Title: Eomma

Rating: K+

Summary: Russia tells his son, N. Korea a little bit about his mother, China, and why mommy is never around. Warning: Light mentions of mpreg.

Pairings: RoChu

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia in any way shape or form. Hyung Soo belongs to Lo-wah on Deviant Art.

Translations: Korean; abeoji- father, dad, daddy, etc., eomma- Mother, mom, mommy, etc.

***Hetalia***

It was late in the evening, S. Korea was already asleep when N. Korea finally came home. He came in the house quietly and was surprised to see that his father, Russia was still awake. Curious, he went in the room, putting down the bag of military equipment he had brought back to repair or clean outside the room before clearing his throat to alert the other he was there. The larger nation looked up at him and smiled before speaking.

"Welcome home little one, how was your very long day?"

"Same as usual, really. My boss gave me some things to bring home and take care of, but I can do that any time. He doesn't need them right away." North Korea replied, leaning in the doorway, his eyes wandering over the photos on the walls, noticing a few new ones had been hung.

Well, he knew what Russia had been doing all day.

"Oh? Nothing interesting today?" The Russian continued, continuing to frame photos as the light conversation continued.

"Not really… abeoji, how come we don't have an eomma?" N. Korea asked, making the Russian look up at him.

"You do have a mom. You're mommy is just hard at work….. 24/7." Ivan replied, seeming a bit nervous in his reply.

The other caught that, but didn't push the issue as a follow-up question had already appeared in his mind.

"When will eomma stop working, abeoji?"

"Once I find him again." the other answered, a hint of something murderous under his tone, but the Korean just listened, still facing the photos on the wall and continuing to observe how not one of them included his phantom mother.

That got him wondering, and he turned to face the much taller Russian.

"I've never met my eomma, what was he like?" he asked, brown eyes reflecting his innocent curiosity.

That was a look that showed up more in the other twin's eyes, so it made the older smile a bit to see that face on his older son instead of his usual stern look. Pulling a picture out of the album he was framing pictures from, he gave his usual grin before answering.

"Mommy was very nice… he is very hard working and very beautiful, just like you are lil one. This is him, right here." He stated, handing the photo off to the asian to look at.

He handled the photo carefully and almost had to do a double-take at the image there to make sure he wasn't looking at a photo of himself. (The resemblance was striking.) He immediately recognized Russia, but next to him was a shorter man with long brownish black hair in a ponytail and golden brown eyes, smiling the most genuine smile he had ever seen that matched his brother's own smile almost perfectly. Each of them holding a baby with black hair and odd curls which made them very identifiable as Yong Soo and himself, probably only a few days old. His face fell when he remembered that kind looking person was no longer with them and he continued to ask the questions that filled his mind.

"Was eomma happy when he found out he was having twins?"

Russia smiled an nodded before giving his reply.

"Da, he was very, very happy! He was a very proud momma!"

Hyung Soo tilted his head, studying the other's reaction before speaking further.

"Were you happy abeoji?"

"Da! Daddy was very, very happy to be a daddy, and was just as proud as he was! I made sure to show you both off to the other nations when you were really, really small little nations!" Russia replied, beaming.

Hyung Soo smirked and gave a quiet snicker.

"I bet I was still better looking, even back then."

At this, Ivan laughed good-naturedly.

"You were both very, very cute. You were a favorite of mine when you were small, and always getting into mischief."

Both nations laughed softly at that before the Korean gave a response.

"I bet that drove eomma crazy."

"Hahaha, da! It did! You would always be giving him scares by getting into trouble, messing with other, stronger nations as well sometimes! Your brother was a lot more calm, but he had his moments as well. The two of you were a lot of fun." Russia confirmed, nodding.

That threw the older twin off a bit. Him the troublemaker? Well, no he believed that, it was the second part that had him confused.

"Hm, odd. He's alway's wild and crazy now and I'm the calm one."

"Da~ kids grow into different nations~" Russia stated with a smile.

Hyung nodded, his gaze returning to the picture he was holding. Both were silent for a while, the Russian returning to what he was doing before the younger spoke again.

"….. When did eomma leave?"

"Hm?" the Russian glanced up at him at him before saying, "When he needed to be called back to work…. America needed him to work for him for a bit."

"When was that, though?" Hyung pressed, hoping to get the specific answer he was looking for.

Russia looked down at the photos again, a frown appearing on his face and a cold look in his lavender eyes.

"Mmmm…. a long, long time ago…." He answered vaguely, clearly not about to get into any more detail on that particular subject.

The younger realized this and didn't press the subject any further, deciding to ask one of his other questions instead, looking at the other and taking a seat across the desk to look at him.

"Was eomma sad to leave us?" he asked, handing the photo back to Russia.

Ivan glanced up at him, taking back the photo before continuing heavily.

"Da…. he did not want to go…. he was very sad. He did try and visit when he could. Amerika just wanted more and more things from him so…. sadly, he missed a lot of growing up."

Hyung nodded, looking down and remaining silent for a moment before speaking softly.

"I don't even remember what eomma looked like. I don't remember anything about eomma."

The older, who had been watching him the entire time, rose from his seat and hugged the North Korean tightly before speaking to him soothingly.

"We will find your mommy, and you'll remember. I know you will."

"How are you so sure?" Hyung asked, his voice as calm and even as it was throughout the entire conversation.

Ivan smiled, looking the younger in the eye with his hands on his shoulders.

"Because" he said, "your mommy is looking for you as well, I know he is."

The Russian's smile reassured him a bit into believing it was true, but his pessimism wasn't giving up without a fight either.

"I bet he won't recognize me."

"I think he will" Ivan countered, stroking the other's hair gently, "But now we should be going off to bed. We can look for mommy together soon, da?"

The Northern Korea nodded and gave a small smile despite himself before speaking.

"Ok, good night abeoji."

"Good night, night." Russia replied with a smile, letting the younger leave the room first before glancing at the open photo album one last time before turning out the light. Yes, some time soon….