What's up everyone it's Resm! So this is my first Hetalia story and I hope you all enjoy it! It's focused on my favorite pairing right now which is IvanxRaivis. 3 As for all my HP fans don't worry another chapter will be up soon. I've been so busy with school (A.P. Lit. lol .) and work, which I now thankfully have. As for my Genius of Love fans I'll be updating that as well. This idea has been circulating in my head and I had to write it. All I've read on RussiaxLatvia is rape and really angst-y stuff (not that I mind so much lol.) So I've decided to go into another turn with it. I believe Russia can feel love it just has to get through his thick head haha.

Warnings: Violence, underage love, mental abuse, maybe mpreg (still debating),ooc. And those moments of absolute fluff.

Pairings: Mainly RussiaxLatvia but there will be some side pairings.

Summary: Russia decides to play a mind game but what happens when he begins to take it serious? Even the coldest hearts can be warmed with love.

Disclaimer: If I owned Hetalia I wouldn't need to find a job now would I lol?

Human and real names used!

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The Russian front was covered in a terrible snow storm. Trees hung onto their very roots as the wind almost ripped them off from the ground. Everyone was locked in Ivan Braginski's enormous though they wished they weren't─ Russia had been put in a terrible mood since the storm started. He had been experiencing many mood swings and as a result the Baltic States had been arbitrarily punished. Even his sisters sat in the house unhappy and unsatisfied. Everyone was being held against their will. The first couple of days were the usual beatings and the forced labor around the house. Afterward he began to get creative with his punishments; he would corner them when no one was around and beat them with his water faucet. He would lock little Latvia in the broom closet and forget he was there. It happened about three times but Lithuania or Estonia would always get him out about five hours later when Russia wasn't there. They tension grow dense and the three feared their tyrant would go to more elaborate lengths to 'entertain' himself.

Russia knew there was nothing the three Baltic States could do without receiving a worse punishment. Russia had grown bored with physically torturing his 'guests'. He sat in his massive bedroom thinking of a new way to indulge his sadistic need. He wanted to try a different approach with his abuse but how? He wanted to watch them ruin themselves to utter oblivion while he sat back and enjoyed the show. But who could he do it to? Estonia was too calm and collected to trick. Lithuania already knew how Russia was. Latvia… Russia thought his little Latvia. Latvia was young and certainly naïve. He didn't trust Russia but with a little bit of manipulation and convincing he could probably earn his trust. He would get close to Raivis and crush him like glass at the right opportunity.

Russia's lips pulled themselves into a wicked grin. He would get the naïve Latvian to fall for him it couldn't be hard. He was positive the boy found him attractive; from the first day they met he could see his large eyes admiring him until he stripped him of his power and broke his nose for the first time. Hr could still remember it, he had taken the shaking youth into the garden of his home where he tried to resist going into the older man's home by force. Russia didn't need to use his water pipe; his fists did a much better job hurting him. He could still feel the warm blood trickling on his gloved hands and the sound of ribs cracking at the contact. Latvia let out a pathetic shriek before falling to the floor in pain where Russia kicked him in the face breaking his nose. Russia smiled innocently placing one large foot on his back before forcing Latvia flat on the ground.

"You should know better than to try and challenge me little Latvia. From now on every time you try to resist me I'll make sure to leave you bleeding and begging me to stop."

"Y-yes sir Mr. Russia…" Latvia cried in defeat. He sobbed quietly, burying his face in his hands.

Since then Latvia coldly admired Russia's exotic features with respectable animosity. The boy wasn't ugly either─ he had curly blonde hair and creamy skin. His large purple eyes were filled with an untainted purity and fear. He knew the boy didn't have an experience in the matters of love, much less the manipulation of love. Ukraine had always been telling him to stop hurting he three of them especially Latvia. He would technically be hurting than more than just playing a mind game, A rather cruel mind game but one with exciting results. He would get Raivis to love him and then break his spirit down.

I van couldn't wait to start his new game. It would be the perfect diversion against the harsh winter.

Chapter 1: The Game Begins

Latvia and his brothers were cleaning the kitchen. Estonia was mopping the floor and Lithuania was making lunch for the day. He had just finished washing the dishes and was about to put them back in the cupboard when he heard the sound of heavy footsteps. They all tensed up but Latvia stiffened more so than his other brothers. He shakily walked over to cupboard but lost his balance on the wet tile. He ended up dropping all the plates he held. Instead of falling face first into the broken glass a pair of big hands saved him. Latvia expected to see Estonia holding him but once he realized that it was a pair of gloved hands holding him he began to shake uncontrollably.

"Why Raivis, you could've cut his face and bleed all over this white tile." Russia announced nonchalantly. "It's a good thing I was here to save you da?"

"T-t-thank you Mr.R-Russia…" He thanked looked down. Was Russia going to starve him again or just push his face down on the broken plates?

"Please, call me Ivan. It seems you owe me little Raivis, da?" He turned Latvia around and forced him to look into his purple eyes.

"I-I-I r-r-really should get this cleaned up sir…" Latvia stuttered flinching slightly. He attempted to leave but Russia's grip tightened.

Russia's innocent smile was plastered on his face. "I told you to call me Ivan. It's ok one of your brothers can clean it up. I want you to come with me."

"Y-y-yes… Ivan…." Latvia's eyes began to water as Russia's fingers wrapped around his tiny wrist.

"Do not cry little Latvia, I'm not going to hurt you." Russia teased.

"Sir, where are you taking him?" Estonia asked worriedly.

"That only concerns me, da? You work on getting this mess cleaned up."

With that Russia and Latvia disappeared behind the corridor and could be heard going up the stairs. Two large doors could be heard shutting from up stairs.

"Dear god, I hope that monster doesn't do anything that bad… He's just a child..!" Lithuania exclaimed throwing down the wooden spoon he was using for cooking.

"There's nothing we can do about it now. It's Russia's home and it's his rules." Estonia stated sadly picking up the larger pieces of white plates.

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Latvia had already started crying hiding his face in his work clothes. He tried to control the pathetic sobbing that tore open his mouth in uneven tones. Russia had told him to sit on a table close to the large window. The man said he wouldn't hurt him but he highly doubted it; Russia had the tendency to give them false hope like that. Russia had locked the doors to his room so even if Latvia tried to escape he couldn't. Even if he did try Ivan would just find him and beat him down with his pipe. Latvia stared at Russia looking out of his window. The storm hadn't let up at all; the wind howled outside and large balls of tightly packed snow could be heard moving around. Slowly Ivan turned back to Raivis smiling sweetly. Latvia's grip on his chair tightened to a point where the wood would have cracked. He just couldn't take anymore 'punishments.'

"Mr.- I-I-Ivan, I swear I didn't m-m-mean to drop those plates. I can go out and buy more tomorrow or t-t-tonight if you like─"

"Hush little Raivis, why are you so afraid of me? I haven't done anything…yet."

Ivan crept slowly over to Raivis who attempted to look at the wall beside him. The entire room was dimly lit. Russia's porcelain skin and tall figure stood out against the shadows. Russia took this time to really observe Latvia's physical features─ his large violet eyes were rimmed red and tears were continuously wiped off. He was biting down on his rosy colored lips. His white face held pink tinted cheeks. His curly hair looked a bit out of place and his legs were held up against his small frame. Ivan hadn't noticed it before but the young boy was… beautiful to say the least.

Latvia couldn't take the uncertainty anymore. If Ivan was going to do something he just wanted him to get it over with. "Please," he sobbed out, "If you're going to hurt me sir just do it. I won't resist or anything. I'll be c-c-c-completely at your mer-mercy." Raivis felt ashamed, he couldn't even say a whole sentence without stuttering.

Ivan stood close to him, towering over the small adolescent. A look of irritation grimaced his face, "Do you honestly think I'm that heartless Raivis?"

"Of- of course not sir!" He exclaimed.

"I don't like boys that lie to me Raivis. Now tell me the truth before I'm forced to do something, da."

"I just… I just can't take another beating sir!' He broke down sobbing. "Last time you hurt me so bad I was limping for days and you bruised my ribs so bad I coughed out blood. I'll work twice as hard and I'll never break another dish I promise!" Latvia's skinny arms wrapped around himself in an attempt to shield himself from whatever would come.

Russia was taken back; he had never seen this side of the boy before. Whenever he would hurt Raivis the boy wouldn't say a word. He would tear and yelp but nothing more. Then he either left limping or one of his brothers came to pick up his unconscious body. "Well, I wasn't planning on hurting you from the beginning. I was just teasing you, da? I actually just wanted to talk to you."

"You just wanted to talk?"

"Da."

Raivis didn't know what to say. It could be another diversion but he felt his body ease a bit. He didn't get the feeling that Ivan wanted to punch his face in but he could never be too sure. "Ok then… what did you want to talk about sir─"

"Ivan." Russia corrected with a new found smile.

"I'm sorry, Ivan, did you want to take about military plans or invading another country?" Latvia asked naively.

Ivan's smiled deflated and Raivis began to quiver. "Why are you shaking? I haven't even said anything?"

"I-I thought I said something wrong… You were smiling and it went down…."

"It only went down because you mentioned things I have no interest in. I wanted to have a decent conversation with you little Latvia. I wanted to get to know you better, da."

"Me? Why me?" Latvia was startled.

"Why not? We hardly talk and we don't know each other that well even though we live in the same house. Is there something about you I shouldn't know?"

"No, no not at all! I… I guess I'm a little confused as to why you'd want to get to know me. I mean there's Toris , Eduard and your sisters too." Raivis trailed off.

Ivan chuckled softly, "I can talk to any of them any time I want, I have no desire to talk with Belarus," Russia shuddered slightly. "But I really want to know more about you. You never talk to me unless it's replying to anything I say. I want to know the real you. I'm your friend, da?"

Latvia stayed close to his chair. "If you so sir… Ivan." The name was like metal scratching the roof of his mouth. "What would you like to know?"

"Anything at all. You can confide in me with anything, anything." Russia smiled wider.

Latvia began to feel uneasy again. "Well I like to read a-a-and write poetry."

"That would explain why you're always in the library. What do you like to read?"

"R-r-romance novels," he replied shyly. "I'm kind of a hopeless romantic!" The little Latvian country laughed nervously.

Russia couldn't help but smile warmly. The boy was actually quite cute once you peeled his shell away. "A hopeless romantic? I'm guessing that someone has already found their way to your heart." He said his last statement a little bitterly but he wasn't sure why.

Latvia almost turned as red as the satin sheets on Russia's bed. "Um no sir, not exactly."

"What do you mean? So you have someone in mind?" Russia got close to him watching the blush spread across his cheeks like wildfire.

"I-I-I" Raivis began to stutter uncontrollably. His body shook like there was an earth quake happening at that very moment.

"Well I know it can't be me that's for sure." Russia added playfully. "There's no way it could ever be me." A small foreign pang was felt but Ivan couldn't decipher it. As he thought about his statement he felt another strange feeling. He enjoyed the young boy squirming nervously but it wasn't the sadistic pleasure he thought he'd feel.

"Well, Mr.-Mr. Russia is a v-v-very powerful country! Even…" Latvia hesitated slightly trying to face down. "Even if I did care for Mr. Russia in that way I know he's too strong to ever feel like that. Russia is as hard and cold as the storm raging outside." Latvia looked up suddenly realizing that he let out a confession. He didn't even stutter mindlessly. His lips quivered at the intensity of his words.

Even Russia was at a loss; his true innocence shone like a candle illuminating the dark. He felt a little hurt. Even this young boy thought that he was nothing short of a cruel, emotionless monster. But even he had some morality even if it rarely showed. Latvia's words stung more than he could comprehend. For some reason, this wasn't the answer he hasn't wanted to hear at all. He got up and walked towards the dark side of the room. Latvia looked at Russia more perplexed than before. Wasn't that what Ivan wanted to hear? He felt his adrenaline pick up as Russia slowly paced back.

"I-I-I didn't offend to mean─ I mean I didn't mean to offend you sir!"

"Raivis." Ivan stated coolly. "I want you to be honest with me." He turned to face Latvia with a serious expression. Latvia gazed back, not feeling afraid because it wasn't a look of insanity but accepting the gravity of his question. "Do you think I'm a cold hearted monster?"

"What ? I'm, I'm confused…" Latvia closed himself off.

"Don't play stupid with me Latvia. Do you all believe that I can't hear past these thick walls? I can hear what you and your brothers, even my sisters, say. You all think I'm some heartless beast. Just right now you told me I'm just as dense as the storm outside. Is my heart nothing more than compressed ice in a body?" Russia questioned a bit hurt. He didn't realize it but the one that was opening up was him. "I know I beat you and your brothers senselessly. Whenever I'm alone in this room I think about everything, everything. I can still feel the sounds of your bones cracking and the feeling of blood dripping down my hands when I'm alone. The ironic thing is, whenever I am plagued with those thoughts I feel guilt instead of the same pleasure I had when I was hurting you. In fact, it hunts me down the way this winter hunts and demolishes everything in its path. Everyone thinks I'm a monster so be it. I must be a monster."

Oh my god… Latvia thought, I never knew all this time he was aching inside too….

"Everyone thinks I'm a sociopath that I'm insane but they don't see it all. They don't see how alone I've been in my own country. Even in my own land people fear me and flee at the very sight of me. I've been punished by my own nation; I've seen so many things at a young age. I've seen wars that go on and on only resulting in stacks of dead bodies with purple faces. Even after all this time I can see their lifeless eyes burning holes into me. I'm cracked mentally; everyone knows it and they're no willing to lend me a hand. They shun me. I would never kill you or your brothers, in a way I've grown connected with you all. I'll admit I hurt you but I would never kill you. I don't know why I do the things I don't I really don't. Whenever I have a violent mood swing I blank out, it's like the lights are on but no one is home. I remember as a child General Winter used to beat me until I stopped reacting to it. I feel drained but after so long I forgot what it was like to suffer."

Latvia couldn't help but feel guilty. He knew at this point Ivan was no long lying but being honest. He had never heard him open up in such a way with anyone. He felt selfish tears prick his eyes. He felt like one of those people that hadn't tried looking past Ivan's shell. Sure the man was intimidating physically but everyone had always called him crazy or sadistic. Maybe if there was someone to lend him a hand… Raivis felt himself turn red and wiped away the bitter tears that trailed down.

"Why do you cry little Latvia?" Russia asked taking a few steps closer to Latvia who's shaking had ceased. He assumed that Raivis was crying because he was going to hurt him now.

"B-because, I never realized how selfish it was of us to just prejudge you like that…" He began to cry. "I never realized how lonely you were even when surrounded by people."

This time Russia was surprised by the boy's mature words. No one had ever cried for him. That unfamiliar pang of emotion returned and tugged at the strings of his heart. It made him feel uneasy but he didn't mind it. It was unusually warm and it compelled him to wrap the boy in his thick arms. What was going on? Instead of getting the boy to open up he ended up telling his life story to Latvia. The most shocking part was that Raivis wanted to hear every word of what he said. His opinion mattered and it changed Latvia's perspective. He suddenly didn't like the tears that welled up in Latvia's eyes. They were more like blemishes and he didn't want them to be there.

"Raivis… don't cry… It is all ok, da?" Russia told him placing a hand on his shoulder.

Latvia shook his head, "No it's not okay! You've seen things we couldn't even fathom and now that you're all crazy and need someone to be there for you no one is! That's why you're like this! It used to be a cry for help but now… now it's so embedded in you that it's just another part of life but it's not! You should be able to be happy Mr. Russia and when you're happy everyone else will be too." Latvia hugged him tightly burying his face into his chest. "I'll be there for you Ivan, I won't judge you."

Ivan stiffened at first but then embraced the boy with more affection than he ever thought he had. "I'll… I'll be there for you too my little Raivis." He buried himself in the boy's soft, curly hair. Latvia slowly removed himself facing Russia with a tear stained face. He smiled revealing perfectly aligned teeth. He hugged Ivan tightly again this time emitting happiness.

My god… He's beautiful…. Russia thought to himself soaking up the moment.

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Ok so that's chapter one. I know it's pretty long but it I promise it'll get good. Sorry if it's a little ooc but I tried lol. It'll get good guys just stick with me. ;D So like always reviews and comments are welcomed and appreciated. I would especially like some criticisms and tips on this.