It didn't take us that long about an hour or so and we got to Russia's house. Belarus brought us there and gave us some blankets to keep warm while we were in the car. Well Ivan had a blanket for himself but he quick passed that one to me.
He insisted that I would keep the blanket and the jacket to keep myself warm. I wanted to say that he needed his blanket or his jacket as well, but he kept saying that I needed it more because I was not used to the weather of his country. He said that he didn't want me to catch a cold. Knowing the Russian trying to agree about something like this is like learing England to cook. It isn't going to work, how hard you try.
When we were standing in the doorway and Belarus was standing in front of her car, ready to leave to finally go home as well. For her it has been a long day as well. I think it was a hard day for everyone, who was at the hectic meeting of today.
I looked at her and spoke up: "Thank you for saving us,I don't know what would have become of us if you didn't."I said, she nodded as a reply before getting into the car. Only a few minuted later, she was completly out of our sight.
I was looking in the distance, where Belarus just had drove to and than I felt a pair of arms being wrapped around my small had pulled me into a hug. He nuzzle in the crook of my neck for a little before I felt something.
He placed a kiss on the crook of my neck, which just happens to be my most sensative spot on my face went to the most bright shade of red that it could go. It was a kind of red that would even put big brother Spain's tomatoes, that he is so proud of, to shame.
"R-Russia, W-What are you doing?" I stutterd when I started to get a fizzy feeling in my stomach and a light feeling in my head. He didn't response to the question that I had asked him and just continued like nothing had happened and like it was the most normal thing in the world to do.
He feels so warm. Even though we have been in the freezing cold, in the winter. He doesn't seem to have it cold. It is just like he is normally this warm, if the temperature of his body is way hotter than a normal human. Like he has a fever without being sick. A walking heater dresser like a normal human.
And he is also so soft. He is like a huge teddy bear that gives you a hug. One big enough that it is bigger than yourself. Those huge bears you can find in stores with stuff for little children. That is what Ivan is.
When I looked up, I saw somebody in the distance who was getting closer. It was like the person who was in the distance was focused on this house, it wouldn't be far from a stretch that they would. The house the Russian lived it was very isolated from the nearby village. So you would know if someone would come to this house instead of looking for any other house.
Not long after that I noticed the person walking towards up. Russia noticed it as well and well he didn't seem that happy and didn't really trust the person that was walking. The person, from the looks of it a man from around the age of twenty was walking towards the house. In the fizziness that was in my mind, I could still make out the purple coat that the person was wearing.
Russia must not have noticed the person and turned around with me still in his arms. He wanted to protect me from whoever was coming in our ways. Even when he didn't know who the person was, he still wanted to make sure that I was safe before knowing that.
But I was almost sure that I knew who it was that was walking, there on the side of the road. I slowly broke free from the hug where I was in and turned back to look at the person. Since they were very close now I could see who it was. I was right, I knew who it was who walked up to us.
To be honest I was more than suprised to see him here. I don't know why he would be here. Does he need my help with something? Why didn't he call me if there was really something that was on his mind?
"Austria, what are you doing here?" I have always seen Austria as some kind of brother to me. Even after that we had our little fight back in the days. We had our fights, hated each other for a little but in the end we made it up again.
I saw that my adoptive brother wasn't relaxed, far from that. He looked a bit scared but very stressed. Something must have happened that stressed him so much. He normally doesn't get stressed that badly. It must have been something very badly that he is now acting like that.
"Brussels can I speak you for a moment?" He spoke on a soft and a gentle tone. Something he only did when he didn't feel that well in his own skin. That worried me a lot since that only happened once of twice. His eyes were screaming that he really needed that moment to talk to me.
"Sure." Was the only thing I said as a reply on his question. Not really knowing what else I had to say about it. Austria in this kind of mood is very sensative and I didn't want to end up hurting him even more or make him more confused than he allready was.
I turned to looked at the Russian man, who looked at Austria as if he was a tread of some kind. Even though he knew that he is my family he didn't seem to be able to let it go. The protective mood he was in right now was not going to go away soon. "Russia, can you leave us alone for a second, please?"
He only nodded lighty and walked into the livingroom. So he did what I had asked him. He would not be hearing anything we say but that didn't mean that from the room he would be in that he wouldn't be able to see us. That room had big window, through which you would be able to see us and the rest of the street in front of the house.
I wonder what happened. Or more specific. What had happend between him and Prussia? I knew that it had to between him and Prussia, since that is the only thing that seems to get the man worked up the last this, this is very serious.
"Brother is there something wrong? You seem stressed." That much was for sure at this point and you don't have to be a genuis to see that. Even Italy, no offense would have noticed that Austria was stressed. I am one of the few who know about the feelings that the Austrian has for his Prussian former enemy.
Those two have hated each other. As long as I remember it has been that way. Since a few months ago Austria started to like Prussia, where the sudden change in feelings came from is something that I try not to break my head on. I don't think he even knows why there was a sudden change, because he himself said that he is very confused about the sudden change.
He took a deep breath and started to blurt out everything."He is trying to make me go crazy." He said and placed his hands on his head like if it would prevent him from going insane. "He is playing with my mind, please I need your help. I just can't take it anymore." The one thing that was bothering him the most was allready of his chest. I could see that because of the tone of his voice. It started to calm down again.
He walked up to me and pulled me into a hug. It was a very thight hug that was clear. That Austria showed that kind of affection is nothing for him. This is something that he had never done before. I am older than him so it couldn't be because I wasn't born at the time. This are really things that he had never, ever done before.
"It will be fine brother, I promise." I smiled in an attempt to calm the man, who was hugging me, down. When I looked at him he returned the look I was giving him with one, which I can explain as a look that would declare him completly crazy.
"He kissed me and after that said it was a joke. He said that is a goddamn joke. I didn't want to stay any longer." My smile changed into a frown. That Prussian is so dead. The next time I see him. He won't be that luck. Nobody messes with someones feelings like that. Especially not to someone as my brother. This kind of jokes are far from funny.
It was like a bomb has exploded in me."That Prussian is so dead. where is he?" I hissed under my I said nobody hurts my brother and when I say stuff, I mean those things.
"Brussels, please don't." Austria said on a calm tone to not piss me off more than I was at this moment. It is just that the love that my brother feels for the man. It makes me unable to do anything. I can't do anything that would make the Prussian realise what he has done.
But for the sake of my brother I decided just for this time that I would let it slide. Just this time, because it was Austria who insisted that I would not do anything to him. But the next time that he does something like this, I'm going to punch him in the face.
And If you speak of the devil you can see his tail. In this case it was more because we were thinking about him but he was mentioned in the conversation so that counts as talking about him. The albino was now standing in front of us, facing me and Austria was facing his back at the man.
"I'm sorry Austria." The Prussian started. "I really am. I never meant to hurt you in any way. I said that it was a joke because you had such a scared expression when you looked at me after it. I didn't want you to hate me, that is why I lied. I promise that that is the full truth. I noticed that it hurted you when it was way to late."
The albino took my brother over from me and held him close. I could really see that the Prussian means what he was saying. "I'm so sorry." I heard him whisper while he was holding Austria close.
Okay, can someone tell me what has happened to Prussia. Normally you would hear him apologize to people. He has always been like that, because of his big ego. It is a very hectic day of confusing stuff, that much am I able to figure out.
My adoptive brother's reply was that returned the hug. It indicated that he forgave Prussia for what had happened earlier that day. It was also an exclusive case since it would sometimes take years for Austria to forgive people and yet he was able to fogive Prussia in lesser than a few hours.
Prussia kissed him gently on the lips. I could see that this time it wasn't a joke. Now I look at it those two look so cute together, like the two were made for each other. I like to see happy people, because I have never been able to be happy myself and I thought that I would never childhood friend, the person who I always trusted my feelings to made me realize that my thoughts were wrong.
I felt arms around my waist. "If you think of the devil." I said and looked behind me to see Russia. He must be tired of waiting for everything to get fixed. Russia smiled at me when I turned to look around at him. It made me blush a little, not much but it was still visible on my face. I returned the hug and burried my face in his chest. Like I said before even if it's winter in Russia,he stays as warm as he normally is. Must be very annoying when it is warm in the winter though. We have been through many hard times. Alone and together. Together with my dear friend, even after what has happend in the past.
Though, thanks to America in the cold war, Russia was kind of my enemy. I hated the cold war. I always hate wars. I don't see the point in them but I hated this the most because I was fighting against someone who means a lot to me, a friend and the love of my life.
You know a representation of a county normally don't want a war to happen. There were only a few war that were with the approval of the county like. Two of those are the Revolution War in America and the Belgian Revolution in Belgium of course. We chose to fight because that was the right thing to do. I wanted to be independent because I didn't wanted to suffer anymore. Being a part of bigger nation was something I sufferd greatly under.
I know I hurt Netherlands feelings with doing that but this was something I needed to do. He knew that we had to do this. "You are thinking to much don't do that." I heard Russia speak up. He was whispering in my ear. "Please let me erease my your thoughts." He said before pulling me into a kiss.
His kisses are so different than the way he normally acts around people. He always act so strong around other nation and never shows his true feelings, but yet his kisses are so full of emotions. They are also so gentle and so soft.
"It sure is adorable to watch." I pulled back from the kiss to see that the Prussian and Austrian starting at us. The voice belonged to the Austrian, who was still in the Prussian's arms. I like to see that my brother is so happy.
"You look cute too, in the arms of Prussia, my dear brother." I Usually don't call Austria brother, but that is most of the time only to annoy him or to piss him of when he is allready annoyed.
His face got tomato red. I didn't think that it would be possible but his face got even redder when the albino placed a kiss on his cheek. "Maybe we need to leave the two lovebirds alone." The Prussian whispered in the purple eyed boy's ear. Who only nodded and waved goodbye to me. I knew there were leaving, I nodded in response.
Later that evening I decided that it had been a very long day. I was getting tired and it was a very long way home. "Russia I'm leaving!" I shouted so that the man would know that I was going to leave. Not that he would end up being worried that he can't find me while I am on my way home.
I also wanted to leave Russia's home because I didn't wanted to bother him to much and well my bosses actually don't like it that much if I stay away to long. I'm 21 years old in human years. I am sure that they do it because I represent the capital of the EU and they don't want anything to happen to me.
"Brussels, please don't leave me." He pulled me in a hug to prevent me from going anywhere. He shares the same fear that I have, in a smaller degree but still. The fear to be alone. The thing is that not many people actual seemed to mind that or even care about it. Even some of our bosses don't want to listen.
Some countries have the fear that other people are going to leave them, so a other kind of fear that Russia and I have they are mainly the same. One of the nations with this fear is England. Since he thinks that everyone is going to leave, he doesn' accept to fall in love with somebody and to be his girl- or boyfriend.
I wonder how France is dealing with him now after the what he said to him. It is something that made the meeting even more hectic than it allready was. The thing between them was a few hours ago, somewhere in the middle of the meeting.
"Don't touch me you stupid Frenchman."The whole meeting could hear England say to France, sounding very annoyed. France always makes it always so during meetings that England takes the first step to start a fight, so that he never could be has noticed that by now.
"Says mister forever alone." France said, very fed up about the whole agrument. He must have used that as a thing to shut England up. Everyone in the world meeting room became silent. Which roughly indicated that he had gone to far with what he said.
The whole meeting than turned to England to se what his reacting would be to the very hurtfull remark that came from his past enemy. Nobody had ever gone that low when they insulted someone.
"Do you know? Do you really know, how hard it was for me to lose everyone I loved and care about? Do you know how hard it is that the people you took so much care in raising, do like you don't exist?" He bit his lip lightly.
"Do you know, how hard it is to be hated by your brothers? Do you know, how hard it is to be hated by everyone?" He started to cry. Tears started rolling over his cheeks. Nobody saw England doing that since America gained his independence.
"A-A-Anglettere." France now had noticed himself and knew that he had gone too far. Normally he doesn't go that far, he must very upset about something the other did or something in Englands behavior. England had already ran of crying. I saw the look in France's eyes, he feels guilty about what he said that is for sure. He turned around to the meeting room and saw that the other countries where furious at him.
"Ok." He said and sounded like he was either going to cry or vomit. "I'm going to apologize, don't look at me as if you are all going to murder me please." France said and walked out of the room. Now he was searching for England, who he knew would be able to go far when he is crying.
