FINE, Harley, Cheryl, I hope you guys are proud of yourselves xD I don't know much about this couple but I'll try my hardest! I really like Russia :] He's fun to write. ~Love
Russia paced back and forth in the large library. Books gazed back at him from their dusty shelves, wondering as their master paced, lost in a whirlpool of thoughts. Russia's coat, unbuttoned and wrapped lightly around his shoulders, fluttered back in the breeze created by the turmoil of his thoughts. In the man's hand was a yellow flower with soft petals and a great brown center.
Brown like Estonia's eyes. Russia thought with a smile. I like sunflowers. I like Estonia, too.
Russia stopped and looked down at the flower in his hand. His eyes widened slightly.
"Do I like Estonia?" He asked himself lightly, like a child. "Es-to-ni-a…" He mouthed the syllables slowly, savoring them in his mouth.
Russia blinked and smiled. "Estonia. Estonia!"
The name sounded beautiful to him, and tasted fair on his tongue. Crisp, like a summer's day, and yet sweet. Like Estonia himself. Estonia had always been good to Russia, and had never relied on him like Lithuania or Latvia.
"What do I do?" Russia began his pacing again, tearing a petal from the sunflower. "Estonia's eyes don't have yellow in them…" He grimaced, tearing petal after petal from the flower.
"Wait…" Russia smiled heartily. "I remember…"
He dropped what was left of the sunflower and walked out of the room and into the hallway between it and the kitchen.
"Lithuania!" He called, "Lithuaniaaaa!"
Lithuania appeared within moments, a scowl hardly hidden on his face.
"W-what?" He asked, an eyebrow twitching in annoyance and fear.
"Weren't we invited to something?" Russia asked airily. "A fair, I think."
Lithuania shivered under Russia's gaze. "T-the World's Fair. It doesn't look all that-" Lithuania stopped and his face glowed as an idea struck him.
If Russia leaves, I won't have to worry about him torturing me for an entire day! He thought with light reflecting in his eyes.
Russia watched him curiously.
"It looks like a lot of fun," Lithuania nodded furiously, avoiding Russia's eyes "so you ought to go for the day. The other nations invited you."
"Would that be something that Estonia would like?" Russia thought aloud.
" Ask him." Lithuania twitched nervously. "I-in the meanwhile, I'll go, uh, make lunch."
"Okay," Russia grinned, his thoughts elsewhere as the other man turned tail and fled. "I'll go find Estonia."
Russia walked absentmindedly through the hallways, with no true destination. He was sure that he would run into Estonia sooner or later if he kept walking. Eventually he grew tired of being alone with his thoughts and returned to the library.
As Russia opened the door, a smile broke out across his face. Estonia stood in the library with the sunflower and the detached petals Russia had left on the floor earlier that day.
"Estonia," He stepped inside and rushed forward, unknowingly looming over the smaller man.
"Y-yes, Russia?" Estonia blinked, ripped from his own thoughts by Russia's suddenly looming presence.
"I'm going to the World's Fair today." Russia mentioned.
"Uh-huh…" Estonia felt that there was something more to what Russia was saying.
"Would you like to go with me?" Russia asked calmly.
Estonia froze. The flower in his hand dropped, petal by petal, and finally the middle. A deep blush rose in his cheeks.
"R-Russia…" He began, but shook his head and continued resolutely, "sure. I'll go with you."
Russia clapped his hands together. "Perfect! We'll leave in an hour."
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