Sad FrUk one shot based off of a poem

Have you ever had a dream where someone you love dies and it's so realistic you think its true. Try having that dream every minute of everyday. I do not own Hetalia nor it's characters. All rights go to Hidekazu Himaruya. This will be a gory story so if you don't like that stuff you have been warned. I don't own the cover art either, I don't know who it belongs to but it is theirs. This book is based off of "Heat Summer Haze"

A cure for the damned is what they said, A cure for the damned was very needed, A cure for the damned is what they want, The damned are as damned as the cure. It is 1946 just after WWII. Being prosecuted as a homosexual at this time in history was treacherous, from medication' that is supposed to 'cure' them to execution. England has been prosecuted and now has to take this medication to be 'cured' he knows it won't work but it is that or the consequences and threats. This is a FrUK fanfiction!! I do not own the picture all credit goes to artist. I don't own hetalia either :(.

Arthur Kirkland, Europe's best explorer has been sent on a journey to find a rare treasure that is said to be in new lands. With promises of riches and new treasure, he sets out but instead of a priceless gem or gold, all he found was a blue eyed native boy. (USUK, FRACAN,RUSAME YAOI)

Why would he have to go to cotillion? Alfred was sure that he had amazing manners. And he did. (But only when he wanted to.) He didn't understand why he was being forced into cotillion-a place where you dance and learn manners, wearing the most proper clothes. Sure, it was only this one day, but Alfred still didn't want to go. Alfred did not understand. But it was too late for that, he was already there.

Young author and journalist, Arthur Kirkland, is quickly thrust into the world of the supernatural once he meets an odd man at his editor's office by the name of Francis Bonnefoy, a vampire.

"I swear, when I grow up," Francis told Arthur, in all the seriousness the flamboyant five year old could muster, "I won't just buy you a rose."

"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves." -William Shakespeare ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ "Who are you?" "A-Arthur." [Art is not owned by me]

After being fatally wounded, the only voice England hears is America's. As death creeps in closer, he has one last chance to tell how he really feels while America desperately tries to keep him alive. USUK

When Alfred gets the strange idea to visit England during his ruthless, pirating days-excuse me-Privateering days, Arthur grants his wish but unfortunately forgets a few very important details to tell Alfred about this trip which in turn probably will get our poor main character killed. Follow America as he try time and time again to escape England's clutches upon his soul and as the modern Arthur struggle to bring him back to the present because, believe it or not, time passes the same in the past and now, so the longer Alfred stays, the more World Meetings and Conferences he'd miss, and the more that happens there'd be a very strong chance of war breaking out and basically start WWIII. (Whao, long sentence) Oh well, who cares about stupid politics though? Of course romance will be a big, very big, part of this interesting Fanfiction so Bon Appetite, I guess! :D And yes, this is a UKUS story (Which will have a lot of USUK moments) and now it'll also feature some nice moments of Rusame, even if it's brief and maybe onesided....and if you really like USUK, I hope this fanfiction can open up your mind and inspire you to...um...do something. :) -Erika Evangeline ♚