A/N;; this chapter has been cut in half because this site doesn't allow Adult Only content… read the whole chapter and learn more about the series at my art journal!

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Aah, well, the other day… I think it was Wednesday night, yeah. Gilbert asked me to go to his house to help him out with some essay he had to do in his economics class. My classes finished early that day, a few hours before his did. So I told myself that I'd go to his place right away, maybe sleep on his porch a while until he'd get back. Mind you, the house Mr. and Mrs. Weillschmidt bought on the campus for their two sons and their daughter was HUGE. I wonder what they did of their lives to have the money to buy a house just for their kids! So anyways, I was eating a tomato (no one understands how I can just eat a tomato like that, munching on it as if it was an apple), backpack over my shoulder, when I finally reached the Weillschmidt household after a good half an hour of walking. It was already getting late, and the sun was gone. So anyways, I sat down in the stairs, ready to wait an hour if I had to for Gilbert to come home.

"Spain! You're gonna freeze outside! Come on in!"

I heard the door fly open and Gilbert's twin sister ushered me inside their house. I didn't think she'd already be back home. Was Ludwig there too?

"Don't worry; neither of my brothers are back yet." Prussia sat down (more like threw herself) on a nearby recliner, crossing her legs and looking at me with those mischievous red eyes. Most people were scared of the twins' albino features, their eyes the color of blood and their hair colored like those of the elderly. I had learned to trust and admire those traits, like I had understood how they both were great friends despite their arrogance and wickedness. Okay, maybe saying they're wicked is a little too much.

"I'm bored…"

Oh yeah. I heard that a lot from brother Prussia. And I knew it never meant anything good. But truth be told, I was also bored at the moment… (Okay okay, I'll have to be careful not to stain my pants writing down what happens next, hahaha!) After saying that last sentence, sister Prussia just sat there, probably thinking, her chin resting on her palm. Her crimson eyes scanned me, from my feet to my tousled brown hair, and then she grinned. Oh no. It was THAT grin. I think I'll name it the Weillschmidt-wants-to-have-some-fun-grin. She uncrossed her legs and spread them wide and "oh god." As a reflex, my hand grabbed the silver rosary hanging from my neck. Gina wasn't wearing anything under her skirt. She still had that grin on, and I felt myself smile too. Just like her twin brother, she knew how to have a good time.

I didn't think twice, didn't worry about the consequences, even if a vague 'Gilbert is going to kill you' resonated at the back of my head. I accepted the invitation and kneeled in front of her like the gentleman I am (Really!), letting my eyes capture every detail. Prussia looked particularly attractive in this angle; half-closed eyes burning with lust, tight white blouse leaving nothing to the imagination, silver hair cascading down her chest and curling near her waist. I grabbed her hand and pulled it close to me, its sweet aroma tingling my senses and since when can I write in such a sexy way? Hahahaha!

I took one finger in my mouth, gently sucking it and was rewarded with a low moan from above. Gina really is just like her brother; she gets excited by nothing! I looked up to see that she was now rubbing her still covered breasts with her free hand, eyes closed. I proceeded to insert a second finger in my mouth, and then left them to lick all the way up her arm. I got up and leaned onto her, hands now on her waist and my lips on her own. She didn't hesitate to return the kiss, tongue already wrestling mine. Prussia bit my lower lip and I didn't struggle, instead moaning about the pleasure I was feeling all the way down my pants. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, she pulled back to let us breath, and whispered;

"Foreplay is for sissies. Do it. Now."

[insert p0rn here]

And then we didn't remember that we were in the middle of the Weillschmidt's house entrance. And we forgot about something very important while we were 'having fun' to pass the time. Gilbert.

"WHAT THE FUUUUCK! GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER TONIO!!"

Aaaw, writing down our memories is pretty cool, but now I need to go change my pants…

-Antonio Fernandez Carriedo aka Spain =)


Oh my! Some drama is up! I think. Today at lunchtime, England was trying to explain me how logarithms work. I love being with her in maths class, this way she helps me with everything! Sometimes she even does my homework! Anyways, so we're just doing some maths, when oh my! Adriaan (That's the new guy's name! He's in the Nations club actually, he represents Netherlands. I know this because I'm the hero of the club.) walks over to our table, followed by Spain.

"Yo, Norway! What do we have to study for midterms? In History?"

Hoho, I knew Netherlands and Adelise had something for each other, since they were together in their history class and always sitting next to each other. But strangely, Norway didn't stutter or blush for a second, coldly answering;

"The two industrial revolutions. Fascism. Marxism. Everything about Karl Marx. The Russi--"

I stopped listening because well, not only was what Norway saying boring but I suddenly was terrified-and slightly amused-and slightly turned on, I admit-by Antonio, who was now leaning over Gina, his hands on her hips and his face dangerously close to her ear. I didn't hear everything he whispered into my friend's ear, but I managed to catch a 'last night', followed by smiles from both and red on Prussia's cheeks. SHE WAS EMBARASSED. OH MY GOD!! I have no idea what happened between these two, and why Gina hadn't told me anything, and why, after Netherlands finished talking to Norway and started to walk away, Spain kissed my friend ON HER LIPS WHAT THE! before walking away.

"Do you have anything to say?"

England bluntly questioned sister Prussia, who was now looking down, half ashamed half embarrassed… OH MY GOD WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY OBNOXIOUS, CONFIDENT GINA? Norway was looking at her with her usual indifferent expression and I was staring, wide-eyed, still surprised that my best friend (I think) had just been kissed by my favorite guy ever (in a totally platonic way). And then the drama. Lovina grabbed her food tray and walked away. I think I even saw some tears in her golden eyes.

I'm not sure what to do now, should I be happy for Gina and Antonio or should I do something for Lovina, who's maybe, I think, JEALOUS? OH WAIT what is this! I'm the hero, I should know what to do! I'll find a solution! *thumbs up*

-Alfrea xox