As America listens, really listens despite himself, he finds it harder to hold on to his bitterness, easier to ignore the parts of him that want to keep his guard up just in case. For the time being he's back to being that kid: the one who stared up in admiration at the older countries (even though he felt so small compared to them, fighting for freedom and his life while they grappled to add to their empires) and stood shaking in the rain praying for a turn of luck.
And he remembers that even with the awe and gratitude he held for the others, France was the only one who made him felt like he mattered. Not just that America mattered, not just spiting England mattered, but whatever humanity he had was worth protecting. Sometimes he wonders if France (Francis) was the only one to ever see him like that.
So he lets go of his reservations. ]
Look at us, Francis. We are the impossible! Out of the most remote probability of the creation of life and evolution of man, somehow we evolved outta sentience. Thought became tangible, mortality determined by the lives of a collective rather than the bloodflow of a single body. Defying an empire, finding flight, splitting the atom, and touching the moon were only the next steps for humanity, just like we were.
Love, too. Something as big and complicated as being alive. So I guess what I'm saying is... impossibility is only what we haven't tried enough or haven't discovered yet!
Oh, right, we were talking about me and Tatsumi. I don't really know where I want to go from here. Wherever the relationship takes me, I guess. I don't know what the next step is for us, this universe or ours and the people across all the universes. All I know is that I really do love him and I love my life with him. As long as I have that, I don't care what lies beyond this point.
...Plus, it's something new. Dating a vampire. Kinda exciting!
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Date: 2011-09-11 03:12 am (UTC)As America listens, really listens despite himself, he finds it harder to hold on to his bitterness, easier to ignore the parts of him that want to keep his guard up just in case. For the time being he's back to being that kid: the one who stared up in admiration at the older countries (even though he felt so small compared to them, fighting for freedom and his life while they grappled to add to their empires) and stood shaking in the rain praying for a turn of luck.
And he remembers that even with the awe and gratitude he held for the others, France was the only one who made him felt like he mattered. Not just that America mattered, not just spiting England mattered, but whatever humanity he had was worth protecting. Sometimes he wonders if France (Francis) was the only one to ever see him like that.
So he lets go of his reservations. ]
Look at us, Francis. We are the impossible! Out of the most remote probability of the creation of life and evolution of man, somehow we evolved outta sentience. Thought became tangible, mortality determined by the lives of a collective rather than the bloodflow of a single body. Defying an empire, finding flight, splitting the atom, and touching the moon were only the next steps for humanity, just like we were.
Love, too. Something as big and complicated as being alive. So I guess what I'm saying is... impossibility is only what we haven't tried enough or haven't discovered yet!
Oh, right, we were talking about me and Tatsumi. I don't really know where I want to go from here. Wherever the relationship takes me, I guess. I don't know what the next step is for us, this universe or ours and the people across all the universes. All I know is that I really do love him and I love my life with him. As long as I have that, I don't care what lies beyond this point.
...Plus, it's something new. Dating a vampire. Kinda exciting!