GerIta-Hurt-Comfort

Training was extra hard today. I had to run extra laps for skipping out yesterday and I was so out of breath I could feel my chest rattling. When I glanced over at Japan, I could tell that he was feeling just as tired. Sweat ran down his brow, but he had a look of determination on his face that I couldn't help but admire. It was almost enough to give me another boost of confidence. Almost. Then I looked over at Germany, who had long since moved on to push ups. Wearing only a black tank top and green camoflauge shorts, you could see his biceps flex with each rep. His skin glistened with his hard-earned sweat, but he showed no sign of exhausti

     The hall was absolutely beautiful. The walls were a pure white with gold bordered squares every few feet with elegant red draperies in the corners of the room. The floor was a checker board and the people standing on it were like graceful players. The ceiling was high and arched of white and gold with a few chandeliers hanging, giving the room a lovely glow. The setting would have been perfect if not for the storm outside.      Feliciano was stunned at this sight until his attention was pulled back to reality by Alfred, the host of the party. He was in the center of the hall, laughing lo