This is a fanfiction dealing with Russia/Latvia. I don't own Hetalia.
Characters: Latvia, Russia, Estonia, Lithuania.
Chapter 1
The fragile blonde looked around as he walked down the crowded sidewalk. He had gotten separated from his brothers Toris and Eduard. "W-where…" he whispered his sentence was stopped midway when he bumped into a tall dark figure. "S-Sorry…" he whispered, and looked up to see the figure that he had bumped into.
His eyes widened and he shrank even more. Raivis was about to turn and run off when the man's words cut him. "So you're the short one…" he said as he stared down at the shaking blonde. Ivan was about to reach down and put his large hand on the blonde, but he pulled back his hand quickly.
Ivan narrowed his dark eyes toward Raivis, staring down for a second, until he turned and walked into the crowd. "Raivis" Toris yelled, as he suddenly appeared next to his little brother. "Shh, it's okay" he said as he comforted his brother. "W-who w-was t-that?" he asked as he shook and watched Ivan disappear. He turned toward Toris with a sad looking face.
"That was Ivan. Uh lets just keep it at that" Toris told him, and took his hand and led him back to their house. When they got into the house Raivis went over to the couch and sat down, before he curled up. "I-Ivan…" was the name that the shaking blonde whispered as he closed his eyes.
A few hours passed and Raivis woke up slowly. He stood up slowly and walked into the kitchen. It seemed as though Toris and Eduard where gone. He looked around, until he spotted the cabinet Toris told him never to open. He walked over and opened it, and looked at what was inside.
Raivis's eyes widened when he saw the bottles of potions. "W-What…?" he whispered, and he went and got a chair. He pulled it back and stood up on it. As he looked at the labels, there was one that caught his eye. Raivis took it, before he closed the cabinet and put the chair away.
The blonde quickly ran up the stairs to his room and closed the door. He locked the door and stared down at the potion. "M-Maybe…then…" he mumbled and went to his closet. He blinked and saw that some of Eduard's old clothes where hanging up there. A smile crept on his face and he went and sat on the bed.
Raivis opened the lid to the potion, and set it gently to his lips. He closed his eyes and pulled the potion up, and it hit his mouth and he swallowed. Once the whole potion was gone, he winced and curled up in pain. He let out a whimper before it turned into a scream. A few second later and the screaming stopped. He winced again at the pain, before he uncurled.
It seemed as though his clothes where a little to small for him. Raivis got off of the bed slowly and walked back into the closet. He picked out some of Eduard's old clothes and began to change out of his clothes and into Eduard's. Raivis smiled when Eduard's clothes fit him perfectly.
He left the closet and walked into the restroom. He gasped as he stared into the mirror. Staring back at him was a much taller and older looking Raivis. "How old I wonder" he whispered softly, and looked back at the potion. On the label it had said ten years older. "I'm 25?" he asked with a bright smile. This was too exciting for him.
Raivis looked around, and unlocked the door. He made his way out of his bedroom and he left the house. Raivis looked around, his eyes looking for a certain someone. He gave a soft sigh when he did not see him. "I wonder where he had gone…" he whispered softly.
Giving off another sigh he turned around, just to bump into someone else. He took a step back and closed one of his eyes before he looked up with the other one. He gasped, and soon his face softened. "Ivan…" a soft whisper escaped his lips.
Ivan stared over at the blonde that had run into him. He blinked before his eyes widened. "Y-Your…" he stepped back in shock. A soft blush appeared on the taller mans cheeks, and he looked away. "What did you do?" he asked, his eyes looking at Raivis, before they looked away.
"I took a potion. Ah. I'm sorry. I should probably head home." Raivis quickly turned and ran off. The Russian turned his head and stared at where Raivis was and where he was heading. He blinked, before his feet moved on his own and he quickly caught up with the blonde. He grabbed the man's wrist to stop him. "Wait…"