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"Hm, this seems like a good place to paint a picture." You said, putting your hands on your hips as you starred out at the horizion. The sun was setting in the forest by your villiage. The beautiful meadow you were standing in was a lovely shade of green. The daisies and lillies blowing with the light breeze, their yellow and white colors tinted with the orange suns beauty.
You looked to your left and saw an enormous apple tree, the red ripe apples dangling from the crisp green leaves on the branches. And underneath the tree, in the cool shade, you saw a family of bunnies relaxing, spread out, and asleep, their white fluffy fur tickled by the wind. You nodded. This was a perfect stop to begin your sketching.
Sketching was your hobby. It was something you did when you wanted to releave stress, or just to escape the truth of reality. And this forest was ususally the place you'd go to, because the scenary was always perfect. And you were really good too, at least, that's what your friends told you. So, sitting on the cool grass, you flipped open your sketch book, grabbed your number two pencil, and got to work, sketching the outline of the tree.
What seemed like almost hours passed, and you sat in your own little world, currently sketching the sleeping bunny family.
"Urgh." You groaned, flipping your pencil around and erasing away the mistake. Suddenly, you heard a branch crack. You shot your head up, looking around for the source. You finally found it. A man. He had blonde hair, and he was standing on a side, so you could see a red eye. And, something shimmered in the setting sun's light.
A....fang?
You shook your head, continuing with your work, when suddenly, a raindrop hit your head. You looked up as heavy grey clouds swarmed the sky. "Damn it..." you groaned, closing your sketch book and shoving it in your bookbag. "I need to get home before I caught a cold." You got up, watching the bunnies scurry away at the first rumble of thunder, and hurried under the trees so you'd be safe. "There we go. Now, I need to get home." You looked for that man, but noticed he wasn't around either. "Hm, he must've headed home already." You shrugged, walking as the rain began to fall.
---Le Time Skip---
You walked farther. "Is it this way?" You asked yourself, turning your head, only to get another dead end. "Stupid maze-like forest!" You groaned. You've been out here for about one hour, and seemed to only get yourself more lost. And this down pour wasn't helping you what-so-ever. "God damn it..." You groaned.
"Need some help?" you heard someone ask from behind. You turned around and saw a man. The same man you'd seen from before.
"Uh...yeah, I'm kinda lost." You said. The sentence had come out ruder than you'd hope. He only chuckled.
"The names Vladimir." He said with a grin. "But you can call me Vlad." You nodded.
"Call me __________." You said. He smiled.
"Let's say we get you home." He said, flashing another grin.
"Alright." And you two began to walk.
"So were are you from ____?" he asked.
"I'm from (city). It's the village just outside the forest. How about you?" You asked him.
"Oh I'm from the villiage right next to yours. I usually come out in the forest alot."
"So do I. But I never see you around here. I just saw you today." You stated.
"Yeah. It's the first time I really came into that part of the forest. And then I saw you were here, and you looked pretty transfixed on whatever it was you were doing." He chuckled as mroe rain pelted the both of you. "So I didn't want to bother you. Then once it began to rain, I thought you might need some help, love." He smiled.
"Well uh, thanks Vlad." You said, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks.
"What were you doing anyways?" He asked, putting a hand on his hip and looking at you.
"Huh? Oh I was drawing a picture of the tree with the little bunnies underneath." You said with a smile. "I'd love to show you, but I don't want the page to get wet from the rain."
"Yeah I get it." He said. "Just show me another time then." He said. You chuckled.
"Okay."
After about another what seemed like five hours but was really one and a half, you and Vlad had managed to menuver your way out of the forest, both of you dripping with water.
"We're finally here!" You cheered.
"Yep. But it's still raining." He sighed.
"Thanks for that one..." you said playfully, rolling your eyes. He giggled. "But thank you for helping me get home." You said.
"No problem love." He said, running a hand threw his soaking wet blonde hair. The fact that his clothes were wet all the way threw, made you be able to see the outlining of his muslces, and you had to admit, it was pretty hot. You looked up at him, and he looked down at you. Suddenly, he cupped you cheek with him hand. And his eye expression changed from the happy, fun boy you've walked with, to more of a sentimental type of look. "I've been dying to do this to you for the past two hours." He said, and suddenly, he pressed his lips to yours gently. You're eyes widened in shock.
'Good Lord, this guy sure is foward.' You thought to yourself, your face exploding with red as you returned the kiss. He put a hand on your waist. Suddenly, he moved his lips to your neck, making you gasp in shock. You felt something pinch your neck, but you took no mind to it because his lips sent shivers up your spine. He pulled away after a moment.
"Well, good-bye _________." He said with a goofy grin, walking down the path to his villiage. You blushed, turning on your heel and running into your house. You closed the door, sughing.
"What was that?" You asked yourself, shaking your hair. "Hm, whatever, I should go dry off." You said, walking up the stairs and into your bathroom. You looked in the mirror as you ran a bursh threw your hair. You then noticed sometthing on your neck, right were Vlad had kissed you. Tilting your head, you saw it was two bite marks.
Two...bite marks?
"I was right..." you mumbled, your voice alittle wobbily. "...He did have a fang."
You looked to your left and saw an enormous apple tree, the red ripe apples dangling from the crisp green leaves on the branches. And underneath the tree, in the cool shade, you saw a family of bunnies relaxing, spread out, and asleep, their white fluffy fur tickled by the wind. You nodded. This was a perfect stop to begin your sketching.
Sketching was your hobby. It was something you did when you wanted to releave stress, or just to escape the truth of reality. And this forest was ususally the place you'd go to, because the scenary was always perfect. And you were really good too, at least, that's what your friends told you. So, sitting on the cool grass, you flipped open your sketch book, grabbed your number two pencil, and got to work, sketching the outline of the tree.
What seemed like almost hours passed, and you sat in your own little world, currently sketching the sleeping bunny family.
"Urgh." You groaned, flipping your pencil around and erasing away the mistake. Suddenly, you heard a branch crack. You shot your head up, looking around for the source. You finally found it. A man. He had blonde hair, and he was standing on a side, so you could see a red eye. And, something shimmered in the setting sun's light.
A....fang?
You shook your head, continuing with your work, when suddenly, a raindrop hit your head. You looked up as heavy grey clouds swarmed the sky. "Damn it..." you groaned, closing your sketch book and shoving it in your bookbag. "I need to get home before I caught a cold." You got up, watching the bunnies scurry away at the first rumble of thunder, and hurried under the trees so you'd be safe. "There we go. Now, I need to get home." You looked for that man, but noticed he wasn't around either. "Hm, he must've headed home already." You shrugged, walking as the rain began to fall.
---Le Time Skip---
You walked farther. "Is it this way?" You asked yourself, turning your head, only to get another dead end. "Stupid maze-like forest!" You groaned. You've been out here for about one hour, and seemed to only get yourself more lost. And this down pour wasn't helping you what-so-ever. "God damn it..." You groaned.
"Need some help?" you heard someone ask from behind. You turned around and saw a man. The same man you'd seen from before.
"Uh...yeah, I'm kinda lost." You said. The sentence had come out ruder than you'd hope. He only chuckled.
"The names Vladimir." He said with a grin. "But you can call me Vlad." You nodded.
"Call me __________." You said. He smiled.
"Let's say we get you home." He said, flashing another grin.
"Alright." And you two began to walk.
"So were are you from ____?" he asked.
"I'm from (city). It's the village just outside the forest. How about you?" You asked him.
"Oh I'm from the villiage right next to yours. I usually come out in the forest alot."
"So do I. But I never see you around here. I just saw you today." You stated.
"Yeah. It's the first time I really came into that part of the forest. And then I saw you were here, and you looked pretty transfixed on whatever it was you were doing." He chuckled as mroe rain pelted the both of you. "So I didn't want to bother you. Then once it began to rain, I thought you might need some help, love." He smiled.
"Well uh, thanks Vlad." You said, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks.
"What were you doing anyways?" He asked, putting a hand on his hip and looking at you.
"Huh? Oh I was drawing a picture of the tree with the little bunnies underneath." You said with a smile. "I'd love to show you, but I don't want the page to get wet from the rain."
"Yeah I get it." He said. "Just show me another time then." He said. You chuckled.
"Okay."
After about another what seemed like five hours but was really one and a half, you and Vlad had managed to menuver your way out of the forest, both of you dripping with water.
"We're finally here!" You cheered.
"Yep. But it's still raining." He sighed.
"Thanks for that one..." you said playfully, rolling your eyes. He giggled. "But thank you for helping me get home." You said.
"No problem love." He said, running a hand threw his soaking wet blonde hair. The fact that his clothes were wet all the way threw, made you be able to see the outlining of his muslces, and you had to admit, it was pretty hot. You looked up at him, and he looked down at you. Suddenly, he cupped you cheek with him hand. And his eye expression changed from the happy, fun boy you've walked with, to more of a sentimental type of look. "I've been dying to do this to you for the past two hours." He said, and suddenly, he pressed his lips to yours gently. You're eyes widened in shock.
'Good Lord, this guy sure is foward.' You thought to yourself, your face exploding with red as you returned the kiss. He put a hand on your waist. Suddenly, he moved his lips to your neck, making you gasp in shock. You felt something pinch your neck, but you took no mind to it because his lips sent shivers up your spine. He pulled away after a moment.
"Well, good-bye _________." He said with a goofy grin, walking down the path to his villiage. You blushed, turning on your heel and running into your house. You closed the door, sughing.
"What was that?" You asked yourself, shaking your hair. "Hm, whatever, I should go dry off." You said, walking up the stairs and into your bathroom. You looked in the mirror as you ran a bursh threw your hair. You then noticed sometthing on your neck, right were Vlad had kissed you. Tilting your head, you saw it was two bite marks.
Two...bite marks?
"I was right..." you mumbled, your voice alittle wobbily. "...He did have a fang."
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Good, good! Romania doesn't belong to Hetalia, he belongs to the fangirls!