FearlessLullaby

“My Lady, you called?” Francis bowed to you respectfully, keeping his bright blue eyes down. “My kingdom is running short on funds. Announce to the people that the taxes will be raised once again,” you instructed, smoothing the front of your golden dress. “Yes, My Lady,” Francis bowed again and exited the room swiftly. In a matter of minutes, he had returned with a plate of brioche and a cup of tea. You felt a big smile break out over your pale features; Francis always seemed to know exactly what would make you happy. “The people are angry about the raised taxes, my lady,” he reported dutif

I dreamed I was missing You were so scared But no one would listen 'Cause no one else cared Italy ran through the dark corridors of the haunted mansion, his brown leather boots thumping against the hard ground. The Thing was following him, slowly and steadily. Italy knew he could not run much longer, he was running out of energy fast. He was going to die. Falling against the cool wooden surface of a door, he was stunned when it opened to reveal France standing there. "Italy?" The other nation looked surprised. "What are you doing, come inside." He ushered Italy into the room. The latter began feeling a warm liquid trickling down his face.

What had he done to deserve this? Kamijou Hiroki asked himself again and again, staring down at the bouquet lying on the stone. It had been a dreadfully rainy day. The skies simply opened up and poured down on the two as they were enjoying their date. He and Nowaki were out shopping together on the rare occasion that they shared a day off. It had ended all too soon. When they had reached an intersection, Nowaki tried to grab Hiroki’s hand, but the professor wasn’t having any of it. “Not in public!” Hiroki hissed, yanking his arm away. “But, Hiro-san…” Nowaki started, his big blue eyes beseeching