Finland lingered in front of the door. The last couple of days had been… quiet. Sealand being there had helped, but when the tension became so thick you could cut it with a knife, he decided to run off and spend the night with Latvia. Finland smiled bitterly. It had gotten so bad he escaped to Russia's house. That was pretty bad…

He took a deep breath and pushed open the door. It led to the living room and Sweden was sitting there with his eyes closed and his head in his hands. Finland breathed a sigh of relief. He was asleep. But half way across the room he heard, "Fin… come here."

He closed his eyes and turned around. Sweden was looking at him, but Finland couldn't meet his eyes. "Sweden, I…."

"If ya want to leave, you can go. 'M not gonna stop ya."

"I… I… I didn't mean it like that. I keep thinking I need to leave, but then I can't. I just can't."

"Ya seem happy, but then ya don't seem content. 'M not gonna keep ya c'ptive…"

Finland looked at the door. It was still open. It was inky black out, but that wouldn't stop him. He had traveled in the night many times. Just ten minutes to pack his stuff and he could go and be free. He had suggested his own space to Sweden when he was building Hana-T'mago's doghouse, but that didn't go over too well.

But now he could go… He could leave… But did he want this? Is that what he wanted? True he sometimes felt trapped, but he was happy. He was. He loved Sweden. He loved Sealand and Hana-T'mago. Finland never regretted running away from Denmark with Sweden.

Finland forced himself to look at Sweden and found that he wasn't so scary anymore. He did look broken and hurt. He loved Finland. Their eyes met. Finland knew Sweden was ready for him to move and walk out the door that was letting in the cold air.

He did move. Finland moved and he saw the flicker of hurt and heartbreak in Sweden's eyes. It then changed into confusion, as he didn't go towards the door, but towards Sweden. Finland swooped down and their lips met. He leaned in, sitting on his knees and straddling Sweden. The kiss got harsher and hotter and…

Shirts were tossed on the floor and mouths wandered to necks and on chests. Finland knew this was sealing his fate. He couldn't leave now that he was proclaiming his love. He'd stay and be with Sweden, but -he smiled to himself- no way in hell would he ever be comfortable with being the "wife" and "mother".

"Minä rakastan sinua," Finland breathed in Sweden's ear.

Sweden was surprised. Usually the nations used English in meetings and whatever language the majority spoke in casual conversation. Sweden had never heard Finland speak his own language, since he usually spoke in Swedish. That had always made Sweden feel somewhat bad, like Finland was afraid to use it. But now he thought that maybe Finland didn't stay because he thought he was a prisoner, but maybe, maybe because he loved him back.

He pulled back and looked in Finland's eyes. They were big, violet, and full of… lust. "Do ya r'lly?"

"Kyllä," he said and began kissing him again.

"Jag älskar dig också," Sweden mummured. From then began a wonderful night and a very happy couple.

MY SECOND ONE! YAY! I had to add the languages (translations below, though I'm sure you can guess what they are saying), because I think it's kind of romantic, I guess. Sorry there wasn't too much action. I didn't feel like going all the way (no pun intended). I'm dedicating this one to a very not so innocent person. lol! Oh, and don't forget, BECOME ONE WITH MOTHER RUSSIA! Please review!

Minä rakastan sinua- I love you (Finnish)

Kyllä- Yes (Finnish)

Jag älskar dig också- I love you, too (Swedish)