A/N: I'm doing this on a of my friend said it was impossible for me to write MPreg. So I'm showing her wrong. Maybe... I wrote this all in one go starting around three in the morning. I didn't bother editing it I just wrote it. It's pretty terrible. And I left a bunch of stuff out. This is probably the laziest I've ever written something so please don't expect much.
Also, just pretend like it's not too strange for guys to get pregnant in here. Because they are countries, I imagine it would be pretty different from life.(duh) And let's just say that when countries have children, it's their like, cities and/states and such. Like, America's children are all the states.
And please don't comment if you're going to say how stupid this story is or how unrealistic, or how OUT OF CHARACTER RUSSIA IS! I know he is. But my friend wanted RusLat and I can't write Russia. At all. So whatever. Don't mention it. Please. It'll remind me how bad I am at this. I'm better at writing original stories, not fanfiction. (Though I like reading it) And I already have low self esteem so please don't make it worse. Thank you.
WARNINGS: Sex, MALE PREGNANCY, yaoi, and Russia incredibly out of character.
Russia had been acting strange lately. Very strange. The Baltics states noticed this and been unusually careful around him, maybe they forgot a birthday? No… That couldn't be it. Was Belarus stalking him again? But she does that every other week. What had gone on recently to make him act this way?
He had been very quiet. No sound coming out of his mouth unless a sigh. He had a depressed atmosphere around him. He seemed to sulk as he read a book, or had a far off look in his eyes as he worked. His mind wasn't on anything and he hadn't barely touched any of the brothers since he became this way! They were scared that his original self would come back with a vengeance and try to make up for lost time.
Latvia turned to the two older nations and asked, almost in a whisper. "What do you think is wrong with him?"
Estonia looked puzzled, "I haven't the slightest clue. I just remember that on our way back from the last World Meeting, he started acting like this. Actually, it was right after we met America's new kid. I think…" he answered.
"I don't see how that has much to do with it. Maybe it has something to do with his boss?" Lithuania wondered.
The three nations drooped their shoulders, not having a clue about what it's all about.
And at about that time, "Lithuania, Estonia, could you come here for a second?" Russia called in from his study.
The two nations snapped to attention and ran in to the room together, leaving Latvia standing alone. He sighed and continued on with his regular chores until Lithuania and Estonia came back.
They were pale, and looked a little scared. "What did he have to say?" Latvia asked, wondering if it was something to say he was back to normal.
"Nothing!" the two nations said loudly and together as they rushed off to their chores as well.
Latvia, curiosity getting the better of him, peeked his head into the study. "Russia?" he asked quietly.
"Yes, what is it, Latvia?" Russia asked, walking towards him.
Latvia started to get scared all over again and was beginning to shake. "Uh, um… I was just wondering, uh… if there was something wrong? Maybe I could help?" he finished quietly, seeing the taller nation towering about him.
Russia smiled and looked down at Latvia. "There isn't anything wrong anymore. But I will need your help later." he paused, "Hey, Latvia? You love me, right?" he asked.
"Uh, umm… yes! Yes, I love you Russia!" Latvia said from reflex.
Russia frowned and Latvia started to shake more, wondering if the answer wasn't satisfactory. The taller man sighed. "I guess that will have to do, I'll be back okay? But remember, you already promised to help me." the smile had returned and Russia patted Latvia's head gently before leaving the room.
Latvia fell to the floor. 'What have I just agreed to?' he repeated in his head until Lithuania came into the room and helped him to his senses. But Latvia refused to tell him any of the conversation that had occurred before Russia left.
