[fic] Franada 50 sentences
Title: (no title)
Author: xellia
Rating: let's say M for some of the sentences
Warnings: duh... unbeta-ed?
Summary: France/Canada in 50 different phrases.
A challenge done for 1sentence ; surprisingly, writing those sentences was harder than writing a regular fic. Enjoy!
#01 - Ring
Francis wore once a gold ring with a green, bright jadeite; but when he offered it to his young colony, the boy refused, blushing and explaining that he doesn't necessarily like jewelry.
#02 - Hero
America always calls himself the superhero; France does not object loudly to this, but deep in his heart he knows that it's not his brother but Canada who is the truly heroic one.
#03 - Memory
Even now, looking at the young man taller than him, France sees the tiny child in a white nightgown playing in the snow that he remembers from oh so long ago.
#04 - Box
There is a box in Canada's room, storing a discoloured - once bright red - hair ribbon, a few yellowed books in French and an old, tattered teddy bear; although it's nothing more than an old remembrance now, Canada still remembers how hard he tried to hide it so that England wouldn't take it away from him.
#05 - Run
France watched the boy run and somehow, he felt as light as a child himself, wanting to laugh and chase after him and roll in the grass and forget all about blood and wars.
#06 - Hurricane
The wind is blowing outside, so hard that the window glass shivers, but they are nestled inside Canada's wooden hut, curled against each other in front of the fireplace and France has never felt this safe in his life.
#07 - Wings
"I thought you were an angel but you can't be one, you don't have wings!" exclaims Canada one day, looking up with bright eyes when France tells him the religious teachings of his country.
#08 - Cold
France cannot understand Canada's affinity for coldness; he shivers under his several layers of sweaters and jackets, while the boy walking next to him stretches happily in his favourite hoodie.
#09 - Red
"Honestly, Matthieu, why can't you even try to dress more stylish?" France says, affectionately patting the sleeve of Canada's favourite hoodie.
#10 - Drink
They've both learned over the years that France prefers his coffee white and with two spoonfuls of sugar while Canada likes his tea overly sweet best with some maple syrup; so that one day when France finds his coffee black with a distinctive maple taste and Canada's tea is whitened by milk, they both can't help but laugh.
#11 - Midnight
A little boy lies nestled in thick covers in his home; it's his first of many lonely nights to come, and as he closes his eyes, he imagines a warm hand on his forehead and a voice singing him lullabies and it's almost enough to calm him down.
#12 - Temptation
"I want you," France whispers, his hand snaking playfully down Canada's chest; it's past midnight, and there is a meeting tomorrow, but the younger nation decides he does not mind being late.
#13 - View
He's seen his beloved Paris from the top of the Eiffel Tower countless times, so France lets his eyes rest on the awed smile of his former colony instead.
#14 - Music
France can't really see any beauty in modern Canadian music - but then, Canada is far from admiring any Edith Piaf or Joe Dassin either, so they just avoid the topic whenever possible.
#15 - Silk
Closing his eyes, Canada can't help but to give into France's long, gentle fingers running through his hair and his silky voice whispering sweet nothings in that language Canada hasn't heard for centuries.
#16 - Cover
There are mornings when France wakes up finding that his lover has snagged all the bedcovers; but honestly, he does not mind.
#17 - Promise
"I will be back for you one day," France said, and the promise was enough to keep Canada hoping for all those years.
#18 - Dream
It's the night of 11th February 1763, and France dreams of the child with bright violet eyes he just had to give away to his worst enemy; and when he wakes up, his face is wet with tears.
#19 - Candle
"I wanted this evening to be special," murmurs France into his young lover's ear when both of them are lying in his king-sized bed, only the light of candles litting the bedroom with gentle glow.
#20 - Talent
Canada prides himself on his talent for hockey; for him, it's even better than any painting or singing skills France tried to teach him as a child.
#21 - Silence
There is silence when they meet after the centuries again; afraid that words will betray them, they allow themselves to speak with their eyes.
#22 - Journey
It's little Canada's first trip to France; he runs impatiently from France's cabin to the deck and back, laughing and asking how much more time will it take to reach his papa's home; for France, journeying was never this enjoyable again before or after this.
#23 - Fire
Canada remembers fire from when it burned his capital; and though he knows the good aspects of it too, the warmth and the light and the safety, he can't help being a little wary.
#24 - Strength
There is strength in the eyes of a young man standing on the battlefield, gun in his steady hands; few people who had seen this have never dared to call Canada weak ever again.
#25 - Mask
Canada looks around bored when sudenly a hand seizes his own and he's pulled into a waltz, and when he gazes up he sees France's mirthful eyes from under the Venetian mask he's wearing.
#26 - Ice
He shivers when France slowly slides the small piece of frozen water down his chest; when hot lips follow the trail of melting water, all thoughts escape his mind, and he only writhes helplessly, lips unconsciously pleading for more.
#27 - Fall
"What in the name of everything are you doing up that tree, Matthieu?" France yells, but still catches the boy in his arms when a branch breaks and his tiny colony falls into his arms, looking up with eyes so big and shining with joy he can't find it in himself to scold Canada properly.
#28 - Forgotten
Canada hates being constantly forgotten, even by his own brother; but what amazes him the most is that even if France doesn't notice him sitting in the room, he has never forgotten his birthday.
#29 - Dance
"Just relax," a voice whispers into his ear, and even if he had a drink or two too much and the music is too loud, Canada rocks his hips back against his lover's and decides that maybe club dancing isn't this bad.
#30 - Body
He looks up at Canada's naked body, arching up and writhing between the silk sheets, and France can't stop admiring the beauty now laid out before his eyes.
#31 - Sacred
"I built it with the plans you sent me," young Canada smiles with a glitter of pride in his eyes, showing France the newly-built cathedral in the city of Quebec.
#32 - Farewells
Canada hates saying goodbye each time he takes France to the airport after one of his visits; they all remind him of that one time when he thought his caretaker was being taken from him forever.
#33 - World
He doesn't care about the world; not anymore, when all that was his world was taken from him not to ever be given back.
#34 - Formal
A hand slides up his thigh, and even if he squirms and blushes, Canada admits to himself that conferences are less boring than before.
#35 - Fever
Canada hasn't gone through any bigger crisis up to now; but he wipes off the sweat from France's face with understanding, pressing soft kisses to his forehead to distract him from the temporary sickness.
#36 - Laugh
France loves the boy's laughter; not loud and obnoxious like his brother's, but more quiet, his eyes laughing along with his mouth and in that moment France knows he'll do anything to make Canada happy forever.
#37 - Lies
He knows how often France lies to others; he can just wonder how often it is him that France lies to.
#38 - Forever
"How long are you going to stay this time?" asks Canada with a little edge of irony to his words, tracing circles on Francis' chest with his finger; his eyes snap widely open when his lover's deep voice whispers "forever" right into his ear.
#39 - Overwhelmed
There are times when Canada feels it's too much - all the candlelit dates, entire buckets of red roses sent to his place, the letters, the surprise visits and France's silly ideas of renting the entire Eiffel Tower just for the two of them - but as he smiles he knows he wouldn't change it for anything else.
#40 - Whisper
Skilled hands are all over his body and he arches up, wanting more and harder and yes, but it's the low whisper of tu es à moi that finally sends him over the edge.
#41 - Wait
Canada had waited years and years for the day France would come back for him; what he did not know was that France had waited too, for the moment when he could finally take his little Matthieu into his arms again.
#42 - Talk
"Why are you asking me what I'm wearing now-- wait, Francis, what is this sound-- D-don't call me ever again like this, you pervert...!"
#43 - Search
"Have you seen my blue pillow?" a distressed Canada asks, and France replies with a carefree 'no', even if he knows all too well that what his former colony is looking for is now hidden in his travel suitcase, still smelling of the other's hair and ready to be taken home.
#44 - Hope
Looking into deep violet eyes, Francis couldn't help but hope that the small spark of love in them wasn't just a reflection of light.
#45 - Eclipse
They share a black sheet of plastic while observing the eclipse together, and smile at each other when their eyes get tired of looking directly at the sun.
#46 - Gravity
Each time they're separated they come back together; it's their own gravity, the one that can't be stopped by anything.
#47 - Highway
"It's the third time your car dies out on us on this trip!" the younger man huffs; the argument that "fine French cars aren't suited for such ugly a weather" don't appeal to him when they're stuck in the middle of a highway leading to his Western coast.
#48 - Unknown
Canada can swear the words he hates most are "Who are you?"; that's why he feels grateful that even if France sometimes dares to forget his name like everyone else, he doesn't let it show too badly.
#49 - Lock
The door to the conference room is locked when Arthur goes back to retrieve the papers he forgot; hearing an all-too-familiar voice of his rival along with the soft moans of his former colony, Arthur just sighs in annoy and reminds himself to kick France's ass the next time he sees him.
#50 - Breathe
Canada laughs and tells France to calm down and breathe slowly after he trips again and again, determined to learn how to ice-skate; "Tonight it will be me who tells you how to... ah, breathe," retorts the older man with a playful smile, kissing the lobe of his lover's ear as he is pulled up again.
Author: xellia
Rating: let's say M for some of the sentences
Warnings: duh... unbeta-ed?
Summary: France/Canada in 50 different phrases.
A challenge done for 1sentence ; surprisingly, writing those sentences was harder than writing a regular fic. Enjoy!
#01 - Ring
Francis wore once a gold ring with a green, bright jadeite; but when he offered it to his young colony, the boy refused, blushing and explaining that he doesn't necessarily like jewelry.
#02 - Hero
America always calls himself the superhero; France does not object loudly to this, but deep in his heart he knows that it's not his brother but Canada who is the truly heroic one.
#03 - Memory
Even now, looking at the young man taller than him, France sees the tiny child in a white nightgown playing in the snow that he remembers from oh so long ago.
#04 - Box
There is a box in Canada's room, storing a discoloured - once bright red - hair ribbon, a few yellowed books in French and an old, tattered teddy bear; although it's nothing more than an old remembrance now, Canada still remembers how hard he tried to hide it so that England wouldn't take it away from him.
#05 - Run
France watched the boy run and somehow, he felt as light as a child himself, wanting to laugh and chase after him and roll in the grass and forget all about blood and wars.
#06 - Hurricane
The wind is blowing outside, so hard that the window glass shivers, but they are nestled inside Canada's wooden hut, curled against each other in front of the fireplace and France has never felt this safe in his life.
#07 - Wings
"I thought you were an angel but you can't be one, you don't have wings!" exclaims Canada one day, looking up with bright eyes when France tells him the religious teachings of his country.
#08 - Cold
France cannot understand Canada's affinity for coldness; he shivers under his several layers of sweaters and jackets, while the boy walking next to him stretches happily in his favourite hoodie.
#09 - Red
"Honestly, Matthieu, why can't you even try to dress more stylish?" France says, affectionately patting the sleeve of Canada's favourite hoodie.
#10 - Drink
They've both learned over the years that France prefers his coffee white and with two spoonfuls of sugar while Canada likes his tea overly sweet best with some maple syrup; so that one day when France finds his coffee black with a distinctive maple taste and Canada's tea is whitened by milk, they both can't help but laugh.
#11 - Midnight
A little boy lies nestled in thick covers in his home; it's his first of many lonely nights to come, and as he closes his eyes, he imagines a warm hand on his forehead and a voice singing him lullabies and it's almost enough to calm him down.
#12 - Temptation
"I want you," France whispers, his hand snaking playfully down Canada's chest; it's past midnight, and there is a meeting tomorrow, but the younger nation decides he does not mind being late.
#13 - View
He's seen his beloved Paris from the top of the Eiffel Tower countless times, so France lets his eyes rest on the awed smile of his former colony instead.
#14 - Music
France can't really see any beauty in modern Canadian music - but then, Canada is far from admiring any Edith Piaf or Joe Dassin either, so they just avoid the topic whenever possible.
#15 - Silk
Closing his eyes, Canada can't help but to give into France's long, gentle fingers running through his hair and his silky voice whispering sweet nothings in that language Canada hasn't heard for centuries.
#16 - Cover
There are mornings when France wakes up finding that his lover has snagged all the bedcovers; but honestly, he does not mind.
#17 - Promise
"I will be back for you one day," France said, and the promise was enough to keep Canada hoping for all those years.
#18 - Dream
It's the night of 11th February 1763, and France dreams of the child with bright violet eyes he just had to give away to his worst enemy; and when he wakes up, his face is wet with tears.
#19 - Candle
"I wanted this evening to be special," murmurs France into his young lover's ear when both of them are lying in his king-sized bed, only the light of candles litting the bedroom with gentle glow.
#20 - Talent
Canada prides himself on his talent for hockey; for him, it's even better than any painting or singing skills France tried to teach him as a child.
#21 - Silence
There is silence when they meet after the centuries again; afraid that words will betray them, they allow themselves to speak with their eyes.
#22 - Journey
It's little Canada's first trip to France; he runs impatiently from France's cabin to the deck and back, laughing and asking how much more time will it take to reach his papa's home; for France, journeying was never this enjoyable again before or after this.
#23 - Fire
Canada remembers fire from when it burned his capital; and though he knows the good aspects of it too, the warmth and the light and the safety, he can't help being a little wary.
#24 - Strength
There is strength in the eyes of a young man standing on the battlefield, gun in his steady hands; few people who had seen this have never dared to call Canada weak ever again.
#25 - Mask
Canada looks around bored when sudenly a hand seizes his own and he's pulled into a waltz, and when he gazes up he sees France's mirthful eyes from under the Venetian mask he's wearing.
#26 - Ice
He shivers when France slowly slides the small piece of frozen water down his chest; when hot lips follow the trail of melting water, all thoughts escape his mind, and he only writhes helplessly, lips unconsciously pleading for more.
#27 - Fall
"What in the name of everything are you doing up that tree, Matthieu?" France yells, but still catches the boy in his arms when a branch breaks and his tiny colony falls into his arms, looking up with eyes so big and shining with joy he can't find it in himself to scold Canada properly.
#28 - Forgotten
Canada hates being constantly forgotten, even by his own brother; but what amazes him the most is that even if France doesn't notice him sitting in the room, he has never forgotten his birthday.
#29 - Dance
"Just relax," a voice whispers into his ear, and even if he had a drink or two too much and the music is too loud, Canada rocks his hips back against his lover's and decides that maybe club dancing isn't this bad.
#30 - Body
He looks up at Canada's naked body, arching up and writhing between the silk sheets, and France can't stop admiring the beauty now laid out before his eyes.
#31 - Sacred
"I built it with the plans you sent me," young Canada smiles with a glitter of pride in his eyes, showing France the newly-built cathedral in the city of Quebec.
#32 - Farewells
Canada hates saying goodbye each time he takes France to the airport after one of his visits; they all remind him of that one time when he thought his caretaker was being taken from him forever.
#33 - World
He doesn't care about the world; not anymore, when all that was his world was taken from him not to ever be given back.
#34 - Formal
A hand slides up his thigh, and even if he squirms and blushes, Canada admits to himself that conferences are less boring than before.
#35 - Fever
Canada hasn't gone through any bigger crisis up to now; but he wipes off the sweat from France's face with understanding, pressing soft kisses to his forehead to distract him from the temporary sickness.
#36 - Laugh
France loves the boy's laughter; not loud and obnoxious like his brother's, but more quiet, his eyes laughing along with his mouth and in that moment France knows he'll do anything to make Canada happy forever.
#37 - Lies
He knows how often France lies to others; he can just wonder how often it is him that France lies to.
#38 - Forever
"How long are you going to stay this time?" asks Canada with a little edge of irony to his words, tracing circles on Francis' chest with his finger; his eyes snap widely open when his lover's deep voice whispers "forever" right into his ear.
#39 - Overwhelmed
There are times when Canada feels it's too much - all the candlelit dates, entire buckets of red roses sent to his place, the letters, the surprise visits and France's silly ideas of renting the entire Eiffel Tower just for the two of them - but as he smiles he knows he wouldn't change it for anything else.
#40 - Whisper
Skilled hands are all over his body and he arches up, wanting more and harder and yes, but it's the low whisper of tu es à moi that finally sends him over the edge.
#41 - Wait
Canada had waited years and years for the day France would come back for him; what he did not know was that France had waited too, for the moment when he could finally take his little Matthieu into his arms again.
#42 - Talk
"Why are you asking me what I'm wearing now-- wait, Francis, what is this sound-- D-don't call me ever again like this, you pervert...!"
#43 - Search
"Have you seen my blue pillow?" a distressed Canada asks, and France replies with a carefree 'no', even if he knows all too well that what his former colony is looking for is now hidden in his travel suitcase, still smelling of the other's hair and ready to be taken home.
#44 - Hope
Looking into deep violet eyes, Francis couldn't help but hope that the small spark of love in them wasn't just a reflection of light.
#45 - Eclipse
They share a black sheet of plastic while observing the eclipse together, and smile at each other when their eyes get tired of looking directly at the sun.
#46 - Gravity
Each time they're separated they come back together; it's their own gravity, the one that can't be stopped by anything.
#47 - Highway
"It's the third time your car dies out on us on this trip!" the younger man huffs; the argument that "fine French cars aren't suited for such ugly a weather" don't appeal to him when they're stuck in the middle of a highway leading to his Western coast.
#48 - Unknown
Canada can swear the words he hates most are "Who are you?"; that's why he feels grateful that even if France sometimes dares to forget his name like everyone else, he doesn't let it show too badly.
#49 - Lock
The door to the conference room is locked when Arthur goes back to retrieve the papers he forgot; hearing an all-too-familiar voice of his rival along with the soft moans of his former colony, Arthur just sighs in annoy and reminds himself to kick France's ass the next time he sees him.
#50 - Breathe
Canada laughs and tells France to calm down and breathe slowly after he trips again and again, determined to learn how to ice-skate; "Tonight it will be me who tells you how to... ah, breathe," retorts the older man with a playful smile, kissing the lobe of his lover's ear as he is pulled up again.