w-wonders why he's doing that..!

he's snapped...

the Turk's strange. O.o

that both Antonio and Elizabeta should mind their own buisness....if he snapped or if he's strange it's none of their concern. D<

tries to grab his wrist and make him stop!

jerks his hand away and throws another one in. "Why are you trying to stop me?!"

tries to grab the book from his hand. "Why are you burning books??"

grows quiet and grabs another one flipping through the pages before tossing it in. "It's none of your buisness...I didn't realize your

brother was rubbing off on you so much."

blinks at this and frowns. >n< "H-he's not! I just don't approve of burning books!" Now he's trying to gather up the books and pull them

away from Turkey's reach.

had managed to grab one more and chucks it hard into the fire before turning around to glower at the Canadian. "These are my books I can do

as I wish with them."

shrinks back a bit at the look, taking a step back. "B-but why are you burning them?" he asks, trying to read the cover of one.

manages to snatch his really really old and favourite copy of Arabian Nights and brings his arm back winding up to throw it in the

fire. "Because I'm stupid!" He growls as he throws it in anger.

flusters worse at the reason and the anger, dropping the books and trying to move between Turkey and them, putting his arms up. "S-stop

please, you're not stupid..!"

glances down at the Canadian and lets his hands drop to his side. "Why do you care so much?"

a bit of a bookworm, he doesn't have very many good condition books that aren't new. "B-because, there's not reason to be burning such

nice looking books eh.... it seems like a rather large waste too..."

upset and these books seemed to make him even more so. "So that's the reason." He mutters before he side steps the Canadian grabs another

one and throws it into the fire.

flusters again when he's side stepped. "S-Sadiq why are you burning them?? Won't you regret this later??"

probably will regret it and especially regret burning the only reminder of his younger days; the copy of Arabian Nights. However, he stays

silent and pathetically throws another one in.

tries to grab his wrist again, giving him a pleading look. If he had known the significance of that book, he would have been extra

careful of it.

finally stops and sighs. "Fine...I'll stop."

"I-if you want to talk about something, I'm here eh...." he says, unsure.

sits back on a log and runs his hand through his hair in frustration. "You're a nice kid Matthew but you already have enough to listen too."

fidgets a little, shaking his head. "No, I mean it.... I'll do anything to help if I can, too...."

rests his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands in frustration. "I'll be fine...." He was being stubborn.

hesitates, but sits down in front of him in the dirt. "...y-you don't look fine...." he says reluctantly.

closes his eyes and inhales deeply. "I don't think I have in a while." He admits.

bites his lip a little. "I'll listen...." he offers again, wanting to help but not sure what he could do.

looks up and smiles or at leas tries too. "It's just some history shit....it's really impossible to fix."

can tell his heart's not in his smile at all. "Well... the past is the past right? We keep improving and we keep moving on and hope that

things are better now than before..?"

chuckles darkly at that. "If only it were that. You're past is not nearly as bloody as that of mine and..." He pauses and sighs. "Your

government is a lot smarter than mine as well."

hums softly. "Well yeah... I'm not as old as you.." He looks up at him. "...t-there's always hope though eh?"

can't help but laugh at that. He was old...much to old. "Sometimes I wonder about that too."

smiles a little at the laugh. "Well....if we don't hope then the future is lost?"

loses the smile. "But what if you hope for too long and don't recieve any change or improvement?"

hums. "Then you have to... take action and make it happen yourself?"

shakes his head. "Matthew, you do realize that we are merely nations. What our people do is completely out of our control. I couldn't

possibly step into my government and take control. I can only guide from the sidelines or watch. And it all depends if they even want to

take my advice in the first place."

sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. "I know, I know.... I just like to think sometimes we have more control over ourselves than that."

He brings his knees up and rests his chin on them. "But still, even a single human can start a big change, if they get enough people

behind them...."

nods as he thinks back on a certain human he was really fond of. "Yes, that is true too. Maybe I need a time machine or something." He

laughs lightly. "Could help."

chuckles softly. "Yes well that's true. Someone really needs to invent one of those soon."

nods. "I'm surprised no ones tried." He pauses to think for a second. "If you could go back in time to change something what would it be?"

hums, considering this a moment."I'm not sure... I mean, there are good and bad things in the past, things that would have been better off

without... but everything happens for a reason, right? Those things that don't kill us make us stronger, and all that....."

"Yes, yes, but if you could. What would you change?"

considers it for a moment and just shrugs. "Not sure. Recently? Probably 9/11... it just seems a gain-less war from both sides... and

affected Al so much.." He sighs, looking up at him. "Why, what would you take back?"

nods. "The day my stupid Prime Minister...no my government refused EU membership so that I'm not in this shit situation right now."

blinks. "...yeah, that would do it," he nods, resting his chin on his knees again.

leans back. "I'm sure there are a ton of other things I would change but I think this one is the dominant one in my mind right now."

hums. "That's what had you burning all those books?"

tenses and goes silent for a few seconds before speaking up. "I guess you could say it was one thing...."

frowns at the reaction, staring up at him. "Ah...."

grows quiet again. He hated showing weakness.

stays quiet for a moment too, before innocently asking, "do you want to talk about the other reasons?"

sighs. "I'm tired of being discriminated against."

's expression falls. "O-oh, I'm sorry eh...."

him a sad smile. "It's not your fault."

"Eh...still...." he replies a bit sadly.

pats his head again. "If it counts. I'm feeling a lot better thanks to you."

flusters a little at the pat, looking up at him. "Well, I'm glad for that at least..."

smiles. "Maybe you should start charging. You could make a living out of it."

chuckles softly at that. "Turkey, barely anyone knows I'm there most of the time, I don't think anyone would come to me for that.."

"Are you one hundred percent sure about that. Think about it."

shrugs. "It's either that or they mistake me for Al...."

"I'm sure it will be like that at the start but once they know that it's you listening then they'll start remembering because you'll

end up helping them psychologically."

hums. "Eh, maybe... I dunno though."