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A lump in the throat and the heart that beats

Title: A lump in the throat and the heart that beats
Quote: Her heart stopped in my throat
Characters: Hungary (Elizaveta Heldelvary), Evil! Hungary
Pairing: Hungary / Evil! Hungary
Genre: Introspective
Rating: Green
Notes: 1. written for drabble_tree
2. The title is deliberately taken from a song by 883, Route the house of God

He was what she had always wanted to be.

A manly man, but elegant, chiseled physique and clothes of pure silk, green eyes so similar to her and smile and sly charmer. The brown hair was gathered in an elegant ponytail sticking out from where the red flowers just like the ones that she wore behind the ears. It was a familiar figure, and had seen: it was exactly like that as a child he imagined to be an adult, or rather, by adult.

It was as if he were in front of another Hungary, to what likely would have set foot in the lead also to a blowhard like Prussia.

Elizaveta trembled with excitement when that beautiful girl stroked her cheek and her lips came to its own. Her heart fe-RMO in the throat at the thought that he could kiss; he wanted to be, more than anything else in the world. He closed his eyes and closed mouth waiting for the unknown language of the man who so adored. But what looked like his twin brother, that she had never become the whispered so sensual, making her shudder:

" is only a dream. Wake up, Hungary "

Lady Gaga Love Game Jacket

Pan

Title: Pan
Author: panda_stuck
Characters: Prussia (Gilbert Weillschmidt), Hungary (Elizaveta Hedelvary)
Pairing: Prussia / Hungary
Genre: Fluff, Hurt / Comfort, Romance
Rating: Green
Notes: Written for the drabble tree

Hungary hated Prussia when she was little because the always said that she would never grow the penis, instead of which she was convinced-com 'was sure to be a male who had yet to develop.

As an adult, it was reluctantly convinced that Gilbert was right, but he was very proud of the fact that the beauty still left him breathless.

And as a little revenge for the humiliation suffered as a child, when approached with any intent, even innocent, I always dismissed against throwing a frying pan, which hurt him forever.

Prussia did not know, however, that he loved her as it was, separate pan.