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They ate their meals and (Name) held onto Jet’s hand as she realized they were over the ocean. It freaked her out still. Jet knew this so he made sure she was okay. He pecked her cheek.

“You’re going to love the house; the pictures don’t do it justice.” He assured her, “I saw it and just knew that it was perfect and I was so happy you agreed, I even had one of my friends do a walk through to be sure everything works.”

“Would have been nice if we could have done that ourselves…but we were living in the wrong hemisphere, not just the wrong country.” (Name) softly laughed, “I’m excited about moving here with you…but I’m still nervous about starting over.”

“I know, (Name), but I’ll be with you every step of the way.” He assured her, “If you don’t understand something or need help with anything just let me know.”

“At least I don’t have to learn a new language.” She laughed and smiled at him.

She would never not be nervous about this whole moving across the world to start a new married life, but she knew that with Jet by her side she could handle it. She leaned in and pecked his cheek. She looked at their entwined hands and leaned over nuzzling his shoulder.

“I love you Jet, and I may be nervous, but I’m also excited.” She said.

“Good.” He said and kissed her temple, “I wouldn’t want to just whisk you away completely against your will.”

“No only minorly against my will right?” She teased, “Just against my will enough to be like a taboo running away together plot.”

He laughed, “You’re such a dork.” He said and pecked her nose.

“But I’m your dork.” She said with a smile.

“You got that right.” He said and captured her lips again.

It was moments like this that reminded (Name) of one of the reasons she had fallen in love with him. He got her sense of humor and would even participate sometimes. She made him laugh and he made her laugh and that made up for any nerves either would ever feel. She felt most of her nerves melted away when he kissed her.

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The flight was nearing its end and (Name) was taking a deep breath as she put away all her carry on stuff into her handbag. Jet was holding her hand and rubbing the top with his thumb as they began their descent. She squeaked and hid her head in his shoulder, take off and touch down were two parts of flight she doubted she would ever get used to. Thankfully Jet realized this and held her hand tightly and murmured soothing words into her ear. When they finally touched down (Name) released the breath she was holding in as they began to taxi.

“Welcome to Australia.” Jet murmured and kissed her ear playfully.

When they were finally let off the plane Jet led (Name) to baggage claim. He smiled as they walked holding her hand tightly. His joy at being home with her was through the roof and his joy really did rub off on (Name). He carried their bags out to where he had rented a car.

“I’ll be buying a car soon, love.” He said with a smile, “Don’t worry, but you need to test drive so I rented one for a week so that I had time to get my own and we can still get around.”

“You always think of everything.” She giggled softly.

“You’re just now realizing that?” he laughed as she punched his shoulder playfully, “So are you excited?”

“Now that we’re here, yeah.” She said smiling happily.

“Good, now get in the car, let’s go.” He said with a smile making her laugh.

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They pulled up in front of a one story home painted white with yellow trim, making (Name) smile, she had told him that she had always imagined a house like this. He turned the rental car off and got out before hurrying to open (Name’s) car door for her and lift her up into his arms. She squealed a laugh.

“What are you doing?” she giggled.

“I figured I would carry you over the threshold.” He laughed and kissed her jawbone playfully.

He did just that carried her through the front door and into their home, plopping her onto a couch. He had told her ahead of time he had asked some of his oldest friends to help move the furniture in. It wasn’t where the couple would want it, but it was at least in the house. She giggled and he hurried to get the stuff out of the car before coming back in and smiling at her.

“Welcome home, my quokka.” He murmured smiling at her as she sat up and looked at him.

“I’m so happy.” She murmured with her own smile.

He lifted her up into his arms and held her close. He kissed her cheek and then kissed all over her face making her squeal and giggle. He smiled and nuzzled her. She looked up at him and kissed his lips.

“Jet, I am so happy I married you.” She said softly.

“I’m happy you married me too.” He laughed softly and pecked her lips.

He walked her through the house still holding her when they reached the master bedroom, where there was already a bed with a mattress on it (Name) noticed his eyes get an all too familiar glint to them.

“We can always unpack later~” she purred.

“You took the words right out of my mouth.” He purred back and lay her on the bed and crawled on top of her, “I love you.” He murmured.

“Prove it~” she teased and kissed him.

He kissed back holding her waist gently, she was the only woman in the world he could ever imagine being with. He kissed her with all the love and passion he held for her. She returned it whole heartedly. She knew that as long as she had him she would be able to weather anything.
The Transplant Ch. 2
So they have arrived at their new home, how will things go in their lives now? So what do you all think? Please let me know. 

I do not own Hetalia, Australia, or You.
I do own the story concept and ideas.
I walked into school the next day trying to ignore the stares and whispers, he had kissed me without permission, I was in the clear, but that didn’t mean people weren’t still whispering about me. I held my breath as I entered my Chemistry class. I knew I would have to sit my Alfred and I didn’t want to have to face him again so soon. I saw Vash enter and he gave me a nod, I was sure he had heard about what had happened, I wondered if he approved, I think he did, he acknowledged me so that was a good sign. I smiled softly to myself but stiffened as Alfred walked in. He sat beside me and looked at me.

“Hey baby.” He said, “I’m sorry about Saturday, I thought you would like that.”

“Where on Earth would you get that idea?” I growled back.

“With the way you’re always playing hard to get, I just guessed you would like a more forward approach.” He said.

“Well you were wrong…and I’m still not interested in you…god dammit why do I even engage you in conversation!” I grumbled and tried to ignore him.

He just chuckled and said, “You know you love it when I give you attention~”

I growled under my breath and tried to focus on the book I had brought with me. Hopefully this day wouldn’t be too difficult.

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I met up with Allan under the stairs during free period and sighed leaning into him. My first few classes has been hellish, people whispering about me, what I had done had been spread through the entire school. While some people agreed with my actions and others seemed to get why, the majority still thought I had overreacted. I’m sure my ruby eyed secret love had heard everything as well, since he spent the first ten minutes we had together just petting my hair without saying a word, just embracing me. He then gently kissed me.

“Allan…I’m so freaked out…I hate having everyone’s judging eyes on me…” I murmured and nuzzled him, “I just want to scream…”

“I’m sorry doll, I wish I could do something to help.” He said.

“Just being here for me helps…” I said and kissed his cheek, “I just…I’m so tired of this BS…why can’t he just get that I have no interest in him?”

“Because he’s a brat that has been handed everything else at this school.” Allan said, “I know our nation has been through a hell of a lot in the years we have been alive…but that doesn’t
give him the excuse to act the way he does.”

I nodded and relaxed in his hold, “I just wanted to avoid any drama though these few years then get back to my nation to continue my duties.” I said softly.

“I know.” He said and kissed my temple.

I just kissed him wrapping my arms around his neck and pulled him close lovingly, I just wanted to feel good and close to him. He kissed back a slight smirk to his lips, I could feel it but I didn’t mind. He set his hands on my waist and pulled me close. He wrapped his arms around me and I pressed myself flush against him. I let out a soft sound of pleasure as he deepened our kiss. I felt my worries all melt away from his lips embrace. Our mouths only parted momentarily before we were kissing again. I dug my fingers into his hair and tried to press myself as close as possible. He switched out position so my back was to the wall and I gasped allowing him entrance into my mouth, it was amazing. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and searched it twining our tongues together.

I let out a soft whimper of pleasure as he broke our kiss and kissed along my jaw. I bit my lip and murmured his name before he started to nibble just below my ear lobe. I gasped and gripped his toned shoulders. We had made out before but nothing this heated. I didn’t want it to end, but sadly it had to. He pulled away and smirked at me. He pecked my lips sweetly.

“You’re so sexy~” he purred.

“You’re one to talk~” I giggled.

“Maybe we could get together later and pick up where we left off?” he suggested running his fingers along my arm.

“I would like that, maybe you could pick me up around eight to go and see a movie?” I said smirking.

“The drive-in?” he purred.

“Maybe something we’ve both seen before?” I said, “So we don’t even have to pay attention…or turn the speakers up enough to hear it~”

“Mmm, I like that idea~” he said, “I’ll be sure to check into what’s playing and send you a text later.”

“Sounds good to me.” I purred.

“I’ll only go as far as you let me.” He assured me and pecked my lips.

“I know.” I said, “You didn’t hear me really protesting, did you?”

“Only because we have limited time.” He laughed.

“Hey at a movie, we’ll have two hours.” I said, “I’m sure we won’t be too pressed for time.”

“Good.” He said and pecked my lips before I had to sneak away once more.

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The rest of the day was a bit easier to take with the promise of a wonderful date with my true man after school. We had chosen a movie that we had seen dozens of times even though it wasn’t the most interesting, that slight boringness would come in handy since we were only using this as a ruse to make out for a few hours. I doubted it would go any farther than that, but part of me still fantasized that it just might. I was walking home when Allan sped past honking at me as usual making me giggle a bit to myself. He was such a dork. I hummed a song to myself as I walked. Alfred jogged up behind me and grabbed my wrist.

“Hey, I was wondering if you were free later.” He said with a cocky grin.

“No, I have an appointment with my OBGYN.” I said smoothly.

“Okay woman’s issues don’t need to go into detail,” he said freaked a bit, “But keep your weekend open, I wanna show you a good time.” He ran off.

“I’d rather pull my teeth out with a wrench.” I grumbled.

Why did he always have to sour my mood? I managed to get my happiness back by planning what I would wear in my head. I wanted to wear something nice and pretty, but a little sexy just to tease Allan a bit, I might even wear some cute undies too, I doubted that he would even get to see them this time, but still, I wanted to be prepared for anything. I had a pep in my step once more imagining what would be waiting for me that evening. My day may have been tough but I managed to get the letter to Oliver in English and I had an amazing date waiting for me this evening. I was practically skipping by the time I got home.

I hurried back to my room and went through my clothes looking for the perfect outfit, I was reminded of our first date, but this time I knew it was for real. I smiled as I blasted some music from my phone and planned out what I would wear. I was sure he would like it. I decided to catch up on some TV before getting dressed a grin on my face.

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I was waiting in the same place that he had picked me up the first time, I was wearing a black buttoned up blouse with a silver lacy camisole under it just barely peeking out the top of the buttons and a pair of bubble-gum pink denim shorts with my usual black converse though they had silver and pink laces in them. I had done some simple make-up to match while I waited for him. I smiled to myself, he always said he liked my legs, I’m sure he would love them in these shorts. He pulled up and I hopped into the car kissing him as I shut the door.

“Hello baby~” he purred when he got a good look at me, “Damn you look good tonight.”

“Thanks~” I said and crossed my legs cutely, “I wanted to dress to impress~.”

“You always do doll face.” He said and pecked my cheek, “I can’t wait to get there.”

I giggled, “Don’t rush though, I’m worth waiting for.” I said in a saucy tone, I don’t know how being around him brought out my flirtatious side but he always managed it and I liked it.

“Damn right you are.” He declared and drove off having a hard time keeping both eyes on the road, thankfully he had enough common sense to get us there safely.
Secret Lovers part 14
Yes there is a hot lime-y make-out session coming. ;) Hopefully this chap was worth the wait and whets your appetite for the next chapter. :) Please let me know what you think of this chapter and the story as a whole. 

I do not own Hetalia, America, 2PAmerica, 2PEngland, or You
I do own the story, concept, and ideas

“Y-You know nothing…” she stammered out.

“I think I do.” He said, “I’ve seen the way you act when they want you to do anything regarding their models. And you look malnourished.”

“I’m fine.” She said, “I have no idea what you mean by any of that Mr. Spain.”

The Spaniard sighed, so she wanted to do this the hard way, “Look, I’m not going to tell you how to live your life, I’m only going to tell you that this isn’t healthy (Name).” he told her, “If they knew something was wrong they would be worried sick.”

“Nothing is wrong!” The maidservant exclaimed all too defensively.

“You may be able to convince them of that, but not me.” Spain said his green eyes serious.

She looked down, unable to say anything more. He knew, how could he know, she had been so careful. She had hidden her feelings and extreme dieting perfectly, or so she thought. She turned away from the tanned man, he was never cruel or unkind to her and he wasn’t really being that way now, but she just couldn’t look at him, she did not want to face her truth. She was already having enough trouble in her own mind. Spain gently took hold of her hand and rubbed it.

“I know you think this will work best, but you’re wrong.” He said, “You’re not too big for them…Italian’s like women who aren’t rail thin.”

“Then why do they hire models of that size?” (Name) asked looking at him with large tear filled (e/c) orbs.

Spain sighed and shook his head admitting he didn’t know. He still told her that she needed to be healthy and starving herself was not healthy. (Name) stared up at him, she knew it wasn’t healthy but she was losing weight so well. Spain sighed and gently stroked her cheek and murmured that if she wanted to lose weight there were better ways.

“But none quick enough to make them happy…” (Name) said and stood up, “I’ll try and consider what you said…but I don’t know…just please don’t tell them what I’ve been doing…”

“I promise…but if you pass out again or I find out that you’ve kept this up…I will.” He warned, “I’m giving you a chance to change this so you can be healthy. They do care about you.”

(Name) shook her head…she didn’t know what to believe. (Name) took a deep breath and sighed it out. She looked out the window and saw her Master’s pull up and she shot up from where she had sat. She apologized to Spain and hurried to greet them, hiding her worries perfectly. Spain watched her go with an unusually downtrodden face. He hated to see someone so kind so miserable he would try and pound it into the two Italian’s heads that something was wrong. He wouldn’t tell them what he knew just yet, he wanted to give them all the chance to get to the right place on their own.

Italy and Romano were pleased as always to see their young maidservant. She politely greeted them and said their dessert would be ready soon and that Mister Spain had arrived early. They nodded and headed into their sitting room. (Name) hurried into the kitchen to decorate their cake quickly but nicely. She was nervous that Spain would break his promise and tell them what was going on with her. He’d never lied before but she was still so nervous that this time he would. She shook her head, she should focus on this cake for her Masters, that’s what mattered.

She made it look as pretty as ever and smiled, even worried she was able to decorate a cake better than anything you could find in a store. She scolded herself for her pride and set her decorating tools to the side. She brought out the wine tray and offered it to her Masters and their guest who all took a glass, which she poured. She smiled and curtsied.

“What time would my Masters and their guest like their dessert?” she asked in a formal voice.

“In about ten minutes, (Name).” Romano said with one of his rare smiles.

Italy smiled as well and she exited the room. She loved seeing them smile, it was all she needed to be happy. She smiled and went to cut the cake into proper pieces. She watched the time and took a sip of water. When the time was right she gathered the cake slices onto plates and onto a tray and carried it out to the trio waiting for her. She handed them out and smiled.
“Do you require anything else of me Masters?” she asked politely.

“Si.” Italy said with one of his sweet smiles, “Please join us, you deserve to have a nice slice of cake as well after working so hard.”

(Name’s) eyes widened, eat a confection? She had been resisting for so long. She took in a shaking breath and nodded before going to get a slice for herself. She walked back out and sat down, she knew the cake would be good, she could bake well, but she worried for her diet. She took a deep breath and took a bite as her Masters and Spain talked. The sugar in the cake tasted sour to her.

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Later that evening one of the Italian brothers was walking through his home to find (Name), something Spain had insinuated earlier about (Name), his (Name)…the one he secretly loved, and he had to be sure that she was okay. He walked to her room and knocked on the door, and when she didn’t answer he let himself inside to be sure that she was okay. He would never have believed in a million years what he would find in there…
Bound Servitude: Italians: Part Six
Alright, so this is the final chapter part, and the next two parts will be Italy and Romano's respective endings, hence the very open ending to this chapter. Please be patient for them and I hope you enjoyed this story. After this it will be the Baltic Trio. :D Who I am very excited to do because they need more love. :D

Please Comment.

I do not own Hetalia, Italy, Spain, Romano, or You.
I do own the story concept and ideas.
The intercom went off, “Now boarding flight 401 to Sydney.” And (Name) stiffened, she had lived in (home country) all of her life and in the same city for most of it, and now she was going to be moving halfway across the world. Needless to say she was nervous. She looked at the man who sat beside her he had a bright grin on his face. His hair was wild and unkempt and he had on a winter coat. But beneath it (Name) knew that he had on a light T-shirt and would be changing into shorts mid-flight. She had on a long skirt and wool tights which mid-flight she would be removing so when they landed they wouldn’t be sweltering. That was going to be a big change for her; she had been from the northern hemisphere so to be wearing a full summer outfit in mid-December was really weird. But for Jett she would do it.

Jett Kirkland was her husband they had been married for about three months and that three months after their honeymoon had been spent packing everything and shipping it off to his home country and getting ready to move there. He was going home and she was leaving the only home she’d ever known. It wasn’t much of a home, she hardly had any ties that held her, just sentimentality. So it really wasn’t much to leave behind, just her whole life. She knew that she would have an accent and that there would be some cultural differences, but she knew that with Jett by her side she could handle it. He held her hand tightly.

“Are you ready, my love?” he asked with another one of his signature grins.

(Name) blushed, him saying those two words in his delectable accent was almost too much for her to handle. It wasn’t just his accent and the fact that he was hotter than his home country mid-summer that made her fall in love with him, they were just bonuses and benefits of it. She smiled and nodded, she was nervous and he knew that. He wanted to be sure that she was happy in her new home. They got up and he picked up both of their carry-on bags.

“Your iPod is fully charged and you have plenty to read right?” he asked with a grin, “For when you’re not unconscious on my shoulder…drooling all over my T-shirt.”

She punched his arm, “Jerk.” She teased and he just stuck his tongue out.

She checked her purse and pulled out their tickets as they lined up. She bit her lip but steeled herself, they were doing this and she could handle it. They turned their tickets in and got onto the plane she had never flown overseas before…in fact she had only ever flown once before with Jett on their honeymoon. He’d flown overseas many times in his life so he wasn’t scared. He knew that (Name) was though, so he was being very conscientious of how his new bride was feeling. They found their seats and he put their carry-on bags in the overhead compartment as she sat down.  He had gotten first class seats so she could relax easier. Jett sat beside her and held her hand.
“Ready to go?” he asked softly.

“I don’t know.” She murmured honestly, “Still nervous…but I’m okay…I can do this.”

“You know I can handle it if you need to squeeze my hand tight.” Jett said and kissed her temple.

(Name) smiled and moved a lock of light brown hair out of his face, “I know.” She said and leaned in pecking his lips, “I’m excited to be starting a life with you, though, I love you.”

“I love you too, my Quokka.” He said softly and pecked her nose making her blush and smile, “There’s that smile.”

“You always make me smile.” She said blushing a little.

“And I hope I always do.” He said and nuzzled her nose.

“Stay as sweet as you are right now, and you have my word you will.” She said and pecked his lips.

An older couple was passing by them at that moment and smiled at the pair of obvious newlyweds making (Name) blush. Old couples always did that, seeing young couples, it wasn’t that (Name) was embarrassed; it was just that she was shy. She hid her face in Jett’s shoulder and he chuckled and kissed her head.

“My old friends are excited to meet you.” He said with a smile when she’d recovered from her shy moment.

“I’m looking forward to meeting them too.” She said with a smile, “I’m looking forward to a clean slate in a new place too.”

He smiled and pecked her nose. They buckled up and she gripped his hand as they began to taxi down the runway. It was time. She looked at Jett who gave her a comforting smile she nodded that she could handle it. Though when they began to ascend her breath hitched a bit and she gripped his hand tightly. He held back and nuzzled her. Once they were in the air she was okay but that moment of take-off terrified her.

“You okay?” he asked.

She nodded and smiled tiredly as the true flight began, “Yeah…I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that…” she said.

“Well, we’re on our way.” He said, “This will be a long flight, relax, after this you’ll be able to handle any plane ride.”

She giggled, “I’ll just have to take your word on that.” She teased and poked his nose.

He grinned and put his arms around her shoulder pulling her close, she nuzzled him. She was nervous as could be about this but she knew with her husband by her side she could handle this. She smiled sweetly at him and pecked his jaw before closing her eyes, might as well nap when she could.

--- -- ---

(Name) woke up a few hours later with Jett shaking her, she gave him a soft glare for waking her, “Come on, (Name) they’ll be serving dinner soon, so we should change into our summer clothes now.” He said, “They have blankets if we get chilled…want to do it before everyone else smart enough to know to do this thinks to.” He whispered.

She nodded and he stood up letting her take her coat off and walk down to the bathroom. She needed to pee as well. She stripped her wool tights off after and then headed back to her seat, now in a comfortably cool summer outfit. After she sat back down Jett went and changed while she stole a sip of his soda to wake herself up. She looked around, most people were sleeping peacefully except for a businessman tapping away on his lap top and a woman doing needle-point, how she managed to get that onto the plane (Name) had no idea. She sat back in her seat and took a deep breath, so far being up here so high in the sky wasn’t bothering her, but that was probably because she had been unconscious through most of it.

Jett came back in a pair of shorts and his T-shirt and sat beside her pecking her cheek, “How are you holding up?” he asked.

“I’m trying to forget where I am.” She laughed softly, “Not letting it freak me out too much.”

“What did I tell you?” he asked with a cheeky grin, “If you just relax you’ll do fine.”

“I don’t need your attitude.” She teased right back and pecked his cheek, “I’m just trying to keep myself calm.”

“I know babe.” He said, “And you’re doing a good job.”

“I’ve been unconscious this entire time.” She laughed.

“Well, if you remember when we got on the plane for our honeymoon you couldn’t relax enough to fall asleep.” He reminded her.

She remembered quite well as her reddening cheeks told him. She had been so scared she had nearly crushed his hand as they took off and landed and any time they hit turbulence she whimpered and gripped his fingers even tighter. He hadn’t teased her until after and had been a good source of support for her. He kissed her temple sweetly and told her everything would be alright whenever she needed to hear it. (Name) would forever be grateful for her new husband, he was such a wonderfully sweet man.

“So, you think you’ll like it back home?” he asked her.

He’d asked her this many times, she hadn’t taken too much convincing to agree to moving, but in many ways he worried he was making her do something she didn’t want to do. He would hate it if he had done that. She smiled at him.

“With you by my side I can handle anything, and besides, it’s too late now for second guessing.” She said with a reassuring smile.

“True.” He said, “But still, this is going to be a big change for you.”

“Yeah…it’s the dead of December and I’m in a summer skirt and tank top.” She said, “I can already feel the changes.”

He laughed, “Now you know how I felt when I moved to (country).” He said, “I was so confused as to why I couldn’t wear my thongs and board shorts out on New Year’s Eve…I had to wear a scarf and a coat!”

(Name) giggled, she supposed she would never get used to the slang term for flip-flops he used. She would always giggle and he would blush. She would have to save those giggles only for him though, didn’t want to offend anyone or put a target on her head as a foreigner…any more than her accent would. She had fallen for his accent and he for hers in many ways. He said he heard it every day when he lived there in her home country but there was just something about the way she used it. She supposed she would feel the same when they touched down…a sea of Australian accent but only one Jett accent. She smiled and pecked his lips.

“I love you Jett, and I am really happy to be moving with you.” She told him, “I really am. What better way to start off my married life then by giving myself a new background to live it in…and having a guide in my husband…well, all the better. I know I won’t get the run-around by anyone because I’ll have you by my side.”

He grinned brightly and leaned in capturing her lips all he could think was of how much he loved her.
The Transplant
Here it is my first attempt at an Australia story. I went with the name Jett bc it was the one I liked best of the options, idk how popular it is. But anyway, let me know what you think. I will be using Fahrenheit when temperatures are mentioned later on because I'm an American so it's easier for me but I will in parenthesis put Celsius for everyone else. :) Or maybe I'll reverse that and do Celsius regular and Fahrenheit in parenthesis, either way both will be included. And for this I'm not specifying a country, only that they are above the equator so the change is even more drastic on our reader. :D I'm sorry if you read my stuff are are below the equator...please pretend for me. :iconsweatdropplz:

Thank you all so much for reading, please comment what you think. :D I love you all. 

I do not own Hetalia, Australia or You. 
I do own the story, concept and ideas
I had a great time with Allan at his idea of a party for me. He was so sweet and I found out that the 2P’s really aren’t that scary. They were different and had short fuses, but they had senses of humor about themselves and their nations, something that I really appreciated. I stuck by either Allan or Ere, she was really cool. I felt lucky to have met her. I didn’t know if we would hang out much since school took up most of our lives and we went to different ones, but we exchanged email addresses and phone numbers to try and keep in contact.

So sitting outside of my house in Allan’s car I smiled at him and thanked him for a great time, “You’re so much nicer than everyone else I’ve met.” I told him and nuzzled his shoulder, “I would invite you in…but...I’m still nervous we might be seen since I’m sure Lizzie and Bella will be looking for me soon.”

“Next time, when you have a weekend free of them, then.” Allan said.

“Well, the baseball team and cheer leaders are going off to the game the next town over next Friday, so I should be able to have you over Saturday night, we can watch movies and just hang out.” I suggested.

“And maybe more~” he said and ran his hand along my leg playfully.

I squealed and shoved his arm, “Jerk.”

Allan chuckled and leaned in kissing my cheek, “Only if you want.” He said.

“I don’t think I’m ready for that.” I said, “But I do want to spend time with you.”

“We can definitely do that.” He said and leaned in pecking my lips, “Now get in there babe, you wanna rest up…you’re going to be accosted tomorrow as to why you left early.”

“And I’m going to be honest, I didn’t want to be there, it wasn’t really a party for me.” I said.

“And they won’t listen.” He added.

“Then they’ll bring up Alfred and why I slapped him.”

“And you’ll tell them it was sexual harassment if not assault…”

“Because it was unsolicited.”

“And they won’t listen.”

“So I’ll end up just sitting there, sighing and rolling my eyes.”

“And wishing I was there to make you feel better.”

“So after they quit I’ll call you and you’ll make me smile.”

“You got it babe.” He said and pecked my nose.

“Thanks Al, you really do get me.” I said and pecked his lips and got out of the car, “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Not if I don’t call you first.” He teased and I blew him a kiss before shutting the door with a smile on my face.

I watched him drive off before heading inside. I felt so lucky to have a guy like him, he really did understand me. I smiled and set my bag of actual gifts down. One was still unopened it was a large manila folder from Oliver. I had an idea what it was and I had no idea if I was ready for it. I decided I would open it the next morning. But what if Lizzie and Bella showed up first thing? I needed to do it now. I went to the kitchen and brewed a cup of tea to sip as I read.

I stirred the sugar into my tea and sat at my kitchen table the still unopened manila folder so with shaking hands I picked it up. I opened it and slid the pages out, it was all the information I needed on Victoria. We really did look shockingly alike. I read up on why she was put there, she wasn’t even a really bad kid, sure she had gotten into some fights but mainly to defend herself because of the scar on her neck…the one that matched mine. I decided I would write her a letter and see if she responded. She had (another h/c) hair and eyes the same shade as mine…well, maybe a little darker and she had streaked her hair with vivid neon (color). She was obviously rebellious but only for some kind of attention…like most 2P’s. I grabbed some note-book paper and began to write.

Dear Victoria,

You don’t know me and I only know of you. My name is (Full Name) and I am your doppelganger of sorts. I’ve enclosed a picture so you know I’m not bull shitting you. I could go into detail as to why I know of you in this letter but I will say this I know you are much older than the 18 you look (or feel that way anyway), because I am too. And before you think I’m lying again, I don’t lie. Also, yes your parents know who I am, I have met them to express what we are and who we are and if they believed me they didn’t care enough about it to pull you out of that school and let you become who you really are. I don’t want to put that in this letter because it sounds a bit too crazy, but all I ask is for you to go into the library and do a bit of research on the history of (Nation Name). That’s where we are from.

And when I say we are very identical save for hair color I mean it literally…I have that scar too, you know the one I mean.

Please Reply,

-(Full Name)

P.S. This was the only thing I could think to do, for six years myself and another have been trying to convince your parents to listen to us and let you and I meet, but they would not listen, now that you are 18 I can contact you and you can choose to ignore me or listen. You could say we are sisters.

I sighed, I doubt this would work, but it was the only thing I could think of, there was no phone number and calling or emailing wouldn’t work because phone calls are most likely screened and you can fake any picture on the computer and when it came to polaroid photos those were harder. I got my camera and cleaned the makeup off of my scar and took a snapshot. I prayed this would work.

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At 11 AM the next day I was jolted awake from a very pleasant dream by someone knocking on my door. I groaned, I knew who it was. I got up and rubbed my eyes. I walked into my living room and stashed away the info on my 2P and went to the door. Peeking out confirmed it all, it was Lizzie and Bella. I opened the door and steeled myself.

“Where did you disappear to last night?!” Bella demanded.

“Here,” I said simply, “I came home.”

“Why, did you not like your party?” Lizzie exclaimed.

“My party? I want you to think who besides you and maybe like one or two other people were there just for me and not just some random party to drink and hook up at?” I asked not in the mood to play nice, “I didn’t want a beach party, I told you as much beforehand, if I were to have a birthday party I would rather on my birthday I be the one who is the center of the party’s attention.”

They were stunned, “Everybody likes beach parties…” Bella began.

“I do too, when they’re not masquerading as anything but that.” I said.

“We wanted to show you a fun time.” Lizzie said.

“You failed.” I said, “No one was there for me.”

“Alfred was!” Bella said.

“Don’t even bring that person up!” I said and set my hands on my hips, “And don’t you even defend him for what he did! That was sexual assault!”

“What?!” They cried.

“I did not want that kiss, I did not consent to that kiss, it was unsolicited and assault!” I said my eyes blazing.

They just stared at me, “But he likes you…” they began.

“I don’t care! Just because someone likes me doesn’t mean I have to let them kiss me or touch me whenever they want when I don’t want it.” I said, “No means no. And until he learns that, I won’t even give him a passing thought of anything other than a nuisance.”

They stared at me in shock, I had never been so outspoken about my feelings before, it felt good to be honest. I gave them a look to try and explain those things away.

“I’m sorry.” Lizzie said.

“Me too.” Bella agreed.

“It’s okay.” I said with a sigh, “You two are my friends and I know you want to see me happy, but maybe instead of just forcing Alfred on me, maybe tell Alfred that if he wants any girls attention…well any girl of substance he needs to get his act together.”

“We still don’t get it…” Bella said, “I would love it if someone kissed me by surprise.”

“Wait until it happens to you.” I said.

“You are so weird.” Lizzie said, “We’ll try and understand what you want better, but still, maybe he wouldn’t resort to such means if you gave him a chance.”

I opened my mouth to argue but shook my head, it would do no good, “Look let’s just drop it today, I was tired last night and wanted to come home so I did, that’s it.” I said with a soft sigh.

“Whatever you say.” They said at the same time.

“Look, we’ll talk later, we’re on our way to our last major practice before next weekend’s game.” Lizzie told him.

“Okay.” I said.

“We wish you had joined…you would love the hotel we stay in.” Bella exclaimed as they left.

Once they were out of ear shot I murmured under my breath, “I’d rather yank my teeth out with a wrench.” I shut my door and went back to my bed, I was exhausted after last night and what had just happened.

But I checked my phone and saw a message from Lili.

Lili: Hey girl, call me around 2, I should have big news then!

I grinned and sent a text back.

Me: I will. Love you girl.

I knew what she was alluding to she was taking her driver’s test today. I knew she could do it, I mean she had Vash tutoring her at home and with someone as structured as him she should have no trouble. I yawned and stretched before rolling over and drifting off back to sleep I would call her to find out and then call Allan to chat about my stresses. I was looking forward to next weekend no worrying about Alfred or his cheering squad and I could just spend time with Allan in full on relaxation. It would be wonderful.
Secret Lovers part 13
Here is the next part. What does everyone think? Are Bella and Lizzie ever going to get it? Will Afred back off? Will Victoria believe (Name) and write back? Will Lili pass her driving test? Find out the answers to all this and more on the next SOAP. 


Sorry, old TV show quote moment. It was an epic show. A sitcom mocking soap operas so...yeah...awesome. 

Anyway, let me know what you think and comment. I love comments and those that leave them. 

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I do own the story concept and ideas.
Okay so I've been plotting out a new story. It will be a bit more light hearted so far in my planning. The only question remaining is the name I should go with. In the sense as the character had no cannon I have to make a judgement call...and hope the masses are pleased. Lol.
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hi, I'm Carlette some people call me Carly but i prefer my full 1st name lest you insist. lol. anyway....I am a 20 year old sophmore in college to become a school teacher. i am obsessed with 90s cartoons and kids shows, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, and Manga. My current anime obsession is Hetalia Axis Powers.

I love to write FanFic and other things, but FanFic is what i post the most...hey that rhymes...and that just reminded me, in every FanFic the leading lady is named after my alter ego Salacia. If you ask nicely you can call me that or Sal...but call me Sally and you die.

Also something i should note, i am outspoken and opinionated but the sense that i am damn sure I'm right but know that hey i might be wrong and if be it. and if i say something to upset you...please just leave it be...there is no point in calling out that i did not cater to your personal sensitivities. Also if you do call me on it i might just insult you again...on purpose. Just kidding...or am I? I was not raised to lie or sugar coat things so i tend not to do either this is just a warning to those who want me to do those's never gonna happen. If you want me to lie, say so, don't ask and expect one. If you want my honsest opinion...just be prepared to get what you asked for.

I will also make a note on my deviant name TSsweets...that the TS stands for Tourettes Syndrome. I have this disorder and thus am a highly functioning Autistic woman. this is an area that i am opinionated in. I have"disability"...all mother i hate that word...but that does not make me less than anyone else.

Also i am a pagan and i am not ashamed of this fact. i have no problem with Christianity or most of those who believe in it but i do have an issue when a person tells me i'm going to hell or they try to convert me. I don't down talk your religion or try to push mine on you I would love it if you would extend me the same courtasy.

Well...that's about all for now...oh wait i have a small obsession with the Russian language, culture and country. And Hetalia has made this obsession worse. :iconsexyrussiaplz:

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Current Residence: Right Behind You
Favourite genre of music: ANY as long as i like it
Favourite cartoon character: Daria or Jane
Personal Quote(s): "C'est La Vie" *such is life
"Drowning is my third favorite way to die, but zhey are all good." -Creepy Susie (the Oblongs)

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LunaMoon54 Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
How have you been carlette? It's been a while since we've last talked to each other.
TSsweets Featured By Owner May 11, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Yeah it has, I'm okay, tired, but okay. 
LunaMoon54 Featured By Owner May 11, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thats good, i hope things have been good so far in your life .u.
TSsweets Featured By Owner May 15, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Things have been a bit stressful, medical issues and such, but I'm doing my best to stay positive because we are taking care of it. :)
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redarmyknife Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2015
Hey there, I don't know if you remember, but you used to read my fanfics years ago when I was known as Kawaiiredhead! I was looking at comments on my old fics, and you were one of the only people I remember out of all of the people who comments!!
I just thought I'd drop by, and say thanks again for reading my hetalia fanfics all that time ago. Hug 
TSsweets Featured By Owner May 11, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome. I'm sorry it took me so long to reply to's been a little off for me lately. :hug: I remember your fics, they were really good. :D
Mace062801 Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2015  Student Artist
Thanks for the watch~! :D
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TSsweets Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
thank you so much. :huggle:
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