The plane ride was long and tiring. They almost didn't let him on because of the smell of vodka on his breath. A breathalyzer and some tests later, he nearly missed his flight. Once he got to his sister he braced himself for the hug and walked inside.

"Vanya you look so down, are you ok?" she asked, although she knew the answer. Ivan went to her a couple weeks before and told her everything. It was funny to her how he didn't realize he was in love. He came in ranting about annoying feelings and thinking something was wrong in his capital because his heart kept doing a "fluttering thing". She had to convince him nothing was wrong as she sat him down for the much dreaded talk everyone avoids. No not sex, Ivan knew about that very well, but the one about love. To say he was surprised was an understatement. That was the one and only time she would ever see her little brother faint, and she couldn't tell anyone.

"I don't know what to do; I'm no good with romance. I never thought I'd need it, but now I feel this choking feeling and at first I thought it was Winter but I know it wasn't and I don't want to feel this anymore make it stop!" he was now in a rant slash hysteria. She hadn't seen him like his since he was little and bullied.

"Oh, I can't do that. No one can. Love is permanent. And I know you love him, but it may take some time for him to come around… given your past and all. Maybe you should ask him out, like on a date?"

"I did."

"What did you say?"

"I asked him to be my lover" Ivan was met with a fist to the back of his head. It didn't hurt physically but knowing who hit him hurt. He looked up to see his blushing sister looking down at him with a look of shock.

"That is not how you ask someone! Love takes time! You can't just jump to… that… oh Vanya I'm sorry I hit you, please forgive me!" she started hugging him as he tried to keep his face out of her boobs.

"Sister, its ok, I forgive you, please let go."

"Oh, da, sorry. Here I am crying and you look starved. Would you like anything?"

"Da, vodka please. I ran out."

"You… you ran out? Brother you left with a duffle bag full of vodka, what happened?"

"I drank when he ran. I kept drinking. Still thirsty."

"I'll go get you something to drink." She left with newly found worry for her brother. When he drank too much, he got hang overs, and when he got hangovers he got violent. When she came back she handed him wome water. Damage was already done so she may as well try to lessen the after effect.

"I said vodka."

"I know. I don't think any more vodka will do you good. Please drink water."

"Alright I will for you." He drank it down in one big gulp. "Now more vodka?"

"Nyet, more water." She took the glass and got more water. 11 glasses of water later he was finally asleep. She tucked him in, remembering when he was little.

"Sister, no one likes me… even an animal rejected me. Why am I so wrong? What did I do? Will it always be like this?"

"No, no Vanya you will find someone you really like one day, and you will cherish that person with all your might. You will grow up to be strong and people will love you."

"Love is useless. People don't love they hurt, and then they get hurt and call you a monster. Am I a monster? I feel like one…"

"No you aren't a monster, and love is not useless. You will understand one day, I promise."

"Nyet. Kill me if I ever fall in love." And with that Russia fell asleep, and she tucked him in and kissed his head.

"I do hope you find love soon, my Vanya."

Just like then, she tucked him in, and kissed his head. "I'm glad you found love, my Vanya."

"Nyet, kill me if I ever fall in love." She jumped thinking he was awake. When she looked at him he was fast asleep. She realized he talked in his sleep and turned around.

"it will get better, I promise." She left to go to bed.

*with Al and Canada.*

"I love that big lug. Ya know? He's so big an' cuddly an' big." Al was now flat drunk and had no idea what he was saying.

"Al I'm over here." Canada sighed as Al turned from the wall he was talking to.

"Shit! Mattie how did you do that? Can you teleport? Are you a super hero? Why didn't you tell me man? I'd still love ya. I just wish I knew you better ya know?" at this point Al started crying. "Mattie! Don't leave me with the commie bastard!"

"shhh! Al I'm not leaving you and Russia is nowhere to be found now stop making a scene!" he had been dealing with this for quite some time now. It had started as ranting about Ivan, then confessions about thinking Ivan was hot, then to loving Ivan, and now this. Canada didn't know if it was the booze or if his brother really loved Ivan.

"I'll kill 'im one of these days, jus' you wait." Al has been slurring his speech worse by the second.

"I think it's time we go home Al. I'll drive."

"noooo I wanna-"

"I swear on all things hockey and maple if you so much as touch those keys I will shove a hockey stick so deep inside you you'll be shittin' pucks for the next month! Now get up we are leaving!" there was only so much Canada could take of his brother and his threat was not empty.

"Ok, jus' go easy on me mkay? I'm still a virgin."

"There are some things I don't need to know al. now get in the car."

"Da!" Al giggled. "Isn't Russian such a sexy language. Russia is always like 'da' and 'nyet' it's so hot." Canada had already pulled out his hockey stick and pointed it at Al.

"In the car, now."

"Ok ok I'm goin'. No need to have a stick in yur ass." Al giggled again. "You see what I did there? I made a joke. I'm funny." Canada shoved Al in the car and sped off having little to nothing to drink. When he got Al home he helped him to his bed and was about to let him fall in it when Al grabbed him and pulled him down with him.

"Russia, you smell nice." Canada squeaked as Al nuzzled his face in his hair.

"Al, I'm not Russia! Let go."

"mkay, night night Russia." He rolled over and let Mathew go. He sighed as he left the house.

"If only you could admit how you feel about him when you're not drunk and to him not me." He said under his breath as he drove off.