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Mistletoe Releases Tension
By Waterrain
Mistletoe is the root of all that is evil in this world or at least that is what America thinks to himself and he hates it. Some clueless Nations such as Italy, Spain, and Russia even though Russia is the one causing America's undying hatred of mistletoe.
"Hello, America." Russia commented innocently, he ignored the glare, and held up mistletoe above their head.
"Get that mistletoe from above our heads, Russia." America said cheerfully, but his smile was tense and he grabbed Russia's hand the one with the mistletoe firmly. "Why must you do this every damn Christmas?"
Russia didn't reply, but he used his free arm and wrapped it around America's hips. His lips pressed softly against America's making the blue eyed Nation gasp and Russia easily invaded. After a moment the mistletoe was dropped, America wrapped his arms around him, and kissed Russia back. It was a battle expect with lips and tongues, but in the end it was a tie. They both pulled away at the same time, their cheeks flushed, and breathing heavily.
"To release the tension, da. So there is not another cold war, comrade." Russia said huskily and he was breathing heavily trying to catch his breath. After all America's mouth was quite breathtaking for it is so warm and it takes a few moments to recover from that taste of freedom. It surprises him on how America's lips can be so soft and tender.
"You always say that Russia." America whispered softly and he hated how every time this happens that his voice gets really quiet. Russia's mouth was quite breathtaking for it is cold and it takes a few moments to recover from the shock. For despite the coldness that Russia's mouth was pretty nice and his lips were soft.
"The others will be arriving soon." Russia commented smoothly and they managed to get their cheeks back to normal.
"I hate mistletoe." America stated firmly and his cheeks burned for Russia was giggling sounded sort of cute.
"You always say that America, but we know it is not true." Russia said innocently and he picked up the mistletoe.
"It is true." America said stubbornly as he grabbed the mistletoe and Russia walked away smiling to himself. America rolled his blue eyes, he decided to put the mistletoe above the entrance, and then there was a knock on the door.
"Hey, What's up." America said cheerfully as he opened the door and forgot about the mistletoe hanging up above the entrance.
"Oh my look there is mistletoe above you and me." France stated playfully and he suddenly pounced on America who was surprised by the statement.
His lips pressed against America's lips that were parted in a 'O' and he was on top of America. France's hands were on the others bottom and he was not one to pass anything like this up, but who would have guessed that Russia would use his pipe and slam it across France's head.
"No one kisses America under the mistletoe. Understand, da?" Russia commented innocently, his violet eyes had become darkened in silent rage, and he had an arm wrapped around America's hips. Everyone expect for America looked at Russia in shock and then in horror at the pipe which was now stained with blood.
"Jeez, Russia. It is Christmas day and a time for there to be peace in the world." America told him firmly and he wiped off his lips for France's kiss was pretty unpleasant it felt as if he was trying to suck the hero out of him.
"Of course, Comrade. You can kiss them, but they can't kiss you." Russia stated calmly and he watched as America puffed out his flushed cheeks. The unspoken words were 'Only I can kiss you' and it made America's cheeks burn for Russia is always the one to kiss him first before he even has the chance. It is annoying and embarrassing.
"Whatever." America commented smoothly and he rolled his blue eyes in annoyance. "What a way to kill the fuzzy feeling of Christmas by smashing someone's head in front of everyone and getting France's blood on my special Christmas carpet."
Russia looked at the looks of horror at the Nations standing by the door, he smiled innocently, and then took the mistletoe down.
"Sorry for you having to see such a thing, but remember no kissing America under the mistletoe. Merry Christmas." Russia said to them cheerfully and he handed the mistletoe to America.
"You can do the kissing, but they shall not." Russia whispered softly into America's right ear and then pulled away. "Understand, da?"
America rolled his eyes and then checked France's pulse.
"Okay, France is still alive and the Christmas party is still on. Just ignore the blood thirstiness and sheer insanity of Russia." America commented cheerfully and he put the mistletoe into his pocket for it appears no one is in the mood for it due to the fact Russia used his pipe on France. Maybe later they would be in the mood for mistletoe?
TBC
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