[Fic] Raison D'etre~Reason to Live~ (1/?)
This is my first Hetalia fanfic, so please be gentle. Loosely based on the Chobits series
Crossposted in hetalia
Title: Raison D'etre ~Reason to Live~
Author:Lauren
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Almost the entire cast. Main paring USxUK, with GreecexJapan, FrancexSeychelles, SwedenxFinland and others in later chapters
Rating: PG, P-13 maybe later
Warnings: Not many, maybe a little cursing, AU
Summary: Alfred F. Jones is trying to live a normal college life. He has a good paying job, a nice apartment (even if his baby brother is the landlord) and the best friend a guy could ask for. However his life was changed when he discovers an almost magical young man named Arthur lying unconscious in an alley.
The racket from the room next door was kept getting louder by the second. Alfred, while watching his favorite movie, kept trying to tune it out. It wasn’t everyday that he got a break from work and studying, not that he studied that often, but it was starting to get ridiculous. The noise happened occasionally but tonight he wasn’t in the mood, especially since it was past one in the morning. Finally fed up, he was about to go yell at his neighbors when someone knocked on his door. Opening it, stood Kiku, his long time best friend, holding some books. “I’m sorry, Alfred-san, but can I stay in your place for a hour…”
“GIVE THAT BACK ARU!”
“… or a few hours,” he said a blush spreading on his face.
Alfred sighed. He couldn’t deny Kiku when he needed help, especially dealing with his crazy roommates. “Sure thing Kiku, stay as long as you like,” Alfred replied, letting the Japanese man in. “Thank you, Alfred-san, you’re a life saver,” Kiku replied settling in a chair.
Alfred let out a big laugh. “But of course, I am a hero, after all!”
“Maybe I have said to much,” Kiku sighed looking around, “Um, Alfred-san, do you have food. I haven’t eaten yet and well..”
Alfred understood almost immediately. “Sure thing, Kiku,” he said going to his refrigerator. Opening it, he jumped back and nearly flipped over the table. “Alfred-san, are you alright,” Kiku claimed coming to him.
“Um…yeah, I just need to buy more food…that haven’t gone past the expiration date,” Alfred replied with a look on his face that could send the Grim Reaper running screaming like a little girl. “I think I need to go to buy food. Do you want to come,” he asked turning to Kiku.
“I will be fine here alone. As long I keep the door locked, read my books, and hope that your windows are bullet proof in case Vash comes out from the noise, then I should be content” Kiku said while opening his book.
“O…okay, then see you!” Alfred opened the door and locked it, just to duck from a flying metal object.
“Onii-san, you’re not being fair.”
“Well, it your fault! You wrote all over it!”
“It’s not my fault Shinatty-chan was made in Korea!”
“Say one more word and I’ll wok you upside your head aru!”
“It still amazes me how Kiku is still alive.” Alfred couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Then he heard gunshots and knew Vash was awake. “And that my cue to run” And he literally ran out of the building.
Alfred walked down the streets of his campus. This was one of the few times he could get peace. To other people, though, the words peace and Alfred F. Jones didn’t seem to fit in the same sentence. He knew that he was loud and energetic, but he was a hero! That’s how heroes were! However, sometimes even heroes needed a little time to themselves. Alfred usually secluded to his room, but thanks to Kiku and his roommates, it was anything but peaceful. It did, however, let Alfred see Kiku more often. They had been friends for 2 years, and this year they only had one class together, Greek Mythology. So seeing Kiku more was a plus side, the only one. Alfred sighed thinking of this, not noticing till he walked into the door of the store that he was there.
After buying soda, hamburger meat, bread and some chips for Kiku, Alfred starting on his way home. He decided to take a short cut where there were no people or lights. That way, he could watch the stars as he walked. While looking up at the sky, he saw a shooting star. “Wow, a shooting star”, Alfred gasped. He remembered making wishes on them when he was younger with his baby brother, Matthew. “Hmm…what could someone as awesome as me wish for…” he wondered “I know! I wish that something more exciting, mysterious, and awesome could happen to me.” A second later, a bright light shone not too far ahead. “What the hell” he said running ahead.
What was in front of him amazed him. The light shone onto to young man. He had blond hair, humongous eyebrows, and almost sparkled. Alfred had never seen anyone like him. The man slowly looked at him and then collapsed. When the light slowly faded, he walked to the unconscious boy. “Well, he’s not a hobo,” Alfred remarked looking at his green sweater and jeans, “and I’ve never seen him around campus before.” Alfred looked around. “Well, it’ll be no good if he stays out here and dies of cold. I’ll do the heroic thing and rescue him!”
Instead of doing what a logical person would do and take the man to the hospital, Alfred picked him up and took him home.
So, tell me what you think!
Crossposted in hetalia
Title: Raison D'etre ~Reason to Live~
Author:Lauren
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Almost the entire cast. Main paring USxUK, with GreecexJapan, FrancexSeychelles, SwedenxFinland and others in later chapters
Rating: PG, P-13 maybe later
Warnings: Not many, maybe a little cursing, AU
Summary: Alfred F. Jones is trying to live a normal college life. He has a good paying job, a nice apartment (even if his baby brother is the landlord) and the best friend a guy could ask for. However his life was changed when he discovers an almost magical young man named Arthur lying unconscious in an alley.
The racket from the room next door was kept getting louder by the second. Alfred, while watching his favorite movie, kept trying to tune it out. It wasn’t everyday that he got a break from work and studying, not that he studied that often, but it was starting to get ridiculous. The noise happened occasionally but tonight he wasn’t in the mood, especially since it was past one in the morning. Finally fed up, he was about to go yell at his neighbors when someone knocked on his door. Opening it, stood Kiku, his long time best friend, holding some books. “I’m sorry, Alfred-san, but can I stay in your place for a hour…”
“GIVE THAT BACK ARU!”
“… or a few hours,” he said a blush spreading on his face.
Alfred sighed. He couldn’t deny Kiku when he needed help, especially dealing with his crazy roommates. “Sure thing Kiku, stay as long as you like,” Alfred replied, letting the Japanese man in. “Thank you, Alfred-san, you’re a life saver,” Kiku replied settling in a chair.
Alfred let out a big laugh. “But of course, I am a hero, after all!”
“Maybe I have said to much,” Kiku sighed looking around, “Um, Alfred-san, do you have food. I haven’t eaten yet and well..”
Alfred understood almost immediately. “Sure thing, Kiku,” he said going to his refrigerator. Opening it, he jumped back and nearly flipped over the table. “Alfred-san, are you alright,” Kiku claimed coming to him.
“Um…yeah, I just need to buy more food…that haven’t gone past the expiration date,” Alfred replied with a look on his face that could send the Grim Reaper running screaming like a little girl. “I think I need to go to buy food. Do you want to come,” he asked turning to Kiku.
“I will be fine here alone. As long I keep the door locked, read my books, and hope that your windows are bullet proof in case Vash comes out from the noise, then I should be content” Kiku said while opening his book.
“O…okay, then see you!” Alfred opened the door and locked it, just to duck from a flying metal object.
“Onii-san, you’re not being fair.”
“Well, it your fault! You wrote all over it!”
“It’s not my fault Shinatty-chan was made in Korea!”
“Say one more word and I’ll wok you upside your head aru!”
“It still amazes me how Kiku is still alive.” Alfred couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Then he heard gunshots and knew Vash was awake. “And that my cue to run” And he literally ran out of the building.
Alfred walked down the streets of his campus. This was one of the few times he could get peace. To other people, though, the words peace and Alfred F. Jones didn’t seem to fit in the same sentence. He knew that he was loud and energetic, but he was a hero! That’s how heroes were! However, sometimes even heroes needed a little time to themselves. Alfred usually secluded to his room, but thanks to Kiku and his roommates, it was anything but peaceful. It did, however, let Alfred see Kiku more often. They had been friends for 2 years, and this year they only had one class together, Greek Mythology. So seeing Kiku more was a plus side, the only one. Alfred sighed thinking of this, not noticing till he walked into the door of the store that he was there.
After buying soda, hamburger meat, bread and some chips for Kiku, Alfred starting on his way home. He decided to take a short cut where there were no people or lights. That way, he could watch the stars as he walked. While looking up at the sky, he saw a shooting star. “Wow, a shooting star”, Alfred gasped. He remembered making wishes on them when he was younger with his baby brother, Matthew. “Hmm…what could someone as awesome as me wish for…” he wondered “I know! I wish that something more exciting, mysterious, and awesome could happen to me.” A second later, a bright light shone not too far ahead. “What the hell” he said running ahead.
What was in front of him amazed him. The light shone onto to young man. He had blond hair, humongous eyebrows, and almost sparkled. Alfred had never seen anyone like him. The man slowly looked at him and then collapsed. When the light slowly faded, he walked to the unconscious boy. “Well, he’s not a hobo,” Alfred remarked looking at his green sweater and jeans, “and I’ve never seen him around campus before.” Alfred looked around. “Well, it’ll be no good if he stays out here and dies of cold. I’ll do the heroic thing and rescue him!”
Instead of doing what a logical person would do and take the man to the hospital, Alfred picked him up and took him home.
So, tell me what you think!