Ok so this is the second part. It'll be a bit long like the first chapter; it's actually a bit longer lol. Once again thank you to the people that are enjoying this and those that just started to read it will get better. On another note, the rating may go up but I'm not sure yet, we'll see. There is some slight GermanyxItaly and one sided AustriaxPrussia but nothing to bad just hints lol.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia what a shocker lol.
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Their embrace ended and Raivis backed away unsure of what just happened. He looked at Ivan perplexed by the sudden confession. Ivan looked at him happily and it left Latvia speechless. All Mr. Russia seemed to want was a friend. In the books Latvia had read this sort of thing tended to happen a lot until the two ended up falling in love. Falling in love..? He thought. When did such a strange idea enter his head? The idea made his cheeks set on fire and he smiled meekly.
"What is Raivis smiling about, da?" Russia questioned innocently poking him in the ribs gently.
Latvia yelped flinched away clutching his side. Ivan looked at him with wide eyes. "It's, it's nothing, just something funny Estonia told me…" He looked at the grandfather clock and realized it was getting late. "Well I should be getting to bed sir, I have to be up early to clean the living room and I don't want to worry Toris or Eduard." He began to get up but Russia grabbed his forearm.
"Wait, you're going to leave me just like that?" Especially after what just happened? Russia looked at him with big pleading eyes.
"Would you like me to stay longer sir?" Latvia turned to him.
Ivan, suddenly realizing his emotions get the better of him, tried to compose himself. "It's just, I wanted to walk you to your room. This is such a huge house and it's so cold in the halls. I wouldn't want you to go on by yourself, da."
Raivis couldn't help but smile, Mr. Russia looked so cute getting tongue twisted. "Well I don't mind Ivan. I'd actually like it if we got to talk a bit more."
"That's good to hear little Latvia. Come let us go, da?" Russia got up and they walked toward the door.
"I never knew you were this interesting to talk to sir." Latvia stated looking up at the tall Russian man.
"I'm only like this with you Latvia. Occasionally I talk to my big sister Ukraine but you're the only person that I've ever had an in deep conversation with." Russia beamed down. Russia got the strange urge to hold Latvia's hand. It seemed to fit the moment so he entwined his fingers with Latvia's.
Ukraine was in Belarus's room and the two girls saw what Russia did. Belarus, flabbergasted at the site, immediately went to her door ready to ruin the moment until Ukraine wrapped her hands on her mouth on wait to drag her back in the room.
"Mmmmp!" Belarus screamed but Ukraine hushed.
An optimistic smile sprouted on Ukraine's face. "Hush Natalia! I think it's finally happening."
"Hmm?" Belarus questioned looking at her older sister.
Katyusha released her younger sister eagerly. She closed the door for more privacy. "I think our brother is falling in love…!"
Natalia looked at her as if her breasts deflated. "What? That's terrible!" She crossed her arms, "He should really be in love with me, not that little runt…"
"You're just envious sister but whatever you do, don't try and ruin this for our brother," warned Ukraine lightly.
Russia hadn't noticed the gravity of what he had just done. Latvia instantly stiffened up perplexed by Ivan's sudden gesture. Russia wasn't paying attention to Latvia's discomfort; instead he was in a world of bliss. Raivis' hand was tiny compared to his and he loved the feeling of warming it up.
"Mr. Russia… why are you holding my hand?" questioned Latvia blushing again.
"It just felt like the right thing to do. Is there something wrong?" An innocent sounding voice asked.
"A- actually, no it's not… there's nothing wrong with it at all." Raivis responded smiled warmly. His grip on Russia's hand tightened and they walked closer to each other.
They arrived to the front of Latvia's room where they stood in front of each other, hands still entwined. "Well sir, this is my room." Raivis stated a little sadly.
"Aren't you going to invite me in? I'm curious to see how your room looks, da." Russia looked down.
"Of course you can come in, you own the room sir. It's not our room." Latvia led him in cautiously. He didn't want to bother Estonia or Lithuania much less freak them out.
"Raivis you're back did he─" Lithuania's sentence was cut short when his blood ran cold. "Mr. Russia sir, you're here?"
Estonia looked up from where he was sitting and got up to greet Ivan. His eyes raked over Russia and Latvia's hands embraced. He was speechless but had to say something, "Mr. Russia, how are you sir?"
Ivan could feel the vibe in the room change immensely; his eyes looked at Lithuania stoically. "Privet Estonia and Lithuania, what were you going to say to little Latvia Toris?"
"I-I was just going to say if you did anything to make him look…" Toris took one look at Latvia, "To make Raivis look so happy… I see you're holding his hand."
"Well yes, isn't it obvious Lithuania? Anyone with eyes can see that. You can be so funny, da?" Russia asserted hi s dominance.
"Well we should be getting to sleep sir, there is much for us to do in the morning and it's best we get rest." Estonia stated.
Russia looked around noticing that there was only one large bed in the room. "Well where is Toris' and Raivis' bed?"
"We, we share one bed sir. Latvia sleeps in the middle since he's so small." Estonia replied feeling worried.
Latvia could feel Russia's grip tense and tighten. He looked up concerned but Russia's face remained static. "You're saying he sleeps in between you too where I'm sure he clings onto one of you when it gets cold. Does he do that Eduard?" He paused, "Feel free to answer too Toris."
Both of the men could say nothing. A ball of fear arose in their throats but they swallowed it away. Russia looked down at them grinning but a dangerous gleam rimmed his eyes. Ivan felt a possessive emotion tug at him. He pictured Toris and Eduard feeling and touching the little Latvian boy's body while he was unconscious. He imagined them holding onto Raivis in their sleep caressing him, touching him and indulging themselves in his beautiful body. The thought of it enraged him to no end; he shouldn't be sleeping with them. Ivan had to protect him and he knew he was the only one that could do it. He should be sleeping with me. Only I could protect him. Why does he need them? Many thoughts races in his mind, all of them containing a similar emotion─ envy.
"Well you only gave us one bed sir and we had to make due. We didn't want to trouble you by getting us two more beds." Estonia quickly said hoping it would please the man. Lithuania and Estonia were confused beyond all belief; they had never encountered their Soviet director like this.
At that point Russia made a decision. His pleased smile expression returned to his face. "Well this just won't do. Two grown men shouldn't sleep with a boy of his age. Come Latvia get your things. If you want something to hold at night you'll be with me. From now on you will sleep with me in my room." Russia picked him up. Latvia was shocked but instinctively held onto Russia. He gathered his things quickly and returned to his place. "Say goodnight to your brothers little Latvia."
"B-but sir, you're an adult too!" yelled out Lithuania ready to grab back Raivis.
"Yes but with me he'll be safe. I'll make sure of it." Russia assured him.
"I don't understand Mr. Russia why did you decide this all of a sudden? I don't mean to offend your authority but did you ask Latvia how he felt about this?" Estonia, freaking out, questioned.
"Well I haven't heard him complain. I believe he would've declined my offer if he didn't want it." The tall Russian man assumed.
Lithuania, growing impatient raised his shaky voice, "But y-you didn't give him a choice! You, you picked him up and told him to go with you… You never give us a choice in anything!"
"Relax Lithuania," Estonia put a hand on Toris' shoulder.
"I- I just don't want him to hurt Latvia… he hasn't recovered fully from the last beating…!" Toris whispered harshly.
Russia felt Latvia cringe at Toris' words. Latvia began to quiver lightly but he clung onto Ivan. "I promise nothing will happen to Raivis. I will take good care of him. If you're so concerned whether or not I'm taking him against his will why don't we ask him," he faced down toward the curly haired teenager, "Latvia do you wish to spend the night with me in my room? If you do not want to you do not have to, da?"
Latvia turned to his brothers who looked at him in worry, "Really I- I want to go with Mr. Russia─ I mean Ivan…" He looked up and saw Russia beaming at him happily. "Honestly, I want to do this. He's not forcing me." He nuzzled his head lightly into the man's coat.
Ivan embraced Raivis affectionately. "See, all is well, da? Well goodnight Toris and Eduard have fun with all the extra space you'll have."
"But─" Russia slammed the door before Lithuania could finish his sentence. Lithuania sighed, "Not even his own sisters can get through to that lunatic…" Estonia adjust his glasses and suddenly began to chuckle. Toris turned to him startled, "What is so funny Eduard?"
"I just realized something; wasn't Mr. Russia acting a bit jealous to you?" Estonia inquired. "Think about it he seemed rather possessive and he was never like that with Latvia until just now. With the way you just spoke to him he would've already punched you in the face before you ever got to finish a sentence."
Lithuania sat on the edge of the bed, comprehending what the logical man just said. "Actually… you're right..! He did walk in here holding Raivis' hand and that look on his face… he seemed so happy."
"If Russia really wanted Latvia like that he would've already used and abused him many times." Eduard stated a bit repulsed. "If Raivis was being forced to go he would've been crying and shaking but instead he seemed to be awed by Mr. Russia." Estonia said, "Whatever happened between them is very intriguing. Let's see how it goes."
Lithuania nodded in consent. "It looks like Raivis' romance fantasies might be coming true."
Xxx
Russia had power walked back to his room where he set the boy down on his large bed before closing his doors. Latvia waited for Russia to tell him something. Once he shut the doors he walked back slowly to Raivis sitting next to him on the bed.
"Should I g-get dressed?"
"Yes Raivis, make yourself comfortable. Change in the lavatory if you wish but I do not mind you if you wanted to change here as well." Russia said friendly.
"I'll- I'll be in the bathroom." Latvia rushed away and closed the door. He thought to himself sitting down on the floor.
He always had the biggest crush on his Soviet director. Since the first day he saw him invading and conquering his country he had been reeled in like a helpless fish. The man had a handsome face─ piercing purple eyes, beige-blonde hair and even his prominent nose. Latvia had marveled at everything Russia had. Even his striking intimidation and dominating personality just drew him in even if he paid the price later. The man was innocent yet cruel; he appeared to be insane but in truth he was ambiguous and lost. There were things he did without knowing the real price that was paid. After the first time Russia beat him he tried to rid himself of these thoughts but after today it would be impossible. The thought of sleeping in the same bed as Ivan made his legs go weak and his heart beat twice as fast. Raivis knew he should indulge himself as much as he could because this night might not ever happen again. Russia could get a sudden mood swing and decide to slit his throat right then and there. Latvia put on his pajamas, which consisted of a small white tee shirt and loose boxers, and set out.
"Sir, I'm done changing." He looked and saw Russia wearing sweat pants riding dangerously low. He had no shirt on and his perfectly chiseled muscles were displayed. Even his trademark scarf was folded neatly on a table next to his bed. Oh my god… he's HOT...! His hormones exclaimed. Raivis was unusually red and couldn't stop staring.
"Why are you so red? Do you have a fever?" Ivan placed one ungloved hand on Latvia's cheek.
"No sir, it's n-not that j-just why isn't your sh-shirt on?" He stammered bashfully. He couldn't look at him with a straight face.
"Why, I always sleep like this, da. I feel much more comfortable like this," replied Russia nonchalantly. "We should get to bed, there's much planned for us tomorrow."
"You made plans sir?" Raivis asked perplexed.
"Yes, but I will not spoil the surprise, da? Now get in bed with me." Ivan walked over to his bed lifting the heavy sheets.
Latvia coughed lightly, detecting the nonexistent subliminal message in the statement. He rigidly walked in on the opposite side before Russia stepped in enveloping them in the blankets. It was certainly warm; no wonder Russia could just fall asleep in this. He nuzzled in the big, soft pillow he was lying on. If this is how you got treated when you were a tyrant it was no wonder Russia tried to stay in power. He felt two strong arms wrap themselves around his waist. He was brought closer to Russia's chest. He could feel Ivan's well built body rubbing against his shirt.
"Why are you so far away? Get closer to me don't be afraid, da?" Ivan took in Latvia's scent. He closed his eyes gently, savoring the moment. "Do you know how lonely it gets sleeping in this large room with no one to share it with?"
"I can imagine so, but if this is how you get treated isn't it worth it?" inquired Raivis curiously.
"Sometimes, it doesn't feel like it. What good is it to have all these things with no one to share it with? It gets depressing." Russia answered holding the boy close. "I'm glad you're here Raivis. I wouldn't want anyone else but you here."
Raivis smiled, "I'm glad, Ivan." I love you… a piece of him said unconsciously.
The Following Morning
Russia woke up first feeling the absence of a certain curly haired blonde. His body shot up and he saw the Latvian boy just a few inches away from him. His hair was sprawled in every direction but he looked peaceful. The half removed blankets revealed the boy's back and his white shirt lifted up slightly. Latvia's backside was exposed and that's when Ivan noticed something─ there was a black and purple mark on his right side. Russia, careful not to wake the boy, slowly lifted it up and gasped lightly. It was a large bruise the size of Raivis' fist. It looked like a dirty stain on an expensive shirt. He cringed at it remembering yesterday night when he poked at that area and Latvia jumped in the air. Seeing this explained why he reacted the way he did. He could remember causing it just a week ago; he had come home drunk and unhappy from a U.N. meeting. Latvia was the unfortunate victim chosen for his abuse. That day he practically beat the boy black and blue before tossing him outside his bedroom. Later that night he found Latvia sitting by the fire side in the library attempting to read a book. He seemed troubled and ended up throwing the book down in frustration before sobbing. Russia frowned at the memory. He looked into that beautiful face he would call his own─
Your own..? A fiendish voice in him question. You're supposed to be playing with his mind. Since when did he become years?
Since last night when I discovered the real him. It's not like I've… fallen for him. He argued with himself.
Look at you, falling for a country that can't even defend himself if he wanted to. But it would be wrong to say falling, you've already fallen. The trickster has become the tricked. You've fallen for your own trap purposely….
"Shut up!" he yelled startling the boy next to him.
"Uhhm, Mr. Russia is that you?" Latvia woke up scratching his eyes.
He turned to Raivis, "Good morning Latvia. I see you've finally awoken."
"Yes sir, I heard yelling is everything ok?"
He patted Latvia playfully on the head. "Yes everything is alright. There is much to do today Latvia. The both of us are going on a trip and I want you to be ready. You don't be doing any chores I just want you to pick your best outfit and come with me. Be ready by four o'clock."
"Okay Mr. Ivan but are you sure? I'd feel really bad if Estonia or Lithuania had to cover for me." Latvia said.
"It is ok little Raivis; you just do what you have to do." Russia's hand traveled down caressing Latvia's cheek.
Lithuania carefully opened Russia's door. "Mr. Russia breakfast is almost ready." He looked at the scene in front of him─ a tall, burly man with no shirt on was caressing the cheek of an adorable adolescent boy. Latvia stared at Russia with these big passionate eyes and Russia looked down on him as if nothing else mattered. Lithuania could've had a nosebleed at all the thoughts and possibilities that were running through his head.
Russia looked at Toris irritated. Latvia squealed in delight at the sight of his brother, "Lithuania! Good morning!" He ran out of the bed to hug Toris.
"Did you sleep well little Raivis?" Toris asked with a hint of concern.
"It was great Toris! I hadn't slept that good in a long time! Mr. Russia is so warm he held me the whole night!"
"H- holding you?" Toris questioned.
"Oh yes Toris, I held him the whole night through he was cradled in my arms. I've never seen him look so peaceful. Russia added enjoying the look of horror on Lithuania's worried face.
"Well, I'm sure it was just holding right?" Lithuania interrogated vaguely.
"What do you mean? What else could it be?" Latvia asked innocently before his face turned a beet red with realization. "I should get going, is it ok if I call Peter before I eat breakfast sir?"
Russia smiled again, "Of course it is my little Latvia. Feel free to do so. But I expect you to be at the table when I begin to eat."
"Yes sir," replied Latvia before heading out of the door.
When he was gone the two men looked at each other. Russia started the conversation, "What is wrong Toris? You look worried, da?"
"I just wanted to make sure he was ok…" Lithuania answered a bit fearful.
"Of course he is. Today is going to be a special day for us." Russia told him, "You'll be doing half his chores today and Eduard will do the other half."
"Listen sir," Lithuania began shakily, "I may be afraid of you but I- I won't let you hurt him..! I won't let you sink your sadistic teeth into whatever scheme you have for him!"
Russia approached Toris who backed away instantaneously. "Why is it that everything I do has to have a bad motive behind it? What if I really do care about Latvia, what will you do then?" He placed a hand on Lithuania's shoulder who flinched at the contact. "Everything will be fine Toris; I promise you and Eduard that." Toris looked at Ivan speechless. "There is just one thing I ask of you and Estonia."
"Y- yes sir?"
"You may no longer call Raivis little, only I can do that. Only I can call him by any nicknames. Is that understood?"
Lithuania was taken back beyond all belief. "Yes sir, I'll let Eduard know."
Xxx
Lithuania had left Russia's room more lost then before. He approached Estonia in the kitchen, who was preparing pancakes.
"Good morning Toris, ever since Mr. America brought pancakes at that one G8 meeting Mr. Russia has been hooked on them. I decided to try a new recipe with blueberries." Eduard greeted and turned to look at his confused friend. "Are you ok? Did something happen?"
"I'm so lost Estonia; you won't believe what just happened…" Lithuania explained what happened in Ivan's room to Russia. Ukraine, who had just entered the kitchen, sat down quietly to listen to the story.
Estonia's expression calmed and he smiled at his brother, "I think you should relax Toris. I see nothing wrong with what just happened. In fact, I believe this is a very good sign."
"How can you say that? Russia has crazy mood swings! One moment he'll be ok and then the next he's breaking vodka glasses on our heads!"
Ukraine clapped her hands together, "Estonia is right! My dear brother is falling in love!" She squealed happily. "Did you know last night Belarus and I saw them holding hands?"
"He came into our room holding hands and then took him to sleep with him. He lifted him up bridal style." Estonia commented.
"This is great do you know what this means?" Katyusha asked around.
"That our Soviet director wants to taint our little Latvia?" Lithuania, still paranoid, assumed.
Ukraine frowned, "No Toris, it means that Ivan is starting to open up. Ivan is starting to grow up!"
"He's already grown Katyusha." Lithuania remarked bitterly.
"Yes he is but not mentally. Why he's just as clueless as Latvia about love. He might even be more clueless actually." Ukraine explained.
"So he's innocent when it comes to love but he can beat us with no mercy and still be ok?" Lithuania whispered.
"My brother has mentally cracked from all the war and abuse that he's experienced. None of us could help him and it's not like he wanted the help. He's isolated himself away from people and people shun him like he's some sort of pariah. Think about it, have you even tried to imagine how hard it was for him to grow up?" Lithuania took this into consideration. "I'm not going to try and justify the terrible things he's done because they're wrong but it's hard to try and be a normal person when everyone around you calls you a monster. But now, things are changing. He's finally let someone in." Ukraine stated happily. "And being that we are the only family there for him we have to help him."
"She makes a good point Toris. If you think about it everyone wins. Latvia can change him." Estonia told him.
"Well," he hesitated, "I just don't want him or anyone to get hurt."
"I completely understand Lithuania but for now we must let them both grow a little." Ukraine finished off.
If Latvia could change Russia, that'd be the most amazing thing ever… Toris thought. Love certainly blooms in the random-est places.
Xxx
Latvia had decided to call Sealand for advice and for a favor. Tino answered the phone chirpily. "Hello who is this?"
"Hello Mr. Finland, it is Latvia speaking is Sealand in?"
"Oh hello Latvia, just give me one second to get him for you!"
There was the sound of shuffling before Peter answered, "Hello chap! I don't get a call from you often, how have you been?"
"I've been great lately Peter."
"That brute Russian hasn't hurt you has he?" Peter asked concerned.
"No, actually he's the reason why I called…" Latvia explained what had been happening. Peter listened eagerly as the story unfolded.
"So he's asked you out on a date eh? That's a good thing right, I mean you've had a crush on him all this time─"
"Wait a date?" Latvia interrupted him, "I never said it was a date!"
"Oh come now," Sealand said sheepishly, "Think about it Raivis; he's been awfully nice to you, he wants you to eat with him and then he wants you to get dressed real nice and take you out somewhere. It has date written all over it!"
Latvia thought about what he said; all the events connected with the idea. Was Mr. Russia asking him out on a date? Was Mr. Russia even aware of it? "Well, regardless I was wondering if I could ask something of you…"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Do you remember that one shirt I let you borrow for the U.N. meeting? Can I use it please?" Latvia asked shyly.
Peter laughed, "Of course you can have it sport! It is your shirt after all! I'll give it to you before you leave is that okay?"
"Of course it is, thank you so much Peter," Raivis thanked. "Well I better be heading back now, I'll see you later goodbye."
"Goodbye!" Peter hung up. He began to much on a chocolate bar before Sweden entered in the room unbeknownst to him.
Sweden glared down at the candy in the young boy's hands, "Another candy bar? I thought I hid them away from! Where did you get it?"
"Tino gave it to me! He said I looked really sad and he thought it'd cheer me up!" Peter argued back.
Berwald sighed, "Fine, you win, but remember you can't go anywhere today; Tino is having another festival today and we're helping him set up."
"Wait! I promised my friend Raivis that I would give him something he desperately needed!"
The tall blonde man adjusted his glasses, "Raivis, the boy that stays with Russia? Well if that's the case then give it to Prussia he's coming to pick something up today."
"Can I trust Mr. Prussia? He seems a bit wild." Peter sounded unsure whether or not to trust the albino with this.
"He doesn't seem a bit wild he is wild. But I'm sure if you convince him he'd be more than glad to do you the favor."
In half an hour Prussia had arrived accepting a box of Swiss chocolates from Berwald. As it turned out the chocolate design spelled, Prussia is the Awesome-est! Sealand was a bit unsure yet whether or not to trust this man with his package for Latvia so he observed him a bit more.
"Here you go Mr. Prussia. I don't understand why, didn't you ask Mr. Austria to do it?" asked Sweden.
Prussia scoffed, "That man would rather drive me through a meat grinder than ever do anything for me."
"Well you never know it's always worth the ask. I actually have someone here that would like to ask a favor from you." Sweden introduced, "This is Sealand he wanted to ask you something."
Sealand stepped forth and cleared his throat, "Hello Mr. Prussia, I'm Sealand and I was wondering if you could so a huge favor for me."
"Well," Gilbert stepped close getting into eye level with Peter, "Aren't you a cute one, my name is Prussia the awesome but you can also call me Gilbert." Prussia winked at the boy.
"Hey, hey, hey I'm still here." Berwald informed Prussia of his presence sternly.
"I uhm," Sealand stuttered unsure of what to say, "I- I was wondering if you could give something to a friend of mine. His name is Latvia."
"Latvia, that little country that lives with Russia?" Gilbert shuddered at the name. "Whatever would you want to give him?"
"It's a shirt he let me borrow awhile ago. He needs it back he has a date today!"
"A date with who?" Prussia inquired curiously.
"With Russia of course who else?" Peter told them cheerfully.
"UGH! With him! I've never taken a close look at him because he's always sitting behind that fat popsicle but I'm sure he can do better! Well, maybe he's terminally ill who knows…" Prussia spat out disgusted that anyone would be happy about Russia having a date. "I could always ask West to go with me I guess…"
Sealand hugged Prussia, "Thank you so much sir! I'm now indebted to you!"
"Oh, I can think of a couple ways you can pay me back…" Prussia grinned mischievously.
"I can also think of a couple reasons why you shouldn't." Sweden protested viciously.
"Fine, fine you win Berwald. As for you cutie pie, consider your favor done." Prussia said getting the shirt. "Well bye for now people who aren't as awesome as me!" He walked out of the door and looked at the silk shirt. "This is a really nice shirt…"
Xxx
Before Russia had left downstairs to eat he drank half a bottle of vodka. He had a horrible nightmare about his bloodstained childhood. But the dream got much worse than that; Latvia was in one of those terrible wars and Russia had lost him completely. In the end someone else had taken him and Latvia didn't want to hear from him again. He didn't want to think about it, not on a day like this. The storm had finally calmed down enough for them to go where Russia had wanted to take them both. He poured the rest of the vodka into a flask and got dressed. By the time he got there everyone was sitting down at the table. This morning Estonia had prepared breakfast and Lithuania had prepared the table. There was a big feast set up and the smell of blueberries and pancakes in the air. It was a great way to start the day.
"Estonia, did you make these?" He asked.
"Yes sir, I remember how fond you were of Mr. America's pancakes so I decided to try and make some for ourselves."
"That is very thoughtful of you Eduard. I see you did a nice job decorating the table this morning Toris." Russia complimented.
"Thank you sir, I had a good motive to do it." Lithuania bowed.
"And what might that motive be?"
"You said today was a special day so I decided to do something different with the table arrangements this morning."
"That is indeed a good motive Lithuania. Thank you." Russia replied unusually chipper. Everyone was seated where they usually were. The three Baltic brothers sat on the edge of the table while Ukraine sat one seat away from Russia. The only one that sat next to Russia was Belarus. "Natalia?"
"Yes brother?" Belarus' asked hopefully.
"Can you please sit somewhere else? Raivis is going to be sitting be sitting with me from now on."
Belarus was flabbergasted, "Wh- what? But I always sit here!"
"Not anymore you don't. Come my little Raivis; grace me with your presence." His purple eyes watched as Latvia walked towards him with his plate of food.
Belarus only glared at Latvia and took a seat next to Ukraine. "I don't understand, it should be me sitting there not him!"
"Don't be rude Belarus." Ukraine demanded.
"It's true! Most of the countries are men and they all like each other. Even Lithuania's crush on me went away when Poland came into the picture!" bellowed Natalia.
"Don't yell at the table you'll ruin my mood." Russia stated threateningly. "Are you enjoying yourself Latvia?"
"Yes sir, the pancakes Estonia made are really good!" Latvia answered.
"That's good, I'm glad you're having a good morning." Russia pulled out his flask and emptied some of it into his orange juice.
"Uhm little brother, isn't it a bit early to be drinking?" Ukraine questioned concerned.
"Of course not Katyusha, it's only a little vodka." Russia responded. That morning everyone felt it was the closest to being a family.
Xxx
Prussia had arrived back in Germany's home. As he entered the house he could hear the sound of the piano being played. Probably that douche bag Roderich… He thought. He entered the large living room and saw said man playing the piano. Austria was so into the piano that he didn't notice that Gilbert was right behind him. It wasn't until Gilbert groped him that Roderich shot up from his seat, face flushing red.
"You ass! I should've known it was you!" Austria's voice hissed.
"You're just mad cause I'm more awesome than you'll ever be," shrugged Prussia.
"I'm guessing my brother is back home." Germany stated the obvious. He walked in with Italy, hand in hand, and Hungary.
"Yes West, your awesome brother is back home! Look at this cool looking chocolate Berwald made me!" Prussia showed it off opening the fancy looking box.
"Is that a chocolate that says Prussia is the awesome-est?" Ludwig read astonished. From behind he saw Austria's shocked face, mingled in with considerable pain, contort his expression before quickly closing his eyes in frustration. "You know you could've asked Roderich to do this for you."
"Him do something for me? That's like asking America to stop eating hamburgers." Prussia insulted. Hungary threw a random object at Gilbert hitting him square on the face. "Ow! Geez what's your problem lady!"
"You are, you're very inconsiderate!" Elizabeta exclaimed.
"Crazy lady…" murmured Prussia before looking at Germany and Italy holding hands. "Why are you guys always rubbing your love in my face?"
"Well if you were such a whore and actually paid attention to the people you cared about you would've found someone that genuinely cares for you." Austria said annoyed.
"No one's asking you uptight Austrian! Plus, it's not my fault I'm looking for love too but it's so hard to find it when all everyone wants to do is fuck. It's not like you even care about loving someone. You don't know what it's like to be alone!" Prussia shouted back.
"That is enough Gilbert!" Germany commanded Prussia but it was too late─ Austria gasped in bitter pain and left frustrated and hurt.
"What's his deal? Is his piano out of tune?" Prussia inquired obliviously. Hungary smacked him in the face before setting off to see Roderich.
"Just shut it brother please. Now, if I may ask, why do you have that shirt with you?"
"Oh this? Some cute looking boy named Sealand wanted me to give it to his friend Latvia. Apparently he's going on a date with that lunatic Russian." Gilbert told them disgusted.
"What!" Italy and Germany were shocked to hear this.
"Yeah I know right! Either this kid has a brain tumor or he's some sort of play thing for Russia… or maybe Russia has a tumor but still!"
Italy's hand shook in Germany's grip. Ludwig placed his other hand on it. "I don't believe this… I just can't."
"Well do believe it. I was actually wondering if you wanted to come with me to deliver this." Prussia told him. "You know how I feel about Russia; he is completely un-awesome."
"Well what would it hurt? I don't see a problem." Germany responded.
"But wait Italy, Mr. Russia is scary..!" Italy whined. "Can I stay here instead?"
"If you wish but I'll miss you if you don't come." Ludwig added sweetly.
Italy blushed and smiled, "Well, when you say it like that I have no choice but to go..!~"
"Get a room." Prussia remarked killing their moment.
"Let's go then before it gets any later. Brother, meet us outside."
"Fine," replied Prussia quickly leaving.
Once they were sure he had left Veneziano turned to his lover, "I think we should go check on Mr. Austria."
Ludwig nodded and they went off to Austria's chamber. Upon entry they saw him silently playing his small piano sadly.
"Do not listen to him Mr. Austria he doesn't know what he's saying." Elizabeta tried to comfort him.
"Of course he doesn't. He'll never know I love him so what's the point on getting upset." Roderich retorted doing his best to sound angry.
"My brother is a little blind Roderich I'm sure you've noticed it by now. Just give it another shot okay?" Germany said. "We'll be back we're going to Russia's home to deliver something."
"Russia's home? Why are you going to that frozen tundra?" Austria questioned raising an eyebrow.
"Apparently Gilbert is going to give that boy Latvia a shirt of his that Sealand borrowed. It seems the boy has a date with Russia."
"What? That little country that's always clinging to him like some scared koala? The one with the curly hair?" Austria asked surprised.
"Yes, that very same one. It surprised us all too." Germany paused, "Well we'll see you in a bit, take care of the house until then!"
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The two Germanic and Roman countries traveled quickly across the frozen woods and eventually arrived at the huge house that belonged to Russia. Gilbert cringed at the bad memories he had of the place but ventured forth. On the second floor in his own room Ivan had just finished his second bottle of vodka. The amount of alcohol in his system should be enough to keep the bad memories and nightmare away for the day. With the raw alcohol in his system he could now openly admit that he didn't want anything to ruin this day. In less than one day he had fallen for his little Latvia. Maybe he always had them for Raivis but never realized it. Prussia, Germany, and a shaking Italy knocked on one of the massive doors to the house. A girl with large breasts, whom they recognized as Ukraine, opened the door.
"Oh hello Mr. Germany, Mr. Italy, and Mr. Prussia may I help you with something?" Ukraine asked.
"Guten tag, Ukraine is Latvia here?" Germany asked
"Uhm yes, please come in." She let them and led them to the living room. "Estonia, is Latvia done showering? He has guests."
Estonia, who was watering a potted plant, looked at everyone. "Hello everyone," he greeted, "Raivis will be down in a second. May I ask why you're looking for him in case he asks?"
"I, the awesome Prussia, have come to give him something important. Since it is coming from the awesome me, it should let him know that it's something important." Prussia announced receiving funny stares.
"What my brother means to say is that Sealand was unable to bring Latvia's shirt and he asked Prussia to bring it for him." Germany translated. Italy simply nodded his head and hid behind his lover in case Russia popped out of nowhere.
"I'll go get him, please wait." Eduard excused himself and went upstairs.
By now Russia had already detected three foreign presences in his home. He took the opposite stairs down so his 'guests' wouldn't see him. He wanted to know what they wanted with Latvia. He was slightly relieved to see Germany and Italy but the other man he didn't recognize. He was loud and abrasive to Russia in his current state of form. Through his blurred vision he could see an albino man. He watched from the shadows of his home to see what would happen next. Estonia walked into their room and saw that Latvia had just gotten out of the shower. He wore one of Toris' large shirts and a lose set of shorts.
"Raivis, there are guests waiting for you downstairs. One of them has something from Peter. Germany told us that he was unable to bring it to you so he sent the shirt with Prussia." Estonia told him.
"I'll be right there let me just dry my hair a little." He got the towel and attempted to dry his hair as fast as possible.
The two of them walked down the long staircase. Prussia finally got a good view of Latvia and was memorized instantly. The boy was beyond gorgeous─ he had flawless white skin, large innocent eyes, a charming smile with perfectly aligned teeth, and a beautiful face. His messy curly hair only added to loveliness. The boy looked bashful and sweet. He had an overall uke appeal to him which drew in Prussia like a magnet. He watched him with his mouth open as he descended the stairs. It was no wonder to the awesome Prussia now why Russia would want this boy all to himself. Germany noticed his brother's astonishment right away as did the drunk Russian. Ivan could feel his possessiveness arise.
"Latvia you look so cute!~" Italy exclaimed running over to pet Raivis.
Russia felt nothing; this was Italy's typical behavior and he knew Italy would never go for Latvia. Italy was much too in love with Germany. The one he was that made his blood boil was Prussia; he was gawking at Raivis like a starved lion. Still, he would wait until the perfect time to strike.
"Hello there Latvia! My name is Prussia! I'm the awesome guy that just got this shirt to you on time!" Prussia handed it to him and got closer, "But you can call me Gilbert, beautiful." Prussia winked Germany simply rolled his eyes. "So tell me, what's a cutie like you going to use this shirt for?"
"W-well I I'm… uh…" Latvia began to stutter unsure of what to say. He had never been so boldly hit on. "Today Mr. Russia and I a- are g- going out."
"Mr. Russia," Gilbert began, "Why him when you have an awesome hot piece of man like me?"
Ivan felt his hands ball up tightly. His patience was reaching its peak.
"Wh- what?" Latvia didn't know what to say.
"Brother, stop it now." Germany demanded as quietly as he could.
Prussia ignored him, "Come on kid look at you! You're gorgeous, plain and simple! We should be the ones getting together! We'd have awesome kids no doubt!" Prussia lifted him into the air.
"Mr. Prussia, p- please p- put me down..!"
"Gilbert stop it! This isn't your home!" Ludwig attempted to grab Raivis until Gilbert set him down.
"How would you like to become one with Prussia?" Gilbert asked stroking his cheek softly. Their faces were inches away and Gilbert was going for the kill when a gloved hand lifted him into the air.
"Do you not hear your brother? Don't you know better than to touch things that do not belong to you Prussia…!" Ivan's anger seethed through ready to break all of Prussia's teeth.
"Let me go!" Gilbert yelled and Russia threw him to the ground. "You crazy bastard, I'm just trying to talk with him!"
"You do not need your hands all over his face to talk with him. I think you've overstayed your welcome." Ivan told them.
"Ivan, I'm so sorry for what has happened here…." Germany glared at his brother, "I promise you it won't happen again."
Latvia could say nothing but get closer to Russia. He felt protected standing by him.
"I know it's not your fault Ludwig, but control that mutt of yours. I don't want him tainting what rightfully belongs to me." Ivan stated coldly.
"I was bringing him something he wanted which is more than what I could say for you, Mr. Russia." Prussia insulted sarcastically. "I brought back his shirt."
"I could buy him all the shirts in Russia if he wanted it Prussia, which is more than anything you could do." Ivan looked down at Gilbert ready to break his jaw.
"Shut up Gilbert, shut up!" Italy exclaimed shaking.
"No, I'm not going to let this tyrant use this kid for his sick twisted games! I don't care if he beats me with his water pick or a bat! I'll take you on!" Prussia stood up got ready to fight.
"You come to my home, touch my property and insult me? That is very unwise but no matter, I will not let your nuisance get in the way of our plans." Russia looked into Latvia's huge purple eyes. There was a large amount of water in them ready to spill over. He sighed inwardly, even though he wanted to break every bone in Prussia's body he wouldn't. "I know exactly how to take care of you Gilbert." He picked him up by the collar, opened the nearest window, and threw him out. He locked it before Gilbert could even try to get back in and closed the curtains.
Ludwig, picking up the shirt Prussia dropped, handed it to Latvia. "I'm so, so terribly sorry about this Russia. I promise that the next time my moron brother steps in here it will be with an apology." Germany greeted before he left outside followed by Italy.
Ivan looked at Raivis' beautiful tear stained face. He didn't want to see those tears; the tears that came when he was about to do something violent. He would stop it all just to make them stop.
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Ok there's the second chapter! My gosh it is long and I got it done at one am. . I hope you all enjoyed it because I worked very hard on it and tweaked it a lot lol. Remember, reviews or anything is welcome! I hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving!:D
If you see any typos sorry, it's like a never ending war with them. -_-