I chase you, da?
by ~tharailwaydra
behold! a herp-derp short hetalia story of RoChu (russia x china)
beware of its mighty fluffiness!
It twas after the world meeting, everyone left, although not entirely EVERYONE.
China peeked out in the hallways, watching out for a certain someone, and France. Why? because the man scared China.
The coast was clear, hallways were empty. But just make sure, China tip-toes silently through the hallways.
Unfortunately, that didn't lasted long, "there you are, my little Yao-yao!"
China froze in place, head turned shakily, behind him was Russia with an innocent, soft smile, arms opened, and running towards china.
China squeaked and ran away from Russia. He can feel Russia's feet thudding behind him. Each thud getting closer.
China'a arms flaied as he sped, while Russia contineud to keep up after him.
China carelessly pushed aside other nations away, as Russia ran them over like roadkill.
China had tears of joy when he reached the exit doors, he kicked the doors wide open and was free. (noooooot entirely.)
Russia's faucet pipe exploded the door. "Come back, Yao-yao!"
China climbed the nearest tree like a cat, hanging on a branch for dear life.
"Little Yao-yao, get down, you're going to get hurt!"
"No! not until you go away-aru! China pouted.
Russia's face saddened. "Aw, allright, later my little Yao-yao.." Russia hanged his head and left.
China hanged in the tree for about ten minutes until his arms were tired.
Amercia walked by and saw China hanging in the tree, "Hang in there, baby!" He laughed and walked away. China yelled at him to screw off.
China dropped onto the ground, it was eerily quiet, but he didn't care. Now he survived a day from Russia's over-affectioness towards him.
Suddenly, something soft, creamy colored cotton like material wrapped around China's neck. He gasped, clawed and tugged at the material. No luck, it was snugged around his neck.
Russia behind him kolkoled. "Now my little Yao-yao, yo cannot hide from me, become one with Russia, da?" while he pulled the scarf closer to him.
China tried to pry off the scarf off on him again, each tug made the scarf constricting his air-way passages to breathe.
Russia grabbed China when he was close enough and pulled him into an embrace, then playfully spinned china around in circles, then caught him in a bridal style, laughing as China's head was spinning from dizziness.
China groaned and muttered wishing someone would kill him, as Russia gently nuzzled and cooed compliments as he nuzzled his face into his soft black hair.