VampireKissCrimson

What if Russia and China switched ages? How would their relationship grow?   Rated K right now, but later chapter will be quite...risque :P Comment please! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The bottle of vodka in his hand was broken. Usually, he could rely on the vodka to abate the soreness of his soul, but at the moment it proved to be useless. The air was balmy, at points stifling, as the sun's rays continued to relentlessly attack the earth beneath it. Russia appreciated the warmth, but it did little to remove the pervasive iciness

She could feel her heart beating rapidly. The scene before her played in frames, as though pictures were being flashed before her eyes. It was happiness. Child-like, innocent, everything was filled with a carefree air. Walking through the park. Smiling at the songs of the jubilant birds. Stepping through the thick underbrush of the grasslands. The sight, seemingly so normal at the time, were the precious memories that were forever lost. Quietly, the glances of a past of perfection flashed through her vision. A little blonde girl with blue eyes, red lips turned at the corners with a smile. They were only memories. All lost when the cloud of re

The cruel dawn breaks the horizon of pain The illumination of the night past The rigid silence of my heart is slain For the tears break the boundary at last Whispering softly, sweetly in my ear It brings about more unbearable sounds My soul is ridden with your darkest fear The stifling atmosphere always surrounds Hear the nightingale sing within the night Her pure voice tainted by vile passion Her wings never open, not to take flight The moon's light makes her pale feathers ashen I look to her in guidance, for I fall In my pain, her voice shadows, and I crawl