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CanadaXAmerica Fan Fic Chapter oneAs I stared into the mirror this morning, I could barely even see myself. I am an invisible ghost, known to no one. I only get noticed for being someone else and I get hurt every time. I think it's safe to say that I hate him. But then I think about it and I realize that I love him.
The boy sat in silence after the last conference. He was sitting quietly and was twisting his finger around his looped hair curl. He had over heard something about a party going on this evening, but had not been invited because naturally, he was pretty much transparent. He didn't care anyways; he had his best friend, silence, with him. It was nice and quiet all of the time for him. Except for when the 'hero' had been in his silent room. When he would come in, the silence would be replaced by laughter and shouting. It also made him blush when his own violet eyes met the hero's blue ones.
Mathew put his head down on the long table, taking up little room and then he put his arms around his head. He sat up shar
My Only Weakness ItalyXGermanyMy Only Weakness
My only weakness is that I can't fight.
The reason I can't fight is because you would leave me alone.
My only weakness is that I am too loud.
The reason I am loud is so you will notice me.
My only weakness is that I am not smart.
The reason I am not smart is because I would have to live without you.
My only weakness is that I can't pay attention.
The reason I can't pay attention is because if I did then you wouldn't have to teach me anymore.
My only weakness is that I love you.
I guess that you could say that my only weakness
Wish For You CanadaXAmericaWish for you
Even though you enjoy pushing me around, I still wish that I could see you again.
Even though you have hit me a lot, I still want to feel your hand.
I get beaten a lot and accused because of you, but I still cry every night for you.
You yell at me all the time and scold me, but I love it.
You always laugh at me, not with me, but I love your laugh.
Even though you always get everything you want, I always wish to give you more.
The reason why I am able to go on is you, even though the reason I don't want to exist is you.
Because you are the only one who sees me for who I am.
You are the only one that understands me.
The only one who knows my name.
Please never leave me.
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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