It all started off during sword-fighting lessons... DISCOUNTED DUE TO MOVATION

- Chains and Hearts -

Brazil's POV

Each day, I had another fight with our trainer. It's just that I can't control my anger, everytime our trainer does something bad. Each night, sleep slowly became my enemy because I can't stop thinking about all of those fights I have gotten into. I just wanted Australia to feel safe and at the same time, making myself more insecured. Everything that our trainer said, it was stuck inside my head.

"WHY ARE YOU SO AGGRESSIVE ABOUT THIS?!"
"I wish you would, idiot..."
"WHY CAN'T YOU TWO BE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE?!"
"DO YOU WANT ME TO KICK YOU OUT OF THIS ARENA?"

It just pisses me off. Every night, I always fought with my sleep. The voices keep echoing in my head, making me feel even more miserable everytime morning comes. My father would always come to my room and always asked me, "Is everything okay?" I always keep saying that I'm not okay.
"He just won't leave me alone, dad..." I said to him. "I know how mean your trainer is, child. I know you wanted to protect your friend..." My father would always start off. He would give me advice that I won't even use, but it would be a better option. I was always stubborn to take the offer everytime my father would lend a hand to me. I just wanted to protect Aussie and be a very good friend.

(The next morning)
"Son, do you want to find another trainer or stay with your current one?" My father asked. "I wish to find another trainer but, I have to sta-" I replied. "We are finding another trainer son, I don't want to hear that you got into another fight." My father interrupted. I almost argued with him. "Okay... Fine..." I said, taking the offer.

*In the arena*
"My dad said that I will be with another trainer, Aussie." I said. "My dad too." Australia said. "I hope we won't get a curel trainer, like him..." I nodded. Everyone else was practicing sword-fighting. Somehow, I don't need much practice to be good because my dad taught me to fight when I get back from training. Mainly because he knew my days with our trainer, I only fought for my friend. "Even though it's been nearly a week, I just wanted to say that you are very protective..." Australia said as his hand started clinging on my hand. My face started to feel slightly warm. "Aussie... Will you mind if you would like to meet you at the entrance after training? If we get different trainers?" I asked Australia. "It would be very nice if we soicalize more often!" Australia said as he smiled. I smiled back. Then, our trainer  came up towards us. I knew what he was gonna do next. Right before Australia got out his sword, I got out my sword.

"Leave us alone!!" I growled. I started attacking him. We got into another fight, one last time. He started to use his blade to push me. I tried to use my blade to push back. Right before I would get a chance to dodge, our trainer gave me ANOTHER scar on my neck. That made me feel more angry. Until, our trainer tried to slam me onto a wall. "HEY, LEAVE BRAZ ALONE!!" Australia yelled as he jumped up and attacked him from behind. I was so shocked to see Aussie actually getting the hang of what we have been learning so far. "Damn, he is getting the hang of it." I thought. My friend, USA came up to me. "Hey, are you okay?" USA asked me.

"I'm fine..." I lied. I wasn't okay after all. He looked at me like if he were ever going to lend a hand. His red and blue eyes stared at me. "Thank you for protecting my half-brother... I knew you would be a good friend." He said. "I just wanted to make Aussie feel more safe." I replied. "It's just that... I feel like I'm not doing it properly." I was badly injured. "Hurt him ONE MORE TIME... I dare you." Australia hissed.

Australia's POV

I never felt so mad. It just pisses me off that our "trainer" decided to slam Brazil against a wall. I mean, he protected me so much that I decided to taste his own medicine. I tried to hurt our "trainer" until he is badly injured or I am the one being injured. I almost slammed him against a wall, until... Someone grabbed me and held me back. "LET GO OF ME!!" I growled. "No, until you calm down." My twin sister said as her arms were wrapped around my stomach. "I know you wanted to protect him-" She tried to calm me down. "SHUT UP AND LET ME GO!!" I interrupted as I tried to break free. I don't like hurting other people, but our "trainer" deserves to be beaten up...

(Welp, I haven't updated this book much, mainly because I'm not as active here in wattpad..)