Privet! I'm a really depressing yet insanely happy and psycho person, so THIS was born. Uh, there might/will be mild to severe child abuse on Russia's part, Russia might even kill his dad, Oh, Ukraine and Belarus do not exist. And possibly only minor to none on China's part. Uh, they're tiny at the time, so like, their 11. Anyway, Russia wears his normal outfit, but it fits in just as though he was huge, so it fits him perfectly, same with China, except China wears for a jacket, he wears a blood red jacket with his flag.
Disclaimer. DANGIT THIS IS FANFICTION, NONE OF US OWN THIS. READ
"It's so cold Ivan aru." China said, looking out from how far they had camped from Russia's house. It was cold and dark, China wanted to go in, but, Russia's father was drinking and smoking pretty heavily from his day at work. He was swearing currently "DAMMIT, I SHOULD'VE NEVER HAD A FREAKING KID HELL!" plus, there was an odd looking woman, who wore tight clothing and had holes in her clothes in weird places. But that was a couple hours ago.
"I don't want to go back Yao, I hate him, I hate him so much, I want to die when I'm next to him, that's why I always want to come over to your house da?" Russia explained, the wind was blowing fiercely, the two huddled together for warmth, but it didn't help, Yao was terrified. Ivan looked inside the house from the top of the snow for they built a while back and were huddling in.
"Alright, I think he's passed out." Ivan said, looking down at China who crawled out of the fort.. The two quietly walked inside the house, not making a sound. Russia's dad was passed out on the floor, things were torn off the shelves, pictures were torn, it was a wreck. And Russia's dad would beat him for it.
"Yao. Do you have your stuff?" Russia asked quietly, dropping his snow gear before he walked up the stairs, China did the same.
"Shì (Yes), I put it up there earlier aru." China whispered back, walking slowly up the stairs as Russia was.
"Da. Good. You can stay as long as you want okay? It's not like my, or your father cares…" Russia mumbled when they got to his room, he shut the door just in case his father wakes up. They both sat and looked at each other with deprived, melancholy, agony filled eyes.
It was about 12, both of them were wide awake, laying in separate beds, but they didn't talk. Russia had always been there for China and China was always there for Russia, they didn't need to talk, they knew what was wrong.
"YA khochu umeret'."
"Wo xiang si."
END CHAPTER
Well, whaddya think? Uh, I wont update for a while 'cause I am working on Reversal. And other stories, please PLEASE review da? I also can't take myself seriously because I am listening to Hetalia Gay Bar. XDD I might change the rating to M instead of T, but oh well, SERIOUSLY REVIEW. Uvidimsya pozzhe!