Hey guys. Here's another fanfic~

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia nor did this ever happen in history...because that would be awkward or something. Characters' name's/nickname's are involved.

Summary: China and Russia are going out together, but South Korea hates even the thought of the two even being close to each other. Ever since the Korean met the Russian (which was during the Korean Wars) he's always hated him. The horrid nation turned his own brother against him and took him away. But everything is in the past for the three nations. South Korea can only tolerate Russia a little since his bother loves him so...but he just can't stand the fact of losing Yao again. Will he be able to get his brother back and be happy again?

WARNING: It's rated M for a reason and their might be some a little bit of suicidal thoughts.

Oh, and one more thing: During the end of this chapter, I was listening to "Hero" and "Comatose" by Skillet. That's where all of that stuff came in. If you want, you can listen to that while reading this. I think it helps the mood.

Chapter 1: Restless Nights

South Korea's POV

I open my eyes sightly, feeling a very bad discomfort in my lower region. I could feel my face blushing like crazy as I thought about him more, which only made my problems worse. I just can't stop thinking about him!

Their's no way of stopping it. How can I when my own brother is dating Ivan? He's such a monster. He doesn't deserve my Aniki. He'll take him away like last time, but I don't want that to happen again. . . .

The worst part about all of this is that I can't do anything. Nothing at all. I want to protect Aniki, but I can't. . . .

I tossed and turn in my bed for awhile, seeing as though that doesn't help me sleep, nor does it help with my throbbing member.

Looking at the clock, I read the bright red number: 11:23. Great. Another restless night.

After a while of Yao dating Ivan, I've been having terrible nights without any sleep and sooner or later I've been having to deal with another problem. That's playing with myself.

I can't help it though. Every time I imagine hearing his sweet voice, seeing his dark chocolate eyes, his presence of being around me. it makes me melt inside.

I want to feel his warmth of our bodies together. I want to feel his soft lips on my chest, the cool breath down my neck. I want my Aniki back!

I feel my member twitch at the thought of him again. Here we go.

I try to resist, like on other nights, but most people say it's bad to hold it in. Sometimes i could get out of it though by thinking of something completely different, such as my other family. At other times, even Alfred! One time I tried getting out of this situation by thinking about Ivan and how evil he is, but it led back to Yao so that didn't help.

It's too late now though. I've thought about him too much. I need release. If I don't, I'll be in pain for the rest of the night and I won't be able to even sleep for a few hours.

Sighing, almost panting, in defeat I slip my hand down into my pants instantly touching the head. I almost squeaked. I never noticed I was in this much need. This is probably the worst it's ever been.

Taking another short breath, I go further down enough that I could wrap my hand around my length.

Chills went up my back from the sudden action. It wanted even more, throbbing for attention. Before I could do anything else though, I got out of the covers ans slid my pants plus my panties off (and yes, I wear panties. At least I'm not Francis and go commando). I didn't want to get them wet or dirty.

Going back to where I put my hand, I started to stroke lightly. This kind of thing always felt degrading, so as usual, I closed my eyes and imagined Yao doing it instead of me.

I bit my lower lip as I felt a moan or two jump in my throat.

'This has to stop.'

Keeping my mouth shut, I thought of the elder nation whispering seductively in my ear, words that teased me and turned me on,

'Why won't you let me hear your voice, aru?~ You're so greedy~'

Hearing his soft voice and feeling the warm breath on my ear almost made me lose it already.

With the vision in my head, I slowly took less pressure off of my lip and quickly had a sudden moan pop out of my mouth as my hand had a mind of its own, messing with my slit,

"Ah...Aniki~"

Childish sounding, but pleasuring words kept playing at my eardrum as my other hand came up to my mouth, holding out three fingers. I opened my eye to a squint and stuck out my tongue before pulling them into my mouth like a chameleon catching a bite to eat.

I moved my tongue around them, making sure to get in between and to lubricate them thoroughly.

'So generous enough to take in three fingers aru, you're more than just a good boy~' I whimpered at those words.

Still messing with my member now, but moving down to the base, I slid the fingers out of my mouth that left a string of saliva connected for a second before it sank down onto my chin.

Slipping my fingers down to my entrance, I let my fingertips on my member glide up my base, instantly feeling more chills go throughout my body and began trembling like a leaf.

I don't want to think selfishly or anything, but my poor neglected body. It ached for even more attention as the teasing went on, on my length.

"Ah-h-h...Anikee..P-Please..! I-I want more da ze!" I pleaded, having the thought of hearing the Chinese smirk as he barley touched my lips with his, using a slimy, wet tongue to trace the outline of my soft lips.

I was shaking all over, especially when the first two fingers poked through my entrance. Yao would probably push only one in first, but the suspense was killing me...badly.

The fingers roamed freely throughout my insides along with scissoring my hole. That's when my other hand immediately grabbed a hold of my base, squeezing it tightly.

"Ngh! Ahhh! Ani-! Ahnnn!" I cried out, feeling my insides burn with pleasure. I didn't feel like I could last much longer as I added the last finger; the three of them eventually made it up to my sweet spot.

"T-There! T-That sp-pot!"

I could just barley hear those words of Yao's, 'M-My Yong...you're so tight. I-I don't think I can pull o-out!" Ahn!'

His groans, Aniki! I need you!

Swallowing hard and feeling beads of sweat drip down my body, I slip my fingers out some, thrusting them back in roughly. Over and over I go on with my fingers as I stroke my member the best I can, feeling myself burn up even more.

"Ahhnikee! I-I'm c-cu-!" I begin to say, but stop as the moans get the best of me and I throw my head back, releasing my essence onto my chest, "Gha...ahh...A-Aniki...~" I pant heavily and pull the three helpers out as well as letting go of my softening member.

I'm really glad no one's here while I do this kind of thing...

I've really got to stop this...it has gotten out of hand. I can't keep doing this for the rest of my life. Aniki...Aniki...

I open my eyes slowly to find him not there, of course. Whenever I close my eyes and open them, he's never there. I miss him. I miss him too much to give up on and just be brothers. I want to be his lover. I want to pleasure him. Not that beast of a country.

Thinking as though I'll never get my Yao back, that I'll never save him brought tears to my eyes. I hated that I lost him to Ivan once, I can't stand him taking away my brother again. I'll die before any of that happens. I will fight for my dear brother, no matter what it takes!...the chances of that though are very slim...

I look down at myself, seeing the white substance laze around on my chest. I have to clean up another mess...

I chocked up a little as I sighed and got a couple of tissues from my bedside table, cleaning up the sticky mess, throwing them away afterwards. I don't even bother with putting on my pants or panties as I bury myself under the covers. This is crazy though once you think about it.

Do you think it's odd to cry over spilt milk? Crying over the one you love? I guess that's where the saying came from. You shouldn't cry over something stupid such as love, something you can't always get the way you want it to.

I can't keep acting like such a child all the time. Yao's someone I can't get back no matter what I do...so why bother?

He apparently...belongs to Ivan, not me.

It's not helping that I see that, but it's right their in front of my eyes and I can't stop anything. Doing this kind of thing is pointless, so why do I do it?

I shake my head to get rid of those thoughts as it only bring more tears. I hate this. I hate this a lot. I hate things that don't have a purpose at all. Sort of like me...

Having so many thoughts in my that I need to think about it. I can't think long though, it's my bedtime and Kiku's coming over in the morning...

How did you like it? Hopefully I can get the next chapter done soon. Comment please so I know people are actually reading this! ^ ^