6 days ago

Russia:

I woke up before my alarm went off again. I looked at the clock, and sighed, and put the alarm off. I went to take a shower, a really warm shower. The really warm water almost burned my skin, or it at least felt like it. But I liked it. I wanted to feel warm. I have always wanted to. I've always felt that I'm cold, and even my touch is cold. That's one reason why I keep gloves on every day. But also, I kept them on, because otherwhise other's could see the ends of my scars, that are on my arms. I've been in wars many times in my life, and had had a really bloody history, and so I've gained many, many scars on my body. On my back, chest, shoulders, arms, legs, feet, and... My neck. It had the worst scar on my body, and it would never heal. Not completely at least. But the other's were healing, but really, really slowly.
I sighed, and got out of the shower, dried myself, and put on clean, white blouse, and pants, and then the scarf. That I wrapped carefully around my neck, smiling a bit to the memory when Ukraine gave it to me. She was a good big sister, but maybe was more worried over her siblings than she should or need.
Then suddenly someone knocked on the door. I frowned. Who would want to see me at this hour? And anyway... Why? I put on my coat quickly, not really wanting to let anyone to see how slim I actually were. Then I heard that the door was knocked again, slightly in a way that the one behind the door wouldn't want to wait for long.

"Da~Da~ I'm coming~" I said loud enough with a childish tone. When I noticed my hair was still a bit wet, I just pushed that away, not caring, and went to open the door, getting my fake smile on my face. "Da~? What is it~?" It was England, and I would've frowned a bit, but I pushed it away, or rather, hid it behind the wall I had build around me.

"U-u-u-ummm... Well... I was wondering..." I couldn't help but to notice that England seemed really nervous. Maybe... If he's forced to do something...? By others...? I thought, and realised that it might be true. Either way, my smile didn't fade.

"Da~? What is it comrade~?"

"I... I... I-I... I was wondering..."

"Hmmmm~?" I slightly tilted my head to the side in curious and childish way.

"I-if... You know... America is keeping the halloween party, and I was sondering if... If... If you would come with me and... Well... Be with me there..." England finally managed to say, and he looked at his shoes, like they were the most interesting thing in the world.

"Eh...? Me~? With me~?" I asked, and England just nodded a bit. This really might be a prank of some kind... Or he's forced to this... He can't be asking this for his own will... But... At least I wouldn't be alone there... I can deal with the pain...
"Sure~ Why not~" England looked up at me, with eyes that said that he was really surprised, and seemed like he didn't believe what I said.

"R-really...?"

"Da~! Is something wrong~?"

"W-what do you m-mean...?" He looked away again.

"Well... You seemed to be really surprised that I said yes..."

"Oh... Ummm... It's nothing... Really... Would you... Would you like to meet after the meeting...?" I fell silent for a second or two, or for a minute, because he was getting even more nervous looking when I didn't say anything. Then my smile grew, but it was still fake.

"Of course~! I'd like that~ I'd like that a lot~!" After I said that, England looked at me again, this time with a smile, that seemed somewhat... Happy...

"Great~! Let's meet after the meeting then. See you there." He smiled at me, and left, and was soon gone behind the corner.
I went back insid my room, and I smiled. Widely, and truly. Maybe he wasn't mad at me about something, or wasn't scared so much that I thought. Then I looked at the clock. There was still plenty of time to meeting to start, but I couldn't wait. I wish the meeting would be over already, and I would be with England... He seemed happy when I said yes... Maybe... Maybe we would be able to become friends...?

England:

When I was far enough, and I could hear Russia close his room door, I smiled really widely, and really happily, and controlled myself from shouting out in joy that he had said yes. He said yes! No. I should control myself. I can't act like a teenager madly in love... Even though i felt like it. I couldn't wait for the meeting, and the end of it. I just wanted to see Russia already.
Then I thought about how Russia acts like, and how his smile... Seems so empty and cold. I wanted to make him smile. Smile his true, happy smile. I wanted to make him happy. And make him love me!Then I realised what I thought, and I blushed. I looked at the floor as I walked, blushing, but still smiling like an idiot. I couldn't help it. I just felt so happy about such a small step, and that I finally had the courage to ask Russia out! Well... Not really... But I would be spending time with the tall man. That tall, really handsome, sweet, cute... Loveable man. Ivan. Ivan Braginsky.

Russia:

I was smiling a bit wider than usual, and that made many get creeped out in the meeting, but I didn't care for once. I glanced at England couple of times, only to see him notice that, and he smiled to me. He actually smiled to me! Like a friend would to a friend! Maybe I was getting too happy about it, but maybe... There was a chance that England really wanted to be friends with me. That thought alone made me smile wider. If just once... This once... This wouldn't go the way I don't want it go but... We would actually become friends...
The meeting went really slooooooooooowly. It felt like it would never end, until Germany finally decided that it was over, and I smiled wider again. I stayed inside the meeting room, watching everyone else leave. Eeryone, expect England. I almost let my wall crumble. He had actually stayed, and was now walking towards me with a friendly smile. I stood up as he was close, and he looked up at me, into my eyes...

"So I was thinking... Have you been walking around the city yet...?" It was England's turn to keep the meetings, and of course they were in England, London.

"Nyet~ Not really~"

"Then... How about I would show you around...? How does that sound like..?"

"Sure~ I'd like to see the city~" England smiled maybe slightly wider when I said that.

"Good! How about we meet in front of the hotel about... In a hour..?"

"Da~ Sounds good~" Even I smiled a bit wider. We leaved the building together, and went to the hotel, then went to our own rooms.
When I went into my room, I was still smiling. Almost smiling like an idiot, but I didn't care at the moment.
I stood there for a moment, then realised that I didn't hae time to waste. I felt like I needed to take a shower, even though I had taken a shower in the moring. I took it anyway, and it was a quick shower. I dried myself, and put the towel around my waist, and then thought about what to wear. I really didn't think that it would be a good thing that I would wear my coat, because people might look at me with the look. And it might be a bit hot under the coat outside. So I decided to put something else on, but still something that would hide my very slim figure. I looked through my clothes which I had with me, and could find some clothes that were good enough.

... Well at least I hoped so...

Egland:

I could feel my heart punding in my chest when I walked to my room to get prepared. I was actually going to show Russia around! I would be with him. Alone! Just the two of us! I smiled. But how would I be able to make Russia understant my feelings towards him? Of course, the best thing would be that I would say it out loud to Russia, but just even thinking about it made me blush madly. I felt my cheeks burn just from the thought of it.
I changed my clothes. Nothing too fancy. Something more relaxed, but still something that would still tell that I'm a gentleman.

... Although sometimes I would like to wear something more... Punk...

I smiled at the memories of mine, when I was a punk. When I felt so free and careless. But even more better times were when I was a pirate. I was the man that was the most wanted. The man that you would get the most money from, if you would get my head. Those were really good times, and I enjoyed them a lot. Maybe even too much. And there still was that pirate side of me, and it twitched inside me sometimes, but I could control it pretty well. But there was something that suddenly started bothering me. I remembered a boy. A boy that I met in my pirate days. I had done something to him, and he had just been about... 10 years old? I frowned, when I thought about it, and that I couldn't remember the boy's face. Only that he had had a really blond, almost white hair, and that his eyes. His eyes... They were... What color were they...? I didn't remember, but I somehow could tell that they were something that I should remember, and that they were somehow special.

I thought about it for a while, then pushed the thoughts away, and concentrated on that I needed to get prepared, and go to in front of the hotel in time.

Russia:

I was late a bit, and it all was thanks to my sister, Belarus. She was after me again, and I was running towards the hotels doors, when I spotted England. I might drag him into this, and he might not like it, but I really couldn't think of any other way to tell him why I was late, but to grab his arm, and drag him along, and I said many sorry's on the way, until I could somehow get rid of Belarus, and hide from her, so she didn't find us.
I was panting. It was always tireing to run from Bela, and I really didn't like it. But I liked less to be caughted by her, so the only option was to run really.
I leaned against the wall in the street, trying to catch my breath, as England next to me tried the same. There was a silence between us for a while, and I was starting to get really worried what he might say, when I heard laughter.
I had had my eyes closed, so now I opened them, and blinked, as I saw England laugh.

"Wow! That was a run of my life~!" England said between his laughter, and all I could do was just to stare at him. He wasn't angry at me for dragging him along...?

"You..." He looked at me when he heard me start talking, still smiling. "You're not... angry...?"

"Why would I be?" He asked with slight confusion in his eyes.

"Well I actually dragged you along..." He smiled again.

"I didn't mind it." I blinked.

"You didn't...?"

"No. I didn't. Besides, now I can still show you around. If you would've not dragged me along, I would've not known where you are, and so, I would've not been able to show you around."

"T-true..." Then I realised how I was acting and speaking. Why did I let my walls crumble down almost completely! I put them back up again, and offered the same familiar smile as always. "Then we should start the tour, da~?" He was only silent for a very short moment, before he noded.

"True. We should. Follow me." He started walking, and I went along. He showed me all kinds of places, and I enjoyed everything.

I also let my walls fall a bit couple of times, but at the exact moment I noticed it, I put them back up. England glanced at me couple of times when I put the walls back up, and had some confusion in his eyes, but I decided to ignore it. But at the same time I was worried. Did England notice the change when my walls fell a bit? Did he notice the difference when I put them back up quickly?

England:

All that i could do, was to wonder, what was going on with Russia. One moment he seemed more carefree then usual, and then cold the other. There were couple of times, when he spoke about some things in somewhat carefree way, and then he seemed to realise something, and was cold again.

...Could it be that...?

Russia:

The day went really well, and when we were back at the hotel, I felt good. I felt actually good and not bad! I liked England's company, but I couldn't quite figure out did he like mine. We still spoke a bit in the elevator, then it was his floor.

"I hope you enjoyed the day." He said, and smiled a bit, when the doors opened. I also smiled.

"Da~! I enjoyed it very much~" He smiled a bit wider at what I said.

"Good. I also enjoyed the day." He was about to leave, but then stopped.

"Umm... Is something wrong..?" I asked. He didn't answer at first, then turned around to look at me, with a smile. But... The smile on his face was somewhat different. He pushed down a button, and the doors closed again, he still inside. "Umm... England...?" He came closer, a bit too close for my opinion. " ...England...? What are yo-" I was cut of, as he put his hand quickly behind my head, and pulled me into a kiss.

... A KISS! My eyes wide open, I froze. He pushed me against a wall, and kissed me deeply. He took with his free hand my hand, holding it, and I didn't even notice it, when he took my glove off. My eyes went close on their own, and I relaxed a bit for some reason. He smiled to the kiss, and I could feel that, and I blushed slightly, and that just made him smile wider.
He finally pulled away when the door opened on my floor, he moved me to be outside the elevator, but still held my hand. I had opened my eyes, and then noticed that he had taken my glove off. He looked at me the whole time. To my eyes with his, as he held my hand a bit higher, and kissed it softly, and winked. That made me blush more, then suddenly he was gone. He had pushed a button, and it went back down to his floor.

I stood there for a moment or two... Or three... Or maybe four. I didn't know. Then I walked quietly into my room. When I was in my room, I leaned againt the door, and I just stared in front of me. I sat slowly down, still leaning against the door, and staring forward. Then I raised my ungloved hand, and touched my lips lightly with my finger tips. I blushed madly.

I couldn't sleep almost at all that night.