Author's note: I never planned on writing fanfiction. One day, I was terribly bored and internet/tv deprived. Afret FOREVER, I finally got this one up. Enjoy~!
Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape or form, own Hetalia or any of the characters.
"Ivan? Are you home?" There was a knock at the door. Oh God! It's Roderich! Roderich, the single, most handsome, talented man on this earth. I should probably answer the door, but my heart is pounding so hard I can barely move! Despite the reputation of my cold, emotionless appearance, I really do feel. And, right now, all I feel is intense love. A passionate feeling of intamacy towards the man standing outside that door.
"C-come in," I managed to squeak out. Shit! That sounded weak!
At that moment, a magnificent looking Austria entered the room. He was just so beautiful! My legs are shaking slightly, I hope he doesn't notice. He smiled a smile that would make any sane (or insane, for that matter) person fall for him.
"Hey, Ivan. How are you?" He said, still smiling that smile I love.
"Uh, hi!" Compose yourself, Ivan! I stood up straiter and smiled my usual smile. "Everything is fine with me. What about you, Roderich?" I picked up a bright, yellow sunflower off my end table and handed it to him. After taking the flower from my hand, he smiled warmly.
"I'm doing well, danke. This sunflower is beautiful," he said, sniffing it. There's that killer smile again!
"That's good. Whould you like to share some vodka with me? I've saved a bottle for your visit." I said while grinning, hoping that he would catch the hint.
"Mmmmm. That sounds great. I have news to tell you, anyway. It'll be nice over a glass of vodka," he said. Hmmmm... news? What kind of news could that be...?
"Da, it will." I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers. We walked hand-in-hand to my kitchen where I was surprised to see Latvia waiting to serve us.
"Pryvet, Latvia," I said, still a bit surprised.
"H-hi, M-mr. Russia. Can I g-get you any th-thing?" he asked. I could tell that he was shaking. I sure hope Roddy dosn't notice...
"Hm... It would be great if you got Roderich and I some vodka," I said, smiling at Roderich, but he didn't seem to notice. I returned my attention to a shaking Latvia.
"V-vodka coming up!" Latvia said before scurrying off to retrieve the glasses. I lead my love to the table and sat down next to him. Latvia returned a moment later. He smiled shakily and set a couple of glasses in front of Roderich and me.
"Thank you, Latvia," I said and the smaller nation hurried away.I took a sip of my vodka and watched Roddy do the same.
"Mmmmm. This is lovely, Ivan! Danke," Russia said as he continues sipping on his vodka. I smiled lovingly at him.
"Anything for you, Roderich," I said, smill smiling affectionately. Roderich blushed slightly and cleared his throat.
"Uh... Ivan? About that thing I was going to tell you..." he started.
"Da?" I said slowly, not sure where he was going with this...
"Elezibeta and I are getting married. I came over to invite you to the wedding," he said slowly. MARRIED? How could he? Doesn't he know I love him? So many thoughts were zipping through my head at that moment, but none of them made their way to my lips. I dropped the glass of vodka that I was holding and it crashed to the floor. Endless enotions were going through my body at one time: Anger. Despiar. Hate. Love. Sadness. Self pity. Need- That's it! Need!
Need pumped through my veins like an empty void in me, calling out to be filled. Calling out for love. Wanting to be loved. Needing to be loved. Wanting the one person your heart aches when you're without them. The person that you can't help but smile when you're around them. The person that you want to give your entire being to, but what if they don't want you back...?