"YOU, you sunflower-loving oaf!" Yelled an angry England.
"YOU, SCONE LOVING BRIT!" fumed Russia
"WHATS WRONG WITH LOVING SCONES?"
"EVERYTHING!"
"WELL AT LEAST I'M NOT DRUNK EVERYDAY!"
"AT LEAST I CAN HOLD MY LIQUOR!"
"I'M THE UNITED BLOODY KINGDOM! AND I'VE KNOWN LIQUOR BEFORE PEOPLE EVEN KNEW WHAT IT WAS IN YOUR COUNTRY!"
"NO, IF YOU'VE KNOWN ABOUT LIQUOR LONGER, THEN HOW COME I CAN HOLD MINE BETTER?!"
"JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN HOLD YOUR LIQUOR BETTER DOESN'T MEAN YOU'VE KNOWN IT LONGER!"
"NO, BUT I'M STILL BETTER AT IT!"
"WELL AT LEAST I DON'T OBSESS OVER MY LIQUOR!"
" I ONLY DO IT TO ESCAPE BEING LONELY!"
"WELL IF YOU WEREN'T SO INTO TORTURING PEOPLE YOU WOULDN'T BE!"
This had been going on for about an hour now, and that last part struck Russia hard, he had been trying, trying to be nicer. He just got angry sometimes. He didn't mean to.
"W-WELL, IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A JERK, MAYBE YOU WOULD HAVE MORE FRIENDS!"
Now that got to England, he had been trying to be nicer also, but people just got to him and made him mad. England almost gave up arguing with Russia. Then, he had an idea.
"M-maybe we should be friends?" He said looking away. Normally, England wouldn't say this, but he had had feelings for the taller nation since WW2, and he wanted to be friends with him, possibly even more than that... But he knew that would never happen, and Russia would never like him in that way. So, being friends was fine for now.
"S-Should we?! M-Maybe..." Russia stuttered, a small blush present. The truth was, that Russia liked England too. Though, he also thought that England could never love him, because of his past.
" Y-yeah.." England said, wondering why Russia was blushing. England starts to pat Russia's back. "Sometimes you can be a fine chap, Russia."
"Sometimes? kolkolkol!"
"A-ALL OF THE TIME" England says as he stops patting his back.
Russia didn't mean to scare him, it was just a defense mechanism for when he was ever shown affection. He didn't mean to, so he tried to fix it."England? What do friends do?"
England was surprised by the question, he thought Russia might know that.
"Uh.. I-i'm not sure..."
"... Let us not worry, da? there are... apps?... for this kind of thing i believe..." Russia said, unsure.
" Wow.. Seems America's good for SOMETHING!"
"Yes... Something, not many things though."
"So, what do we do?"
" I don't know, comrade..."
"Then just name something!"
"Um, hide and seek? i don't know, i never played many games growing up..."
"With only 2 people?"
"Da. Do you want to?"
"S-Sure"
"YAY~!" Russia exclaimed happily. England loved seeing Russia like this, happy and carefree. It made his heart soar. "Do you want to hide or should i?"
" I guess ill hide.." And so they set to playing, and then came Russia's turn.
"He'll never find me here," Russia said as he climbed high into a tree.
"19... 20... Ok, here I come" England yelled. after three minutes, he found Russia, but Russia hadn't noticed, so he called out to him. "I found you, Russia!"
That turned out to be a huge mistake as Russia turned around, startled. But, he lost his footing and fell 10 feet to the ground. When he hit the ground, all the air was knocked out of his lungs and it was hard to breathe. He couldn't see anything because his eyes were closed, but that doesn't mean he didn't hear England calling for him.
When he opened his eyes, and could breathe a little better, he saw England, next to him, crying.
"W-Why are you crying, comrade?" He asked.
"I-I'm not crying!" England yelled, furiously trying to wipe the tears away, but he stopped when Russia got up and began to wipe them away.
"Do not cry, comrade, please?" Russia said, with a small, sad, smile. England could tell that the smile was real. England also noticed that the space between him and Russia was lessening, and Russia was blushing again.
"R-Russia? What are you doin-" But before he finished, Russia leaned down and kissed England full on the lips.
"I-I l-love you, England." And just like that, Russia was gone.
~Englands pov~
D-Did Russia just kiss me? But I thought he didn't like me that way. He l-loves me? Wait! If he loves me like he said, he probably thinks that he just ruined our friendship, I have to go after him! I-I love you too, you big idiot!
When I got to Russia's house, I had to stop for a moment, to catch my breathe, but when I did I knocked on the door quickly. From the other side of the door, I heard him shout "Coming" but his voice cracked, like he'd been crying.
~Russias pov~
'W-Why did I do that,' I thought as I ran to my house. 'You're so stupid, Russia! England probably hates you now! You shouldn't have done that!' I got to my house right as tears began to flow. I quickly opened my door, went into my house, closed it, and ran to my bedroom. I closed my bedroom door and slid to the floor.
"Stupid, stupid, you're so stupid!" I kept telling myself, until I heard a knock at my door. "Coming!" I called, wincing when my voice cracked. When I got to the door, I quickly wiped my tears away. When I opened the door, I saw England. But before I could say anything he jumped up, wrapped his arms around my scarf covered neck, and kissed me. When he pulled back, both of our faces were red.
"I love you too, Russia!" He said... Wait, he loves me too?
"But, why?"
"Why? I don't know, I just know that it's been a long time since I started liking you. And now that I know you love me too, I just want to be with you."
"W-What do you mean?"
"Heh, I thought it was plainly obvious," He said, and I just looked at him, confused. "*sigh* I want to become one with Russia, I thought that was obvious."
So, yea, sorry i kinda deleted my other story cuz I kinda lost inspiration... I don't care if you hate me, but this was a request from a friend, she'll be helping me through it alot! But yea, this started as a facebook rp... but then she asked me to make a fanfic about it, so that's how this was born. Oh, AMERICA!
America: Sup?
me: disclaimer?
America: Fiiiiiine, chibi-lavi-rulez doesn't own Axis Powers: Hetalia... Thank God!
me:Spasibo America.
