(One week later)
"Dear Diary:
It has been a week since I started following Yao around to see what he does. Lucky for me, he is a organizational kind of guy; one who is a stickler for following the same orders. First, I finally figured he lives just down the hall from me. Apparently Russia is considered a Eurasian country and the rooms are not that far distanced from each other. At seven A.M he wakes up to go get breakfast, it takes him exactly thirty minutes to eat. He than goes back and gets ready for another twenty five minutes. At eight is his first class in room 6B; English. Next after that is Math and then a free mod; which he either helps tutor some kids or reads a book, usually one about panda's. After that he has lunch which I am able to sit down next to him and actually talk to him. Well, as far as my talking would take me. Yao really likes white rice and dumplings, because that is what I see him eat the most; with a cup of green tea. I take his teabags that he throws away and keep them in a box for safety. As a little gift for myself. He is always hanging out with his friends, unfortunately. What makes me most mad of all, is that Alfred kid, that stupid American I told you about is always around my Yao as well. I heard a rumor that he likes Yao.
I...I will kill him if he tries anything on my precious, beautiful, prefect Yao.
After lunch we have the last two classes together, and yesterday, he asked me to borrow a pencil; I was happy to oblige. When I passed it along, our fingers touched and I felt a spark, I knew he felt it too because when he looked at me his face was contorted into something strange. Or maybe it was because I was smiling at him so brightly. I couldn't stop. I have learned many things about Yao, and have taken many pictures of him without him seeing me of course. The pictures are placed all around my room to make it feel more cozy."
Ivan looked up from his diary and smiled at the room filled with pictures of the Asian. Pictures of him Playing soccer, eating breakfast, lunch and sometimes dinner. Him with his friends, him with his hair down once, him wearing a cute tank top, Yao, Yao, Yao, everywhere there was a picture of his precious gem; of his Yao.
"Yao is funny, he likes to yell a lot and is very prudish when it comes to public things. Francis keeps hitting on my Yao, only to have him whack the perverted french men upside the head; along with Francis's boyfriend. I think he deserves what he gets. Oh, did you hear? He broke his leg on 'accident' by falling down the school stairs. Hehee~ It was so funny, da? I have, to my joy, been having dreams about Yao. Nice dreams were we are running through a field of sunflowers; he is laughing and so am I. We are hand and hand and we roll in the tall towering plants, him placing one small kiss on my lips.
I can almost taste the kiss, the dream is so vivid. I have figured out what my feelings were, it's a feeling I never knew I could come to know and here I stand, falling in deep deep love with this man. Yes, love, what a funny word before I had felt it. I always spat at the word; at the sight of others happy and having someone to talk with and love each other. But now I know dear dairy, now I know how good it feels, to only want to protect and love one person.
He has a soccer game today, I will be sure to go watch him play, though, maybe not to close. I should be able to get good pictures of him a bit further away.
Until next time my friend,
Ivan Braginski."
~0-шахта-0~
"Hey man, is there something wrong, Yao? You have been really spacey lately." Alfred questioned as they sat together in a class room. Yao was tutoring the freshmen on Math since he was not that good at it. He looked to the American with a sort of, off look in his amber eyes.
"Mm, I'm not sure aru, something has just seemed weird lately,"
"Weird?"
"Yeah, maybe it's just me, but it feels like someone has been watching me aru, I can't even go to the bathroom at night without turning on all the lights, just to make sure no-one is going to pop out at me. Then Xiang yells at me for turning them on aru." Yao sighed running his hand though his bangs.
"Hey, listen Yao," Alfred said and moved closer; placing his arm around the Asian's shoulder, it drooping at the end. "seriously, if you ever need my help, or just want to talk, I am here! The hero always tries to risk his life for the sake of others." he smiled bright as Yao looked at him with a sort of half grin.
"Heh, thanks Alfred aru, but," he peeled the man's arm off him and stood up straight. "I think I can handle myself, remember what happen last month with Gilbert?" Yao said with a small smile.
"Hahaaa, Yeah, you kung fu'd the hell-o Kitty out of that kid! He wound up in the hospital for two days. Your old man skills is mighty scary Yao. But still, be careful... especially with that Ivan kid!"
"Jeez Alfred not that again aru," the oriental huffed and crossed his arms. "I hardly see him except at lunch, and I sometimes talk to him in class. Other then that, I hardly even know the kid."
"Just listen to me, ok?" Alfred got up and grabbed Yao's slim shoulder. "There is sometime seriously not right with him! I can feel it; my hero senses are tingling!"
"You watch to much T.V. aru!" Yao laughed softly.
"I am serious! And it's not just T.V, it is in the comics too, I see this all the time!"
"Hao, hao, if it will make you feel better aru I will be careful. I don't see what the big deal is anyway," Yao began to walk off, still continuing to talk. "He just seems like a big child to me, and you have to handle children with patience. He is new and needs friends, we should be there for him."
"No Yao, he is more than that, why can't you see it."
As Yao walked away and turned a corner he accidentally bumped into someone; he stumbled backwards a bit, completely caught off guard. "Aiya, I need to be more careful," looking up, his golden eyes widened a bit when he saw Ivan, more or less Ivan's face. It was, how to put it, in appall. Dark and disturbed; the look of anger, sheer hate and Yao had no idea why the boy had such a look plastered on his face. Yao cleared his throat a bit, coughing into his hand that tightened into a fist. "I-Ivan, is everything ok, aru?"
"Da." he said in a upset tone. "So, Yao, what were you doing with Alfred in that room?" the way he said it made chills run down the smaller man's spine; especially since he said it with that smile. And even though he was short, he usually stood taller then all the rest, but for some odd reason, the way the Russian stared at him; looking at him with those piercing sharp purple eyes; it felt like even if Yao were to tell the truth, Ivan would not believe it for a second.
"Hiya, me and Alfred were just studying, that's all." Yao crossed his arms and gave Ivan a serious look. This boy just loved too jump to conclusions. But he had to stand tall and not be intimidated by the scary guy.
"Oh?" Ivan said, cocking his head to the side. "That is; good to hear da~" he smiled a huge fake smile, inside he was burning with rage. "So," he stated trying to change the subject, "you have a soccer game today, yes?"
"Yeah, it's the finals, if we win this, we win the whole season! We haven't won against this team in ten years, I know we can do it now! You coming to watch aru? I think it would be good for you to get out and experience some new things at this school, maybe you can even make new friends."
Ivan blinked, he did not even hear the rest of Yao's words after he asked if he was coming to watch him play. In fact, what Ivan actually heard was "Hey Ivan, please come to the soccer game, for me? It would mean a lot aru," he stuttered to say the next few words. "D-Do you really; want me to come?"
"Well, I guess aru, you are our friend." Yao said with a soft smile; maybe he was finally getting to the Slavic.
"Ahh~ Ok! I will be there! Thank you so much Yao-Yao, you don't know how amazing it was to hear you call me your friend!"
"Aiya, Yao-Yao? What kind of nickname is that aru!" the Asian spat a little flushed at the nickname.
"Heehee~" Ivan giggled and blushed slightly. "I think it is a cute nickname, it fits you da?"
"Hmmph!" Yao huffed and placed his one hand on his hip and the other pointing at the Russian's chest. "Listen mister, men are handsome, not cute! And I am no exception aru!"
Ivan shifted his eyes and shuffled his feet. "Da, I have to go." and again faster then Yao could register, he was gone.
"What is wrong with that kid aru!" Yao stomped his one foot on the ground; feeling outraged he did not get to finish his rant about nicknames and men being good looking and manly, and not cute.
~0-шахта-0~
"Waa! Dear diary:
Yao, my Yao-Yao himself invited me just a few minutes ago too go to his soccer game in about a hour! Ahhh, my heart is beating so fast, this means I don't have to sneak pictures of him, isn't it great? He also called me his friend; friends, best friends, yes. More then friends, I think Yao really likes me, maybe he...
...maybe he loves me too."
Bwhahaaa, Cliffy's~~ xDD
Ok, so here is some things I forgot to mention before:
шахта - Means 'Mine' in Russian
Hao - Means 'Okay' in Chinese
Yes, so as you can see, Ivan is becoming a little more insane with each passing moment~ That is a good thing, da? Kolkolkol~ I just hope people are more careful around 'Ivan's,' Yao. You may never know how far his 'love' for the Asian will go. Maybe it will go to far...
To be continued~