Shatterful life (37) Kyoya's POVShatterful life (37) by Bellastar4n6
I watched a mother and child from the window of my classroom, ignoring the teacher and Tamaki's pestering.
*I can't believe it... she was just a student here, and I started to fall for her... and now, I'm planning to*
My thoughs were cut off as a found myself being carried away from my desk by Mori-senpai, the rest of the host club trailing him; rather a shick, Haruhi running after Mori as well.
"Okay, Kyoya, talk!" Tamaki announced, having watched Mori sit me down on the lounge of the club room.
"I told you guys yesterday; I have something to announce at lunchtime. Not in the middle of the first lesson." I fixe my glasses, staring Tamaki down.
"You shouldn't have expected us to wait that long to begin with, anyway. Now," Hikaru waggled his finger at me.
"Are you going to tell us what you were going to announce or not?" Kaoru mimicked his twin.
*I really hope that they won't turn out into these two. Oh, God forbit.*
I sighed, reaching into my blaz
Shatterful life (36)"Kyoya, you're sure you want to come along with me?" I asked him, treasuring the warmth of his hand in mine.Shatterful life (36) by Bellastar4n6
"If I wasn't sure, would I be here?" He asked, smirking at me.
Too nervous to argue, I entered the room, staring at the bed with apprehension.
"It'll be fine." He kissed the top of my head, and I smiled.
"Now then, you must be my four o'clock. A Miss Kyokori, correct?" A tall doctor with a clear Russian accent looked over his clipboard to me, dark blue eyes watching me shrink away from him. "I'm Dr Kabonski."
"It's okay, Nikyo, he's not going to hurt you." Kyoya grit his teeth. "Although, you're nails are digging into my spine."
"Sorry." I murmured, not letting go of him, but loosening my hold.
"So young? And are you the father?" He began setting up what he needed, placing a stool so I could reach the bed.
"No, I'm just her boyfriend." Kyoya's voice echoed in my head. "Come on, you have to go up here now."
Kyoya helped me up, and I watched the screen set up, clenching Kyoya's ha
Shatterful life (35)Are you listening?" I woke from my daydream, panicking as I realised my train of thought.Shatterful life (35) by Bellastar4n6
"Ah, yes, Mori-sensei. You were saying about... the, um..." I tried to think of what he was talking about.
"World War two." He stated, showing my textbook.
"Ah, I can't concentrate." I ran my hands through my hair. "Where's Honey-senpai?"
"He went to get some snacks." Mori put the textbook down and folded his hands under his chin.
"What's wrong, Mori-sensei? Worried about the date?" I grinned at him, watching him blush.
"I wanted to know... if you... had... any..." Mori forced out the words. "Advice?"
*How cute! He's so nervous, it's almost like he's... hang on. JUST WAIT A MINUTE! WHAT THE HELL?!*
"Mori-sensei... have you been on a date before?" I asked, watching him glance sideways.
"... No." He murmured, refusing to look at me.
"Well then, I'll help you out, seeing as how you're already helping me, and you have no experience with women at all." Each word was salt onto a fresh wound. "To
Shatterful life (34)I moved back and hid my mouth in my knees, grinning stupidly. "What was that?"Shatterful life (34) by Bellastar4n6
"You know, I will have to get you back for that... but I can hear a loud noise approaching." He cleared his throat and sat down on a chair, just as the rest of the Host club burst back into the door, each holding a vast array of food.
"Picnic time!" I chanted, surprising everyone.
"Nikyo, you're not allowed to go ou-" Tamaki began.
"I know. That's why we're having a picnic in here." I grinned and began to set out the food.
All in all, I almost didn't mind not getting to go outside, considering the fun we had.
"Hey Honey-senpai, Mori-senpai. I'm learning math now, right?" I looked up at the two teens walking into my door, still in their school uniform.
"Yep! Takashi wanted to come with me, but I'm going to do the teaching." Honey grinned.
"All right then, sensei, teach me all you know." I smiled at him, missing the way both of them hesitated, before walking over to my bed.
"Now, I asked your t
Russia X Daughter!Reader Prt. 3 (FINAL)Creator-Lynn
Russia X Daughter!Reader
Part three (FINAL)
"Holy McDonald's...." Alfred said as he looked at the paper. He was looking at a DNA report, shocked at what he was seeing.
He had to let Ivan know. He had to.
Nearly two months previously, Alfred had been talking to Arthur, telling him (Name)'s weird habits and her obsession with Russia ever since they had the world meeting there. The British man suggested a DNA test to see if they were relatives, perhaps. Of course, not directly if they even were. If not, she was just a peculiar teenager with strange habits and a obsession for culture.
But now that Alfred held the results in his fingers, he didn't know what to think. Who knew that he'd let Ivan's daughter into his house?
With the spring season nearing, Ivan was happy. He started giving his sunflower garden a little bit of attention as the snow melted outside of the large estate he lived at. He en
Russia X Daughter!Reader Prt.2Creator-Lynn
Russia X Daughter!Reader
"Hey (Name)! Do you want to go to a meeting with us?" Alfred asked the young female, who had been staying with the two nations for nearly a month now.
Not only had they told her about being nations, but they took her to meetings. She was harmless, nothing to worry about. Both Canada and America felt bad for her. But the brothers were starting to notice things about (Name).
(Name) was as happy as she could be. She wasn't hungry, she wasn't cold, and she had a comfortable place to sleep. Her hair now held a healthy shine, and her teeth no longer yellowed.
Those weren't the strangely familiar things about her that Alfred and Matthew noticed.
She loved flowers. All flowers, but she loved sunflowers the most. Alfred never thought much of the flower loving. Girls liked flowers, right? But it wasn't the fact that she loved sunflowers that creeped both of the nations out.
Russia X Daughter!Reader Prt. 1Creator-Lynn
Russia X Daughter!Reader
If its possible to have a child without knowledge of their existence, would the introduction of such a child be a bad thing? Many fathers, who do not know they are, fear meeting any child that they themselves didn't know about or bother to acknowledge. Some in the other hand, completely take the child into their lives, wether or not they love the mother of the child.
Every man is different, and it depends on his attitude towards the matter. One man that was hard to read on the issue, Ivan Braginski, who later discovered his own daughter living in poverty.
His emotions could not be read when he faced her, and knew she was his own.
(Name) walked down the cold street. She hugged herself tightly with her tattered throw blanket, the wind whipping her matted hair in all directions. The snow didn't care if it made her face cold and wet, they simply directed themselves towards her. She licked her teeth, fee