Tolee! Get off the laptop!"/
Alfred laughed. Kyle's koala was messing with the computer again.
Alfred watched as Kyle successfully pried Tolee*** off of the laptop and moved the koala to his bed on the other side of the room, away from the desk and the computer.
Kyle then sat back down in front of the laptop at his desk. He was facepalming. "Sorry 'bout that. I have no idea how he got to the desk without me noticing."
/"'Sokay, dude."/ Alfred said. /"He's cute and stuff."/
Kyle lowered his hand. "Nah, not as cute as you," he replied with a wink.
Alfred laughed and winked back. /"Right back at you!"/
Kyle looked like he was about to respond. But when he opened his mouth, instead of words, a yawn came out. He stretched one arm up in the air and with the other hand he covered his mouth as he yawned.
/"Oh damn I'm tired."/ he murmured.
Alfred nodded understandingly. "That's fine. You get sleep. I should log off too."
Kyle nodded as he rubbed one eye sleepily. /"Mmhmm. Alright. See ya tomorrow, then. Or rather, see you at your tomorrow."/
"Yeah. See you tomorrow."
Both of them stood up, leaned over, and kissed their respective webcam cameras at the same time. Then they sat back down and waved each other good-bye.
"Good night," Alfred said.
"Good mornin'," Kyle said.
Kyle closed the FaceTime chat, took off his headphones, turned off his computer for the night, and began getting ready for bed. It was 11PM.
Alfred closed the FaceTime chat, took off his headphones, turned off his laptop for the morning, and began getting ready for work. It was 7AM.
As Alfred worked (his part time job that he did not for the money but as a service to his citizens and a way to pass the time), he couldn't stop thinking about his flight to Australia later that day. He had everything packed and ready.
They'd been planning this for over a month. The time zones made their romantic relationship difficult, but they made it work for the most part. Because they couldn't chat at the same times every day, they emailed instead, replying as soon as possible. One way they dealt with it was by living by one of their shared mantras: "Sleep is for the weak." Like the badass hardcore dudes they were, they had no problem with staying up late or waking up early to catch the other at a free moment. Alfred's flight was to leave at about 5:55PM later that day from JFK airport. He'd stop in LAX, then continue on to Sydney. The whole trip would take about 22 hours, and he'd get there at around 7:50 AM (in whatever time zone Australia was in; Alfred had trouble remembering which was which) in Sydney.
He had everything packed and ready. He'd done research about all the thinks in Australia that could kill him, and had packed accordingly. One suitcase was for protective gear and clothes, medicines, and ointments. The other was for his actually stuff such as clothes and whatever.
Alfred was anxious the entire time. He couldn't wait!
But as impatient and eager as he was, he would have to.
Kyle looked around, sorting through the crowd of Americans with his eyes trying to spot the one that had come to visit him.
After only a few seconds, Kyle found him.
"ALFRED!" he shouted above the crowd.
Despite the level of noise in the airport, Alfred heard him and tiptoed so he could see Kyle above the crowd. When their eyes met, they both smiled wide and waved.
They ran through the crowd to meet each other. They hugged for a brief moment, then immediately jumped into animated conversation on the way to the baggage claim area.
~•~
Kyle was waiting outside the restrooms because Alfred had to change for some reason. He had taken his backpack with him and left Kyle to watch his two suitcases.
"How long does it take to change?" Kyle wondered aloud in a low murmur, glancing at a clock on the wall between the door to the men's and women's restrooms, noting that it had been five minutes.
Alfred finally walked out a few moments later; he had changed his clothes. Drastically . Before, he had been wearing a light blue short sleeved T-shirt, tan khaki pants, and black sneakers. He was now wearing huge black swimming goggles over his glasses, a knitted white wool scarf, a thick navy blue long sleeved collared cotton shirt, black leather gloves with red white and blue fingers, black denim jeans, and knee-high rubber boots. He still had his backpack on. Even at a glance, it looked like he was wearing at least one other layer under all of it. It was possible that that underneath later consisted of the clothes he'd previously been seen wearing (minus the sneakers of course).
After only three seconds of looking at Alfred, Kyle burst out laughing. "What are you wearing all that for, mate?!" he asked. "You look ridiculous! It's summer, you'll melt in under a minute!"
Alfred closed his eyes and held his head high. "Well at least I'll be a free patriotic puddle of red white and blue heroic H2O!" he declared. Then he took his suitcases and marched off, taking long, confident strides.
Still laughing, Kyle chased after Alfred and caught up with him. "Explain this to me. Why are you dressed like that?"
"Cuz of the hella nope I was talking about," Alfred explained. "This is all protective clothing."
Kyle laughed again. "Relax, mate. You don't need all of those heavy layers! The heat will kill you!"
"I'd rather die of heat exhaustion and dehydration than die of snake poison paralysis and shark bites of dark and deathly deadly doom!"
Kyle didn't laugh this time. Instead, he facepalmed and sighed. "You'll be fine! The creatures here aren't that bad! They're not even that common. You'll barely see them. And if you do, all you have to do is not bother them and they won't try to kill you out of self defense."
Alfred gave him a look of slight terror. "Dude! That doesn't exactly reassure me!"
"You Americans always over-exaggerate the dangers in Australia. You probably only learned about what those things look and act like and what they do. You probably didn't actually research how common they are, where they live, or how to avoid them."
"..."
"ALFRED!" Kyle walked directly in front of Alfred and put a hand on the American's shoulder to stop him in his tracks. He looked Alfred dead in the eyes. "YOU. WILL. BE. FINE! You're not going to die out here or even get hurt. I will make sure of it! I know my country and I won't let it hurt you. Alright? Just relax. No dramas, mate. You're here to have fun and spend some FTF time with me, right?"
"How can I have fun if I'm going to die?" Alfred asked.
Kyle tried a different approach. "So you're scared?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Alfred nodded. "Like hella."
Kyle let go of Alfred's shoulder and smirked slightly. "Aren't you supposed to be 'America the Brave'?"
America held back a gasp. He took a step back and put a hand over his heart, his wide eyes and agape mouth clearly displaying his shock and slight hurt at those words.
Kyle turned away from Alfred and shrugged. "Well if you can't take the heat then get Out the Back, as we say to you Northern blokes."
Alfred put a hand on Kyle's shoulder and turned him so that they were facing again. There was a look of determination in his eyes. He was smirking as well. "I've fought and survived countless wars and revolutions, propaganda and inequality, snowstorms and hurricanes and heat waves! I can survive a few days out back!"
Kyle smiled wide and gave Alfred a thumbs-up. "That's the spirit! Get changed again. You won't get a chance to prove that you can survive if you don't survive the heat."
Alfred nodded and turned back around to return to the restroom.
Kyle grabbed his arm to stop him. "Hold up! We're far from there now. The nearest one is over there." He pointed to the right.
Alfred looked back and saw that they were already near the airport exit. Then he looked where Kyle was pointing and saw another pair of restroom doors, one male and one female.
"OK awesome okay! Be right back!" He dashed off to get changed again.
Kyle laughed as Alfred ran off he shook his head an murmured, "Americans..."
After Alfred had taken off his outer layer (it turned out that he had simply put on the heavy clothes over what he was already wearing), they'd left the airport and Kyle had driven Alfred to his house.
Kyle's property bordered a small jungle or forest (Alfred didn't know which), and had a small grove of eucalyptus trees growing close to the house. There was a small natural lake in one corner of the property, but also had a large below-ground pool.
This was the pool that Kyle suggested they take a swim in to break the ice (after all, this was only the second time that they were hanging out in person as opposed to over the interwebz.
Alfred agreed. At least the pool would be safer than the lake, right?
They casually swam a few laps around the pool, then raced a few times, then decided to rest.
Jet-lag had finally started creeping up on Alfred, so he fell asleep on a floating pool bed thingy while Kyle guarded him from all the evil water things that could kill him. Kyle had meant it as a joke, but Alfred had taken him seriously, too tired to realize it was a joke.
As it turned out, standing guard—or rather, floating guard—for Alfred was a good idea, because after five minutes Kyle noticed two similar-looking water snakes started slithering their way towards the sleeping American. Kyle frowned. "Oh no you don't," he whispered as he carefully swam towards them, trying not to splash or make too many waves.
With only a second glance, Kyle identified what species they were. They were both poisonous yellow-bellied sea snakes, which was weird because they were nowhere near the coast. "How did they get here?" he wondered quietly.
However it happened, it was a good thing that they were passive. He just had to keep them from Alfred until he could safely and efficiently get them out of the pool and back to the sea. Which would require him to get Alfred out of the pool without seeing the snakes like ever.
Kyle carefully swam towards the snakes, positioning himself between them and Alfred. When he was close enough, he slowed down and gently reached out to one.
"Eeeeeaaasssyyy..." he said calmly and softly. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to move you away from here..."
One of them slowed. The other one slithered towards Kyle. It slowed when it neared him.
Kyle reached out a little bit more and gently ran his finger along the top of the snake's head. It didn't react. That was good. The other snake noticed this and swam over as well. Kyle reached out to touch it as well. It also didn't react. That was good.
This was good. They were calm. Thankfully. Now to move get them away from Alfred before he freaks out and tries to kill them...
He moved his hand to the body of the first snake and gently pushed it to the side. "Come on...this way..."
The snake actually did what he said and swam to the side. Kyle swam with it so he could remain within reaching distance of it. After a few moments, the snake didn't need to be coaxed and just continued moving away on its own.
"Now for the other one..." Kyle murmured. He turned around and looked for the other snake.
It had moved. It was no longer semi-near Alfred. It was now right next to him.
Oh shit!
He quickly swam back over to Alfred and the second snake. It was near Alfred's ankle, which Kyle hadn't previously noticed was in the water.
"No no no!" Kyle whispered at the snake in a harsh but quiet voice so as not to wake Alfred. "Get back here!"
He reached out to the snake to gently lead it away. Either his voice or his body language must have threatened it, because when his hand was within mere centimeters of the snake's head, it suddenly snapped its head at him. It caught him and bit down, then immediately let go.
Kyle bit back a yelp of pain and drew his hand back. Blood already started welling up out of the tiny fang marks. Without disturbing the snake, he backed up a few meters in the water. Then he closed his eyes and cringed and held his hand. "Fuck damn it!" he cursed.
"Nnnhhhghh fuck the what?" someone murmured.
Kyle's eyes shot open. He himself hadn't said that and (most) snakes couldn't talk. So the one who had said that was...
Alfred. Kyle saw him with one eye open. He was waking up.
Oops.
Alfred opened the other eye. A look of awareness slowly started creeping on his face. But at the same time, the second snake was slowly creeping onto his ankle.
Please don't notice please don't notice please don't notice... Kyle thought frantically as he swam back over.
Too late. Alfred sat up—sinking the middle of the the pool bed thing slightly into the water—and looked down at his legs.
Oh no.
Alfred's eyes widened and jaw dropped. He pointed at the snake. Then he looked up and around frantically.
He caught Kyle's gaze.
"HOLY SHIT KYLE HELP I'M ABOUT TO DIE WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO?!"
Miraculously, instead of freaking out and flailing about, Alfred froze completely. Except for his mouth of course.
"Stay calm now," Kyle said in a calm and relaxed voice. "It's not poisonous. But stay st—"
"It's not poisonous?" Alfred interrupted. "Oh that's good so I can kick its ass without dying then!"
Kyle's eyes widened. "Alfred just because it doesn't have venom doesn't mean it can't—"
"IMMA KILL IT DUDE!" Alfred shouted.
"WAIT AL NO STOP!" Kyle swam over as fast as he could.
Alfred kicked out with his leg, trying to shake the snake off. Kyle watched as the snake panicked and wrapped itself around Alfred's ankle for a second. In that second, Alfred's sudden movement made the pool bed capsize. He and the snake fell into the water.
Kyle immediately dived and swam the rest of the distance between him and Alfred. When he was close enough to clearly see Alfred's face, he looked at the snake. It was still near Alfred's ankle but no longer wrapped around it. And it looked like it was about to attack. He gasped briefly, letting out a few bubbles from his mouth, then hurried over to Alfred. He grabbed the panicking American and pushed him out of the path of the snake's attack. However, in doing so, his own ankle was hit instead by the strike. The tiny fangs sank into his skin.
Kyle shut his eyes tightly and cringed, but again held back the cry of pain and continued dragging Alfred away from the snake, which had probably swam off by now to join the other one. Whatever. Kyle couldn't care less about the snake itself; he was more worried about Alfred. Not so much about his health about the anxiety he'd probably have when they surfaced.
Only a few short but somehow also agonizingly long and painful seconds later, they had reached the edge of the pool and had surfaced. Alfred scrambled onto dry land. Cringing as he did so, Kyle pushed himself out of the water and stood up on dry ground.
He let out a sigh of relief. "Oi, mate, you alright there?" he asked Alfred.
Alfred was hugging himself and shivering. Kyle hoped it was from the cold. He knelt down next to Alfred and put a hand on his shoulder. "AL! YOU ALRIGHT?" he tried to ask again.
Alfred nodded. "Y-yeah. I'm fine. But holy shit I died. And—" His gaze flicked to the hand on his shoulder, which he noticed had a small bite on it. His eyes widened.
He pushed Kyle's hand off his shoulder and put both of his hands on either of the Australian's shoulders. Alfred examined him up and down. Then his eyes fell on the bite on Kyle's ankle. His eyes widened more.
"Oh shit, you got bit. That rhymes but who fucking cares..."
"Alfred," Kyle said calmly, "there's no need to worry. Remember, it's my country so I have immun—"
Alfred paid him no mind. He let go of Kyle's shoulders and went off on a rant as he waved his arms wildly in a panic his gaze flicking back and forth between the pool and Kyle. "Holy fucking shit you're gonna die but maybe not but you probably are bloody fucking hell and I don't say bloody a lot cuz I'm American or whatever but holy bloody fucking hell I almost died I could have died I am so lucky that I didn't died it a miracle that I'm not died by now holy shit what the fuck was that thing it looked so evil and creepy it almost killed me and holy shit Kyle it almost killed you are you okay omg Kyle you're not going to die are you please tell me you're not going to die..."
"Alfred I'm not going to—" Kyle tried to speak in a calming tone to Alfred and get him to calm down. But it was no use. Not even grabbing his arms would shut him up or slow him down.
There was one thing that might work. But then again it might not.
Go for it, Ky! Kyle thought to himself.
Alfred closed his eyes while still ranting.
In one swift motion, Kyle grabbed Alfred's shoulders and pushed him down, slid his hands along Alfred's arms from shoulders to wrists to pin them down to the ground, closed his eyes and leaned down, and closed his mouth over Alfred's.
Alfred's eyes shot wide open at the instant realization that Kyle was kissing him. His face grew hot. He instantly stopped freaking out and ranting and immediately started enjoying it and kissing back.
The kiss ended far too soon, a few seconds later. Kyle lifted his head away from Alfred's and looked into his eyes, a worried look on the Australian's face. Both of them were blushing, and it was obvious why.
"You alright there, mate?" Kyle asked Alfred in a low, concerned voice.
Alfred blinked in surprise for a few moments. Then he nodded. "No. I'm not."
Kyle frowned. "What's wrong now?"
Alfred cracked a small smile. "You stopped."
"Stopped what n—" Kyle didn't get a chance to answer because Alfred had wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him back for round two of the face battle, which quickly escalated into a tongue battle that Kyle just let happen.
Snake bite? What snake bite?
Who cares about a snake bite when I'm pashing with the guy I love?
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HOLY FRIGGING FRIG. THIS IS FRIGGING AMAZING. Somehow, this fanfic has reached over 1000 views in under a month's time. That's friggin amazing!
It gets more amazing. 141 of those views are from JANUARY. I posted the fanfic on January 18 but officially started it on January 31.
So the other 1059 are from FEBRUARY. FEB! RU! AR! Y! That's over 1000 views IN NINE FRIGGING DAYS. That's over ONE HUNDRED VIEWS A DAY. THAT'S FRIGGING AMAZING.
THANKS TO EVERYONE. Thanks to all of the followers, favorites, viewers, and reviewers. And the guests as well; thanks to you as well.
Return of the asterisk*-denoted Author's Notes! (I haven't done those in a while...)
*To be revealed in the last chapter.
**Everyone seems to like using "Cody" more, however the one and only Hima-sama said that he likes "Kyle" as one of Australia's possible human first names. I personally like Kyle better than Cody. As you have just read, "Kyle" has the nickname "Ky" which I absolutely LOVE. Also it's just grown on me. Use whatever name you want, but I'm sticking with "Kyle"!
***IDK what Australia's koala is named (or if it even has an official name), so I just named him "Tolee". Kudos to you if you can figure out the reference here.
Hope you liked the abrupt ending. I didn't. You know why? Because I wrote it at 11:fucking30 PfuckingM, that's why. Dayum I'm tired and I have school tomorrow but... MUST... GET... CHAPTER... UPDATED... FOR... EXPECTANT... FANS!
I like you guys a lot. You're welcome.
This chapter was difficult. I had to do so much research, which is why I didn't finish it before today. And even STILL I'm not 100% sure if I got anything fact-based. 'specially Kyle's personality and the Australian slang whatevers and... Uuuuuugggghhh! But I enjoyed it nonetheless. Despite all the cringing, I enjoyed writing it.
Feel free to fact-check me. The only thing I'm 100% sure about the accuracy of are the yellow bellied sea snakes. For everything else, either I did from my probably mistaken memory of research from last week or I made up. If you have a question about my sources, leave a review about it or PM me.
And speaking of which, don't be afraid to leave reviews in general. EVERY review is appreciated. I LOVE nice and compliment-filled reviews, but I like the other kinds of reviews as well! Feel free to give me constructive criticism and point out any conventional (grammar, spelling, punctuation, etc) errors, OOC-ness, continuity errors, weaknesses in my writing, or factual inaccuracies. Don't feel bad about telling me that I'm doing something wrong because that's the only way I'm going to learn. That IS what this thing is about, after all.
ESPECIALLY FOR THIS CHAPTER IN PARTICULAR! I FEEL LIKE THIS CHAPTER IN PARTICULAR NEEDS A LOT OF HELP AND STUFF. ESPECIALLY SINCE THE MOST IMPORTANT PARTS OF IT WERE WRITTEN LATE AT NIGHT.
I'll fix up more in the morning...maybe idk I have school or something.
*yawns* wut?
I'm in a tight spot here. I have NONE of the future chapters 100% finished yet. Hopefully I'll get that fixed by tomorrow AFTERNOON and not tomorrow NIGHT... AGAIN!
Shippings done: FrUK, RusPrus, CuCan, HongNor, AusCan, Itacest, EngMano, Romanada, RusCan, AustrAme (this chapter)
Shippings to come: SeaLiech (next chapter), CanUke(?), USAMex, JapTai, Frussia
Suggestions made so far: PruMano, America X Cuba, Spain X Prussia, Frain, N. Ireland X UK, RusEng, FrUS, South Korea X Spain, PruIta, FrUS, Hungary X Turkey, America X South Korea, RusIta
I'm sorry if I don't get to your request in this fanfic thingy. I know I keep asking for reviews and requests and suggestions, but the reason for that is so I can have ideas and suggestions in case I can't think of enough pairings to do, and therefore I will be forced to take requests. Most of these pairings are my own ideas; not from suggestions/requests. There are more of these pairings in this PID(r)S thing than in the Yu-Gi-Oh one. I'm not sure why or if there's even any real reason for it.
Any pairing requests not fulfilled in this fanfic will be completed at a later date in a continuation fanfic. See the final chapters of the YGO version of this for more details, if you don't want to wait days until I explain it in THIS fanfic.
See you next chapter!
BYEEEEEEEEE~!