Chapter four! YAAY! Thanks a lot for the reviews guys I noticed a lot of reviews and comments about the dreams, so let me put it this way so they kind of make since. If you ever played American McGee's Alice you'll understand the maze… a lot.
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Warning: RusAme, UkUs, Franada, Shota and all that fun jazz.
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Ivan walked into the room, hoping and expecting to see his love asleep, but instead he saw Arthur asleep in a chair that he must has pulled up next to Alfred's bed. Arthur's head was on the edge on the mattress and he had his book him his lap, Ivan walked in front of Arthur and waved his hand in front of his face up-and down a few times to make sure Arthur was asleep, and to his blessed luck he was. Ivan made his way to the other side of the mattress to see the face of his malyutka. Ivan chuckled quietly, Alfred was covered by the thick blankets and the pillows, Ivan could not help it but luckily it did not wake up Arthur.
Ivan began to gently move the blankets that incased Alfred and set them aside by the foot of the bed. Once Ivan could see the nation he could not help but to blush, butterflies filled his stomach. It was like it was too good to be true, but Ivan smiled and thanked the heavens for Arthur's stupidity and for his luck that Alfred was here in his house. Alfred did not look like he did at the last world meeting, he was not a tall man with hamburgers being shoved into his mouth faster then air, though Russia wished it was something else he was shoving down his throat, and he was not talking loudly enough for the world to hear.
No, Alfred was no longer a tall man but he was a rather short teen aged boy, who slept silently in Russia's house. Prefect. Ivan was slightly shocked at England as well 'Such a foolish island to use that spell' Ivan thought wickedly, yes Ivan knew of England's skills. So within weeks of meeting Alfred, when he was a young colony, Ivan gifted Arthur a book of spells and a thank you gift for being 'polite' to him. Ivan usually would not do such a thing is he had met England's colony ,who was visiting from the New World. For him was instant for him to realize he wanted this colony for his own, and he knew he would have him in the end.
Ivan began to stroke Alfred's cheek, which was soft and smooth, and he just could not stop himself but to smile, America looked just as cute as he did long time ago when he first met him. When Ivan first met Alfred it was around the winter season in Europe and Russia was visiting England for important diplomatic reasons, were trying to establish trading unions and peace among the two empires.
The year was not completely certain for the large empire of Russia and he honestly did not care, either way he was still large and strong. He was in London England visiting the personification of the British Empire, he had only met him a few times and was not completely fond of the blond haired nation., but his boss wanted to ally the two nations.
The trip was horrible and extremely long for the northern man, he got extremely bored as the days passed, but over the two week trip he was at least able to finish his paperwork and the two book that his poor older sister gave him. The snow was hard on his traveling crew that escorted him through the nations that separated him and England, it ended up killing off most often and others got lost in the rarely explored forest of Europe.
When he had finally arrived at England he was not greeted like he hoped to, he was feared like normal and quickly taken to where his soon to be ally was just happen to be having his afternoon tea. Ivan walked into the room to see the British nation sipping tea with a short young boy, one Ivan was not familiar with, who had the largest blue eyes Ivan had ever seen, he was astounded by the child's beauty. Golden-wheat hair, tan skin, a cowlick that stubbornly stuck up at his part and a smile as he talked to he blond man with green eyes, who Ivan knew as England.
England looked over at Ivan and cheerful smile then tuned to a scowl, Ivan must have interrupted something between the two, the boy turned to Ivan and gave him a heart warming smile. Ivan gave the boy his childish grin that his boss told him was a scary sight to see, and he waved his hand the boy who happily replied with a wave back. Arthur stood up and whispered something to the young boy, who frowned to the older blond and left the room. The young colony slammed the door as he left, Ivan could not help but to smile at him.
"I am sorry Russia, my colony does not need to hear anything that we speak about, it might give him ideas of stupid things that young colonies do." Arthur said, Ivan nodded and sat down in the seat where the colony had just occupied. The two began to talk about possible trading deals, but during the whole meeting Ivan could not stop thinking about the tiny colony.
"So England, where is your colony from?" Russia asked, he wasn't stupid but he wanted to get some true full information from him.
"In the new world, not a lot of land but I have a feeling I will be conquering them all soon" England laughed egoistically. Russia only smirked and nodded.
"France has a colony as well, correct? Right above yours?" Russia asked, his childish smile sat happily on his lips. England sighed and shook his head.
"No don't be silly Russia! France can barely even maintain his own country" England laughed, Russia nodded and helped himself to England's tea. England smiled as he kept insulting France to Russia, who honestly doesn't care what the two nations argue about but finds it funny England thanks Russia does care.
The two talked for awhile, Russia ignored most of what the island nation had to say, and the two happily found an easy trade that they could make for items that they needed. After the meeting England showed Russia to his guest room and left him there with a meal that was prep pared for him. Russia growled a bit and sat on the bed, he was very annoyed with the British man, but he could not show him anger to his face because his boss would complain to him till his ears fell off. Russia looked at the food and began to eat the meal in silence, mumbling how the food was moving and how it looked horrid to what his poor people ate. He felt sorry for England's colonies who had to suffer through his food.
"Stupid England…" Russia heard a quiet voice outside of his room, the giant stood up and opened the door, he saw the young colony walking past his door and down the hallway. The Russian smiled wickedly at the boy and he quickly changed it to his innocent smile.
"England's Colony… come here" the large empire said, the tiny boy turned around and looked at the large man. He motioned his hand to tell the boy to come closer, he glared at the man in suspension. What could this large empire want with him, hopefully nothing like what France tried to get him to do.
The colony slowly walked over to Russia, who just smiled trying to die down nervousness of the boy. Once the colony stood in front of Russia the large nation kneeled down to the boy's eye level. The colony was much cuter up-close, if he was not here to try to improve his relations with England he would try to concur this New World colony.
"Shouldn't you be asleep? A little boy like yourself should have been out hours ago, da?" He said to him, Russia could tell that it bugged the colony being called 'little'. Ivan found this colony to be something he had been looking for awhile, not something for his country but for him personally. Something to call his and that respond to him positively and showed him good emotions and not the horrid one he got back at home from his people, bosses, and his neighbors.
"I am not little! And heroes don't need a bed time!" the child barked at him, his face turned bright pink from embracement.
"A hero? You? A tiny little colony? I doubt you're a hero" he teased, it wa honestly to much fun to mess with this child.
"I am! And I am gonna get stronger too! Stronger than you!" he yelled, Russia giggled out of amusement. Not many other nations stood up to him, young, old, powerful or weak, yet this boy was.
"Oh really now? Well little one, I will be looking forward to that then" he said, surely no other nation would ever come close to him but that doesn't mean he can not challenge the colony.
"You wont have to wait long! Hahahahaa!" he laughed and began to walk down the hall away from Russia. Ivan only grinned, he decided he would just get the boy tomorrow night. But to his sadness when he woke up he saw England escorting the colony to the docks. He was to return back to the New World and Russia was certain he would never see him again.
And for many years to pass he did not, he thought the colony had dissolved, and felt a bit stupid for not taking advantage when he could have. But then, during World War one, he met the boy again and it was not the same as the short colony but he was still very attractive. America did become strong, this made Russia happy, but this also prevented him from taking America as his own.
But now finally he had Alfred defenseless in his home and he would not let him go. While in the midst of his happiness Arthur began to stir a bit, which brought Ivan back to reality. England was there and if he woke up the island it would only end badly, and that was the last thing he needed. Ivan began to move Alfred out of the covers and slid the tiny nation into his arms. Alfred's pajama pants and boxers were so big that they fell off Alfred and onto the floor, Russia just kicked them under the bed. Russia began to grab Alfred's belongings as fast and as quiet as he could, his spying days during the Cold War truly helped him.
After he had everything of Alfred's, except the boxers and pajama pants, and left the room, with Alfred safely in his arms he head down the hallway to his room. He was slow moving, trying not to make noises to startle others that were in his domain and he did not want to awake his malyutka just yet. He finally got to his room and place Alfred on his bed.
Ivan took a step back looked at his prize, so vulnerable and small, pray that was just waiting to get taken, Ivan began to tuck in Alfred. He stopped right before he covered his thighs, he noticed his malyutka was almost naked and was tempting him so far to do things to Alfred. He began to rub Alfred's thighs slowly trailing upward towards Alfred's crotch. He felt sinful at his actions but he felt like he could not stop himself it was so tempting to him. He was seconds from loosing control when he heard someone outside.
"Alfred? … Alfred? Where in blood hell are you ,you twit!" a British voice said in the hall way, Ivan silently cursed to himself. Arthur had awoken shortly after he had taken Alfred and now he was looking for his former colony. Ivan stopped with his devilish actions and finished tucking in Alfred. He kissed Alfred's forehead and turned to the door.
" Don't ….leave me…again" Alfred mumbled in his sleep, Ivan turned back and smiled. 'Do not worry malyutka, I am here' he thought.
Arthur awoke to nothing, he swore Alfred was asleep when he went in there, sure he fell asleep but he was not asleep for long. He wanted to find his ex-colony before he did anything stupid, or before Arthur got sad that he was not close to the blue eyed nation. He went to check of Alfred after he went to his room but could not help himself but to stay with him while he slept. But now he is awake and can not find Alfred began to freak out, going up and down the hall calling for him. His loud voice echoed throughout the hall and attracted the attention of the other guest and the Baltics.
"England are you ok? A voice said from behind the frantic blond, he turned around to see Matthew, Francis, Toris, Eduard and Raivis behind him with questionable expressions. England let out a nervous cough and began to quickly think of the next things he would say.
"I can not seem to find that bloody git anywhere, knowing him he will end up doing the stupidest things…" England said, Canada's eyes widened. He felt horrible feeling coming from Alfred earlier that day and it worries him, Alfred just told him that he was sleepy and it had nothing to do with having to spend a little more time in Russia then he would have liked to.
"Mr. America could be using the restroom? You do not need to jump Mr. England." Toris said, he knew where America was but he could not defy the larger nation that threaded him so easily. Raivis and Eduard looked at their brother, Canada felt very worried. It was not like his younger brother to vanish without telling someone where or how long he will be.
"Lithuania it is clear he is not here because I have walked up and down this hall and been calling his idiot arse, yet no response." England growled, the Baltic nation began shaking, Francis looked at his ex-lover and sighed. England was never the easiest to deal with, and Francis knew how England felt protective over America even after all these long years after the revolution.
"M-Mr. England we will look for Mr. America ok?" Lithuania stuttered.
"Oh dear has something happened to Amerika? Hopefully nothing to bad- he is stupid and in my country. Please do try to find him" Russia said as he popped out of his room. England felt the chill of fear rush through his body. Russia always did come in at horrible timing, and England already hated the man with a passion.
"Russia, when did you get here?" England asked, the Russian gave an innocent smile.
"Not to long ago, You enjoying my home. Da?" he replied, France had a slight smirk, he knew England really hated Russia. England looked at Russia as if he was devil, well in England's eyes he was, but still the look that England gave to him gave France and Canada shame for England.
"Your home is really big and nice Russia, thank you for having us and allowing us to stay." Matthew said, Ivan smiled to him and nodded.
"Possibly Amerika got some fresh air? Or perhaps he is trying to spy on my government? If so Mr. Putin will send him back here… in a body bag of course" he smiled , England growled and France placed a hand on England's shoulder.
"Honhonhonhon Your very funny Russia. Lets go down stairs and enjoy some drink, non?" France questioned. Lithuania nodded, "Y-yes!" Lithuania smiled and the group of nations went down the hall, except for England and Russia.
"England I would appreciate it if you stop snooping England" Russia said in a dark, cold, demonic voice that sent shivers so far down his back his heels felt it. England looked into Russia's cold violet eyes, he knew something was not right, and looking right into the monster's eye's his suspicions were confirmed. Russia knew something, it seemed Russia always knew more then he liked to let on, Russia knew where his America was. The two glared at each other, the only thing that made them stopped looking was Canada and France walking down the hall and walked right to America's door.
"Angelterre maybe America is playing a joke, did you honestly look everywhere for him? You do know he is childish like that" France said, England moved over to their direction and walked into America's room.
"I told you I looked for him everywhere in this bloody house and I can not seem to find that twit!" he barked. Canada began to move around things and made mental notes of things that seemed to be off in the room.
He noticed the covers had been to gently moved instead of Alfred's sloppiness that Matthew learnt from nights he would visit his younger brother. "His bag is gone" Canada said, this made England want to scream and Russia smirk, but somehow they kept the same. "That is odd, why would that be gone? I would never think Amerique would just leave before a world conference, non?" France asked his ex-colony.
He noticed a familiar pattern of fabric sticking from under the bed, it was red striped, and he walked over to it. He grabbed it and pulled out two pieces of clothing, which were a pair of pants and pair of boxers that had the American flag pattern all over it. The three other nations looked over at the usually invisible nations, waiting for what he would say.
"Alfred is gone… and running around in only his pajama shirt… no pants or … underpants" Canada said, silence took the room by a creeping strong hold. France began laughing and Russia's smile softened , as for England he only blushed a deep red. Now it was really awkward in the room, but Russia slipped out and went to his room, England felt his perverseness begin to play in his mind.
England could not help but to imagine Alfred going on with his daily life in only his button down pajama shirt, showing off Florida and those legs that England loved so much. England could imagine the dirtiest of things about the boy, things France would even shutter to.
Russia was once again in his room with the boy he lusted for, that would be a warming reason alone for Russia . He walked over to his closet and began looking for something. That he had been saving since he found it in a run down store.
"Excuse me mister…" a light voice said, Ivan quickly turned to see the young version of Alfred standing behind him, Russia smiled and turned completely to face the boy.
"Good evening malyutka, I am glad you woke up" he said innocently, he began to unbutton his large coat that he was so famous of wearing. The boy stayed still as the man in front of him threw his coat on a chair that was next to the closet.
"Alfred do you know who I am?" Ivan asked.
"Sure I do! You're the giant who saved me!" the boy innocently answered, Russia smiled to the boy. "What a good boy, that correct. But do you know my name?" he asked, the boy gave a little frustrated huff.
"Sunflower?" Alfred guessed, this made Russia giggle slightly.
"I am not a Sunflower, you are my malyutka I am Ivan, the one person in this world that will never hurt you" he corrected the boy, he placed his hand on Alfred's head. Ivan loved the feeling of Alfred's hair, it was so smooth and soft, he let one of his fingers lead to Nantucket, slowing running it up and down, which made a light blush come to Alfred's face. Ivan knew that no matter what age the nations is he still will react the same, in a flustered submissive state.
"Does that feel good Alfred?" he asked, his voice had lust dripping from behind it, Alfred nodded a bit. Ivan smiled and took hold of Alfred's body, pulling him close to him in a hug. Ivan felt the warm in person for once and it felt amazing to have his body against Alfred's.
"Where am I now? It is defiantly not your sunflower field or that terrible maze" Alfred asked, his voice slowly died as he finished that sentence. "We are in my home…. A place where you are safe." Ivan said, he kissed Alfred's head.
"Mister Ivan why am I here?" Alfred asked, he was curious and his memory was sketchy, it seemed he only could remember those two dreams and everything else seemed to be the real dreams- or nightmares. Ivan did not know everything the spell would effect but he would lead Alfred on using the two dreams.
"You are here to keep me happy and love me, and I am here for the same reasons for you my sunflower" Ivan said, he felt his face warming up. Alfred smiled and hugged the giant Russia back.
"That seems far. Remember your promise though!" Alfred said, Ivan nodded. Ivan pulled away from Alfred but then pulled his head closer to Alfred's, the ocean deep blue eyes met the bright violet of the large Russian. "Mister Ivan can I please have some pants? My legs are cold" Alfred said, Ivan smirked at Alfred's innocents. England had kept Alfred so shut away from the rest of world when he was young that his innocent mind stayed and even when he was older he was a bit blind to the situations and that annoyed other nations, but when he was younger it only added to the reasons people wanted him.
Ivan kissed Alfred on the forehead and stood up he turned to his closet and pulled out a box, the one of the boxes he was originally looking for. Ivan pulled out clothes that was exactly Alfred's size, it was brown pants, a white button down shirt, a large brow coat that ended at his knees, and brown boots made for the cold weather climate. Ivan had to admit that Toris' taste was impressive, it probably had to do with Poland spending a lot of time with him.
"Alfred before you get dressed you need a bath." Ivan said, Alfred nodded. Ivan escorted Alfred to the bathroom and started the water for him. Ivan notice Alfred was nervous to take off the big shirt and revile his naked form to him. Ivan began to strip his clothes until he was completely naked, Alfred blushed as he saw the muscular, strong, sexy body of Ivan. Ivan got in the water and motioned Alfred to come closer to the tub, which he did, and began unbuttoning the pajama top. Alfred did not protest, that did not mean he felt comfortable but he enjoyed Ivan's touch, he let him and when he was naked Ivan pulled Alfred into the tub.
Alfred could not help but to look over every inch of Ivan, he was strong looking, but what oddly took Alfred's eyes was something he personally would never think to look at. He could help but to look at Ivan's crotch area, Ivan saw Alfred looking at his hard member and pulled the boy into his lap. Alfred blushed as his bare back met the bare strong chest of Ivan.
"Mister Ivan-" he was cut off by Ivan's large finger. "Alfred please call me Ivan, we are not strangers my malyutka" he cooed to the tiny nation, who blushed and nodded.
"Ivan …" he mumbled, Ivan's finger was still against his lips and the Russian felt his lips moving against him. A blush was strong on his cheeks, he moved his finger down , letting the tip of his finger slowly brush against Alfred's soft pink lips. He dragged his finger down Alfred's chin, his neck and down Alfred's chest.
"You are so beautiful Alfred…" he said as he grabbed a cloth and the soap bar. Alfred relaxed against Ivan and gave out a light purring sound, Ivan began washing Alfred's body. He started with his back, then his chest but then he needed him to stand. "Alfred please stand up so I can wash you off" he said calmly, the shaky nation did, he wanted to please the man who said he would be with and that would protect him. Ivan began to wash the boy, while cleaning the boy's crotch he heard a moan escape Alfred's lips, this man the large man smirk happily. 'I could take him now….no…no… he needs to completely trust me…' Ivan thought to himself.
After the bath Ivan put Alfred in pajamas, dressed himself, and tucked him in the bed again.
"Alfred, my malyutka, take a small nap and when you wake up you can eat. Ok?" he said, Alfred nodded and snuggled into the bed. Ivan kissed Alfred's forehead again, but Alfred moved and their lips met in a soft clash. It was a soft sweet kiss, but Ivan loved it. He pulled away and headed to the door, turning off the lights and slightly opening the door.
"Sleep well sunflower" he said as left the boy to nap.
Chapter four! Ok guys I am sorry I have been out for along time, I had Major surgery and been out of it cause of meds, I had to have my upper and lower jaw fixed, I HAD TMJ (It feels good to say that) I am still swollen but here you guys go!. I hope yall like this chapter.
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