Iza--nii

( Author Notes: I'm a HUGE RusPrus fan, so I've decided that today I would right one. Please do let me apologize in advance if Russia or Prussia are a bit out of character, and also know that I am not meaning to portray them that way; I'm going to be trying very hard to make them as in character as possible, but it might be a bit difficult due to the fact that this is a fluff fanfiction. One other thing I should mention is that the way I portray is not the same as most people do. He isn't always bragging about his 'Five-Meters' or 'I am awesome' like most people do; I've looked a bit more into his character and found some things maybe most di

InsaneIntelligence [II] began pestering NicotineWarhead [NW]. -- [II]: HellO MY DeaR ShizU-ChaN.~ ;) [NW]: Oh god, here we go again. [II]: WhaT DO YoU NoT LikE ME PesterinG YoU? [NW]: Look who finally decided to finally fucking catch on! [NW]: I suppose it's now time to let the victory balloons drop while you contemplate on your self-stupidity! [II]: NoT Funny... >:I [NW]: Don't be such a damn baby and suck it up. [NW]: DAMN, for a troll you're pretty whiney... [II]: LikE I SaiD; MeaN! >:0 [NW]: Pussy. [II]: ProtazoN! InsaneIntelligence ceased pestering NicotineWarhead. -- The troll huffed and crossed his thin, sleeve-covered arms ove

    It was a normal night in Ikebukuro. The streets were bustling with the city's unique residents and of course the usual color gangs; most likely to soon start some sort of disturbance, but at the moment it seemed rather irrelevant to their current doings. Shizuo Heiwajima, Ikebukuro's Monster, was usually the one to restore this city's well known violence, and as hypocritical as this may sound, Shizuo was one to shy away from such acts because, as always, the man would say--    "I hate violence,' The blonde bartender lit the cigarette that was pressed between his lips and let out and disgusted as well as irritated groan, "I see no point i