MCD: I am totally, completely, absolutely fizzled out of imagination. Not only am I having a hard time writing new stories, I'm having even more trouble finding the motivation to continue stories… stories such as Where Is Home? And Breaking Barriers. I'm so very sorry that they're coming along so slowly, but my summer has been shockingly busy, and it leaves me slower.

All of me, each and every one.

Chapter 1: England

Gentleman

Yes, Arthur Kirkland was just your average gentleman. Holder of doors, sipper of various teas, judge of indecent character. He ate scones, wore nicer clothes 90% of the time, was never rude or obnoxious… depending on the company.

But, in all aspects, he was one true proper-and-posh British Gentleman.

Whenever she knew she looked bad, he would always tell her that she was still the most stunning person in the world to him. Whenever he saw Kagome's cuts or scars from the past, he would kiss each and every one of them until she flicked his nose in embarrassment. And, if she ever doubted him for a second, she reassured herself; how could a proper British gentleman ever be doubted upon?

Pirate

She was shoved into the Captain's room roughly by the back of her throat. Her traditional miko garb had been all but destroyed. Scowling, she dared to discard the hakama. The haori was long enough to cover herself up in anyways, and she was not going to wear filthy, blood-stained clothes for the rest of her captivity, thank you very much.

Hearing the door slam open behind her, she spun around in time to be mesmerized by piercing, cold, forest-green eyes.

"'Ello poppet," he murmured, his brilliant eyes roaming her now half-de-robed figure. "Well wha' do we have 'ere?"

Eyeing his bright red coat with gold trim, the extravagantly adorned hat, and the long cutlass resting on his hip, Kagome figured it was safe to assume that this was the captain.

"…Captain Kirkland-san?" she ventured, eyeing him in distrust. His eyes seemed to sparkle at the way her blue pools glittered darkly.

"That'd be me~ What's a pretty li'le thing like ye doin' on me ship, eh?" he prompted, striding toward her with the confidence of a champion… or a world-renowned pirate.

Backing up, she stopped when the backs of her bare knees hit the edge of the bed.

"Y-your filthy men said that I was to be your woman!" she growled at him in warning, but he only erupted into booming laughter.

"Topping swank then~" he purred and suddenly pounced upon her, pushing her against the bed.

"It's a pirate's life fer ye~!"

Britannia Angel

Clenching her eyes, she whimpered and clutched her love's... toga?... desperately. It had been so long since she had been anywhere near the sky… and those memories did not bode well for her even now.

"Don't worry, love," Arthur murmured protectively, clutching her closer to him all the same. She could feel the odd little star-tipped wand digging slightly into her arm. "I'd never let you fall."

Soothed, if only a tiny bit, Kagome gulped and hugged the Kirkland Angel tighter, her raven hair fluttering around her. It was an odd sensation to be in the air again; She was used to Inuyasha's rough leaps, ascending, weightless, and then plummeting seemingly to her doom; Kirara was a much smoother flier, but she made tight turns that nearly traumatized Kagome a few times. Shippo had been slow, like a hot air balloon, and Sesshoumaru… well, she'd rather not think about the soul-piercing glare she endured as she was forced to clutch to the demon's fluffy tail as they sped quickly throughout the skies.

This, however, seemed more… magical, per say, and not because it was an Angel or magic or anything. Most likely the cause of the special feeling was because it was Arthur, who had revealed the Kirkland Family Secret and then taken her for a flight as if it were a stroll through the park.

None of these things left Kagome any less scared, though.

Soon, Arthur's giant white wings were flapping, but they weren't going anywhere. Arthur chuckled when Kagome buried her face in his chest as a harsh wind blew past them.

"It's alright, love. You can open your eyes now." Swallowing thickly, Kagome placed her bare feet upon Arthur's sandaled ones. Making sure that her grip was still as tight as ever, she peeked open one eye… and promptly gasped.

All around them were twinkling stars in the pale moonlight. Looking down, a smile nearly cracked her face as she saw the magnificent view of lit buildings creating a map of England. The Thames, a bit off in the distance, sparkled in the moonlight. Big Ben stood proudly even in the night, the gigantic clock faces glowing almost gold.

"Arthur, it's… beautiful…" she smiled in delight, taking in all the sights. He chuckled at her amazement.

"Yes, yes you are." She giggled at the cheesiness and romanticism of it all.

"Want me to take you to Neverland next?" he whispered in her ear, trying not to ruin the moment. "We can stop by big Ben: From there it's the second star to the right and we head on 'til morning."

Kagome sighed happily, turning her head to look at her angel.

"Nah," she shrugged, a glint in her eye, "I already have my lost boy."

Arthur grinned and swooped in for a kiss, no pun intended.

2P!

2p!England pouted at the struggling Japanese woman. Sure, it must have been at least slightly uncomfortable, being tied up to a chair and whatnot, but that was no reason to refuse his cupcakes! Swirling blue and pink eyes frowned at the blue-eyed beauty.

"Aw, c'mon! They're world famous~" he encouraged, shaking one in front of her face. Freezing, she snapped her eyes shut and turned her nose up at the treat. He pouted and moved around to where she was facing.

"Pleeeease~? I made it just for you~!" he giggled, motioning to the mess he'd made of his pretty pale-pink dress shirt and brown vest, the flour and other ingredients splattered against him, showing his hard work. Once again, she peeked open one eye and then 'harrumph'ed, turning the other way. The strawberry blonde scowled, racing around the chair to her right side to shove the swirly blue and pink decorated cupcake in her face once again, nearly poking her in the nose with it.

"Hey! At least they're better than that drab other Iggy's food! Wouldn't you agree?" he tilted his head at what must have been an uncomfortable angle, giving her gigantic puppy eyes that were nearly hypnotic. "Cupcakes are MUCH better than scones!" Kagome just scowled and looked straight ahead, ignoring him with a fiery passion.

"Okay, now you're starting to piss me off~" he sing-songed, a dark look in his eyes. He could see her body go rigid, but she still did not even glance at him. Pouting, he stared at his cupcake for a moment before looking to her face. Wait a minute…

Grinning, he pulled a stool up in front of the little Asian woman and took a bite out of the cupcake. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed her breasts, making her gasp in shock, her mouth falling open. He hastily kissed her, and without any warning, thrust his tongue into her still open mouth. Passionately claiming every inch of her wet cavern, she shook visibly but moaned into the kiss…

…and the taste of the cupcake still on his lips~

Sorcerer

Deep down in the ground, at the very base of the Kirkland household, a certain teenage Kirkland was mixing ingredients on a table. But, these were not ingredients for baking nor cooking, for science, or for any other logical thing, for that matter. No, Arthur Kirkland was making a potion. But not just any type of potion.

"A-ha!" he cried out as a giant puff of smoke covered his face with soot. "I've done it! I've really done it! Now Higurashi from the Student Council will have to fall in love with me…" he grinned to himself, mentally patting his own back for the accomplishment. Pinking slightly at the thought of Higurashi, he spun around from the tabletop to look at the mantle above the fireplace. There, along with pictures of his supernatural friends, was a small, 4x6.5'-sized picture of one smiling Kagome Higurashi, Vice President of the Student Council. To get that picture, he'd said he was taking a picture for the yearbook with every Council member when he shyly approached her with an old-fashioned camera. Sighing, he felt lovestruck once again and moved forward to stroke the picture once, twice, before turning back to grab the love potion and test it on someone before thinking of a way of giving it to his dear, sweet Higurashi.

All of me...each and every one… it all belongs to you.

Every last bit.

MCD: I'm going to continue this as a drabble series, since that's technically what it is, or was supposed to be… each installment is a different country. Feel free to request one, but I'm doing the main characters first, probably America next. Thanks, guys!