Yay! I'm so happy that people are reading my story~ But I have a few things to address before starting the second chapter. (Which is rather short. Sorry.)
One: The country of America has 11 or so dialects and 4 time zones give or take. Lithuania has 4 dialects and only about one or two time zones. Guess how many time zones Russia has? 11. No joke. 11 time zones. Russia's accent is based closer to old Russian and much stronger because of it.
Two: But I shall from now on translate Russia's accent in italics after his lines.
Three: At the end of this chapter, I will have all of Russia's words translated in order. Thank you for putting up with me! ^^ I give you all my Russian-y love!
To KitsuneMomo, I would be my than happy to play Vanya for you~ Since I only have a Liet, who hates Russia with China as well.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia and I shall apologize for Sawa-Chan's OOC Lithuania moments. I hit her for each one. ^^
The small country of Latvia stared at the sleeping country of Lithuania. After Russia had brought the brunette home, the two other Baltics had prayed that their brother would only need a body cast and not a grave stone. Strangely though, only an hour or two after "play time" had started, Russia carried Lithuania into the house; wrapped tightly in the beloved beige coat.
With gentleness, the large nation tucked Lithuania into his own bed; kissed his forehead and left.
"Taike kare oof 'em. Ya haive voork," Take care of him. I have work, was all the Russian said; before leaving with a forlorn look on his face. The trembling country had remained faithfully by his brother's side.
"Lithuania…Please wake up…"
Lithuania stirred slightly in his sleep, opening one eye slightly to look at his 'brother'. "I'm fine, Latvia. I just need to sleep….though…" He sat up in bed and removed his shirt. "Could you clean the wounds? I don't want them to get infected." Laying back down on the bed, he went back to sleep; leaving his bare chest for the other to clean up.
Latvia trembled but shook his head.
"That's the thing. Mr. Russia has already cleaned them…"
Estonia quickly walked into the room, carrying a tray of Lithuania's favorite dish; the smell wafting toward the sleeping Baltic.
The country's mouth turned into a happy smile as he awoke to find Estonia standing in front of him with a tray of his favorite food. Sitting up, he grabbed the tray, wincing slightly, "Thank you!" He gobbled up the food, eating the same way America does: big mouth gulps. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so hungry.
Estonia sat on the edge of the bed; watching Lithuania worriedly. Latvia slowly moved toward his fellow Baltic, as his own wounds were still healing.
"What happened?" Estonia asked quietly.
He blushed looking down. "Um…Well…We…Played with Masha a little bit and then h-he made me take off my p-pants, and I didn't want to take my underwear off b-but he made me, and then h-h-he g-got angry, because…" He paused blushing even more. "But then…stuff…happened and…he told me he loved me, and that he was sorry…"
Lithuania glanced up at his brothers. "Do…d-do you think he meant it?" The brunette twiddled his fingers, blushing even more. "I mean …you don't think it's just another one of his mind games…" His heart thumped painfully at the words, and as soon as they were spoken, he couldn't get the horrifying thought out of his mind. His breathing grew unsteady, "A-after all, I-it w-would be the perfect p-punishment, right?" Sweet tears began to fall. "M-make me f-forgive, m-make me lo-love and then….and then…" Lithuania's face crumpled and he brought his arm up to his face. "I'm such an idiot!" he sobbed.
Latvia slowly moved closer to Lithuania and pulled him into a tight embrace. Estonia was completely stunned and a small stab of jealously hit him. Quickly, he brushed that aside and walked over to Lithuania, so that he stood beside him; gently tapping the elegant writing carved into his 'brother's' chest.
"Mr. Russia is twisted enough to actually love you. But think of this: Even if he does love you- Do you want a lover, who at a moments notice, will change into another person and beat you?"
Latvia noticed the cold undertone in the warning; Estonia turned, leaving quickly- mumbling something about his work.
"Estonia s-s-sound-ded s-so c-c-cold…"
Lithuania frowned, trying to stifle his tears. "W-what did he m-mean tw-twisted en-ough t-to love me?" He racked his brained for any reason that Estonia would be mad at him.
Ravis turned to Lithuania but before he could speak, a giggle broke the silence.
"Latveya~ Ya vand taike naip." Latvia. I want to take a nap, said an all to familiar voice. Quickly, the trembling nation ran from the room.
Lithuania quickly blinked the tears from his eyes. "Thanks for helping me Latvia!" he called out softly. Turning his back to the door, the brunette closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
The giggling grew louder as the large nation slipped into his bed.
" 'Ow doo yu feil?" How do you feel?
As the amethyst-eyed man spoke, he began to massage the younger nation's back.
Lithuania arched his back into the larger nation's touch, letting out an appreciative groan. "I'm fe-feeling better, M-Mr. Russia."
The Russian lightly pinched the base of the brunette's spine; nuzzling his smll lover's neck.
"Nyet. Kaill Ya Vanya."
Gently, Russia placed butterfly kisses up Lithuania's neck; stopping just below his beloved's ear.
"Vanya." The brunette breathed turning around to frown slightly at his lover, slender hands came up to firmly push at the larger man's chest, pushing him away slightly. "N-not n-now I'm still s-sore." He flinched slightly after his words, Russia didn't like to be told no. "Is there something you want?" he asked quickly, flinching once again when he realized that the words sounded impatient and rude.
Ivan frowned and shifted so that he was above Lithuania. The smaller nation looked terrified and resembled a deer caught in the headlights.
"Vhad ish vrrong? Ya vand shleep vid yu." What is wrong? I want to sleep with you, the large nation asked with a very confused look on his face.
"N-n-nothings wrong!" he squeaked shrinking back, he blushed as he suddenly began to feel very silly. "I'm having a hard time adjusting t-to this change I-in our relationship." He kissed Russia lightly before adding, "I-I do-don't want to make you angry."
A childish smile broke out a crossed his face and he pulled Lithuania into a warm embrace; kissing his forehead and snuggling tight against the Baltic nation.
"Leeds shleep, da?" Let's sleep, da?
~*~*~*~*~
Glass crashed and a loud scream slipped from the northern most Baltic's lips. Estonia had seen Lithuania and Russia sleeping so silently; arm in arm. He vowed that day to do everything in his power to become more valuable and more loved by Russia but if he could not, he would destroy their relationship. Piece by piece.
Yay! Sorry that this took so long! And now for the translation for Chapter 1!
"America. You are no longer fit to care for Lithuania."
"No. If I let go Liet will run away." "Did you have fun, dearest/ You left me for America. And now must be punished." "Oh well. Latvia can not walk. He's so weak. And Estonia is not fun. He simply shuts down." "Eh. Here we are." "You will become one with me, da? KOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOL" Russian's use 'eh' instead of 'hey'.
"No. You have been a very bad little boy." "Who said you could talk?" "I will go get Estonia, to take you." "Take that. I want to play with Lithunia." "Lithunia. Do you remember this?" "Or would you prefer Masha?" "Oh yes. That one." "You have not forgotten. Pants. Off. Now." "I'm not patient, my Liet.""HOW DARE YOU!!!" "Whore. That is what you are!" "Get on your hands and knees. NOW!!!!" "Hate me? But I don't hate you." "I love you." "Should i prepare you? Yes, i should." "Call my Vanya, Toris." "Relax, my honey.""You must wait, for me to touch you." "I's sorry." "I'm sorry please." The last part is onve again in Russian. Russia is using the most repectfully way to say "Im sorry." You add the "please" to be even more polite."Not punishment. Proof. Of my love." "The ground is cold, da?" "Ready?""Don't choke." "Careful, my honey.""No, Toris. No more playing." "Relax." "Ready?""Toris... I love you."