Ooookaaaay! I'm back!

Isabella: We haven't missed you…

Me: *clears throat and points gun at her head*

Isabella: *Shuts up, remembers I can kill her*

Russia: Girls please don't fight, da.

Me: Okay. *lowers gun turns to you*

So I have been busy for very long and I had no inspiration at all!

It's shorter but I will try to make a longer one next time!

Enjoy~~~

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The past days Russia had worked with Isabella of not being annoyed by everything and everyone. He had barely managed to not strangle her, but only barely. They had moved up from annoying noises to annoying talking. She was really great on imitating America and other annoying people. They had also been talking a lot. Russia had much to say and he loved to talk to her, she listened to everything he said. She could also give comfort, the first time she hugged him, after he told her about his childhood, he was shocked, but then more hugs came and he started to like them.

Isabella liked to listen to Russia. He was different and his histories were fascinating her, it was so different from what anyone else usually tells her. But they also made her sad. She wanted to hug after every story and so did she. Russia wasn't that evil and cruel she thought he was and now she feels safe with him. All she wants is to be with him, he makes her happy somehow. Wait, what?! No, no, no Isabella, its sounds like you're falling in love with the guy. Focus! He's an anime character! Every otakus dream, be with their favorite character.

Russia and Isabella sat under the clear night sky. The stars were twinkle and the moon looked down at them. They sat close, none of them knew why but they liked it. Russia had one arm around her shoulders and she cuddled up to him. They both felt the warm from each other. During this week they had learned a lot about each other, and somehow they felt connected. Like meeting each other were something of importance and that it was meant to be. Yeah, now it sounds like a love story. But under the moon it felt so right.

"Isabella?" Russia said and she looked up at him. "Do you, I mean, do you like being with me?"

Isabella thought for a moment and then took her lips to Russia's cheek. Russia looked shocked but he smiled.

"Yes, yes I do." She said after she took her lips away from Russia's cheek.

Russia blinked and smiled a little warm smile. He drew his face closer to hers an gave her a long, passionate kiss. Isabella kissed back. He hadn't noticed that she had been acting strange, she would never do that, but it felt so good.

Russia held his eyes shut, but Isabella had her eyes wide opened and she was smiling. Not a cute and kind smile but a twisted and scary. Then she raised a knife behind Russia's back while he was too busy with believing what happening, she stabbed him. Russia's eyes widen and when he tried to pull back she only held him back with her other hand and continued stabbing, over and over again. Russia's eyes were full with fear. The only person, who were nice to him and trusted, stabbed him in his back.

He cried, it was too much, everything he loves will never love him back. he is alone and no one likes him. He's so alone.

….

Russia sat up quickly in the bed, sweaty and tears streaming down his cheeks. He looked around in the little dark room. He could mostly see shadows and the contours of the furniture. He holds his forehead while he remembered he was in Isabella's guest room. She had finally explained to her parents that he was a friend that needed to stay here for a while. They had agreed after some convince, but now he doesn't have to sleep outside.

He had also come to the decision that he might be in love with Isabella. But he doesn't think she loves him back. He had been here for two weeks and Isabella is very patient with him and his 'little problems' as she calls it. He had enjoyed being with her and he had been able to stop hit everyone who annoys me. Well, once he hit an idiot who tried to flirt with Isabella, but otherwise he hasn't done anything. Maybe he can change after all, all he needed was Isabella.

He laid down again and tried to fall asleep, the dream still in his mind. Will she betray him too? Will she give up on him? He hopes not.

…

The moon saw Russia's transformation, she was pleased. Isabella had done a good job and now he had fallen for her. Maybe it's good, he might change even more and she might find what she is looking for. But it's not looking good in the Hetalia world.

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All the nations were worried. Russia was nowhere to find. They had searched all over the world, literally! If he were there they would have found him, this worried everyone more than that he would abuse them. This is not like him, they had no idea of where he can be. Is it possible that he might have left their world? No! but where would he be?

"Hey dudes," America shouted out over the conference room, everyone turned their heads towards him. "is it possible that Russia has left this world?"

Everyone looked at him like he was crazy and laughed, everyone expect England, Iceland and Romania.

"What stop laughing!" America said and turned around. England stood up and everyone stopped.

"It can be possible!" he shouted and Iceland and Romania stood up as well. Everyone's head turned to him, all listening. "It's possible that Russia found a way over, so he could take over that world. We have to find out which world he went to so we can follow and stop him, before it's too late."

"I agree with England!" the quiet Iceland shouted out. "Me, England and Romania have already begun with the search for him and we might find him soon."

Iceland shocked everyone with the loud talking and that they had already figured out where Russia is.

"The reason we haven't told you until now is that we were not sure of how he got there." Romania said. "There must have been someone that helped him. if anyone knows anything, then say it now. It's important."

No one said anything, not like they had expected anything. But when England were about to say something again, Latvia stood up and raised a hand.

"I-I might k-know so-something." All eyes turned to him, he started to shake a bit. "I-I he-heard him sc-scream the nig-night, I-I went down to-to his o-office. I saw h-how he d-disappeared in his d-desk."

Everyone laughed and Latvia got red in his face and slowly sunk back down in his chair. After that embarrassing moment, they continued to discuss what to do. They confirmed that Russia needed to be brought back so they set England, Iceland and Romania to find which world he went to.

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Isabella woke up to the annoying sun struck her eyes. It had become lighter for each day that went by. She let out a heavy groan before she pulled her blanket over her head. But when she couldn't go back to sleep, she looked at the clock and saw that it was already ten. She went up to see if Russia was awake. She sneaked out of her bed room and went to the door beside hers, that was the guest room. She knocked carefully and waited for an answer, when she heard a come in, she opened the door.

Her first sight in the room was the Russian man standing at the wardrobe, in only his underpants. He stood with his back towards her and looked through the cloths she had got for him. he couldn't see how much she looked. Russia is defiantly NOT fat, he was very, VERY well-trained. Those muscles made Isabella stunned, she had heard that Russia were fat but no. God, he is so handsome and how can anyone resist him and be scared. You knew he has a sadistic nature but that only made her more attract to him.

"You like what you see, da?" Russia snapped you out of your trance and you hadn't noticed that you had actually been staring on him for quite a while now, and Russia had seen it.

Isabella blushed a deep red color and bowed her head in embarrassment. She could hear Russia chuckle and her face got redder, if that's even possible.

"I'll go make some breakfast." she said quickly and rushed out of the room.

She was used to the Russian now, they had known each other for some weeks now and their training had gone very well. He wasn't that aggressive anymore, at least he doesn't show it. Though she didn't knew how he was when she wasn't there. That's why she had asked her friend to take Russia out with his friends, to see if he can behave without her there. It was a risk but it might be useful to succeed with his training.

But still, even if she's used to him, he still makes her uneasy. She's still not sure if he is capable to hurt her and she always worries that he might come into her room and rapes her in the middle of the night. But he hasn't done anything this far, except for a punch in the face she got when he tripped on some ice. It wasn't on purpose, but it still hurt.

And then it's the biggest problem of all, she thinks she's falling in love with him! Every time she sees him her heart beats like crazy. But he would never like an ordinary, stupid kid like her. Oh god! Why is it always this complicated?

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Russia like Isabella's reaction to him. If she like his looks then maybe she will fall in love with him. Maybe, if he behaves tonight and forever. Russia put on some cloths and went to the kitchen. What he saw was so beautiful!

Isabella stood at the stove, dressed in her PJ with her cute, black rabbit slippers. Her hair was messy and the light which shone over her body from the kitchen window made her look like an angel from heaven. Sure she was not in her best looks but he thought she was beautiful.

He went in and walked over to her. She didn't notice him and behind her he wrapped his arms around her. She was first startled. But when she saw who it was she relaxed.

"Russia, what are you doing?" she asked while he burrowed his face in her neck. He could smell her sweet smell, she always smelled like chocolate for some strange reason.

Isabella was startled when two big arms wrapped around her. She was just about to grab the firing pan she made the eggs in and hit whoever it was. But then she saw Russia and thought: 'Wow, lucky I didn't do it.' She was really confused by his actions.

"Russia, what are you doing?" she asked while she felt how he snuggled more into her neck and she could smell his calming smell. He always smelled like vodka, and it didn't bother her at all. It only made her happy whenever she smelled it, because it reminded her of him.

He didn't answer, they stood like that for very long, breathing in each other's scent and both of them had the same thought in their mind.

'Moon, please make her/him mine.'

Hope you liked it!

Till next time, GOODBYE!