A/N: I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCk. With a very, very, very, brain=hacking fic, so consider reading that. My first story for Ameripan X"D. Co-written with my partner, Black ! ( or Shinu Asagiri on FF ) I normally write AsaKiku, but since Ameripan is my OTP i guess i have to try :"3

Shall we start then ?

WARNINGS: Brain-hacking, angst, complicated plot line.

Disclaimer: Stray: Me no own Hetalia.!

Black: [ insert Black's lines here ]

Dissipate

Rating: T

Genres: Angst and Romance

Chapter 1.

Settings: 2p! Hetalia . 2p!AU . Sometimes game world

Kuro tapped on his keyboard slighty. He was bored, unlike the other exhausting days. The cause of his usual irritation, as well as exhaution, and in this case, boredom, seems to be a certain American. Normally, he and the red-headed would be fighting, growling at each other, or at a lower level, arguing. They could just never get along. However, today, seems to be a bit different. The brat hadn't shown up, much to this Jap's amusement. This was supposed to be good, so the reason he was bored, not that he knew. Truth be told, he sometimes feels a bit too lonely. "Kuro", which seems to be his name, did tell much of the Jap. The "Yin" side of the Yin Yang circle. He was mere darkness, Kuro - Black. There is nothing good about such a person like him, eh ? Sure, he kills, but not because of mere entertainment. He was bored, he was lonely, or he was just seeking for a source of warmth. A thing that no one knows, which is the "Yang" side of him. He does has his soft side, everyone does, but he drowned it, and left it forgotten. People had started to avoid him. And as there is no one near and no one to be killed, Kuro ended up here, in front of his laptop, surfing the net for no particular reason.

His eyes narrowed at the thing that had just popped out from his mail box. Somebody sent him a message, "must be spam", he thought. But he checked it anyway.

The message was displayed, which seems to be from a certain Swedish. An invitation to a game, perhaps. Judging from all those creepy games the Swedish had made, Kuro does have his bad feeling. But he wouldn't want to hear the man blabbering about his game, so he accepted anyway.

"The game will be started right after you created your character. You will literally, go into the game, so damage can be caused.

Agree to the terms of use ?

[yes] [no]

Sounds interesting, thought the Jap as he clicked [yes]

The character of his is finished, raven hair, dark brown eyes with a soft look on his face, a simple yukata, and friendly gestures. Just like his "Yang". With the name of "Kiku".

This shall be perfect, no one would know that it is him. So he can do anything he want, and has nothing to hide anymore. The [START] button was clicked.

But the truth, it's much more than just a simple "game".

A/n: DONE CHAP 1 ! -dances around- Yes, and if ANYONE guess what this "game" is actually about, i shall write a fic for you ! any pairing but UsUk and Giripan. dont hope much since my writing is not perfect ! Chào ~ ( that's bye in Vietnamese btw )