He had always been on the weird side, as far as weird gets. Last year, on his first day -a month and a half into school- he arrived at the door and knocked, yes KNOCKED at the door. No one knocks on a classroom door, seriously!
So, after his little knock, the teacher let him in. He was tall, as in, 6-foot-I-could-crush-you-and-a-half feet tall. Scary, too. Well, except for the fact that he had this cute little smile (I mean cute as in kicked puppy, not cute as in attractive) and a pinkish white scarf covering him up. That made him much less intimidating. He had smiled, blushed a bit, and introduced him self as "Ivan Braginski." He had a super thick accent, too, and I found out he was a Commie. DAMN THEM! SENDING INNOCENT LOOKING SPIES TO LEARN WITH OUR AWESOME TEACHING SKILLS!
Anyways, fast foreword to present day. Yup, I was a junior now. 17 years old, and very attractive, too.
"Hey, Alfred, come here!" I turned to see one of my best friends, a German -no, Prussian- albino named Gilbert.
"What is it, dude?" I replied, smirking.
"Braginski is totally in our TA again, that is SO not awesome!" He whined in return, angrily motioning to Ivan. As he said, the tall Russian was sitting in a desk in the front, happy little smile in place. Like always. He had on his scarf, too. He never seemed to take it off, not even in gym and stuff.
Normally I would tell Gil to shut up and leave the Commie alone, but something had happened.
Over our summer break, I had to 'visit' him with my mom, which ended up being torture. Absolute torture. I had to go over to his house, which was relatively normal as far as houses go, and 'have fun' with him while or mothers discussed some crap for work. My twin brother Matthew was at his friend's house, so I was alone.
He took me up to his room with his weird-ass smile and sat down on his little twin-sized bed (Heros like me had KING SIZE) and motioned for me to do the same. Which I did, like the awesomely nice person I am.
"So, Fredka, what would you like to do?" He asked me. Damn, I hated it when he called me 'Fredka' like it was some word in his stupid Commie language.
"I dunno, it's your house, dude!" I laughed, looking at him a bit awkwardly.
He gave me the most innocent smile and laughed darkly, which scared me for a minute (Heros never get scared!), and then pointed towards a TV. It was like he had some sort of evil plan!
His room was fairly normal, too. It was sparsely 'decorated' with a bookshelf (Only like, FIVE books in American, all the rest in his Commie language!) and a desk, asides from his little bed. The walls were white and had no pictures or anything, which was sad if you ask me. Mine have tons of game posters and stuff, mostly from my best friend Kiku, and pictures of me and my bro. His had nothing.
On his desk sat a sunflower, of all things, and a fancy looking computer. And then a small TV on his bookshelf, facing the bed.
"Would you like to watch a movie?" He asked. I nodded, what else was there to do? It's not like I could hold a conversation with him, he was too weird! I can't fraternize with the enemy Commies anyways!
He stood and walked to the shelf, scarf ruffing a bit behind him. He wasn't wearing his usual beige coat, he had instead a loose white and blue sweater, and that was weird. I had never really seen him in other clothes besides that stupid Commie getup.
"Do you like scary movies, Fredka?~" He asked cutely, holding up a DVD case with that creepy smile. I nodded, I was the Hero, I wouldn't get scared! So, he put it in and rejoined me on the bed, leaning long ways with he head against the pillows to face the screen. I had to, too, because his bed was so small. And the placement of the stupid TV screen.
It was really weird laying next to him, we had to be so close, too! It was horrible! The previews played for a moment before we reached the menu, and I involuntarily stiffened. I hated ghost movies! He had to pick Paranormal Activity, of all movies, too! I turned my head to see him staring at me with that stupid little smile. I was contemplating punching him in the face when the movie started, but I opted instead to focus on it instead. That was a bad idea.
10 minutes in I was all but crying, huddled against the wall with Ivan's sunflower-print blanket balled up in my fists.
"OHMYGOD DID YOU SEE THAT THING MOVE THEY'RE GONNA DIE IVAN!" I cried, shutting my eyes tightly.
"Da, Fredka~ That poor girl…" Ivan smiled and glanced at me, and it felt as though he was ENJOYING my suffering! I mean, I wasn't SUFFERING, Hero's aren't afraid, right?
"Oh, I did not know you were so afraid of little ghosts!" He giggled.
"I AM NOT! YOU JUST ARE UNAFFECTED COS OF YOUR STUPID COMMIE POWERS!" I replied, still hiding as the girl was again teased by the ghost. Damn him for finding my one weakness within five minutes!
Just then, the blankets were ripped off of the girl on the screen and she screamed -okay maybe it was me- causing me to jump and grab the nearest thing. That 'thing' just happened to be Ivan, who seemed as shocked as I was.
I buried my face into his sweater, trying to block out the creepy music that was playing. I hated ghosts, HATED THEM! Why did I say yes to him! Why didn't we just watch The Hangover like normal people!
And he did the nicest/weirdest thing. Ever. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer.
"I will protect you, Fredka, do not worry. Those ghosts are not as scary as Communism, da?~" He whispered softly. The TV screamed again and I clutched him tighter, crying softly. He was warm, I noticed, and that finally did it.
I let go and lunged away, falling off of the bed in the process. For a minute, I just lied on the floor, staring at the bed like it was going to start doing the Macarena.
Ivan peeked over the side and looked at me, smile now gone for an expression of shock and worry. When he saw I wan't dead and/or passed out, he grinned and giggled.
"You are silly!"
"AM NOT! YOU'RE THE CREEPER WHO DECIDED TO, LIKE, HUG ME!" I yelled in defense. I heard the door click open behind me and heard a gasp. I sat up to see a really hot chick -Ivan's younger sister Natalia- with an expression of both anger and admiration on her face.
"BIG BROTHER!" She cried, lunging at the bed and hugging Ivan. He looked as though he was about to cry and was trying to pry the girl off of himself.
"Did that nasty Capitalist American Pig try to rape you? I WILL KILL HIM, VANYA!" She cried, facing me. At this point, I noticed she had a very shiny kitchen knife in her hand and a malicious grin.
"Wh-what…?" I could barely mumble before she threw herself at me. I closed my eyes, and covered my face, expecting to get stabbed for laying a finger on her precious 'Vanya' -whatever that meant- but felt nothing. I stood quickly, reaching over to help Ivan subdue her. He had grabbed her before she could hurt me, and she was trying to escape.
"KATYUSHA!" Ivan yelled, and his mom -Katyusha? Does that mean mom in Commie?- and my mom came running up the stairs. His mom barked in that Commie language again and Natalia immediately stopped fighting. Ivan released her and she glared at me, spitting a few things that I could only assume were swears before leaving. Katyusha and my mom remained.
"I am so sorry about little sister, I will try to keep her away!" Katyusha said, her huge breasts bouncing. I had barely noticed before how exactly HUMONGOUS they were.
"It is okay, big sister, she does not mean harm." Ivan looked at me and smiled. "I shall continue the movie, da? We do not want to disturb you two," He looked at the women and they grinned and left.
It was quiet for a minute as Ivan fiddled with the TV, turning it off, to my surprise. I had sat back down on his bed, this time at the edge.
He turned to me and smiled, "So, you are afraid of ghosts?"
I scowled but nodded, not much use in trying to hide it now. But I smirked back after a second.
"So, you are afraid of your little sister?" He gave me a pained expression and nodded. We were tied now.
Author's Note:
PRIVET COMRADES!~ This is the first chapter to my glorious new fanfic~ The first fanfic I have deemed worthy of posting on this wondrous website! It will have more romance soon, don't worry! Sorry about the shortness, the next one is almost done and longer, I should be posting it a bit later today! As for posting schedules go, I am hoping to find some sort of definite time, but I don't know about it yet.
So, i basically have been stalking the Hetalia thread on here for two months, and I have loved every bit! RusAme is my favorite pairing, yay! (I used to only like RoChu, which I do not like anymore..)
Anywho, I hope you enjoy this! ^