Relaxation Time

It was not too long ago that Russia, his two sisters and a dozen others lived under the same roof together. It only seemed like yesterday that his house was so full of life and activity. For as long as he could remember, he always lived with his sisters, Ukraine and Belarus. Whenever he or his sister was in a tight situation, his older sister always helped them out. She was the one who made their meals and helped to clean the house up. It was her that was there for the two when they needed backup when fighting in wars and such. When Russia went through the October Revolution, it was Ukraine's people that helped them see the revolution through. Yep the three used to do everything together, playing in the snow, sledding down the hills, fighting together, and so on.

But in the early 1990s, when his old Soviet Government was on the verge of collapsing, Russia's old roommates all left him, and his sisters were no exception. On August 24, 1991, his older sister announced her independence from her younger brother and would be leaving.

"I..I'm sorry Russia, but this is for the best! Just make sure you keep warm and take care of yourself okay? And um......." But before Ukraine could say anymore, she started crying and almost collapsed to the ground. He moved fairly quickly for a man of his size, and managed to catch her just in time.

"There, there big sis, its not like we won't see each other da? I can take care of myself fine, we both got through this ordeal right?"

Russia was saddened to see her leave, but nonetheless helped carry the last of her baggage to the moving van, gave one last good bye hug and waved her off. And with that, his older sister Ukraine, who gave him his favorite scarf, parted ways. The day after that, his younger sister too left as well. Russia was actually glad his younger sister was going to be on her own now. She was old enough now to take care of herself and it was about time that they went their separate ways.

Just four months later, on December 26th 1991, the Soviet Government officially dissolved itself, officially ending the seven decade old USSR. Russia could still remember being called into the Kremlin to a board meeting.

Sitting around the table were several of the Politburo leaders including Mikhail Gorbachev, the last leader of the USSR.

"Rossiya, there you are. We have an important matter to discuss with you."

"What is it sir?"

"As of today, the Soviet Union is no more. After today, you shall retake your original name, and......I am sorry that you had to endure so much."

After some more serious talk and paperwork, treaty signing, Gorbachev introduced Russia to his new boss, Boris Yeltsin before finally leaving the Kremlin with a 'dasvidaniya Rossiya.'

For the next eight years, he continued with working with his new boss, trying to get his economy back up and running, and working now to loosen the state's power on the rest of the country. President Yeltsin introduced many new reforms all across the country. Russia himself oversaw the construction of several new schools, roads and infrastructure. Although many improvements were made, his economy took a turn for the worse and Russia grew to hate his boss with each year.

Then one day, on a chilly April morning in 1997, while Russia was busy going over some papers in his mansion, there was a knock at the door. Russia sighed and but the bill he was reading back down on his desk. He then heaved his large body to the front door thinking that this was another bureaucrat that he had to deal with. He opened the door and to his surprise found his younger sister Belarus standing there with a rather placid expression on her face.

"Belarus, you're back!" the big nation said happily. His old roommates hardly ever visited him, much less his own sisters.

Russia invited Belarus in for a some hot tea. Russia felt the happiest he's been in a long while as he asked an attendant to bring hot tea to the parlor. The two chatted away for a while talking about their lives after the end of the cold war and how difficult their lives were.

"Yes, brother, I'm back now and I'm here to stay. I'll stay by your side forever if that's what you want," she said softly.

At first Russia's heart lept for joy. He was going to be living with his little sister again and he won't be lonely anymore. Then she did something creepy, she walked towards him and grabbed both of his hands in hers.

"Furthermore, let's get married so that I can stay with you even more."

WHAT?!

Russia leaned too far back and fell on the ground, pulling Belarus right on top of him in a rather compromising position. Luckily no one was around to tell the tale. Belarus tried moving closer to him and Russia's mind just shut off. All reason gone, he pushed his little sister off him, got back on his feet and just ran.

Russia ran through several halls and rooms hoping to loose his younger sister, before realizing that she too lived here and six years was not enough to cause her to loose her sense of navigation of the maze of of rooms. Russia quickly turned a corner, ran down the hallway and ran inside what he hoped was a room with a window. He locked the door, and tried to hide behind a desk.

For a few minutes, there was silence and Russia was able to calm down a bit and had time to think. He had to get rid of her somehow. And he had to do it fast. He would have to get away from her first and needed an escape route. But before he could plan any further he heard the doorknob turn several times before hearing scratching sounds.

"Brother.......brother? Do you really like that damn bastard THAT much?" She said referring to Lithuania, who he has been visiting quite often. How did his sister find out? Her voice was soft at first, but with every sentence, her tone got darker and darker. Russia's mind went blank and was cowering behind a desk.

"Brother....please open this door......let me in.....I must become one with brother....let me in.....let me in....."

"Wah! Go home already please!" the big nation yelled at the door, although he knew it was pointless. He ducked behind the desk shivering in fear. He heard the doorknob rattle again but more violently this time. Her voice came again, this time more harsh and barely recognizable as the young woman she was.

"Cursed doorknob! It's getting in the way of me and brother!" She cried in an obviously frustrated tone. Russia had a seconds' worth of respite before hearing a deafening crunching and cracking noise behind him. He peeked out from his hiding spot and could see minute cracks forming in and around the doorknob. His mind was telling him to move and run but his feet were not responding. A few minutes later there was a sickening pop of wood against wood and the doorknob was pulled out along with a part of the door that left a rectangular hole. He stared at the opening for a second and then in popped his sister's face.

"Brother.....that damn doorknob that dared separate us is not more......now then....let's talk about marriage......let's get married....let's get married....LET'S GET MARRIED!"

Russia crawled backwards a bit as the door slowly opened to reveal his sister. Or at least, what looked like his sister. She looked like a completely different person. Her face was twisted in a demented smile, and her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had not gotten enough sleep for several days. It seemed that nothing would or could stop her right now. She was like a female vampire on her first hunt for blood and Russia was her target. She approached him slowly and every step she took, Russia took two more back. He quickly got up and ran over to the window to check which floor he was on. Luckily, Russia had not run up any stairs and he was still on the first floor. Without thinking, he just bolted for it. He jumped outside and tumbled on the grass. Then he just started running like mad as if being attacked by bomber planes.

"So ever since then, my little sister has been badgering me to marry her. It's.......really creeping me out....." Russia finished telling Lithuania.

Russia let out a small gasp and curled into a ball again shivering. Lithuania could not make heads or tails of this situation. On one hand, he was happy that someone was able to intimidate Russia as him and his other Baltic brothers were getting annoyed by Russia's constant bullying. On the other hand, he couldn't help but feel pity for the big nation, because he was not faking and seemed honesty traumatized by the smaller female nation.

Lithuania had an idea one that he thought would benefit them both.

"Hey Russia, I have an idea. Why don't I try to get Belarus to like me instead? If I can do that, will you back off trying to make me 'become one with you?'"

At the sound of the possibility of getting rid of his sister, Russia's expression completely changed.

"You'd do that for me?"

"Yes I would. But not for your sake!" Lithuania countered.

Lithuania was going to say something more, but was cut off as the big nation hugged him.

"Wah! Thank you so much! I really do owe you one!"

After cleaning up all the dishes and putting them away, Belgium hurried back to the commons where the other female nations were relaxing.

On the way back, Belgium bumped into France.

"Ah, vhere are you going in such a hurry?"

"Oh, just to see the others and see how they are doing," Belgium replied politely.

"Ah, but vould you not rather be with me? We are neighbors after all......" but before France could advance any further, Belgium brought her knee up and kicked him in the stomach. He doubled over and she ran off in the other direction. Belgium sighed to herself thinking that she overdid it. Yes, her neighbor could be a pervert sometimes and was creepy. But she could not deny that he had excellent cooking skills and could be charming when he needed to be. Oh well, there is another time for that. Right now, its relaxation time with the other girls.

She looked into the room with glass panels where the other three nations were sitting. From the looks of it, it seemed that Hungary and Liechtenstein were busy asking questions to the newcomer, Belarus. It was rare for the Hungary, Belgium and Liechtenstein to meet another female nation. They wanted to talk to Belarus's older sister Ukraine, but she had to leave early. Liechtenstein for one was delighted to see that Belarus seemed so intimidate with her older brother.

"Um, Miss Belarus? So....do you like your big brother?"

"Yes I do. Very much so."

"I think its great to have an older brother that can take care of you." Liechtenstein said.

"Isn't that the same way you feel about Switzerland?" Hungary asked the small nation.

"Yes! I was passed around between many nations. Do you remember when I used to live in Mr. Holy Roman Empire's household, and then passed along to Mr. Germany for some time? I may have lived at Mr. Austria's place for time as well."

"How could I forget?" Hungary mused a bit remembering her time with everyone in the big manor when she was serving Austria.

"Sounds like you've had a pretty rough life," Belarus noted.

Liechtenstein looked down slightly but continued, "Yes, after the war, my place was a mess. I wasn't sure what I would do. But then big brother came along one day and helped me out! He gave me some of his old clothes and even gave me some of his food! After a few years things got better. Our economies grew and stabilized, we signed an agreement allowing him to defend me if necessary. To make a long story short, I am very grateful to him."

Belgium walked in quietly and sniffed a little. It was so sweet that Switzerland helped the tiny nation out when she needed it.

"Oh, I'm sorry for intruding! I just couldn't help overhear that wonderful story!"

"I'm kinda jealous of you three, having siblings who can take care of you and vice versa." Hungary noted.

"Oh that's right, you don't have any siblings Hungary. But then again, you're the only one of us here who's married, I think that counts for something don't you?"

As soon as the 'm' word popped up, Belarus started paying more attention.

"Y-yes I WAS married....to Roderich." Hungary corrected.

"Ah! You even call him by his human name! You two must be very close!" Belgium exclaimed.

"Y-yes...I suppose we still are. We still correspond often through letters and emails. I even go over to his house to help him clean every now and then." Hungary said rather quietly.

"You help him clean his house? That's so sweet!" Liechtenstein said.

"T-that's only because Roderich can't clean by himself. He can make great sweets and cake though! And I absolutely love his musical talent!" Hungary mused for a minute of eating one of his signature cheesecakes and listening to play a song on his favorite grand piano.

"So......what is marriage like anyways?" Belarus asked the brunette nation.

"Um....I can't really explain it. I mean, we slept in the same bed, we ate together, we would fight with each other, we did just about everything together. Why do you ask Belarus?"

"Well.....I've been....meaning to become one with my big brother......"

Hungary nearly spat out her tea that she was drinking when she heard her say that, "What?! Really?! You're joking right?"

Belarus shook her head.

Please read and review, or else Belarus might be after you with her knife!

A/N: I also wanted to incorporate the manga a little bit earlier and show just how creepy Belarus can be sometimes.