Hello everyone and welcome to chapter 6 of Matthew's Stockholm Syndrome i just want to thank everyone who has been reviewing and subscribing it means a lot. i also took note of someone complaining about my grammer so i took it upon myself to find a beta. my Beta is my close friend Nadine who's going to handle that so hopefully i shouldnt get any more complaints XD lol.

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(I Don't Own Hetalia)

Summary: Matthew is kidnapped by a large Russian man named Ivan, Ivan thinking that Matthew is Alfred, has captured him to use him as a way to make money from Arthur. Whilst in Ivan's hold Matthew starts to suffer from Stockholm syndrome and it's affects are directed at Ivan. Rated M for abuse, torture, kidnapping and sexual content.

Characters in order of mention:

(For those who don't know the countries names this will help ^^))

Matthew – Canada

Ivan – Russia

Elizabeta - Hungary

Francis - France

Chapter 6

Days passed for Matthew who slowly felt he was going insane. Ivan was having severe mood swings; one minute he was kind, loving and affectionate. The next he was down right cruel, pinning Matthew down or trying to have Matthew satisfy him by means of oral. Matthew had so far managed to escape but every time he refused the little light in his room would go out and panic attacks would overtake him. He would lose all the walls he'd built up around himself, screaming and crying until Ivan turned it back on.

Eventually Matthew had learnt that if he just did what Ivan wanted without questioning or showing emotions the Russian man was happy, and if Ivan was happy the light would stay on and Matthew would get rewards like food and his duvet. The duvet he'd been given was large and thick keeping him warm during the cold nights.

Visits from Elizabeta kept him sane as she shed light on his situation, his disappearance was apparently over the news his brother had gone live on television claiming he'd be a hero and save Matthew. Matthew had laughed at this realising it was just Alfred dreaming, after all at the end of it, both of them were still just kids. What could Alfred do to save him from this place.

Looking up from the book Elizabeta had given him Matthew watched as Ivan walked to him quietly. "H…Hello Ivan." He mumbled noticing the dazed look in the Russian's eyes.

"Matvey you are a good boy, da?" The Russian asked with a strange smile on his face.

"Umm… yes."

"Then Matvey may come to new room." He said, motioning for Matthew to follow him. Carrying the book and duvet with him he walked along the halls with Ivan going up some stairs, they stopped at the end of a hall. Ivan opened the door motioning for Matthew to enter. When Matthew did his jaw dropped this room was beautiful and to Matthews delight it had a large bay window. He ran to the window sighing in delight the feel of the sunlight on his skin he realised that the mansion he was in had large grounds surrounding it and his window looked out over a beautiful garden. "Pretty," he grinned admiring the roses that surrounded his window as they grew up the wall.

"You like the view, da?" a voice from beside him asked causing Matthew to turn his head and smile, nodding.

"Yes very much."

"I am glad." The Russian muttered turning to Matthew ruffling his hair. "Though I prefer sunflowers to roses. But they are still nice." He said allowing Matthew to explore the rest of the room. The furniture was all made from fine polished oak; the bed was a four-poster with what looked like silk sheets. 'Why has Ivan brought me here?' he pondered touching the sheets admiring their soft texture. His mind reeled as he stood there; he was only brought out of it when two large hands pulled him backward into a strong broad chest. "I…Ivan?"

"Yes Matvey?"

"Please let me go," he mumbled closing his eyes tight when he heard the male chuckle. He squeaked loudly when the Russian pulled him closer nuzzling his nose into Matthew's hair.

"No." Ivan replied softly simply taking the moment to hold the boy in his arms. Matthew's heart was pounding like crazy, unsure what to do. If he reacted in a way that Ivan didn't like then surely he'd get punished or moved back to that room he was in before. He liked this room, it gave him hope and he sort of liked the attention Ivan gave him in the aspect of rewards. 'Wait what!' Matthew's eyes widened as he realised his own thoughts. He WANTED Ivan's attention in a positive way? Thinking back every time Ivan praised him recently he'd felt happy his heart would flutter.

'I'm going mad, I have to be that's all I can think that's happening there is no way I… I want his attention. W…wait a second what is he doing to me.' Matthew gasped as he felt lips against his neck.

"Nnn… Ivan please don't." Matthew whimpered terrified about what was happening though he couldn't deny the fact that what Ivan was doing felt really good. Matthew was a virgin even for being the son of the ever-perverted Francis. Francis had taught Matthew about sex at the age of 16 when he became of age and yet Matthew had never showed interest. Yes he had relieved himself once or twice, but that was natural. But the 18 year old had never really done anything before, and so here he stood unsure of what to do as the Russian that had kidnapped, tortured and locked him up did wonderful things with his lips to Matthew's neck.

"I…Ivan stop plea…ahhh!" Matthews eyes widened and his mouth fell open. Ivan chuckled softly playing with the string on Matthew's hoodie.

"Da little Matvey, you seem to be enjoying this." Ivan smirked pulling the young blonde closer.

'God save me.' Matthew thought his eyes closing as several emotions hit him at once.