A/N Poor Japan :(

Warnings: 13 year old girl attempting to write a homosexual highschool romance staring the personifications of two countries she doesn't know much about, cursing and Belarus/Natalya

Disclaimer: If it was mine it would probably suck since I know nothing about history...

Toris stood with his back to the front door, waiting for the sound of the Braginsky's car to fade away completely before he ran through the kitchen, down the hall and into his room. Once he reached the sweet solace he collapsed onto his bed, breathing. After taking few deep breaths he tried to organize his cluttered thoughts. What on earth had just happened? He felt like he had just been through the most awkward experience ever. Maybe the brunette was overreacting a little bit but it just suddenly hit him that Ivan had been flirting with him. Ivan Braginsky had been flirting with him. And to make matters even worse, Toris didn't really mind. It seemed like the most humanly impossible thing for Ivan to flirt with someone that didn't mind.

Ivan wasn't ugly or anything and what bothered him wasn't the fact that Ivan was a guy either. The Lithuanian was openly bi-sexual and didn't mind admitting that Ivan was actually kind of handsome. The thing that bothered him that it was the fact that it was Ivan fucking Braginsky. Ivan was well, Ivan. And there was no way Ivan would feel that way about…anyone.

Shaking his head the green eyed teen looked up at the ceiling and decided he needed to relax, take it easy. Eduard and Raivis wouldn't be coming home that evening so that gave him some time to just, not think. He could forget all about Ivan and Alfred and school and basically anything that caused his stomach to start hurting. With an arm draped over his eyes, Toris evened out his breathing and melted into his bed. Sighing contently he started to drift off into a light sleep, where dreams were short and fleeting. When he woke up he felt refreshed, all events that happened less than hour ago were pushed to the back of his mind so he didn't have to think about them.

Looking up at the clock over his door, Toris saw that it was getting late. He got up, stretched a bit then headed to the kitchen so he could heat up some leftovers. Meat and potato salad. For the rest of the evening the Lithuanian did homework, studied and just lazed around until about 9 when he started to get tired. Toris yawned loudly as he got up from his chair and walked to the bathroom. Slowly he rolled off his shirt and pulled down his pants till he was standing in just his boxers. He cracked his back a few times then, the large mirror hanging on the wall opposite to him caught his eye. Since his back was facing it he had a clear view of the long thin scars going down his back, he winced when he saw them. With a tender hand he touched a particularly harsh burn scar on his shoulder and sighed. The memory of how he got the scars was threatening to surface. He hurried to turn the knob so he could get in the showers and have the steamy water wash away all his troubles. He tested the water to make sure it wasn't too hot then tentatively stepped in. The shower head sprayed water down hard and practically massaged his muscles. He made a soft noise and rolled his shoulders. A nice long shower would help him feel better.

After just standing under the pouring water for a few minutes Toris grabbed his washcloth and soap and began cleaning himself. He breathed deeply as he wiped off all the grime from the day. I really should get rid of that mirror, he thought to himself. Whenever he saw it he remembered things he didn't want to remember. Things like…

Shutting his eyes tightly, he grabbed for the shampoo and started to lather up his hair with the sweet smelling soap. He scrubbed at his scalp vigorously trying to wash away the bad thoughts. He's gone now, he's gone now he kept repeating in his mind, like a mantra until the water got too cold and he had to get out. He rinsed his hair quickly then stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He felt mentally exhausted and wanted a good nights rest to clear his mind again.

When he woke back up it was six, time to get ready for school. Feeling surprisingly awake Toris got dressed, ate a small breakfast then put together a little lunch for a certain Russian. To be honest it wasn't to much of a bother making an extra lunch for Ivan. Plus he got a little extra money he could put towards…whatever. Taking his time, Toris gently put the two lunches in his bag aranging them so they didn't get smushed. After everything was in order he put his backpack on and headed out for his bus stop. Even though it was just Toris, everyone at his bus kind of backed off. Even the seniors. Toris smiled nervously at them but they weren't taking any chances.

Once he got on the bus it was still pretty bad. Everyone made room for him, they were still wary of the seemingly innocent teen. It's always the quiet ones, even if Toris wasn't really that quiet. Toris smiled at them anyways then looked out the window. It was kind of awkward but he didn't really mind, at least he wasn't being bullied. A stop or two later he felt the weight next to him shift, turning slightly he saw one of the girls from yesterday who had been giggling like mad. She had long curly brown hair with a flower in it and large sparkling green eyes. She was looking at him eagerly, as though she were a five year old in front candy store.

"Hey, hey is your boyfriend going to come on the bus again?" she asked excitedly.

"What are you talking about? I don't have a boyfriend." He said confused. The girl laughed

"Then who was that guy who sat with you on the bus yesterday." she purred. "I find it hard to believe that you aren't someone very special to him." Toris was silent for a moment then blushed when he realized who she was talking about.

"W-w-wait a minute, you don't mean the big Russian guy with the blonde hair do you?" The brunette asked wanting to make sure they were on the same page. When she nodded he shook his head, terrified. "He is in no way shape or form my boyfriend! We're just working on a project together. At best we are barely friends. Honestly, if we were in a relationship I wouldn't mind telling you but me and Ivan? Not at all." At that the light in her eyes dimmed a little bit. The way he said it wasn't too spastic so he was probably telling the truth…

"What?" She whined. "No way! You're kidding me, but he had his hand on your waste and everything. You guys were so cute." Toris shook his head again.

"Sorry but that wasn't what happened. You were kind of far away so I'm sure it just looked like he had his hand on my waist." Frowning the girl sulked away and went to tell her friends what she had just heard. All of them seemed very upset by the news, it was kind of creepy. A buzz from his pocket took his attention away from the strange girls, he pulled it out and saw that he got a text message from Ivan. Hello Toris, what's for lunch?

Smiling slightly, Toris responded Just Kastinys with black bread, nothing special.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Ivan sent a couple minutes later. Toris rolled his eyes at the others childishness, though it was kind of…cute and endearing. After thinking that Toris had the strong urge to bang his head on the seat in front of him.

When he got to biology that morning Ivan was already there, Alfred was not. So, naturally he was forced to sit with Ivan again, not that it really bothered him much. Alfred on the other hand, who had thought his brother talked him out of ever talking to Ivan again, was angry to say the least. Sulking, he went over to his seat next to Matthew. "What the hell man?" he said glaring pitifully. His brother shrunk in his seat and smiled innocently at him.

"H-hey Alfred…" The American sighed and sat down in his chair.

"I thought you were going to convince Toris to stop hanging out with Ivan."

"You see," He started, looking away. "I was going to talk but then he came to class kind of late and I couldn't move to sit with him so-"

"Wait," Alfred said cutting him of. "Toris late to class? That's kind of weird, why was he late? I mean he came from the same class as you right?" Matthew nodded. "Hm that's suspicious…" Alfred mumbled looking thoughtful. "We'd better investigate don't you think? I mean, I am a hero after all. It's my duty to help Toris if something wrong is happening." Matthew sighed and shook his head.

"If only you tried this hard in school…"

"What'd you say Mattie?"

"Nothing, nothing." He muttered getting ready to learn as the teacher came in. While class droned on Alfred was surprisingly quiet. He didn't say another thing about Ivan and Toris making the Canadian think that he had finally given up. But when they started getting ready to go to their next classes Alfred spoke again.

"Ok, so I've decided that the best thing for us to do would be follow Toris and see where he is going first, then we can try and help but we shouldn't confront him before we know what to confront him about." He decided smiling. Matthew gave him a look then started to walk away.

"I don't really need to come along then, you just tell me what happens." He said over his shoulder. Alfred growled and crossed his arms in a very childish way.

"Fine then, I can do this better on my own anyway." He huffed then went to stalk the brunette. He was surprise when he saw that he was walking with Ivan in the exact opposite direction of the way Matthew was going. People had different ways to get to the same place but Alfred was sure that Toris was not going straight to classes like he usually did. This peaked the Americans interest even more. Thankfully there were a lot of people in the hallway so he didn't need to focus on being stealthy. He just followed them. After a couple minutes of walking they stopped outside of what Alfred assumed to be Toris's locker. The Lithuanian fumbled with his lock for a moment before opening the door and pulling out a brown paper bag.

"Here you go Ivan," He said sighing as he looked at his watch "Geez, I'm going to be late for class again. How about on Monday I put the lunch in your locker so I don't have to walk halfway across the school to get it." Ivan laughed.

"But this way is more fun, da? I get to be with Toris more." Toris rolled his eyes.

"If you say so…" He said, then the two started walking again.

Alfred gasped dramatically at the exchange. "Oh no! Poor Toris is being forced to give Ivan his lunch. I've go to do something." The self-proclaimed hero decided as he walked to his next class. When lunch time came Alfred dragged Matthew by the arm and sat him down on one side of Toris while he sat on the other. "Toris, we know what's going on and we just want you to know it's ok, you don't have to be embarrassed about it. But you should have told someone!" Then he put a hand on his shoulder. "We're going to help you, ok? There's nothing to be ashamed of." Toris tilted his head in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Frowning Alfred continued.

"Ivan. I saw what he did and it is not ok. You can't keep quiet about those types of things Toris, no matter who it is."

"Alfred, you make it sound like he's being molested." Matthew added quietly. "Just get to the point." Alfred glared at him.

"I was trying to be dramatic." he muttered. "Anyway, I saw Ivan forcing you to give him your lunch. You can't sacrifice your lunch so that your brother gets his. He shouldn't be stealing anyone's lunch!" Toris smiled at his concern.

"Alfred, you've got the wrong idea. He isn't stealing it, he's paying me for it. It is completely voluntary. I don't mind."

"What! That's crazy what are you thinking that's the same as letting him walk all over you, he should buy his own lunch." he said with his eyes narrowed. Toris shook his head.

"He said he doesn't like the cafeteria food and his sister insists on making him lunch but she can't cook or something like that."

"Toris why are you defending him, you would think he was like your friend and not a creepy psychopath." Alfred said as though it was the most ridiculous thing in the world. Toris had to admit he never actually thought he would be able to get along with the Russian either but he actually wasn't that bad. Frightening at times but overall a good person. Toris started to ignore Alfred in favor of eating his lunch. Then he noticed someone else trying to get his attention. He looked kind of like Alfred only with longer hair and more purple eyes.

"I'm sorry my brother is being such a nuisance." He said. Toris chuckled.

"It's ok, he means well." Toris responded smiling. "I don't really mind, his train of thought is understandable. Ivan is kind of…" he trailed off trying to think of a good way to describe the Russian.

"I know," Matthew laughed. "We play hockey together. He can be freaking terrifying when he wants to be, and he always smiles which makes him that much creepier." Toris nodded.

"Yeah, sometimes I wish I could just go inside his head and see what he's thinking. He seems like such a complex person."

Matthew and Toris talked about the Russian all through lunch, sharing theories on why he was the way he was. Some time during their conversation Alfred had left and gone with some other friends. Toris didn't mind though, his brother was much easier to have a conversation with, he didn't ramble on and on about nothing. Not that Toris didn't like Alfred, he got along with the other quite well. But it was nice to actually contribute to a conversation once in a while.

While talking to the Canadian, Toris learned a lot about Ivan. Like, he was on the hockey team, he loved sunflowers, the only thing he was afraid of was his sister, he lived in Russia till he was 9 and the only relationship he had ever been in was with a guy. After seeing Toris's shocked face at the last fact Matthew shut up. "Oops maybe I shouldn't have said that last part. I kind of thought you knew…" he said regrettably.

Toris waved his hand in dismissal. "No, no it's ok! I don't mind if he's gay. I'm more surprised by the fact that he has been in a relationship before. Ooh wait that sounds mean." He said cringing. "It's just, he's so… you know." Matthew nodded understandingly. Anyone who didn't know probably wouldn't get much help from the pair.

"I know what you mean. He doesn't get close to many people. He comes off as pretty cold." Then he thought for a moment. "Or maybe it's more people don't get close to him. They're afraid he'll rip their lungs out." Matthew said with a chuckle. "But still I kind of admire his um…toughness." Toris agreed and was about to add something when the bell buzzed.

"Ah, well I've got World History now. See you later uh…"

"Matthew." Matthew offered Toris nodded and waved then went off to his next class. When he got there, he automatically headed to his seat next to Ivan. Ivan smiled pleasantly as the other sat down.

"Hello Toris." He greeted happily. Toris smiled back and started taking out his things while Ivan talked. "I was thinking, we have already spent many hours researching and until we are given some sort direction we probably won't be able to advance, so why don't you come over to my house and just hang out?" Toris bit his lip and thought about it for a moment.

"I don't know…" He said uncertainly.

"I'm pretty sure Natalya will be home." The larger male threw in nonchalantly. It was kind of a low blow using the brunette's crush as bait but he had done worse.

"I guess I can come over." He said smiling at the mention of the girl.

"It's a Friday so why don't you just stay over night, that would be fun, da?" Again Toris was hesitant but agreed anyway. He had a feeling that even if he did say no, Ivan would somehow manipulate him into coming anyway so why not just give in? Besides, he might get to see Natalya in her pajamas! She would probably look super cute in bunny slippers and a loose tank top, no bow in her hair. Her long silky hair... Once class started Toris snapped out of his fantasies and started paying attention. Sort of.

Class went by a little faster than it's normal slow pace, or at least to Toris and Ivan it seemed to. They were in their own little world most of class. Talking about various topics. Flowers, countries, people, the teacher. It even got to the point where the teacher got angry even though she was the type of teacher who never yelled. "Can you two please be quiet for a moment? You can go make out after my class but right now I'm trying to teach." Toris turned red and surprisingly so did Ivan. Both sputtered something about being quiet and the rest of class was somewhat awkward. But after they left class they continued talking until they came to the fork in the hallway.

"Toris you are insane!" Alfred suddenly yelled from beside him after Ivan was gone from sight. "Didn't Mattie tell you all about how this is a horrible decision."

"Maddie?" Toris furrowed his brow. "Um… oh you mean Matthew! No we didn't say anything bad about him, in fact my respect for him has risen since talking with someone who actually knows him. I don't get why you're so bothered by us being friends." One long, explicit explanation later Toris was pale as a ghost and Alfred was looking very pleased with himself.

"And that is why you can't hang out with Ivan." He concluded as he sat down in his seat.

"Alfred," Toris started slowly. "If Ivan was seriously considering doing half of those things to me I think he would be in a mental institute."

"He does take pills…" Alfred said matter of factly. "Besides you don't know what he's thinking, no one ever does." Toris just shook his head and ignored whatever Alfred said about Ivan. Where Alfred came up with his ridiculous ideas, the world may never know. A couple of times Toris tried to defend Ivan but it always backfired and they ended up leaving class on a bad note. The blond probably just needed some time to cool off before he was ready to listen to reason. With a sigh, Toris opened the door to the library and settled down in a soft chair with a good book. Sometimes he felt like study hall was a waste but it was nice to be able to just relax for a period. On Monday he would have to go back to taking Spanish Toris remebered with a groan. Though he was actually doing fairly well in that class, so he was somewhat trilingual. Lithuanian, English and Spanish.

Thinking about languages made him remember what Ivan had said. What was it? May lyub or something. Toris drummed his fingers against the arm of his chair thinking, maybe he could ask Ivan later. He hoped it wasn't anything embarrassing or awkward. Knowing the Russan, it probably was.

Soon his thoughts started to drift to his brothers. What would they think of him staying over at Ivan's house? They might be kind of upset but Toris was the oldest, not them. Techinically he didn't have to listen to them. Still he didn't want to lose his brother's respect since really they didn't have to listen to him either. Sighing Toris closed his book and came face to face with Natalya. He almost let out a very unmanly squeek. Almost.

"You are coming over to my house again?" She hissed.

"Uh y-yeah."

"Why!"

"Well, Ivan asked me too. And um, I guess we're friends now and that's what friends do?" he answered hesitantly. Natalya growled and looked at him strangely. "Is something wrong…?" Natalya was quiet for a moment then she shook her head.

"No, nothing is wrong, just do not hurt him or I will kill you." She said walking away. Well that was… confusing, Toris thought as he watched her go. I wonder what she meant by that. The Lithuanian rubbed his temple and tried not to worry about it, people always told him he worried to much. Still he couldn't shake the feeling that what she said had some sort of meaning he didn't realize.

The bell rang and kids rushed out of their classrooms ready to get home. Toris on the other hand got up slowly and walked down to his locker, not really wanting to get on the bus. He hoped his brothers wouldn't be treated any differently because of him. Raivis usually sat with him and Eduard would sit near him so... what would think of the middle of the bus being virtually empty?

Eduard, being Eduard, was the first to comment. "Toris, why is everyone treating you like you have AIDS?" Toris laughed nervously.

"Um, well you see yesterday Ivan came over to our house and-"

"Who?"

"My Social Studies partner. What happened was…well actually not much happened but he's kind of intimidating. And now I think some people might have um.." Toris felt his face heat up as he debated weather or not to tell his brother what the girl had told him. "I think some people got the impression that we were d-dating." Eduard's eyes widened.

"What?"

"Calm down! It might have just been those girls over there," He said nodding in the direction of the girls. "I don't know if everyone thought that. Plus I think they just kind of wanted to us to be in a relationship." Eduard still glared.

"Toris, you do realize that he could be spreading rumors about you." Eduard said harshly.

"E-eduard, calm down. It's nothing like that. Really." Toris said smiling. "Oh and by the way, I'mgoingtobestayingoveratIvan'shouseforthenight." Toris mumbled quickly but Eduard understand him anyway, Toris could tell by the way his glare intensified. The three were silent until Eduard sighed and shook his head.

"You are the older brother so I shouldn't lecture you, you can do what you want. Just don't get yourself hurt." I can't make any promises Toris thought, but just smiled and nodded at his brother. The rest of the bus ride was awkwardly silent.

Once they got home Toris started packing things into an old backpack. He was actually kind of scared to be going over to Ivan's house. The first time had been kind of sudden and he hadn't really known the blond, but now Toris felt like he would be walking into a deathtrap. Of course he already knew what the Russian's house looked like, and it looked pretty normal, but he couldn't help but be scared. Plus, this time he would be staying over his house. Last time he only stayed for a few hours but this time he would be sleeping…with Ivan.

Gulping Toris pulled his cell phone from his pocket. As he was about to call, the phone started ringing. It was Ivan. "Toris~" he said in a sing song voice. "What time do you want Mama to pick you up?"

"Um…now I guess."

"Great!" Ivan replied then the line went dead. Toris threw the backpack over his shoulder and walked out of his room. Both his brothers were sitting at the kitchen table whispering about him. Saying things like He's going through that rebellious phase or he's going to get i just know it. Even though they knew he was there they kept going, just getting somewhat quieter. It was like some bad high school sit com…actually no it wasn't, not even close but still it was weird.

A honk from outside made the house go still. "Well, I'd better go," he said weakly. His brothers simply nodded at him as he walked out the door somewhat dreading what was coming next.

A/N Just something I want to share: So we're taking the this state standardized test (called the PSSA's for me idk how other states do it) and it's really long and important (for the school) so they give us snacks and little water bottles and the brand of water bottles is Kirkland signature w I fangasmed when I saw that. Anyway~ Review please, they make me so happy, constructive criticism is appreciated.