Denny and Ivan ran into the UN Meeting room, well, Ivan was really dragging poor Denny with him. He was smiling. "I have an announcement. Me and Danya are getting married!" He said happily. The room was completely silent, and Denny sat down in a chair. France was the first to congratulate them, but Iggy was silent. Denny's brother's were glaring daggers at him. He ignored them. America went up to Russia and held out his hand. "'Grats Commie! Am I invited?" he asked. Russia narrowed his eyes and looked at him. "Maybe. We'll see." "Good! Because it's not a party without the HERO!" he said. You could already hear England groan.
Denny sighed. "Okay Vanya, time to get back to the meetin-" He was interrupted by Norway knocking him out cold by knocking him upside the head with a chair. Russia turned to Norway and his pipe acted on his own, nearly hitting Norway. "YOU NEVER HIT HIM. YOU'LL NEVER HIT HIM AGAIN OR I'LL KILL YOU!" he said, picking up Denny and walking out.
Denny woke up a while later, as he sat up he grabbed his head and groaned, whimpering. Ivan was immediately over by his side. "Danya is okay?" he asked worriedly, kissing his forehead. "Ja, I'm fine love.. I'm used to that." "We go to doctor? Could be concussion.." "No, it's okay Vanya.." he said smiling reassuringly. Ivan sighed and kissed him quickly, still not so sure...

======================================= Denny opened the door to Ivan's house, smiling tiredly. He wanted a hug from his Russian teddy bear. That was weird.. Ivan usually came running, or was waiting for him when he got home.. "Vanya?" He called, looking around. There was a note for him on a table. "Gone" the note said. But.. that wasn't Vanya's handwriting.. He blinked, now very concerned. He put his scarf back on and walked around for hours, when he found Ivan unconscious in the snow. He put a hand over his mouth and started crying. He rushed forward and grabbed Ivan, pulling him closed and sobbing into his shoulder. He blinked a few tears out of his eyes and raised his head when he felt his lover stirring.
Ivan looked up at Denny, his vision blurry. He wondered why this person was crying... "Who are you?" he asked. Denny let out a wail and sobbed into him again, Ivan awkwardly stroking his hair. He couldn't remember much.. "Who am I?" he asked softly. "Ivan Braginski. Russia.." he said softly. Russia blinked. Now he remembered. He remembered being slow around someone because he loved them... But who was it.. "Vanya? Are you sure you don't remember me..? You loved me..." he whispered. Ivan searched his face, and slowly started to feel his mind lag a bit.
Ivan kissed him suddenly. "Love!" he said excitedly. Denny smiled through his tears. "You remember?" he asked him. "A bit.." he said. "Love!" Ivan said again, smiling at him. Denny grabbed his hand and put it on his stomach. "Love," he repeated softly. Ivan blinked.. and with some difficulty he said: "B...Baby?" he said. Denny smiled and nodded, and kissed Ivan again... He loved him so much...
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Ivan was shoved up to the altar by his sister. His mind was lagging so much he didn't know what to do. He stood there, waiting for Denny. Denny was standing outside the doors, sighing. No one to walk him up the aisle... He shrugged, looking down at himself.. Dammit Finland.. Dammit Alfred. If he hadn't lost that bet.. He was wearing a white wedding gown and had a sunflower in his hair, and they crowned the veil that he hand over his face; the boquet to match. He huffed angrily.. He adjusted the elbow-length gloves and shuddered when the music started. He slowly made his way up the aisle, ignoring the stares of his friends and some of his family. (Norway had failed to show up for some reason) He focused on the altar before Ivan took his hand, and the priest began to say their vows. Bother Denny and Ivan could feel their hearts beating faster. Denny was blushing furiously.. while Ivan looked at him.. He remembered he loved sunflowers.. Denny looked very pretty. He jumped when Denny nudged him. It was there I do's already? He struggled for a bit.. "Yes." he said. Denny chuckled softly and said "I do." Ivan didn't even wait for the priest before he kissed Denny, and held onto him, leaving a very surprised Denny in his arms. He ended up kissing him back though. Everybody clapped and cheered, and then headed to the reception.
Denny pulled away and smiled. "I love you Vanya..." he said softly. Ivan merely smiled and took Denny into the room where the reception was being held. They cut the first piece of cake, but Denny happily smashed it into Ivan's face and started laughing. Ivan smirked and cut another piece of caked and did the same. Denny kissed him and licked the cake off of his lips. "I love you Vanya~" he said happily. Ivan smiled. "I love you too.."
Denny grabbed a rag and wiped off his face then Ivan's. "There's your mouth~" he said smiling. He kissed him again then squeaked, the baby moving a bit. He blushed, then smiled at Ivan, who rubbed his baby tummy and kissed him again. With that he pulled Denny out onto the dance floor, and Denny made a face. "I can't dance Vanya..." "Doesn't matter," he said pouting, putting his arm around him and swaying to the music. Denny smiled and put his head on his shoulder. Then Ivan said the one thing everyone least expected him to say. "Became one with Russia..." he said softly, giggling. Denny blinked, then smiled.. "Yeah.. I guess I did..."
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Denny was curled up in front of the toilet, whimpering.. He had just thrown up again, and he didn't feel so well.. Ivan walked in and sat down next to him, stroking his face lightly. "Danya, are you sick, or is it...?" he asked softly. Denny looked like he may cry.. "It's the baby you idiot..." he whimpered. He was very touchy about the subject. The baby he /had/ been pregnant with ended up to be a miscarriage, and Denny was devastated about it. He locked himself in a room for a week with nothing to eat or drink, not even letting Ivan in... He felt so horrible about it.. "It was all my fault.." he said crying a bit. "N-no.. Danya, don't cry.." Ivan begged softly, his eyes watering. "It's not your fau-" "YES IT IS!" he wailed, whimpering.. Ivan frowned. "It was my fault.. it was my genes that failed Danya.. because I was slow..." he said, a few tears falling down his face. "N-NO! Don't say that it wasn't your fault!" "Then is wasn't yours either!" he snapped, looking at him. They were silent for a while, then Ivan hugged him tightly. "Let's just pray this time we're lucky..." Denny said softly. "Da..." Ivan said, nodding as he prayed. "I love you.." the said in unison. They chuckled and snuggled together for a while.. Hoping luck was one their side.