Pontes et Osculati - August 2
Title: Pontes et Osculati
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: Ancient Greece, Ancient Rome.
Genres: comedy, sentimental.
Rating: yellow.
Summary: fanfiction participating in the initiative "2010: a year together" CoS
issued in Rome was a lazy person for petty things. Could bear the heaviest attack, fights with Germany, which lasted for whole nights, with the bickering that old lady of Carthage. But the heat
no, could not do do.
[Ancient Greece and Rome]
Notes: - physics dealing with Greece and Rome and the pure force and weight, and elementary classical physics.
- Why Rome is an expert in Greece? Because it is undeniable that the Romans were impassable for urbanization and especially in the construction of aqueducts, arches etc-and then use the more physical practice.
- The title means Bridges and kisses (:
- The names of Greece and Rome Sonos results invented by me, because I have not found any others. _. Aspasia and Octavian (:
- The rest is licensed poetry. The fanfiction is involved in the
2010: A Year togheter issued Collection of starlight, with the prompt 169. "Surely you do not reach for physics, but you have a physical ... "
Rome was a lazy person for petty things. Could bear the heaviest attack, fights with Germany, which lasted for whole nights, with the bickering that old lady of Carthage. But the heat
no, could not bear to do.
Avoid drinking, going out in the sun, trying to stay as still as possible. But nothing. The city was a huge furnace, and even go to the theater or the circus became a torture.
So he decided to go down to the South: Greece could meet and spend time watching the beautiful sea of Sicily, perhaps under a pergola of vines.
Oh, it was great, by Jove!
Too bad that when he was reached at the magnificent residence of Aspasia found himself greeted by a dog pulcioso and flushed as he, without the woman had even deigned to come to greet him. Irritated
was in the house, making room to room, calling loudly. Nothing.
Eventually he found the balcony, sitting on an elegant chair, his back bent and his hair is completely out of place. He went
in silence and tried to touch a bare-shoulder dress had slipped and she, oddly, had not bothered to bring it up-but Aspasia suddenly turned his head and nailed him with eyes of fire.
Rome jumped back in terror: un'invasata seemed. Two deep shadows
the furrowed face, his eyes were small and little red veins going to the irises, because of fatigue, hair was ruffled by the cool breeze, completely wild and there was something in his movements that disturbed man .
-What!? - Howled her. He hated those
his mood swings, he still remembered when I was almost castrated because had made a joke about one of his sculptures.
-I wanted to ... goodbye-he stammered. She grumbled something and turned back. Octavian then had the opportunity to approach and see what he was doing.
calculations. Numbers upon numbers. Geometry. Sketches of a subspecies of the bridge which on paper looked great. Decorations everywhere and a long series of bas-reliefs showing an old myth.
-Oh, said a bridge-happy, doing to sit next to her. I-like-he said, starting to do projects with expert touch. -What do you need? - Aspasia
Quick as lightning struck him on the back of the hand with the ruler, leaving a good sign red on olive skin of Rome. These
withdrew his hand, cursing and looking grim, then snorted and said, ah! Magnificent welcome! -
angrily sat down on the opposite side of the balcony, looking for something to pass the time. The thick vines hung full of the first clusters, unripe. Octavian realized that he had not cared for nothing and that small twigs sticking out here and there. Bored
begin to come off one by one, the sound of puffs of Aspasia, who did not seem to find their way into that sort of thing.
was a small little genius, I had to admit, but the practical things were her great unknown. He could spend hours arguing treatises on philosophy and medicine, but when it came to physics and engineering seemed to fall into utter failure.
very roughly finished pruning the trellis is found many small sticks in their hands. Puffing sat down and began tossing one and then take it back, counting the times when it resumed and welcoming of these moments to an expert juggler.
counts, however, irritated the already unstable nerves of Greece, who ordered him to shut up, throwing behind a rock, with whom he still held the scrolls that would otherwise have flown away.
-Okay! Okay! - Burst Rome, closing his eyes and sighed. What would do for that one, repeated in his head, but giving a sweet tone with the little " that there .
Almost without thinking started to stack the sticks do with listless, yawning and leaning his elbow on his legs crossed and using the arm as a support for the head, hanging out of boredom.
Within minutes he had built a small bridge in miniature, which was sustained without any problems and that the summer breeze from the sea was not bothered or wobble. Pleased
grinned, proud of its engineering work. Aspasia was
made curious observer, then annoyed, then amazed. His lips were thinned and narrowed eyes, looking grim and dreary.
-envy, eh-Rome arrogant grin, getting up and approaching her.
This did not answer, but got furious and sent to air all the work, stamping their feet on the floor and saying-oh! It's not fair! -
sheets began to twirl, blown by the wind that threw light. Ottaviano smiled to himself and touched her arm, shaking her head.
-I can always help you, are here for, you know, she whispered, hugging.
were those moments in which Greece could not understand who he faced. He expected her to start teasing and derision and laughing sadistically. Instead, he was consoling and offering his help again, although he had previously rejected. The Rome
hand touched her face and wiped the few tears that had fallen out of anger, kissed her forehead and smiled.
hands were rough, dirty and callused, but liked to Greece, because they knew how to fondle anyone else.
unwittingly found himself in the arms of Octavian, lying on that table cluttered with unnecessary tools and pens, with his face ecstatic in the middle of the breasts.
sweaty and panting were lying on the mosaic showing a hunting scene, the happy expression of Rome was given to the small burst of air that could be seen between the vines. Greece sighed, staring at the ceiling in turn shoot.
They felt their breaths and the sound of the sea.
-You know, you're not sure of the scope for either physical or engineering, Aspasia, but you have a physical ...- joked Ottaviano, studying it carefully and focusing on the soft shapes of the breasts and the flat line of the abdomen .
She blushed and looked shocked, enraged punched him between the legs, which took his breath away. She could not bear to be shot, not the two-bit hick! And
mattered little whether he had at hand all over the world, was a lout and a boor would have been!
crumpling in on itself in a fetal position, with tears in his eyes, Rome held his breath. Jupiter-
What gives me strength-muttered to himself, rolling on the ground in pain, his voice slightly more acute.
-Oh! Just can invoke Zeus! - Hissing gathered his things and left.
When he returned in the evening-he had spent the whole day walking on the beach, he noticed a new structure that united the two residential blocks, a well-made bridge, on the basis of the drawing she made. He went
amazed touched the pillars and solid on the bottom, right on the foot of the first column, there was a tiny incision, " to my physical "
Aspasia was stunned, then burst out laughing. A strong and heartfelt laughter, full of joy and love. Even in fields
Octavian felt it, smiled to himself and looked at the dog who had followed him.
little to do, - he said to the animal-confidence with women are just the best-
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