A/N: ...Please don't judge me. I'm perfectly aware that there's a pretty good chance I'm Hell's guest list. Don't worry, I'll bring marshmallows ;D
I don't own Hetalia. This chapter is based on the song: Lil' Red Riding Hood by Bowling for Soup. I love that song; I think it fits this couple freakishly well. Himayura once mentioned that the Netherlands had a Lolita fetish. That idea kind of snowballed (probably not in a good way).

Chapter 6: Netherlands:Lolita

NetherlandsX Liechtenstein

Radical. Crazy. (What the hell is he thinking?)

Netherlands didn't care about the whispers, he just continued to stare impassively at the nations staring at him in shock and maybe horror as he boldly announced that he had legalized gay marriage and smoked his cigarette. Lather, rinse and repeat .

Homosexual couples could adopt children.

They could be in the military, get divorced, buy homes. Netherlands, in his bland uncaring way, led the unspoken liberation in Europe.

It'd all been an attempt to impress her anyway.

(They called him disgusting. Monster. Freak. Sick in the head.)

He'd always loved that age on women. Still sweet. Still innocent. Before they became jaded and cruel and manipulative. He sadly thinks it may be because of Belgium, his kind little sister who became so hurtful and boastful towards him (and he towards her) as she became a real woman. So he fixated on the time before. Just after childhood (because despite what Europe thought, he did not find children (or who he saw as children) sexual) and right before full blooded womanhood, was every girl at her prime. Emotionally, mentally, physically they were perfect for the most part. That's why he obsessed on her.

He planned carefully, watched her "grow". Persuaded his country and people to alter the law so sex between an adult and a young person between the ages of 12 and 16 is permitted by law, as long as the young person consents. Her age of consent was 14. After careful and intense observing (purposefully planting one of his many pet bunnies in her yard, giving him an excuse to visit and not get shot by her crazy brother wasn't stalking) he determined she was technically 14. Late bloomer. Stuck in that delicious spot of tween years. It was all a matter of persuasion now.

(If anyone actually discovered his dirty little obsession, they would, after much spazzing, point out that sexual relations between people ages 12-16 are allowed with a partner that is roughly no more than three years older than them in his place.

He, of course knew this, but on a regular basis decided to stretch the facts (AKA ignore) this so he didn't feel like a total pedophilic stalker)

He loved her childish haircut, cut by her own hand to her jaw, accented with a pretty little girl ribbon. The barely-there swell of her A cup breasts; covered by modest dark pink dresses with lace. Delicate legs (oh God, the legs) encased in white tights covered by school girl shoes. Thin arms, with soft tiny hands. A cute round face with huge green eyes and bashful blushes covering her cheeks, her lips (kissable and innocent) curved into a shy naïve smile.

Liechtenstein. Lovely little Liechtenstein.

Sometimes, he allowed himself to fantasize and dream (in his own home, far away from Switzerland) that the tiny ex-princess could love him, physically, mentally, and in every other way. He imagined that she would feel so breakable in his arms, that she would cling desperately to him as he peppered soft kisses down her neck onto bare shoulders. He thought of her living in his house, waking up next to her in the morning and eating breakfast together after a loving round of lazy morning sex.

She was Little Red Riding Hood, and he was the Big Bad Wolf.

Little Red doesn't end up with the Wolf, though. No, the Big Bad gets killed by the strong burly woodcutter as he attempts to devour sweet sexy Little Red.

Her brother wouldn't let him within 3 meters of her, not that he was suicidal enough to try, with his (deserved) reputation, so he watched her instead. Watched as she flitted about the female nations, trying her best to fit into a world of pure (tainted) adults who diminished her angelic beauty with their scorn and disdain for the world.

Big Brother never left her side. Netherlands wondered if Switzerland ever saw him stare, if he saw Netherlands's gem green eyes never leave Liechtenstein's lithe body as she moved about the room, the same eyes flickering up and down as her form swayed and bobbed with every step.

Did he see the way he licked his lips, like the Big Bad Wolf he was?

Was Netherlands's almost invisible flush on the tips of his ears noticeable to the over protective nation across the room?

Did the Swiss ever secretly watch from the shadows, a overbearing guardian angel, the few times Netherlands got Lichtenstein alone and spoke to her? Told her how pretty her brand new ribbon was and that he liked her presentations? Asked if she wanted to pet or hold the miniature bunny whose head poked sleepily out of his pocket?

(He nearly pounced her then and there when she eagerly accepted and took the bunny from his hands and cuddled it to her chest cooing. After that, erotic fantasies of Lili in an American Playboy bunny outfit were a commonplace.

It was also the first (and depressingly not the last) time he was jealous of a freakin' bunny)

He was trapped, trapped by the perfection that was Liechtenstein. Obsessed and captivated, The Big Bad Wolf lusted and starved himself for Little Red Riding Hood (because no other prey would taste so good) and lingered in the forest as she walked hand in hand with Big Brother Woodcutter.

He left tulips and chocolate in pretty boxes on the dirt path to Grandma's and desperately prayed that she would be drawn off the forest road and step into the darkness and to him.

He may have been a bit biased, but Netherlands thought that the Big Bad deserved a happy ending with Little Red in the darkness of the forest's trees' green and black and brown shadows.

Every other time his ending was blood and death by a Woodcutter, so he deserved to be happy and in love at least one time.

Right?

A/N:

http: / / .com / eatonohio / gay / world. htm (get rid of the extra spaces between the /) is the website I got for Netherlands age of consent laws and laws on gay marriage/adoption/etc. Not sure if it's totally acurate. Gay marriage was legalized in 2001 in the Netherlands (the law passed in 2000) and is the first nation to legalize gay marriage federally. Belgium followed in 2003. Liechtenstein has recognized same-sex registered partnerships since 2011.

Liechtenstein's age of consent is 14. I think it might be her way of passively telling Switzerland to back off, she's ready for the world/relationships. This of course, is head cannon as I support mutual!NetherlandsXLiechtenstein. Like I said, I'm bring marshmallows to Hell.

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