PART II – EMOTIONAL TURMOIL. Feelings.
"Just become one with mother Russia already, moy podsolnechnika."
Ivan whispered contentedly on the nape of his secret lover.
"Na uh, this America's staying independent, so suck it." Amelia said with a defiant expression. However, despite her own words, she clasped his large warm hand.
"Ha ha, still saying half hearted lies are you not?" He replied sadly before licking her nape softly.
Startled and blushing yet again, she turned her head and slapped his hand away. "Oh geez Ivan! We already went at it twice! Besides, my ass hurts…" she rubbed her sore bottom.
"And did you really have to smack my ass?, kinky douche." She pointed out angrily.
Russia put on his classic oblivious smile. "But you deserved it my dear Amelia! After those mean mean words you said about me in front of everyone, I just had to punish the little child!"
She pouted crossly. "And that! Im not a freaking kid anymore so…yeah!" She struggled to keep up her strong demeanour. Around him, she found her barriers falling away - although the same can be said for him.
"Besides, I was pissed off yesterday, and your smiling from across the table definitely didn't help my mood either! I mean-" She stood up and crossed her arms. "What's this with you and Ukraine recently? Aren't you already big enough?"
Realising what she said, she pointed out, "And NO, that was not meant to be a dick joke!"
Russia snickered before saying calmly, "It seems to me that you are jealous of my sestra. fufufu (^J^)"
"Am NOT!" She denied. But she didn't have time to fully rant because he then wrapped his large arms around her body, and lay her back down onto the couch. Preventing an escape, he trapped her hands and held them above her head.
"H-HEY! LEMME GO-"
"Just become one with me and I will give myself to you alone. You will never have to deal with England or those other annoying countries. I will always have you by my side, and you will always be there to warm me when I need to. I will gladly eradicate all your enemies and those who hate you, in return however, you must offer all of yourself, all, to me." He said possessively against her beating heart.
When she was silent, he moved his finger to her lips, stroking them gently whilst saying, "предложить себя для меня. будь моим."
"?!"
Instead of getting the kiss he wanted, the Russian found his body violently flipped over with his chest against the couch and his arms caught in a snakelike grip.
"Ha ha. Sorry, but as much as that might sound awesome to you, in the end, its me being a possession isn't it?" She laughed.
With a free hand, she forced him to face her. Her powerful blue eyes.
"You might be the one always fucking the hell out of me, but just remember, I have a heart too. I'm not just some body, some prize to be won. Look what happened to all those europeans who got involved with me. I was just a mere colony to them. They were parasites. Taking from my land, and enslaving my people. A prize won by Britain in the end. Now, look at me Russia."
She tightened her grip.
"Look at the country who they tirelessly begged help for, in both those World Wars. Look at the world's foremost military power. Look at the country who conquers the world's GDP, goldstock, and half the labor force. Look at the one who controls the UN and NATO. And look-"
She let go of his face at this point and poked his nose. "-at the one who beat you to the moon. BAM!"
Russia simply gazed at her, unfazed yet understanding the meaning of her words. "A prize? You were a prize to me during the холодная война. A prize I sadly never won."
"Then, what am I to you now?" She posed the question to him with a serious look.
He gave out a sad laugh before answering with a look that dripped with melancholy. "If I told you….no, it is not important."
"Just tell me dammit! What am I to you?!" She asked again.
He didn't answer. He looked down for a long while. After a moment, her stood up and started putting on his clothes.
"It is late. I'm afraid my boss will be wondering where I am." He replied at last.
Angry, she yelled at him for an answer. "You're not leaving here until I get a damn answer, commie!"
"It does not matter." He snapped coldly.
As he walked to the door, the girl placed a hand to her face while laughing sadly.
"We can just stop this whole thing you know? If it's so unimportant to you, if you just see me as your personal fuck toy, then I'll just go to Felipe. At least he sees me as more than a body."
She heard the footsteps stop. His form as still as stone.
"At least Felipe showed me that when he embraces me. At least he actually appreciates me for who I am. Heck, he even told me he lo-"
Her back was suddenly pushed to the wall again. Her bare back already aching from their previous act but this time, she was looking at a Russia who was ready to burn the world down to a crisp.
"You. Let. Someone. Else. Touch. You?" He spat through gritted teeth.
Unfazed, she looked away. "So what? What you and I have right now isn't official like him and I."
"Hahaha, even though you claim yourself heroine, you are still a Capitalist whore. I'm not surprised-"
"HE LOVES ME!" She cried out in fury.
Before she knew it, she found herself in tears.
His eyes widened. Soon his arms trembled at the sound of her words.
Guilty just by looking as the droplets fell from her perfect eyes, he released her and placed his hand on his sides in tight fists.
She crossed her arms to her chest and turned away from him. Her hair blocking view of her eyes. "Get the fuck out."
He stood there. Silent and still as a stone.
"Didn't you hear me commie? I told you to get the fuck out."
As he stood there, ignoring her words, she walked over to his still form and slapped his face.
"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?! YOU GOT YOUR FUCK, NOW LEAVE ME ALONE-"
He muttered something softly under his breath.
"What was that?! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE TO SAY-"
"ya tebya lyublyu."
She punched his chest, which sent him accross the room, hitting his back to the door.
"ENGLISH YOU SICK FU-"
"I SAID I FUCKING LOVE YOU!"
…
As her eyes widened, she saw that his eyes were too, stained with tears.
As she stood there stunned, he wiped his mouth of the trickling blood and walked slowly towards her.
"I LOVE YOU. I LOVED YOU WHEN I FIRST MET YOU AS A CHILD. I LOVED YOU WHEN YOU FIRST GAVE ME SUNFLOWER SEEDS. I LOVED YOU THROUGHOUT YOUR REVOLUTION. I LOVED YOU WHEN YOU FIRST STARTED TRADING WITH ME. I LOVED YOU WHEN YOU SUPPORTED MY SIDE IN EVERY WAR I HAD AGAINST ENGLAND. I LOVED YOU WHEN WE TAUGHT OUR FIRST SON TOGETHER. I LOVED YOU DURING MY REVOLUTION. I LOVED YOU DURING ALL THOSE BLOODIED WARS. HELL, I LOVED YOU EVEN DURING THE COLD WAR, REGARDLESS IF YOU WERE JUST A PRIZE!"
He grabbed her shoulders.
"Your smile…..I always dreamt that one day, that smile will only be shown to me. And me alone."
Her entire form trembled at his words.
Her thoughts were halted when he grabbed the back of her head and gave her a passionate kiss. This one was different from his lust-filled ones he gave her before. This one was filled to the brim with bittersweet love.
And was she returning it? Yes she was.
Forgetting her tears, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and returned his kiss with equal ferocity.
As both their bodies started heating up again, he pulled back, panting loudly.
"It appears that I have lost."
She looked at him questioningly. "What? Lost at what?"
Another sad smile etched from his lips. "I gave in to your provocation. Now you can use those words as your weapons against me. How lucky for you, vanya."
Angrily pouting again, she gave his shoulder a light – well it was light to her – punch.
"Ouch, what was that ever for Ameli-"
"I love you too, douchebag."
She confessed finally. She was blushing all the while.
Russia momentarily widened his eyes before replying, "You…really?"
She looked away shyly. "Ever since that kiss you gave me during the1800s.*"
He too blushed at the mention of a past event. "I did not think you would remember that after everything…." He paused.
"Yeah…it was so easy for us back then wasn't it?" she reminisced sadly. If only those times were a lot longer….
"Well, at least I have won something tonight! And that alone satisfies me fufufu! ^J^"
He said playfully.
"And what the heck did you win, comrade?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
He tilted her chin to his face. A prideful smirk appearing on his lips. "Ваше сердце. Мой драгоценный подсолнечника."
Blushing furiously, she hugged him tightly. "Okay okay. I'll let you have that. For now." She winked to him at her last words.
"You will eventually be mine anyway. So will everyone~ Da?" He exclaimed happily.
"Oh no! not if I can help it!" She exclaimed playfully.
As the two exchanged a laugh, they heard the sound of footsteps advancing from the far off hall.
"I think we better go now Ivan."
"resheno."
As they dressed themselves up quickly, Amelia finally turned her IPhone on only to discover that her screen was filled with text messages and scrolling down, missed calls. Particularily from her boss, and expectedly, England.
"11PM already?! Damn, we were at it longer than I thought." She worried.
She saw Ivan too looking at his phone with a sweat drop appearing on his head.
She took a lucky guess. "Belarus?"
He nodded with a defeated look on his face. "der'mo, her calls prolong that of my boss."
She gave the russian nation a pat on the back, full of pity.
"Don't worry buddy, if we get out of here quickly, you can still have time to outrun that hellspawn-"
He gripped her arm with a scared expression, "I do not want to return to them. Not now. May I stay with you for the night? я вас умоляю."
"WHAT?! BUT YOUR BOSS-"
But looking at his beautiful longing eyes, she gave in.
"Oh geez, fine! But no sex, kay?" She pointed out.
He pouted sadly. "Oh bother, that was what I was hoping to do…"
"Ivan. My ass, now my back is hurting." She replied annoyedly.
She had a thinking moment before replying with a smile, "Why don't we watch movies together? We can have an epic cool sleepover party~!"
She cried excitedly.
Oh well, at least he has her at his side, he thought.
Sighing, he agreed. With a condition of course.
"Stop associating with Филиппины intimately. Friend DA. Intimate NYET."
She agreed immediately. Besides, she and him haven't been intimate for a while. Close friends is fine by her.
"Okey dokey. Now that's settled, lets get the heck outta here!"
"IS ANYONE THERE?!"
A man's voice yelled from the hallway. CRAP. He seemed like 20 steps away from this room!
Dammit! There's no other entrance other than that door! How the heck were they-
"Up here podsolnechnik!
He saw Ivan's gloved hand dangling from an air vent.
"It will lead straight to the outside!"
Thank God for air vents.
Wasn't that lovely? (or cheesy….i dunno you tell me with a review!)
Last chapter's coming out shortly, but I hope you enjoyed reading!
History References
America: "So what? What you and I have right now isn't official like him and I."
Felipe is my OC name for Philippines. Currently, due to their close diplomatic ties, they are in a 'Special Relationship'.
wiki/Philippines%E2%80%93United_States_relations
America: "Look at the country who they tirelessly begged help for, in both those World Wars. Look at the world's foremost military power. Look at the country who conquers the world's GDP, goldstock, and half the labor force. Look at the one who controls the UN and NATO."
watch?v=DR3aIv2UB3U AMAZING DOCUMENTARY. WW2 FROM SPACE.
Russia: "I LOVED YOU WHEN WE TAUGHT OUR FIRST SON TOGETHER."
That son was Alaska. Siring a child with Amelia, and watching him grow was one of the brightest things that ever happened in his bloodied life.
Translations
moy podsolnechnika – my sunflower
ya tebya lyublyu. - I love you
sestra - sister
холоднаявойна - Cold war.
resheno - understood
podsolnechnik! - sunflower
предложитьсебядляменя. будьмоим - offer yourself to me. Be mine.
Вашесердце. Мойдрагоценныйподсолнечника - your heart. My precious sunflower
der'mo - shit
явасумоляю - I beg of you
Филиппины – Philippines