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okay, enough hearts. I obviously do NOT own Hetalia, but I do own this plot/story, whatever you call it... I hope you enjoy (bows respectfully).[f/n] - first name
[l/n] - last name
[h/c] - hair color
[e/c] - eye color
[f/d] - favorite drink
[f/o] - favorite outfit
[f/c] - favorite color
[f/f] - favorite flower
You sighed as you took a gulp of your [f/d]. You, [f/n] [l/n], aka, Pride, is the lead singer of the band Hell's Children. The band consists of you, Pride, the lead singer, a Canadian named Matthew Williams, Envy, as bass guitarist, an Austrian named Roderich Edelstein, Greed, at keyboard, a Russian named Ivan Braginski, Wrath, at drums, and a South Italian named Lovino Vargas, Sloth. You had two managers, a Frenchman named Francis Bonnefoy, everyone called him Lust, and an American, who happened to be Mattie's brother, named Alfred Jones, everyone called him Gluttony because he always was stuffing his face with hamburgers.
You were the one who thought of the nicknames, Envy was actually the one who thought of the name of the band. No one asked why he wanted the band to be called that, honestly none of you wanted to know... you all assumed he was going through a phase. He wasn't. Apparently he was just pissed off that everyone thought of him as a wimpy goody-goody, so he became a rebel. You blamed Alfred and Francis for this. You blamed Alfred because he was always making fun of Mattie's innocence, and you blamed Francis because he always wanted to see Mattie in skinny jeans and leather, why do you think his nickname is Lust?
You chuckled as you watched your band. You were all waiting to go on stage, the openings had to go first of course. Ivan was drinking vodka and smirking at the show in front of him. Francis had been touching Matthew's bum and Alfred overreacted and full out attacked the Frenchman, with a metal pipe that he took from Ivan. Ivan didn't care, because Alfred made up for stealing by attacking Frenchy, who Ivan wasn't to keen on. Matthew was blushing a cherry red as he hid behind Roderich and Lovino. Lovino was yelling at Francis, calling him a Sexualy Confused Bastard, and Roderich was nagging about how filthy they were making the place. You, like Ivan, were just watching the show with interest. You then glanced at the clock and smirked, making everyone stop in confusion.
"Show time." you chuckled and exited to the stage, everyone rushing after you.
The lights hit you guys when it was time to start the show. You smirked and listened to the cheers of crazy fans. Flipping your hair, you began to sing.
I'm in the business of misery,
Let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock.
It's a matter of time before we all run out,
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
I waited eight long months,
She finally set him free.
I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me.
Two weeks and we caught on fire,
She's got it out for me,
But I wear the biggest smile.
Whoa, I never meant to brag.
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him now.
And if you could then you know you would.
'Cause God it just feels so...
It just feels so good.
"About time this ended! [F/n], was it really necessary to have an encour!?" Lovino snapped at you.
"What's a good show without an encour?"
"I agree with Pride." Matthew muttered.
"We're off stage, you don't have to call her that." Alfred said as he patted his brother on the back.
"Al, shut up." with that said, Mattie walked off to his room of the bus. You laughed as Alfred went on a rant to Ivan. Something about him poisoning his brothers brain with his commie ways. Why Ivan hadn't beat him to death with his vodka bottle yet had you stumped. If it wasn't for your deal with Matthew, you probably would have killed Alfred yourself. Don't ask, you an Al hadn't gotten along since that little incident back in England....
"If I remember correctly, our next destination is Germany, correct?" Roderich asked Francis. Francis winked at Roderich.
"Oui, mon'chere~."
"Great, nothing but a country filled with potato bastards...." Lovino hissed.
"Lovi, don't be like that. We might see your brother-" you tried to encourage your friend.
"And his Potato Eating Bastard of a boyfriend!"
"Fiance, actually. Didn't you read his letter he sent you?" that sent Lovino in a cussing rage. Deciding that it was about time to take off all your makeup, you went to your mirror/makeup stand. When you got to your mirror stand, you stood in shock. A bouquet of [f/f] was placed on the stand, with a [f/c] heart shaped note. You snatched the letter and read it outloud, but quietly so Alfred couldn't hear you.
"To my dearest [f/n]. I've seen all of your shows, and I hope you keep singing. Tell big brother Ivan that if he lets anything happen to you, I'll beat him like a cop beats a prisoner. Love, your biggest fan, Nikolai?... How did he get passed-"
"AHH!!! [F/N], GET OUT HERE!" you heard Alfred scream. Sighing, you put the note down and walked to where Alfred was. You were shocked at what you saw. The guards were knocked out. There heads were all bloody, they were probably hit over the head with something blunt. It was still a shock though. The bodyguards were seven feet tall, very muscular, and probably could lift your tour bus.
"H-holy..." you were the only one not freaking out. You were just standing there, staring. Who was Nikolai? You would have to ask Ivan.
~Stalker Time Skip~
"Hey Ivan?"
"Da, [f/n]?"
"Who's Nikolai?" the silence you received scared you. What scared you even more was the look Ivan had. He looked worse than when Alfred "saw" a ghost.
"H-how do you know him?"
"I don't. I got a note from him, see-hey!" Ivan snatched the note and read it. Aaaannnd that's when he began to panic.
"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap... [F/n]! You're in danger, we need to hide you. Maybe Alfred will let you hide in his Zombie Apocalypse bunker-"
"IVAN! Who's Nikolai, and WHY and HOW am I in danger?" Ivan took a deep breath and sat on the couch.
"Why you're in danger is because Nikolai is after you. How you're in danger is simple, Nikolai is an obsessive psycho that will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Lastly, Nikolai is my little brother. He was born and raised in Belarus, I didn't get to meet him until he was seven. I regret ever agreeing to visit him."
"He can't be that bad-"
"He killed my dog because he thought it was getting more attention from me than him."
"Um... okay. He's a psycho. But so are you... in a good way. Anyways, he just sounds like another fan with a fantasy of dating me."
"[F/N]!"
"No, Ivan. I'm fine. I can take care of myself. Thank you for explaining this to me, now I'm going to bed." with that, you walked to the tour bus by yourself. Ivan was still freaking out of course, Mattie trying to calm him down. You just thought Ivan was overreacting towards Nikolai.
You stretched out on your bed and looked at the time. Midnight, of course. You walked out of your room and placed a sign on your door that said 'Wake me up, and it will be me in the bedroom with a pillow.' It was a joke between the band. You guys were playing Clue and you got really tired. So you said that and it had been a joke between the band ever since.
Is there more?