I said I finished or finished this> \u0026lt;and after another hundred years: D aquii tah '!
Couple: BrasilxArgentina or ArgentinaxBrasil (I still Sabeer (8)), Uruguay, Chile, mentions of Bolivia, Paraguay and France (if oo I think that's all)
Notes: Angst, AU, and delusions of my mentee uu sick Note: Do not use names of nations: D. ... Follow me play? (Si-w-over)
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You know I've seen a Lot of What the world Can Do
And it's breaking my heart in two
know how it all happened. He had already declared for the police (and damn nearly killed when I hear that took the death of Luciano). Nevertheless, he remained in the futile hope that everything was a joke (How, Martin?) And Luciano out of nothing with a radiant smile, laughing at how worried the gaucho had shown and how it could not bear the thought of it disappeared forever.
Yes, worked his own .... Yes, that was it, Luciano you were playing a very bad joke.
God, let it be a joke
cradled his head in his hands while his elbows on his legs. The cold across his back, and the silence of the hospital waiting room only fed desperation. A couple of bitter tears ran down her cheeks. He hurried to dry with the back of his hand.
What the hell were standing in the middle of the track? Why had they been fighting in the first place? Why Luciano had not been launched from the face instead of back?
And that troubled him last look
Shit. Shit. Shit. Do not assume that these things happen. No, these things do not happen, not in real life what the likelihood that something like that happens, that happen to them?
- Martin! - Looked up at hearing his name. His cousin came running to him by the hospital corridor. He rose to give scope to Sebastian, who was very agitated and with glasses sliding down his nose slightly.
-Sebas ... -
"The others are on their way," she explained as she arranged the glasses and analyzed the expression on the face of his cousin. She fumbled for a few seconds the question I wanted to do, until it was decided entirely-Martin ... What happened? -
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questionnaire was in No minutes to find the room full of people who wanted to know what had happened, people were also worried. Yes, possibly many imagined how hard it must have been present at the scene, but nobody had any idea of what it felt really .... For them, it was handling the situation very quiet, or at least in the eyes of the majority.
Sebastiany Daniel watched with concern his older cousin from time to time. They knew exactly what to do or say to comfort your cousin, clearly affected the inside. This was not normal, and Martin were not long, and never for a situation like that. Both knew that his relationship with Luciano had been filled with frequent and silly fights. Fights coming to blows, fights for not spoken in weeks, until both came a fair deal or simply forgotten. But now ...
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Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world It's hard to
get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
chuckled as he contemplated the mess that had become the kitchen. He made it very easy to cook, really. But I had to admit it was slightly a bit more complicated desserts cooking Francis perverted. It was not his fault, was the first time I tried after everything.
The Brazilian got off the counter where she had sat. Both were covered by a thin layer of flour and a few slick delicacy. He took a cloth that was near and went to Argentina taking him by the chin.
"You're a mess" A pure smile and drew on his face as he carefully wiped the food of one cheek of Martin.
The last hope for her to finish cleaning your face (Y no, he was not blushing) before departing to kiss him lightly. Luciano smiled maliciously spreading.
"Still a mess," said that the Brazilian took his chin, initiating a kiss much deeper than the last.
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had been five months, but still remembered. As clear as when the doctor left behind that door with the serious look and announced that Brown was in a coma. When he lost any vague hope that was a joke. And how I want someone to wake up from this damn nightmare.
Both he and the others had tried everything I could hear out of that state. But there had been great improvement. The situation was slowly destroying her nerves. The nights spent in vigil, remembering an infinite number of times and as a simple fact had halted all, had resulted in dark circles under his green eyes. Everyone could see that this was affecting him. Even
Julio had begun to worry a bit by the Argentine. But it was he who approached him that evening in the waiting room.
- ... Hey moron ... -
had almost fallen asleep, his eyes opened again to hear the voice of the Chilean, who was standing in front of him trying to hide concern.
-Hm What? -
"Here, handed him a thin book cover negra.-Neruda. I heard that people in coma poesíaa reading helps these wake-
looked at the boy's hand out the book for a few seconds before taking it. "Thanks," A picture is vague tired smile on his face for a few seconds, and could swear that Manuel also smiled, but quickly hid.
"Yes, of course. And be sure to sleep more, moron. More than enough people ill-
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He had spent the last few days by reading poesíay commenting what I thought of this. I could not give up .... Not even to see the calendar and think about how much time had passed since the accident.
"Neruda is an interesting kid, played with the leaves of the book, sitting next to the bed where he was Luciano did not know that Manu read these things ... .-. He let out a small laugh that was lost in the sound of the engines of the room. He stared at the face of Brazil. There was no smile. He
the book on the bedside table and took one of the boy's hands, "Hey, Lu ... When you gonna wake up? ... Is it very interesting that what you dream? "The sound of the electrocardiograph was his only response - What may not miss me one bit? - Sighed heavily as he passed a hand boy's hair.
"What do not you know how much I love you?" He sat beside the boy's bed, leaning over this, tenderly kissing her forehead, then buried his head in his chest and just a little sleep ... .... ********
As is ... that nobody is safe from that damn thing called destiny. And even the less common things in the most bizarre can happen to you. At some point in the vicious circle from which we are all victims. Martiny Luciano had been the pawns of the wilderness of the world, pulled to the side of what everyone thinks, and says, "unlikely" because it happens them.
Lying in that hospital bed, he could see the brightness of a light in the darkness. He crossed his eyelids, his eyes were opened, walking from one side to another to make sense of blurry images, and adjust again to the sunlight of the morning. ********
- ... Martin, the mere sound of his voice made the Argentine opened his eyes wide and lifted her head to look. The pair of dark eyes staring at him, still groggy, but they were there. It was found ice cream for a couple of seconds before taking the face of Brazil in his hands and started to kiss him, being returned immediately. Luciano was strange to kiss him as if I had not done in a long time, but damn it.
When separated, their foreheads were together and hands gently roamed tan blonde's face while a soft smile on his lips.
"Hey ... How long have you been? -
-Month-Martin said while Luciano's smile disappeared to be in a grimace of surprise many months, hours, days, maybe a week ... but I could not believe that more time had passed. He closed his eyes for a second.
"In the dark, months."
Martin buried his face in the bosom of the dark-haired, while escaping in a whisper a mantra of "Sorry." He felt his hands caressing her hair.
"Never mind, ... or ... not even remember ... ... because we were fighting - the sound of a faint smile lit the room for a moment, reliving the bright smile of the Argentine "Hey, Martin ... - Martin could not believe that nightmare was over, was finally over ... - Hey ... I ... I ... - Luciano
stopped talking, and he assumed it would be hard, after all was better than not make much effort after waking. Was about to go to call on doctors to warn that the brunette had woken up but felt a chill go his back. The hands that had been stroking her hair began to pull him, away with despair. He got up quickly out of bed, being the pair of dark eyes watching him with fear and missed.
No. No. No. Not again, is over ... and over ....
Just one question to end their world.
- ... Who are you? -
But if you want to leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends Out There
But just remember There's a lot of bad and beware
shotshotshot * Edit: Yes, here I Terminao OnO Mateen> \u0026lt;* runs *
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