Kamiko-P

I don't like him. I can't like him. I won't like him. Him and his stupid voice and his stupid eyes.....uhg. How can you like someone who's locked you up, god knows where, strapped you to a table, so that he can torture and get information, you don't even know out of you? He fortunately hasn't really done anything yet, he's been busy doing you don't wanna know what. But every time the bastard comes in your heart flutters betraying you. Oh shit he's coming. This time it won't matter what he does. It won't matter if he talks with that accent, or if he looks at you with those deep dark eyes. It won't matter. "Hello darling." Dammit. "How is m

"But fratello~ I want (name) to sleep with me!" Italy whined. Romano twitched. "No! You always get to sleep with (name), it's my turn!" he yelled. You sweat dropped, this is what happened every time you slept over with the Italy brothers, which always ended up in Feliciano crying and Lovino stomping away angrily. "Now come on guys, can't we just eat pasta and deal with this later." you tried to settle things. "No! My idiot brother always gets you to sleep with him by crying! Let me get out of my brothers shadow for once!" he turned red, and looked like he was about to cry. Not to mention Feliciano did too. You sighed and ruffled both of their

      Bumping into the Doctor on the street was an accident. Seeing him at a party was a coincidence. Meeting him again before you died at the hands--well, eye stalk of a Dalek was fate. And now you stepped into the TARDIS, not knowing it would change your life forever.     "Holy shi-" The Doctor quickly put his index finger on your lips. "I try to keep it PG here if you don't mind," he said and let go of your lips and turned away toward the middle of the TARDIS. You rolled your eyes, "How about R?" He Doctor spun around and took one long step back to you, slightly embarrassed by your question. "How about no." The Doctor's finger poked the