~Previously~
"Calm down dear!" He called to you now holing you at arms length.
"NEVER" you called back thrashing wildly.
next thing you knew you were surrounded by a group of dudes.
"Aiya! She is so Kawaii, Aru~!"
"Oui, she is a petit fleur." you heard Francis' voice and looked over at him. (all like -_- 'Traitor')
"DUDE LET THE HERO HOLD HER!"
"Nooo! be quiet you'll scare her!" (hushed tone)
you soon got took from the British ones arms into Francis' arms, feeling safer you calmed down.
" Hmmmm.....See i told you she likes me " you heard Francis state while you hugged his neck for comfort.
"Shhh, Mon Ami it is ok......" Francis started humming softly as he left the room walking slowly down the stairs and out the door.
"WHERE ARE YOU TAKING HER??!?!???!?!!!!!" An ANGRY British voice rang out behind you.
"'ome..." Francis said as he crawled in his car setting you in the passenger seat buckling you in before driving off.
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Well, what Francis called home and what you called home were two very different things. You thought he was going to take you back to bubba. But, you were wrong, He took you to HIS house. Sure it was a big mansion, but still.....You wanted to go Home! To bubba....
"Mon ami?" Francis asked.
Currently you were sitting on his couch just sulking.
"Mon ami? (Name)? Hello? Fleur??" Francis walked over to you and sat next to you pulling you into his arms.
"Go away...." You said quietly.
"Non, i can not, Gilbert said if i ever got you away from Arthur that i need to take care of you so you don't see 'im all 'urt." Francis then pulled you into a soft hug.
"Whatever....." You said before getting up and walking away from Francis to the room Francis said you could use.
Again that song ran through your head.
Well I
I guess it's been awhile
Since I've seen the sunshine
Since I have smiled
And me
Who's so well versed
Is feeling so damn empty
Is at a loss for words
Forgot what it's like to just feel okay
Praying for the day when there is no more rain
And I
I don't wanna do anything but cry
And I
I don't wanna do anything but cry
Well I
I hardly feel alive
I'm going through the motions
But I don't feel like trying
The hole in my heart is growing bigger by the day
Wish that I could crawl inside, hide away
And I
I don't wanna do anything but cry
Oh and I
I don't wanna do anything but cry
Oh I'm so low
I'm almost to the bottom
Oh nowhere to go
Even my soul has left my body
Oh and I
I don't wanna do anything but cry
Oh and I
I don't wanna do anything but cry
Then the dreaded Flashback of near death, no near loss, No, You've felt worse! You almost lost your own Bubba!
"I will never forget you bubba...." You mumbled softly.
Realizing that your crying you laid down on the bed and soon you felt yourself drifting to sleep.
"I will never.....never forget....Bubba" You yawned and closed your eyes.
It has been about a year of being with Francis. Everyday you ask him about Bubba but he wont ever talk to you about him. You wondered if he Wanted you to forget....
"So, any news about Bubba?" You asked.
"Mon ami, arn't you a little to old to call people 'bubba'?" Francis asked while cooking lunch.
"NO! Im not! I can call people whatever i want!" You Screamed at the Frenchman.
"Ok...." Francis said.
After Breakfast you asked again. The same answer.....You felt like crying.
"Mon ami? You ask so many questions, can i ask you one?" Francis looked over at you from the armchair.
"Sure..." You said.
"Why don't you smile? I miss your smile...." Francis looked at you with worry and....what was that? Regret?
You couldn't answer you just started crying and ran to your room. But it didn't stop there you then jumped out the window into the flower garden and ran. You ran until you couldn't run anymore. Slowing to a walk you sat under a tree, all you could think about was Bubba Gilbert.
'Bubba? Maybe i am to old to call people that.....Is being nine years old to old to call someone Bubba?' You asked yourself. 'I promised i wouldn't forget.....I didn't did I? Silver hair and red eyes.....' You kept thinking about Gilbert. Maybe, Maybe he's dead? If he was alive he would have come for me already, right? You felt the tears brimming your eyes again. Looking up to the heavens you prayed.
"Please God! Please let my Bubba live! If he died bring him back please?" You called tears running freely now.
"Mini Awezomness, why are you crying?" You heard that voice.
Looking up in surprise you saw Bubba standing there perfectly fine. You just ran right up and hugged him.
"Kesesese! Someone missed me!" Gil called as he picked you up. (With some trouble)
"heh, maybe a little YOU JERK!" You screamed as you hugged Gil tightly.
"Im so confused >.<" Gil said.
"I missed you so much! And you made me wait for you for 3 years STRAIGHT! I mean true that i saw you when you were defeated but only for like 5 seconds!! YOUR SUCH A JERK!" With this you hugged Gil EVEN tighter and cried on his shoulder.
"Its ok...." Gil said.
He walked you home (Because in my head they all live in one town) and sat with you on the couch as you cried.
"I love you Bruder" You said.
"What happened to Bubba?" Gil asked.
"Francis says i'm to old to call people Bubba...." You said with a sniffle.
"Well! Francis is wrong!" Gil stated Matter-Of-Factly.
"Ok Bubba!" You said.
Next thing you knew you were laying in bed slowly falling asleep yet again.
"Goodnight Bubba." You said softly before surrendering to the sleep bastardo. (Went Romano sorry)
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FanfictionA young silver haired girl wakes up and tumbles out of bed. Everyday the same thing.....Mother was dead now, and Father didn't care about the girl anymore. She cried quietly having hit her knee fairly hard on the wooden floor. No....Crying was not a...
