Series: Hetalia

Pairing: Russia/Prussia

Disclaimer: I do not own Russia, Prussia, or Hetalia.

Point of view: Russia or Ivan

Authors Note: This is the second fanfiction I am posting and to say the least I'm quite proud the way it turned out. To some it may seem a little OOC, I guess that depends on your own opinion however. Anyways, this story wasn't something I had just come up with out of thin air, you could almost say by listening to others past experiences and by taking looks at my own I came up with this brilliant idea, so here it is. Oh and before I forget read and review if you'd like, as I do appreciate feedback even if it's negative.

I Love You

It hurt. The sudden pain in my chest when you left me standing there alone. Sure you had gone out many times before, but to do this to me left me in a million pieces.

The fact is you probably never noticed that I was mean to you only because I felt alone and wanted your attention. I felt bad for hurting you so many times, for being cruel, for being me.

The truth was I wanted to tell you something, but just as I had started talking you told me you had someplace you needed to go, to see someone else.

That was three days ago.

You had come back, but had completely forgotten that I wanted to say something, instead you went on, and on about the person you were with, telling me they were perfect and that they deserved a second chance. I didn't understand. This person you were with, they had hurt you, perhaps I wasn't any better, but to let someone who was so cruel to you take you from me, I didn't want that.

I hated them for it, and I felt bitter towards you who left me for them. For the looks you gave them.

I know it was selfish to think such things but for once I just wanted you to smile at me like that, to look at me with those soft eyes. I didn't want to feel alone anymore, I didn't want to feel like the whole world hated me. I just wanted to be by your side and not have you hate me. I wanted to be loved.

On top of it all, the words you said to me that night after I interrupted you tore me apart, you had said that you thought I could understand that you wanted to be with them instead of me because you loved them. The thing was, I did understand. I understood perfectly, because I loved you, da.

But you wouldn't understand that right? You wouldn't believe me if I told you, would you?

So there I lay, not even paying attention to my sister who clawed at my door with her fingernails. Even if she got to me, I didn't think I'd care enough to respond.

Though when the clawing stopped, I hadn't expected you to barge in and march over to me.

"What are you doing? Get up!" You growled.

I looked at you silently for a moment before sitting up and grabbing the collar of your shirt, pulling your head down so I could kiss you.

It was strange that you didn't struggle against me, in fact when I pulled away, I could almost see disappointment, but I couldn't tell for sure. So instead I looked at you with a smile and said one sentence, "You belong to me, da!"

You grinned at me, and said one of your famous lines, "I belong to no one, cause I'm that awe-" Or tried to say one of your famous lines anyway, I just ignored you, and kissed you again.