I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia. Please Review and Thank You to those who have reviewed. Warning Child Abuse. Ivan's Father will mainly be called General Winter.

My Pretty Little Sunflower

By waterrain

"Your Father sold you to me and he needed the money. Your Father doesn't care about you for he does not give you hugs or kisses on the cheek. My name is Ivan and I had bought you from your Father." Ivan said to the trembling blonde haired boy and he kissed Alfred's tear stained cheeks. "I will treat you kindly my pretty little sunflower."

"I want to go to Kansas." Alfred managed to say and he hiccupped.

"Your mother and twin know that you would be sold, but they didn't tell you. They kept you in the dark." Ivan whispered coldly into the boy's right ear. "If you disobey or try to run away from me. I will punish you and pluck your lovely petals. Do you understand?"

Of course Ivan was lying about the whole your father sold you and your mother along with your twin knew about it. He also lied about plucking out Alfred's hair for Ivan wouldn't be able to for the boy's hair reminds him of a pretty sunflower.

"I understand." Alfred said to him and he noticed that he had wet himself.

"You need a bath for your jeans appear to be wet for some reason." Ivan commented cheerfully and he picked the boy into his arms with ease.

When Ivan Braginski had been two months away from turning sixteen when he found two sunflower seeds and made a choice to plant them in a single pot that was full of dirt. His father General Winter despises sunflowers so he couldn't plant them outside or out in the open. Ivan decided to put the pot inside of his old bedroom for his father wouldn't look in there.

Ivan managed to find a special light for his sunflower seeds would need light in order to grow. He made sure to water them every day when General Winter was away. Ivan had been happy when his sunflowers first came up and it had been wonderful. The violet eyed teen smiled softly at the sight and couldn't wait for them to bloom.

It was on the day that Ivan turned sixteen when his two sunflowers were about a day from being in full bloom. However on that day General Winter discovered the sunflowers inside of Ivan's old bedroom closet. He yanked the sunflowers from the pot and smiled coldly for his son dared to grow those sunflowers.

General Winter plucked a couple of petals off when Ivan walked inside to check up on his pretty sunflowers. Violet eyes were wide in horror for the sunflowers he had taken care of with such love and affection were being destroyed before his eyes.

"Don't hurt them! They did nothing to you! Stop ripping their pretty petals off! Leave them alone!" Ivan cried out loudly and he was roughly kicked by his father.

"They are innocent and beautiful! They were so close to blooming completely!" Ivan screamed as he got back up, his body was shaking, fists clenched, and tears running down his flushed cheeks. General Winter kicked him even harder again and again. Ivan was on the floor and he hiccupped.

"Leave my pretty sunflowers alone!" Ivan cried out as he got up again and ignored the pain on his side. "They did nothing to you! It is my fault! Punish me not my innocent sunflowers! Just stop hurting them!"

General Winter dropped the two sunflowers onto the floor and crushed them. He grabbed Ivan while smiling coldly and shoved him down to the floor by the destroyed sunflowers. General Winter had his right hand tightly around Ivan's throat.

"You know I hate sunflowers. I find and burn your beloved drawings of them every single day." Ivan's Father said in a chilling voice and his grip tightened.

"These ones were alive and there was two of them." Ivan gasped out and his throat was released. General Winter stood up, kicked his son on the side nine times, and he looked down at him.

"You will sleep here tonight in your old bedroom." General Winter told him before walking away and closing the door with a slam. Ivan struggled to sit up, he reached for his sunflowers, and held them close to his body.

"My poor pretty sunflowers. He hates you for being so beautiful." Ivan whispered softly and he held the pieces of his flowers in his arms. "You were so close to being in full bloom and being at your most amazing stage. Your petals are gone and you have been crushed, but I still love you with all my heart."

Silent tears fell from those violet eyes and went onto the sunflowers. He muttered to them that at least you were not burned and turned into ashes along with saying I'll bury you two when he is gone. Ivan's violet eyes became dark and cold as he clung to his destroyed flowers.

"I will never forgive him. I will kill him and he won't ever hurt anyone again." Ivan whispered in a chilling voice and he smiled darkly to himself. "He will die tonight from overdose on alcohol."

When it was night time Ivan silently buried his flowers outside, he found some needles under the sink, and got two bottles of Vodka from the cabinet. He found his father passed out and carefully started to inject Vodka into General Winter's arms.

Ivan recalled how beautiful and innocent his sunflowers were before General Winter plucked their petals one by one. How his father defiled the sunflowers by ripping them off so cruelly. Before the sunflowers were tossed to the floor and crushed beneath his father's boot.

"You will never hurt me or my pretty little sunflowers." Ivan said to himself as he grabbed General Winter's wrist and didn't feel a pulse. Ivan stood up smiling for his father is dead and can no longer hurt anyone or anything ever again.

After five minutes his brain blocked the memory of him killing his Father and in the morning found out his Father died from overdose on alcohol. Ivan was surprised and confused by the fact his father is dead. He received the house, money, and everything else. Ivan became the Boss of a powerful mafia and his memory's about the past were blurred or completely blocked.

In the present time Ivan set Alfred down on the bathroom counter and told him to stay. The violet eyed male turned on the water, he dumped in some bath salts, and some bubble stuff. He had no idea that Alfred was frightened and didn't notice that the boy was blind folded.

"The bath tub is filled. You can get off the counter." Ivan said calmly and he noticed that for some reason Alfred wore a blindfold, but he didn't comment and he walked over to him. Ivan gently grabbed his hand and he silently wondered what happened to the boy's wrists for they are bruised.

"The bath tub is in front of you now." Ivan commented cheerfully and he waited patiently for the blonde haired boy to get in.

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