Hmm…sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I had writers block…for this story…but I have had an inspiration from school, and dear Zahra. So…yea!
"That is why you should stay away from him." Advised Panama, who had just gotten done lecturing Mexico, about all the hearts Spain had broken. Including hers. Mexico was the newest, smallest (in human size) youngest out of her brothers and sisters that were in high school, and maybe even prettiest (at least Poland told her that).
"Panama, no offense, but I think I have Spain on his toes. I actually thought about what to do besides fawn over him." Panama ignored the indirect insult from her sister and kept on talking. Mexico zoned Panama out, and looked around. They were standing by the front gate. Panama said she was waiting for Nicaragua, but Mexico knew she was waiting for Spain.
Before Mexico came to the school, Spain was in "love" with Panama, that didn't stop him from cheating on her. Mexico knew that Panama still had feelings for Spain. Mexico felt awkward when she was alone with her, like now. Panama never started really talking to her until, Spain asked her out.
"Mexico!" shouted a blur of brown and green. Spain had tackled Mexico on to the grass. He straddled her waist with blue jean clad legs. His green button down shirt was un-tucked and the first few buttons were undone. Mexico bit her tongue for noticing.
Spain grinned when he saw her eyes travel down his body. Laughing he whispered in her ear. "Just for you Mexico, as long as you're mine."
"As long as you can keep me." Laughed Mexico, grinning even wider, Spain helped her up.
"Hola, Spain."
"Hola, Panama!" Spain smiled and curled his arms around Mexico, "See you around!" Mexico gritted her teeth; she could expect another eight hour lecture coming her way from her dear sister. Sighing she walked with Spain, towards Prussia and Germany.
"Seriously west!" Mexico loved Germany's nick name. She probably said it a million times a day, driving Germany crazy. "You have to help me! Please!"
"Gilbert I'm not going to give you my homework just because you didn't do yours." Gilbert swore loudly as Seychelles was passing by. Her eyes widened considerably, and Germany raised his hands apologetically.
"And anyways, your writing is too messy; she would know the homework wasn't yours."
"Life isn't fair!"
"I said that the first time I saw your face." Mexico laughed and the two brothers turned around, to greet her.
"Mexico! Thank God! Tell my jerk of a brother to help me out!"
"Nope."
"Mutiny!"
"Against what?"
"The awesome me!"
"Take that bullshit home! And next time you get in my way, I'll run you over." Paraguay growled walking up, referring to yesterday when Hungary whacked Prussia into the street. "Oh by the way, Mexico, Switzerland is looking for you."
"What? Where?"
"I don't know, bring a bullet proof vest."
"Thanks." Paraguay nodded gave her a brotherly pat and walked away. Germany, eyed Paraguay until he disappeared then glared at Mexico.
"What did you do now?"
"Nothing!"
"B.S."
"No one believes me." Laughing Spain played with her hair as they sat down on the bench.
"Mexico?" Said a smooth voice, turning around preparing to yell, she stopped opened mouthed. In front of her was an old friend. An extremely good old friend, Australia.
He looked even better then what she remembered.
Flashback.
"Mexico!" shouted Australia, a little boy, with light brown hair, lightly tanned skin and gold/green eyes.
"Yes?" a toddler Mexico looked around. "What?"
"Look!" he said holding out a small grey animal.
"What is it?"
"A koala!"
"Oh."
"Well!"
"What?"
"What do you think?"
"It is very cute! I love it a lot." Mexico said with as much sincerity as she could muster. Directing her attention back down to the little ball she had been playing with. After she bounced it a couple of times she wondered why Australia was so quiet. Turning back around to him to ask why, she saw his eyes filled with tears, one trailing down.
"No! Why are you crying?" she asked distressed.
"You said it's very cute and you love it a lot…do you love it more then me?" He asked lips trembling.
"No! No! I love you more then that koala."
"More then anything?"
"Yes Australia I love you more then anything, except maybe my papa, you are tied with him."
"What about Spain?"
"He comes close, but I love you more Australia."
"Oh…okay good…because I love you more Mexico." Feeling better he bent down to give his best friend a kiss on the cheek. Laughing Mexico bought his head down so she could give him a kiss on the other cheek. Mexico handed the ball out to him and she took the koala, petting him.
"What are you going to name him?"
"It's a girl!"
"Oh, what will you name her?"
"Hmm…Mexico."
"Yea?"
"No, I will name her Mexico."
Oh, wow, okay."
"So she will remind me of my best friend who loves me." He said innocently sitting down next to Mexico as they fell asleep in the late afternoon sun.
When the sun went down and the stars took control of the sky, Australia woke up to the sounds of anguished sobs. Immediately looking down at Mexico, whose head was lying peacefully on his chest, he gently slipped out from under her and followed the sounds to the front of Mexico's house. Walking softly his eyes widened in horror as he watched the scene play out in front of him.
"Leave my daughter alone!" Aztec whispered fiercely, "Leave her alone you bastard!"
"Aztec, you have to understand, my master told me to do it. If Spain wants it then he gets it." Said a figure shrouded in black.
"He's not even old enough to wipe himself yet!"
"I am now in the fourth grade of the 'Countries Academy' the same place your daughter needs to go if she is to survive." Said a figure, stepping into the light. His eyes were a vivid green, and he looked at least 5 years older then Australia. He guessed this young man was Spain.
"I never wanted anyone to find her; they would just corrupt my daughter. Bring her pain like they did to my wife!" The black clad figure ignored him and led him, handcuffed, to a car.
"She is now Spanish property."
"She is not!" Mexico's father screamed. "And she will never be." These were the last words Australia ever heard from her friend's father ever again. He stared at the car until it moved and disappeared down the street. Stepping back in fear he sprinted back around to Mexico, almost screaming when he saw Spain holding her as she cried.
"What did you do to my papa?" cried the young Mexico.
"Your papa is in a safe place now Mexico, don't worry." He said picking her up and smoothing her hair "Don't worry, amor, I will take care of you."
Australia couldn't take it, Spain was taking his friend away, he was sure of it, and he was lying to her. Australia would never lie to his friend. "He's lying! He's lying to you Mexico! I saw him, he took you father and put him in a car!" He cried rushing out of the shadows and hitting Spain with his fists.
"What?" Mexico asked shocked, tear streaks staining her face she looked back at Spain. And before he could wipe his face clean of emotion, she saw the truth in his eyes. "You lied to me!" Crying she struck his face and he dropped her in shock, running to Australia he wrapped his arms around her and shielded her from Spain.
"Leave her alone!" Australia managed to squeak out. Spain glared down at the boy who barely reached his waist. Leaning down he whispered, "I don't want you to see Mexico again, she needs time to heal so move and let me pick up my Mexico."
"No" Australia said, "Leave her alone you…you…" he tried to remember the word Aztec had used on the other guy. "You bastard!" Spain recoiled shocked at hearing a word like that come out of his mouth.
Growling he pushed Australia aside and said, "Go home kid." while he picked up a quietly crying Mexico. Yet, even as Australia watched him take his Mexico away, he could see the defiance in her eyes. The sheer iron of disobedience. She glared at Spain's head and looked back at Australia.
He saw a different girl right then and there, angered and hurt, gone was the sweet innocent girl. In her place an Iron queen, but he would wait for her. She would come back because he knew she loved him.
End of flashback.
Mexico almost cried when she saw Australia standing in front of her. She pulled away from Spain, and looked Australia straight in the eyes. And she knew that the small candle of innocent friendship between them had rekindled, except now, it was a blazing fire. And there was more then just friendship in the equation
"Hi…" she whispered, but before Spain could pull her back, Australia had closed the distance before them and enveloped her in a bear hug. She returned it smelling in the scent of koala, eucalyptus plant and countless other smells she had long forgotten.
Putting her down he smiled, ruffling her hair up, and peaking out of his brown backpack, was a small grey koala head.
Mexico stared and stared at the handsome young man and little koala she had known and forgotten since childhood.
Oh! I'm sorry an OC sorry, I just wanted to throw someone in their and Mexico has ties with Australia and celebrated something with them in 2006, so…Spain has competition. You know what to do! Review!
~P.W.