HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-France!

HetaliaxReader: Lost my Book-France has it...!


             You could tell by the way he was walking it was France. You couldn't belive it when you saw your book in his hands.
'Oh god!' you thought. 'He deffienetly read it! Damn!'
"Ohhonhon (your name)! Look what I found!" he said waving the diary in front of his face. You didn't have time for this. He probably already read it.
"Thanks Francis!" you said giving him one of your 'don't care but thanks' smiles. He didn't seem to like it. When you reached for the book, he held it back out of reach. You grumbled a little.
"Whats wrong (your name)~" he traced your face with his fingers. It felt good but..
'Wait NO! He's FRANCE!' you thought, metally yelling at yourself. He lifted your chin and connected his lips with yours. You couldn't believe it. France, was kissing you?!
He looked at you with desire.
"You want your book back (your name)?" he smiled seductively. You nodded, and tried to reach for it again. He did the same as before.
"Non-non-non!" he smiled brightly. He opened the book, and smiled. He was READING IT right in front of you.
"Francis! That's mine!" you shouted angirly, trying the get it from him. But he kept dogeing your aim for it.
"What's 'zis??" he chuckled. "Francis has sexy hair! I know, non?" he winked.
You finally, were able to get the book from him. He pounted a little, as you shoved the book into your bag.
"What's the big idea France?" you replied angrily. You couldn't stay mad for to long. He was just to sweet. Even though he seemed to be a major perv, he was still nice at times.
"I just wanted to return it to you." he smiled, before taking your hand. He leaned into your ear, and licked the outside of it. You shievered a little.
"Like 'zat (your name)?" he whispered. Without hesitation, you nodded. He then-without you knowing-put his hand in your bag and took back your diary.
"Dirty frog!" you shouted realizing what he did.
"You sound like that Angleterre!" he laughed. You smiled.
"I'll kiss you." you said cheekily. He gave you a sedictive glance.
"Ohonhonhon...a kisse?" he said.
You nodded.
"For my book back."
He shook his head.
"More then that!" he said turning around again.
You bit your lip.
"Five kisses? BIG kisses!"
"Close..." he said.
You dare say the words...?
"French kiss..?"
He smiled, and looked like he was going to hand you the book. Before you could take it, and put it in his coat pocket.
"Not until after 'ze kisses mon-cherie!" he took your hand, and off you went.
You were able to get your book back. You also didn't have to do anything crazy either. Franics was good to you 'this time' he said. Next time it would be more serious consequences. But you didn't mind it. Maybe you'd leave your book again in his seat for him to find. Who knows?