(A/N: Something I came up with listening to Russia's character song 'Light my Heart". Hope you enjoy it!)
One day, during their time on the Island, Russia disappeared from the Allies camp. None of them knew where he had gone. The nation himself was wandering the jungle, humming happily to himself. "This is such a lovely Island. It's so warm. Why didn't I come here sooner?" He said aloud. He heard a twig snap and he looked around. "Hello? Is someone there? I won't hurt you!" He called out. After a seconds pause, a girl with dark brown eyes and hair stepped through the bushes. "Who are you?" She said to him. She had a very think French accent and was very pretty. 'Maybe she's related to France?' Russia thought to himself. "My name's Russia. Me and some of my allies are stranded here." He told her. She tilted her head to one side, considering him.
"Are you related to France?" He asked, getting right to the point. Her eyes lit up at the mention of his name. "You know Monsieur France?! I had no idea! Where is he? Is he here?" She asked looking around, her blue dress swishing about. "He's here, but not with me. To be perfectly honest with you, I'm a little lost." He laughed nervously. She blinked at him before smiling and taking his hand. Russia blushed as she led him through the thick foliage. "Don't worry; I think I saw your friends a bit ago." She moved aside some leaves and revealed a beach. She pointed to a group of three sitting on the beach. "No. Those aren't my allies. Those are the people we're fighting against. Sorry to disappoint you…I don't think I got your name!"
"I'm so sorry Monsieur Russia! I thought that was them. My name's Seychelles." Russia looked down at her. "You're a nation! I see. Well thank you anyway." He smiled at her.
"Oh? But you could get captured if they see you!" She whispered, grabbing the sleeve of his coat.
"No worries, I can find my way back from here. Thank you Seychelles." He turned away from the Axis and started off in a familiar direction. She watched him for a moment, before stepping forward. "Will I be able…to see you again?" She asked, a faint blush spreading across her nose. Russia smiled and put his hand on her shoulder. "Probably. You have such a nice warm island here." They smiled at each other, before Russia turned and ran. When he got back to the camp the others were sitting around a fire. "Sorry I was gone for so long. I got lost when looking for fruit, and I ran into a delightful young nation." He said with a small smile.
"A nation all the way out here? Who were they?" China asked, looking round at him.
"Yes. She said her name was Seychelles." He looked at France.
"You met Seychelles? How was she? I haven't seen her in years." France said, a little in shock.
"She looked well enough. I'm kind of tired, I'm going to sleep." He sat down, put his scarf under his head and went to sleep. The others looked at him then at each other.
"He gets around-aru." China muttered.
"We should tie a bell to that scarf." England sighed. They looked back at the sleeping Russia, and sighed in unison.
(I think that'd be a cute pairing? Just me? I don't think Belarus would be happy if the relationship between those two blossomed into something more? Hope you enjoyed!)