Russia stood outside Ireland's door as he waited for her to answer, he was nervous about their first date and wondered if he had made a mistake asking her out. Russia soon forgot his negative thoughts as the door opened to reviel Ireland wearing soft yellow dress with her hair tied up into a messy bun. "Sorry that it took so long, Scotland was trying to convince me not to go."
"It is fine, I was not waiting too long." She smiled at this as Russia glanced over at the window where Scotland was glaring at them. Russia waved slightly and Scotland pulled the drapes closed roughly. He frowned in worry that this date was already not off to a good start. "Don't worry, he doesn't like anyone. Let's go out and have a good time." Ireland grabbed Russia's arm and pulled him towards the car.
He followed careful not to step on the end of her dress and opened the car door for her. "Thank you." She got in and pulled her dress after her before Russia shut the car door. He quickly got into the drivers side and drove to the restuarant. As soon as they were seated Ireland fussed over her hair, cursing like a salior as she tried to force the stray hairs into the bun. Russia smiled, unfazed by her cussing and tried to help her fix her hair.
After a while Ireland finally managed to get all the hair into her bun and settled down in triumph. When the waitor came to get their order, Russia thought he looked very familiar. Ireland didn't look amused at all as she glared at the waitor. "America. I told you guys not to follow me on my date." Russia blinked and looked back over the waitor, his cowlick having been hard to find the first time in his brown hair. "But Iggy promised me burgers..."
"Tell my sisters that I am able to take care of myself and I am an independent country who can date whoever she wants."
"R-right..." America quickly scurried off to the other side of the resturant where England and Scotland were trying to be incognito. Sighing Ireland turned back to Russia and apologized for her sisters behavior. "It is fine, I know you are just using me to get a point accross to your sisters." Ireland rolled her eyes and yanked on the front of Russia's suit to kiss him. "Shut up. I'm here for you, dúr."
Russia smiled and kissed her again, "Spasibo." Ireland smiled back and they both settled down to wait for their real waitor.
So, I made a promise a while ago that I would do a one-shot with this pairing, but it has been so long that I am afraid she will not see it. I am sorry IrishMaid for being late on this one, but thank you for having been one of my favorite reviewers!