Legacy Ch. 1 [APH Mexico fic]The bedroom was filled with slanting shafts of light that filtered in through the blinds. America was lying across the bed, the sheets tangled around his legs. Mexico was sitting on the foot of the bed. America was staring at the tattoo of an eagle across Mexico's right shoulder blade, and then he spoke "Alejandro, where did you get that tattoo?"Legacy Ch. 1 [APH Mexico fic] by *sailorgreywolf
Mexico looked over at America and said "Alfred, do you remember your parents?" America glanced over at Mexico, confusion obvious in his face "I mean, there is England but he isn't really-". Mexico interrupted him "I don't mean him. I mean, your parents-your real parents". America shrugged "Not really, I can't remember". Mexico sighed "Then you are lucky, maybe that's why you can forgive Eyebrows". America scowled "He has a name you know." Mexico ignored his remark "I will never forgive Spain for what he did. Never". America rarely heard Mexico's voice so cold, it was only ever like this when he was talking about Spain. America sat up and stare
MasqueradeHidden faces all around...Masquerade by ~elizabethshay
No Identities shall be found
Music notes ignite like a flame
People dance with no shame
For with masks, faces are sealed
No fear that identities shall be revealed
For within a masquerade
All secrets shall be saved
Like BreathingYour Kiss..Like Breathing by ~elizabethshay
One is just not enough
For it puts me in a rare bliss
Going without it, is just so rough
For every time I see you
I just want to kiss you, its just so hard to resist
Because its all I want to do
For that one time we had kissed...
Was like a drug, so addicting
But also like breathing so natural
Why is it so contradicting
I just hope these feelings are mutual
For all I want now is your kiss
Chapter TwoThe detective stepped out and came face to face with his partner Dana. "He isn't happy." Jerome stated the obvious.Chapter Two by ~BethyLuv215
"I know. His body language certainly says a lot too." Dana looked through the two way mirror at the boy. His hair was messy and his face showed no signs of having ever curved to a smile. It was as if he was entirely inhuman. "In any event," she said, still looking through the glass, "we got the results of the blood test back." She looked at her partner directly. Her eyes bore hard into him. "He was drugged."
"Well, it was definitely Flunitrazepam that did it." The medical examiner said. "It's classed as a nitro-benzodiazepine, and —”
"Kim please, we need to know in English. Remember we're not doctors." Dana said gently.
"Rohipnol was in his system. The date rape drug. Someone wanted him sedated, and they got it into his system somehow. This is what they used."
“Well what should we do?” Dana asked.
“We search the house. If there’s
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