(A/N: I thought I'd skip the A/N today but hell they're fun to write and read. Anyway, I'm gonna name this fic favorite in the next chapter, since I seem to always have that one reader who's the best, and I think I know who I'm gonna name but I can't remember their name so I'll wait till I get on here to find out. And then they'll get the prize I give out to all my best readers! *Lots-Of-Cookies-In-A-Huge-Trophy* Everyone who reads my fics should know this by now. Anyway, TO THE STORY MY CHILLED PEEPS!)

"Come on! This way!"

America acted as though he didn't know how to walk for most of the time running up to the top of the sunflower covered hill. He tripped a lot, but then again, running up a hill isn't always the smartest thing to do. But all the same it made him laugh. Russia walked quietly while trying to suppress his laughter until he noticed that America was nowhere to be found.

"Amerika?!" He called, looking around frantically. He felt something down inside of him that seemed… not normal. He actually felt… worried. He started sprinting up the hill until he tripped over something on the ground. He turned and there was America, covered in sunflowers, quiet giggles turning into full-out laughter.

"Fooled ya!" He laughed. "You thought I was missing!"

Russia turned bright red, eyebrows furrowed angrily, and he interrupted America's laughter abruptly by grabbing his shirt and yanking him up to his face.

"Don't ever do that again." He growled, causing America to swallow harshly. "It wasn't funny, I was worried." Then he pulled him up to his mouth and kissed him somewhat roughly but gently.

America was completely taken by surprise; he was pretty sure that he'd have the shit beaten out of him but instead Russia chose to interweave their lips passionately. He was soft and warm, despite the fact that it was a bit chilly outside, and for someone who'd never had many friends much less a boyfriend, he knew what he was doing very well.

Russia pulled back after a few minutes, letting go of America, who fell flat to the ground because he let the Russian hold him by the shirt the whole time and he didn't bother support himself. He moaned a bit in disappointment, now that the warmth couldn't be felt at a distance.

"Ow." He sat up only to have Russia push him back down, hanging over him and breathing down his neck.

"You know, no one can see us through all these sunflowers," He stuck one he'd pulled behind America's ear, letting the younger wrap his legs around his back.

"But… it's cold out." He whined pressing closer to the older country in an attempt to keep warm.

Russia smiled a bit, pried America's legs off of him, and undone the snaps on his coat. America instantly snuggled up to him and gave Russia a satisfied smile, rewrapping his legs around his waist, and closed his eyes as he felt Russia stand up, arms around him and started walking back down the hill.

But before they made it all the way down, America reached out and grabbed a handful of flowers for Russia.

Russia had to completely support America now that he'd fallen asleep, but instead of taking him back to his own house and leaving him, he brought him back to his home in Soviet Russia. He closed the door quietly as to not wake him up, then walked up to his room, where he laid him down and covered him up. But as he walked back downstairs, he froze at the sight waiting for him.

"We were expecting you here sooner, but better late then never I guess."

He stood extremely still. Never before had he felt such fear.

But seeing the Baltics made his skin crawl.

(A/N: Woo cliffhanger! I'M SANEEKAII! Betcha didn't expect that one :P Anyway, suspense right here! It'll be awesome in my next chapter peoples XD)