Alaska's Burning Love

A Hetalia Love Story

Part One

Purple Eyes

A/N: Things are not going to be entirely historically correct because somethings just go better with the story like the whole boat thing. Also I got this idea from something I read a long time ago on quizilla but it was only the Alaska thing everything else is all me.

I sat on the shore upon my favorite rock, my silvery blonde curls blowing in the wind and my brown eyes following the waves. I let out a sigh watching a whale breech in the distance, I loved my home but sometimes it could be so lonely. Of course a couple of small ships have come and gone but they always left me alone eventually. It seemed that no one wanted to stay with me for very long. What use was having all of this space if I was the only one here?

I stood up and took one last look at the sea. I was about to walk home but I had to do a double take as I saw something white in the distance. I squinted my eyes trying to make out what is was. Could it possibly be just another cloud or possibly … yes it was! A ship, a very large ship was slowly drifting toward the shore. I jumped in excitement, I had never seen boats as big as these maybe they were coming to stay!

I climbed down off of my rocky perch and hid behind some lower rocks so I could watch the ships come to shore. After about half an hour the ships were so close I could swim out to them but then they stopped. My hopes faltered a little thinking they wouldn't come but then I saw a couple smaller boats being lowered. Soon the boats were filled with people and before I knew it they were standing only a few feet away from me.

I stared at them from my hiding place as they talked to each other in a strange language. There were many people there but my eyes kept falling back to one in particular. A man with light sandy hair and large deep purple eyes. As curious as I was I was also a bit afraid these men looked big and scary. I was thinking when suddenly the purple eyes man turned to where I was hiding he called out in his strange language "Почему привет маленьки"(why hello little one).

I let out an small yelp of terror and sat down hugging my knees to my chest, praying that the strange man would come over here. My hopes were crushed though as I heard loud footsteps draw closer to me. I closed my eyes tight and when I felt a large hand on my shoulder I cried out "Please don't hurt me!" I knew he probably couldn't understand but else was I suppose to do?

"Oh you speak English! Well, well isn't that a surprise." the man said thoughtfully. I looked at him with tearful eyes and nodded. He gave me a warm smile and said "Don't worry Lyubof, I do not intend to hurt you in anyway. My name is Russia, but you can call me Ivan. May I ask your name?" His words were coated in a small tinge of an accent as if he had a lot of practice. Yet at the same time they seemed strained as if dieing to let his accent show.

For some reason I trusted him, I don't know why but I did. I dried my eyes and looked up at him saying quietly "People have call me Alaska but my name is Sky … I think I like it better. It was a name given to me by a friend." As I said this his eyes got wide and he called over to his friends in his native language. I didn't know what he said but I heard a lot of talk amongst the men and for a reason I felt it was about me.

I felt tears starting to well up in my eyes again and Russia/Ivan cooed to me calling me that strange name 'Lyubof' again. My tears finally died and gently he picked me up from the sandy ground. I looked up at him with big eyes as he carried me and he smiled down at me. I felt warm and protected in his arms and I liked the feeling. After talking to the men for a minute or two he carried me over to one of there small boats.

I panicked not wanting them to take me away from my home. I squirmed in his arms and tried as hard as I could yelling at him the whole way. I only stopped when he took me by my arms and looked directly into my eyes. His eyes were so intense I didn't dare move. "Don't worry Alaska I am just going to take you to our big ship so we can have some lunch. I promise I will bring you right back." he said and as he did his eyes softened. I nodded and took a seat, wondering who this man really was.

I was a it anxious to eat the many foods spread out on the table but after tasting them, fell in love. My favorite of course was a dish he called Pelmeni, it was a dumpling type food and when you bit into it your mouth was filled with rich meat flavors, in short it was delicious. After I had eaten my share I sat in silence fidgeting under Russia's gaze. Finally he broke the silence by saying "You are very young Lyubof, who takes care of you, and where do you live?"

It was such a strange question I didn't live in just one spot I just lived here and who would possibly be here to take care of me. After thinking about it I replied "I take care of myself, I always have and I live here … all of this place is my home." After I had answered he laced his fingers together and nodded as if I had just confirmed something. "Why do you want to know Russia?" I asked.

He closed his eyes and gave me a smile before he said "I was just thinking dear Alaska you seem much to young to be living here all on your own. You are so small and delicate anyone could come and take over your precious home. I on the other hand am big and powerful, I could easily protect you from anyone. So what I am getting at is … how would you like for me to live here with you?"

I was shocked, no one had ever staid here or even tried to help me. I was always afraid that someone would come and take over my home but if I had Russia around … I couldn't stop the smile that crept across my face. Then my face fell … what if he was lying just to take over my land. What if I agreed and he left never to return.

Before I knew it I was crying again and Russia was at my side in a second his arms wrapped around me. I buried my face into his warm soft scarf and cried saying "You … you are just going to leave me Russia! I don't want to be alone I really don't." He stroked my hair softly trying to comfort me but it was rather rough as if he wasn't use to showing any affection.

After my tears had gone and I was left hiccuping Russia held me an arms length away from him. He knelt down so his eyes would meet my own and said "I promise I wont leave you Alaska. I will stay here with you as long as you need me. Ok my Lyubof?" I sniffed as I gazed into those deep intense eyes of his and nodded, throwing myself back into his arms. His warmth surrounded me and my nostrils were filled with the scent of foreign spices.

I had gone five years without anyone in the world to care about me and now I had someone a big brother of sorts. I couldn't stop the large smile that spread across my face, I had always wanted a big brother.