'Talent Of Mine' (1/?)
anonymous
January 5 2009, 13:14:43 UTC
hahaha I love this! Wouldn't doubt it if he really does fake cry for the attention... :D -------
'Give me your money, you stupid stupid people.' Latvia thought to himself as he walked alongside Estonia and Lithuania. A smirk graced his lips as the three brothers walked down the main street, thinking about how everyone were utterly fooled by his antics. The idiotic older nations would give anything to stop him from scrunching up his face and wailing, saying something about how Estonia and Lithuania spoil him too much.
"Fuck you guys..." He chuckled under his breath. Lithuania's ears caught a strain of speech and turned towards him. "Eh? You say something, Raivis?" He asked. The younger blonde hid his smile and put back on his facade. "Eh? Oh no, Toris...I was just hoping Ivan isn't around, because you know...he's scary and all," He said in the 'oh so helpless' voice he liked to put on. Sure, it's got the other nations whispering behind his back about how wimpy of a nation he was, but it was all worth it.
"You're always afraid of him, Raivis...but I don't blame you." Nowadays Latvia grew bored of pretending to be afraid of Russia, 'he's really a big giant pussy under all that scarf,' he once said to Sealand, the only "nation" he trusted enough to tell his secret to. 'I'd tap him if it wasn't for Belarus keeping tabs on him.'
Sealand of course, thought this was the best joke ever, and demanded Latvia to continue fucking with the other nations. Which was why the blonde was off in his own little world, brainstorming with his sheer brilliance, of what he could do now. His shoulder suddenly slammed against another's, and he looked up, seeing his first target. He put on his best fake apologetic look and let tears slowly form at the corner of his eyes.
"Ah I'm sorry, Alfred, I didn't mean to..." America, one of the few who didn't talk about Latvia behind his back, but rather said it out loud, flashed a forgiving smile and bent over to pick up his books.
"It's all right, it happens." Latvia smiled to himself as he tried very hard to resist the urge to slap his nice ass.
"A..America...can you teach me how to be just like you?" He asked in a quavery voice. America blinked a few times, before a grin slid across his face.
"You mean, teach you how to be a hero?" He asked. Latvia mentally snorted inside. 'No dumbass, I want you teach me how to be a piss drunk.'
"Yes, I...I could use some pointers to defend myself against Russia." America tapped his chin thoughtfully as his eyes swept over the teenager.
"I don't know Raivis, you're a crybaby most of the time. I don't think you'll be able to handle it." Latvia scrunched up his face.
"I can! I want to be like everyone else! Cool, suave, everything!" He protested. Take my bait, you silly American. The blonde glanced over at his older brothers.
"Is it all right if you guys go on ahead? I'm just gonna give the little guy some pointers." The other Baltic nations nodded.
"Yeah it's okay, we were just taking a walk as usual." Estonia explained. Lithuania waved back as the both of them started walking away.
"Good luck, Raivis! Show us what you learned afterwards!" Latvia waved back, watching them disappear down another street before he turned to America.
"You knew the whole time, didn't you Alfred?" Latvia asked, folding his arms, the facade gone and a smirk on his face. America slowly organized his books and grinned right back.
"Of course I did. Gets old after a while."
"Naturally." Latvia shrugged. A predatory gleam ran across America's glasses as he started walking, with Latvia beside him.
"...For a long time?"
"For a long time. Glad to know you're smart enough to figure it out." America's smile grew a bit more as he shifted his books to his right arm and let his left arm snake around the younger nation's waist.
"How about we take advantage of this," his voice lowered, "in your bedroom? You turn me on with that fake crybaby crap of yours."
"Only if I get to top, and I choose who to fuck over," Latvia ordered. America let his tongue dance over his lips as he thought about it.
"You've got yourself a deal, kiddo." America said. Latvia laced his fingers with the older nation.
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'Give me your money, you stupid stupid people.' Latvia thought to himself as he walked alongside Estonia and Lithuania. A smirk graced his lips as the three brothers walked down the main street, thinking about how everyone were utterly fooled by his antics. The idiotic older nations would give anything to stop him from scrunching up his face and wailing, saying something about how Estonia and Lithuania spoil him too much.
"Fuck you guys..." He chuckled under his breath. Lithuania's ears caught a strain of speech and turned towards him.
"Eh? You say something, Raivis?" He asked. The younger blonde hid his smile and put back on his facade.
"Eh? Oh no, Toris...I was just hoping Ivan isn't around, because you know...he's scary and all," He said in the 'oh so helpless' voice he liked to put on. Sure, it's got the other nations whispering behind his back about how wimpy of a nation he was, but it was all worth it.
"You're always afraid of him, Raivis...but I don't blame you." Nowadays Latvia grew bored of pretending to be afraid of Russia, 'he's really a big giant pussy under all that scarf,' he once said to Sealand, the only "nation" he trusted enough to tell his secret to. 'I'd tap him if it wasn't for Belarus keeping tabs on him.'
Sealand of course, thought this was the best joke ever, and demanded Latvia to continue fucking with the other nations. Which was why the blonde was off in his own little world, brainstorming with his sheer brilliance, of what he could do now. His shoulder suddenly slammed against another's, and he looked up, seeing his first target. He put on his best fake apologetic look and let tears slowly form at the corner of his eyes.
"Ah I'm sorry, Alfred, I didn't mean to..." America, one of the few who didn't talk about Latvia behind his back, but rather said it out loud, flashed a forgiving smile and bent over to pick up his books.
"It's all right, it happens." Latvia smiled to himself as he tried very hard to resist the urge to slap his nice ass.
"A..America...can you teach me how to be just like you?" He asked in a quavery voice. America blinked a few times, before a grin slid across his face.
"You mean, teach you how to be a hero?" He asked. Latvia mentally snorted inside. 'No dumbass, I want you teach me how to be a piss drunk.'
"Yes, I...I could use some pointers to defend myself against Russia." America tapped his chin thoughtfully as his eyes swept over the teenager.
"I don't know Raivis, you're a crybaby most of the time. I don't think you'll be able to handle it." Latvia scrunched up his face.
"I can! I want to be like everyone else! Cool, suave, everything!" He protested. Take my bait, you silly American. The blonde glanced over at his older brothers.
"Is it all right if you guys go on ahead? I'm just gonna give the little guy some pointers." The other Baltic nations nodded.
"Yeah it's okay, we were just taking a walk as usual." Estonia explained. Lithuania waved back as the both of them started walking away.
"Good luck, Raivis! Show us what you learned afterwards!" Latvia waved back, watching them disappear down another street before he turned to America.
"You knew the whole time, didn't you Alfred?" Latvia asked, folding his arms, the facade gone and a smirk on his face. America slowly organized his books and grinned right back.
"Of course I did. Gets old after a while."
"Naturally." Latvia shrugged. A predatory gleam ran across America's glasses as he started walking, with Latvia beside him.
"...For a long time?"
"For a long time. Glad to know you're smart enough to figure it out." America's smile grew a bit more as he shifted his books to his right arm and let his left arm snake around the younger nation's waist.
"How about we take advantage of this," his voice lowered, "in your bedroom? You turn me on with that fake crybaby crap of yours."
"Only if I get to top, and I choose who to fuck over," Latvia ordered. America let his tongue dance over his lips as he thought about it.
"You've got yourself a deal, kiddo." America said. Latvia laced his fingers with the older nation.
'Baited and trapped.' Latvia thought.
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Latvia's such an asshole in this fic. It's a nice change.
Keep writing!! Thanks so much for this.
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