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here's yo request amigo CrossFight1005

i'm dOING THRYNYX NEXT RinKawaiiWillow

and then Audrio

and then Theiacest

and then Zana

and then Migeli

okay so here have some NatLois for you hoes

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"Natalya will walk all over your heart in high heeled boots." Aleksander Plisetsky once said.

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It was another sunny day in Venice, Italy. And the squad's come here for vacation.

"Benvenuto in Venezia, Italia!" Theia, Romeo, Adriana, and Alois, exclaimed.

"Ohhh man, I can't wait to meet some hot Italiana chicks," said an excited Alek. This disappointed Jeanne.

"Oi, Alek," Yurik poked his friend. "Your sister seems to be busy with something," he gestured at Natalya.

Alek's younger sister was with an Italian guy, around sixteen to eighteen.

"You know, I like guys who own motorbikes." Natalya flirted with him. The boy was leaning on his motorbike, and he looked like he could be a model too. "Stylish, Italian, ones."

Alek facepalmed. "She's flirting with older guys again, I see. Well, I'm not surprised. She always does that, just not with anyone in our group."

"Young figure skater Natalya? Daughter of an also famous figure skater Yuri Plisetsky and a former Miss Universe?" The boy with Natalya asked.

She was thinking he's stupid for asking that, because the answer was already obvious. But she kept her nice act and smiled, "Sì, sì. Sono io."

"Puoi parlare Italiano," His eyes widened. "Impressionante~" He flirted back. "Though you are only fourteen, I'd take you out on a date. How about that, eh?"

Natalya perked up and her eyes formed hearts. "D-davvero?!"

The guy nodded. "Certo. Here's my number," He handed her a card before hopping onto his motorcycle. "Ciao," He winked at her, put his helmet on, and left off.

Natalya fainted dramatically and fell to her brother's arms. Alek sweatdropped.

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The sun was setting, and everyone went on dates. Zac with Hana, Romeo with Haneul, Yui with Gamon, Yukino with Kou, Claude with Kath (Kath's brother, Christopher, is pissed about this), Onyx with Thrystan, Christa forced Yurik to come with her, and Alek had asked Jeanne out—Natalya is pissed about this.

The Russian girl was about to protest, until someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind.

She turned around to see the guy from earlier. Her scowl formed into a smile. "C-ciao!"

"So... shall we go?" He asked her as he returned the smile.

She nodded.

Alois saw this and had the temptation to yell at Natalya, but it would be that night in Barcelona all over again.

So he gave up.

But couldn't help feeling jealous.

And then there was squealing.

"Sei Alois Nekola?" An Italian girl had approached him.

Natalya heard this, and stopped on her tracks. She turned to take a look at them.

He smiled at the girl. "Sono io."

She told him a few sentences in Italian and finally, after taking a deep breath, she asked him a question. Natalya understood most of it and was already fuming. The guy with her tried to calm her down, but she pushed him away.

Alois thought about the girl's question for a while, and finally answered, "...Perchè no?"

She shrieked and jumped with joy. She was about to tackle him into a hug when she was pulled back—

Yuri Plisetsky's only daughter had her grip on the back of the Italian girl's shirt. Her dark blue eyes filled with fury; she was pissed.

Natalya stepped on the other girl's foot with a high-heeled bopt that has quite a thin end, and hell, it hurt.

The girl ran away crying. The guy with Natalya, afraid, had driven away with his motorcyle too.

Natalya pulled Alois closer—hard—and whispered, "You're mine."

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