Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

I don't plan on making this NEARLY as long as it's prequel, "So Close and Yet..."

APHAPHAPH

"Russia?"

"Yes, Mongolia?"

"Come here, Russia..."

"Yes, Mongolia." Russia looked at the floor to hide his smirk whle walking towards Mongolia.

"Wait..." Russia stopped. "Take your jacket off." Russia gritted his teeth, but unbutton his jacket and let it drop to the floor. It made a loud noise when it hit the floor. Russia smirked.

"Damn..."

"You thought you could sneak a weapon in your jacket to use it against me? And what was this weapon?" Mongolia stood up and walked in front of Russia's jacket to pick it up. "A water pipe? Ah!" Russia stabbed Mongolia in the back with a knife. "That won't kill me... You know..?"

"Да~! I just wanted to stab you~!" Russia smirked. Mongolia swiftly turned around and back-handed Russia to the floor.

"What the Hell is wrong with you?"

Russia put his index finger on his chin and hummed. "I think it all started when you first showed up at my home and raped me and my sister."

Mongolia grabbed a handful of Russia's hair and forced him on his knees. "If you bite me, I'll bite you." Mongolia pulled down his pants...

Russia groaned, and sat up. He ran his hand through his hair. "Why did I have that dream, out of all the dreams..." He looked next to him to an empty bed. "Oh... That's right... Prussia's spending the night at Germany's today..." He plopped back down. 'He's been visiting his brother and Italy more and more... And Italy... I wonder if he still has a crush on the little Italian...'

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Prussia was staring out the window of the moving car while leaning on his palm. He wasn't exactly looking foward to returning to Russia, knowing what was coming, and he was already angry about it.

"Where here, Gilbert."

"Hm? Oh, thanks..." Prussia got out of the car and walked inside of the large house, awaiting the questions.

"Welcome home, Gilbet~! Did you have fun?"

"Yeah."

"What did you do?"

"I just hung out with West, and Italy made pasta for me..."

"And how is Italy?"

Prussia sighed. "He's going out with Germany."

Russia's smile didn't go away. "What about his brother?"

"I dunno. He was probably hanging out with Spain or something... I didn't see them."

"What about France?"

"'Didn't see him, either... It was just my brother... And Italy."

"So, you had a threesome with Italy and your brother, then?"

"Wha- you always do this whenever I come back from Germany! No, I'm going out with you, and I wouldn't cheat on you!"

"You were there for longer than usual..."

"Well maybe I wanted a break from you and your paranoia."

"Paranoia? I'm just worried."

"About what?"

"About you~!"

"About me, cheating on you?"

"Or getting it against your will... Are you?"

"Stalin's paranoia's spreaded onto you."

"Don't compare me to my boss from centuries ago!"

"Then don't assume that I'm cheating on you!"

"Then don't leave all the time for months!"

At this point, Prussia got very angry with Russia. "...You know what? You won't have to worry about me cheating on you any more. I want a break- from you."

Russia stared at Prussia's red eyes with his wide ones. "You're breaking up with me?"

"I'll still go to Kaliningrad for work, but for now on, I'm staying with Germany, for good!"

Russia couldn't believe what he was hearing. "...No."

"What do you mean, "no?"

"I mean..." Russia snatched Prussia's wrist. "You are not leaving- ever!" Russia dragged Prussia into the basement and into the well-furnished room.

"What the Hell, Russia?"

"I'm never letting you go, Kaliningrad! I love you too much!"

"If you love me so much, you would just let me go!"

"I love you too much not to let you go. You'll be my caged beautiful albino birdie~!"

"You think of me as your fucking PET?"

"Well, you're not my boyfriend any more, so what else could you be when you're going to be locked in a room until you'll stay with me willingly again?"

"...You know what? I don't think I ever actually "loved" you... I'm just starting to think that it was a very bad case of stockholm syndrome! That must be it... After thirty years, what other choice did I have? Hating you for thirty years?"

"...I'll be back to give you your dinner." Russia left the room and locked the door.

"Wait! Russia!" Prussia ran to the door and started banging on it. "Let me the fuck out!" After a few minutes Prussia finally gave up and slumped against the metal door. "Damn it..." He ran his hands through his hair. "I thought you became different..."

Little Gilbird hopped on his knee and chirped. Prussia pat the yellow bird. "I should at least get him to let you go, while it's still summer... Hide on the door frame until he opens the door... Go to Germany." Little Gilbird chirped and flew on top of the door frame.

Prussia decided to read something while waiting. His cryllic has improved through-out the years he was stuck with Russia. Speaking of the large Russian, there was a knock on the door and Russia slowly walked in carrying food. Little Gilbird took this time to slip out and look for an open window...

"I have dinner, Gilbert~!"

Prussia set down his book. "Great, because I'm fucking hungry."

"I'm glad~!" Russia set down the plate of food on the desk next to the bed and sat down with Prussia.

"Hey, um..." Russia forced a fork by Prussia's mouth. He ate it and continued talking. "I'm... Sorry, for before... I was just... Tired, and kind of frustrated..."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah... Germany... He questioned why I keep coming back here to the person who technically held me captive for thirty yeras almost... And I just had such a good time with him, that on the way here, I started thinking about staying... But I have work here, and you're here..."

"Oh." Russia smiled. "Well, you won't have to worry about dealing with Germany anymore~!"

"He's mein bruder...* And, with no wall keeping him from me, he's going to wonder where the Hell I am, and come over here no matter what I may say to him over the phone."

"You're not leaving... You're never leaving me... I can't lose you too..."

"I'm Kaliningrad... I can't leave you..."

"Germany could try getting Kaliningrad..."

"He's going to if you don't let me see him..."

"I don't want to let you go... In here, you're safe..."

"From what? Other countries taking me from the all powerful Russia?"

"...There's always America..."

"Hell no! I'm not lettin' him take me! I'm pretty sure Belarus wants to kill me, even though I convinced her to be happy with America!"

"...You're the one who did that?" Prussia nodded.

Russia's smile turned soft. "...She's very happy with America..."

"That's good..."

"You should probably continue eating..."

"What about you?"

"I already ate..."

"I enjoy talking to you..."

"...You're not leaving."

"Why the fuck not?"

"Because, I can't bear to see you leave, ever again, not knowing what you're doing..."

"And I suddenly remember why I broke up with you."

"...I'll leave so you can eat alone..." Russia stood up and left, locking the door on his way out.

Prussia gritted his teeth and picked up the plate. "FUCK YOU!" He threw the plate against the steel door, making it shatter, and the food spread out everywhere on the floor. "...Why the Hell did I do that...?" Prussia plopped down on his bed and sighed. "I hope to Gott,* Little Gilbird makes it..."

APHAPHAPH

I'm thinking... 4-8 chapters?

So... Who else saw Harry Potter?

OH MY GAWD! Just... OH MY GAAAAAAAAWD!

Now it's over for BOTH books AND movies! T-T

Aaaand I'm pissed off at my dad, again...

"Mein bruder" - "My brother"

"Gott" - "God"