Author: Sorry, this was just on my mind. I'm only emo because I read the most breath-taking fan fiction in my life. READ IT!!

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oh, and sorry that there's a lot of commentary by me in this chapter.

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The illusion of life… life… what is the meaning of this word we speak? Why are we to over exert ourselves into something that we only hang on to for a few seconds, moments, memories, days, months, years, decades?

A human life can be so short, yet… they do so much more then what we do ourselves.

"Alfred," The black haired-girl said, "Why do mortals use their life up so… much better?"

The hero looked up to one of his states. She was look outside the rain-splattered window. The storm clashed down a bolt of lighting. The gray sky looked like it was crying. Amber turned and looked back at Alfred. She looked sad and annoyed.

"What do you mean?"

Colorado laughed bitterly, "Here we are, nations, states, cities, countries. We live so long. We live longer then the people who live on our land. But because the mortals live less then us, they make more out of a few years."

"What's your point?" Alfred put his papers down.

"It would be so much easier to be human," Colorado said, "Because I'd have less time to live, I would have told him I loved him. You should consider yourself lucky Alfred. You have a nice relationship with…"

"What do you mean?" Alfred asked, "Who?"

Colorado smiled and the thirty eighth state turned to face Alfred, "Alfred, do you like England?"

America shifted uncomfortably, "Why?"

Colorado rolled her eyes, "I've been a hunter, a hunted, a tracker, and a Native America for longer then any war you've ever faced. What I'm trying to say is that I know you saw the picture of Arthur um… 'sealing a deal' with you while you slept."

"Yeah," America said, "I'm not a ninja Amber. I'm a soldier and a former-cowboy."

Colorado snickered, "Right, right…" The girl turned serious again, "Do you like, love Arthur?"

Chapter Six: Awkward

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Everyone in life has an awkward moment. Mine is when total ingrates come up to me and ask me out. It is really kind of lame when they try nothing to make me feel the same way if they really like me. Like I said: ingrates. Yeah, feelings pass and go. Well, except for hate. Sometimes hate can withstand life-times.

So, what happens when you give me my absolute favorite couples to talk about? Guess what? Welcome to Chapter Six.

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Yao groaned as Ivan pushed further into him. The pitcher laced his fingers around the Chinese man's cock. The receiver choked on the screams that forcefully came out of his throat. Ivan rubbed Yao hard, pushing the petite man to his fullest. White liquids burst out of Yao as Ivan's rubbed became harder, as Ivan rocked back and forth, as Ivan continued to make love with him.

The sex drive made the men perform to their fullest ability. In many people's minds, the images of China and Russia trying to out sexy each other is utterly impossible. In mine, only the gods and I know what happen in there, and I'll admit, I think I scarred about half of them. If only I didn't have to write the accents.

"Da, you were sexy last night," Russia said to China when he walked into the kitchen. "It makes me wish that we had started dating sooner."

China glared at his 'lover', "Shut up, aru."

The sadistic blonde only smiled and sipped his cup of coffee. Ivan frowned at the taste, put the cup down and magically gained a bottle of vodka. He unscrewed the lid and the clear liquid poured out into Ivan's coffee. The Russian drank his coffee much more happily now.

"Are you getting drunk?" China asked.

"Da, I learned it from England," Russia said, "Him, his tea, and his pirate days."

The Russia drank more of his coffee, little to China's amusement. The Chinese stretched and poured his own cup of coffee. He sat down on the opposite side of the table. It was about three in the afternoon, give or take. The two, well… I think we all know what they did the previous night.

Ivan's bare foot crawled up onto Yao's leg under the table (The table is small). The Russian's foot rubbed the Asian's leg, slowly going further up. Yao smirked at the sadist.

Flash

The two looked in alarm at the poor, confused Hungarian girl who was gawking at them.

"Shit," All of them said.

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Romano walked back up to his house. Well, it wasn't his house. It was the house he and Spain shared. His neck was sore from sleeping on the couch. Sure, Germany and his brother owned more bedrooms, but they either were to much like Germany, had Italy's toys and pictures every where, or you could hear them having sex. Lovino wasn't thrilled to know that his brother was a screamer. Lovino fumbled for his key, but realized that he hadn't taken it with him anyways.

"Antonio!" Romano banged on the door, "God damn it Spain! Open the fucking door! It's almost six p.m.!"

Lovino sighed and walked to the side of the house. Spain never locked the backdoors, luckily for Lovino. The younger nation walked to the side. It was his favorite side of the house. This was where to roses were planted and spiraled up the wall of the house.

Damn Spain, Lovino thought, I bet he is off drinking with his- is he in a suit?

Lovino saw Spain in a black, suit jacket, black jeans, and a slightly open white collar shirt underneath the jacket. Spain had decorated the backyard. The brushes were trimmed, the lawn was mowed, a table and two chairs were set out, and the table was decorated with a small vase with dragon snaps and roses. There were two silver plates on the table, which Lovino knew was a treasure that Spain had gotten when exploring. Spain smiled happily at the flabbergasted Romano. Spain walked over and bowed respectfully to the younger brunette.

"Hola, Lovi," Spain took Lovino's hand and kissed it, "You're back."

Damn, how could this bastard be so… so… charming?

"Hi," Lovino said, "Um, what is all this?"

Spain sighed, "You forgot our-"

"Anniversary!" The two said at the same time.

"Shit!" Romano exclaimed, "I totally forgot that it was today!"

"That's strange for you to forget," Spain led the boy over to the table, "What happened?"

Lovino shivered, "Ludwig and Feliciano having sex."

Antonio shivered too, "Wow, your brother kind of slutty, isn't he?"

Lovino drank out glass cup. What ever was in the glass tasted like sweetened wine, "Yeah, now why are you being a Romantic today?"

"Because," Antonio explained, "It's been exactly five year since we've gotten together. I thought that I should do something a bit special since you normally plan it all. Come on, I got something really cool to show you after dinner."

Spain smiled sweetly and left to go fetch dinner. Lovino listened until the door to the house closed and then smiled. It was really awesome of Antonio to do this all. Lovino twirled a finger through his brown hair. He looked at the flowers in the vase. The snap-dragons were a purple-ish blue color and the roses were sunshine yellow. It was a rather pretty arrangement, but don't tell Spain that.

"He'd flower me with petals all day," Romano muttered.

"¡L a Cena!" Spain said.

After dinner, Spain blindfolded Romano's eyes, much to his disagreeing. Spain whispered to Romano that he'd be right back. Lovino waited and what seemed like forever, Antonio came back.

"Okay," Spain sounded extremely happy, "Open your eyes."

Romano looked saw Antonio on kneeling before him with a black, velvet box. Antonio opened to the box. The small ring dazzled before Lovino. The ring wasn't made like the normal circular ring. No, the shape of the ring was made out of silver vines entangled with each other. There was a single emerald gem shaped like a rose was enlaced into the vines. Antonio slipped it on to Lovino's hand.

"Anniversario felice, Lovino," Antonio said in Italian. The Spaniard kissed Lovino's hand and smiled.

"Aniversario feliz, Antonio," Lovino whispered back.

The Southern part of Italy laced his arms around Antonio's neck. Spain wrapped his arms around the smaller nation's body with an accepting hug. Their lips touched lightly once, then again, more forcefully. Antonio's tongue met Lovino's.

A cough from the background made the newcomer's presents noticed. The two lover birds looked up… well Spain did, Romano was suddenly interested with his new ring and was blushing as red as a tomato.

"Can you leave, Prussia?" Spain asked, "We're kind of busy and it is slowly getting more awkward."

Gilbert apologized hastily, "Sorry, but I come with some news, New couple news."

Spain looked more alert, "What the hell happened?"

Gilbert shuddered, "Hungary has her camera, Belarus is depressed, Ukraine is talking to Russia once more, Taiwan talking to China, luckily, Liechtenstein and her brother are at home, but seriously! Did you know that China and Russia are going out?"

"You ruined our day because there is a new pairing on Earth?" Romano asked. He realized the second later who they were talking about, "Wait, China and Russia?"

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America squirmed, "Um…"

"It's a yes or no question for Pete's sake!" Colorado groaned, "Would you or would you not kiss him and love him if you knew that you only had three minuets to live, America?"

"I do love him," America realized, "I've hurt him so much, haven't I?"

Colorado shrugged, "Love, hate, it all turns into sex someway or another. It doesn't matter if it's between a guy or girl. It's hot, wet, and makes your mind melt. Alfred, you and I need to fess up to the people who will matter the most in our lives before the come to an end. I've already booked us tickets. Unfortunately, I'm not going to be there when you say you love Arthur."

"Where will you be?" America asked.

"With the bastard who stole my heart," Colorado smirked, "You know him. He was your first colony."

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Author: Um… that Ivan Yao thing… I think I should re-rate my fan fiction from T to M.