Russia had lived for a long time, and although he didn't claim to know everything he did claim to know a lot. The problem at this moment was that he had no idea these new feelings. He sat in the conference room, staring at the boy for quite some time now. if he was caught he would blame it on too much vodka, but in all honesty, the blonde sitting across from him was more than enticing. he reached in his coat for more vodka, he had spoken to his sister and she said it was love, but he didn't want to believe it. He was Russia for the sake of all things soviet! He only hoped the blonde didn't notice his staring. Germany called time for lunch and Russia sat up and walked to the American.

"Hello, Amerika" he said with his trade mark smile. "I would like to know if you would become my lover." America looked shocked, which then turned to fear, and finally anger.

"Dude you have got to be kidding. You're kidding right?" he said as he laughed nervously.

"Nyet, I would like to be one with you, and not in the way of countries." Alfred looked around the room.

"Oh hey look at the time! Germany hates when we're late, see you around!" he ran off leaving Ivan there with a sharp pain that he still couldn't explain.

After the meeting Ivan staggered to his room, he drank at least two weeks of vodka just after lunch. He had a high tolerance, but that was still a lot. When he got to his room he fell on his bed and sighed. He picked up his phone and called his sister.

"Privyet?"

"Sister it is me…"

"Oh vanya! I'm so sorry, I don't have your money yet."

"Nyet sister that's not what I need"

"Oh I'm sorry for assuming, what is it vanya?"

"I told the Amerikan how I felt."

"Oh? Do I have a future brother in law?"

"He ran away. Avoided me the rest of the day."

"Oh brother I am so sorry! You should come here and we can talk, da?"

"Da. I am packing now. I will see you tomorrow."

"Ok, would you like me to invite Natalia?"

"Nyet!"

"Oh vanya you know should only means well"

"I know sister I know, just, please don't."

"Ok I won't. I'll see you soon"

*meanwhile in America's room*

"Dude what do I do? I saw him staring before but I didn't think he would try this! It has to be a trap! Commie bastard is trying to invade me or something I just know it! I need to build a robot! Thousands of robots! And a giant dome around me and my allies! Dude so not cool, I didn't want world war three to happen! Mattie what do I do?" America had been going on like this since the meeting ended and as always he went to his brother for help.

"Al, what if he actually likes you? He has been acting strange lately."

"There is no way! We have too much of a bad past. You trust commies way too much bro. you always defend Russia and Cuba, what next? North Korea?"

"Well…"

"Dude don't. Just don't. I need a beer. Come with me, I still need to figure this out." Canada sighed and went with him, bracing himself for a full night of ranting.

Sorry its so short,, next chapters are longer i promise!