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Why am I doing this? I mean I like him and he apparently likes me. But I've only known this Swiss for how long? Four days. It feels like four long years. But I suddenly remember my grandpa singing this silly song from when I was little.
Hell would be if...
The English were your cooks
The French were your engineers
The Germans were your policemen
The Swiss were your lovers...The Swiss were your lovers, the Swiss were your lovers, the Swiss are your lovers, a Swiss is your lover. This is getting weird, maybe if I take my time, Vash won't like me anymore.
Y/n! You dummkopf! This isn't secondary school! This is an eighteen year old man and you're almost a woman!!! You know what? Screw it, I'm going to tell him and he doesn't have to say yes.I pick up my skirt and run down the hall and down the stairs. Once I reached the bottom of the steps, I stopped. I see Vash with his distraught express(and hair) but his strong, stern greens eyes soften. My mouth was left a gap. I had never in my time staying here seen him like he was.
"Vash..." I croak out. Why is this so hard?
"Y/n..." He said. We took one step closer then quickly stopped. We looked into each other's eyes, wondering what the other was thinking.
"I-I.." I couldn't even finish my sentence. I fell down to my knees, maybe I can't say it in his language, but I could say it in my language.
"Ich liebe dich." I quickly placed my hands on my face to cover the embarrassment written all over my face. He stepped slowly towards me and sat down on the floor.
"..." He didn't say anything. He just wrapped his arms around me. I placed my head on his shoulder. He froze for a second at my action, but he quickly molded into a hug.
"I-Ich liebe dich, a-auch." I stopped breathing for a second. Did I hear that correctly? I then hug Vash back. Maybe a little too sudden for him, because he fell backwards on the floor with me. I giggled as I was laying next to him, but Vash got really red. We both look at each other as we lay next to each other on the floor.
"Oh my god! Is this how babies are made?!" Lily, screamed as she walked down the stairs and saw us laying there. Vash and I quickly got up at the speed of lighting because of what Lily said caused him to be even redder.
"Lily! Come back!" He gets up and chases after her. I reclines back onto the floor. Really, so this is what fate had in store for me all these years? This isn't bad at all...
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Through The Alps | Switzerland ✎
FanfictionIn 1941, seventeen-year-old Y/n L/n a German native is going to leave the only place she knows to be safe. During this time, the Nazi party reigns all of Germany and the L/n family opposes the Nazi beliefs and believing so, can have fatal consequenc...