It's hot where I live so let's talk about a place where it's NEVER HOT! Russia! Now, I'll tell you now: I have NO CLUE whether the Baltics are 'living' with Russia or not right now so I'm gonna say they are so I can write for them because it's fun. Especially because they aren't evil or dead in this fanfic (YAAAYY!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
August 30, 2011
"Wake up comrade, we are here." Russia gently shook Bianca. Okay, maybe not so gently. Bianca woke up quickly, in order to keep from falling out of her seat.
"I'm up!" She muttered. She yawned, still tired. 'I am Italian, I sleep until like, 12. I don't do early morning flights…' She thought to herself as the plane landed. Russia had bought her some winter clothes in England before they left, so she was wearing a red coat and a white dress with long sleeves underneath. She had skin-colored tights on underneath and white knee-high socks under pink boots. She wore a white scarf, much shorter than Russia's, and white earmuffs. But even in all that she was still cold.
"H-how do you live here 24/7?!" She asked Russia as they exited the plane. Russia laughed.
"Comrade, I technically AM here 24/7. Afterall, I am Russia, Russia is cold. I am used to it." He was smiling, like usual. Bianca scowled.
"It's still really cold." She muttered as they left the airport and went into a fancy black car.
"Don't worry, my house is warm. At least, compared to outside. If you are still cold, Lithuania can teach you how to make a fire in the fireplace, da?" Bianca cocked her head.
"Wait, I'm not the only other person in your house?" Russia shook his head.
"My little Baltics will help you around the house. Lithuania is the best. Latvia is very young and often says things he shouldn't. Estonia is trying to leave." As he spoke, Bianca could feel a dark aura growing around him. Obviously he didn't like Estonia.
"I heard about that. Wasn't he…uh, trying to join the Nordics or something?" Bianca realized she shouldn't have said that because Russia scowled and glared out the window, most likely in the direction of one of the Nordic countries. They sat in silence the rest of the trip.
"Holy crap! You have a big house!" Bianca stared in awe at Russia's house. It was huge, with two floors, many windows and pillars, and a large fence around it. Russia chuckled.
"Da, it is pretty big. There are many rooms as well, for any visitors." Bianca tried not to think of the kind of 'visitors' Russia would have. The car stopped and the two got out.
"OMG SNOW!" Bianca giggled like a child as it began to snow. She ran around the yard as Russia watched in amusement.
"It is Russia, there is a lot of snow. Are you going to get your suitcase comrade?" Bianca giggled and ran over.
"Sorry, there isn't much snow in Italy…" She grabbed her suitcase and tried to pull it out of the trunk. Russia watched her struggle for a while until walking over and pulling it out of the trunk with one hand. He smiled at her annoyance.
"I would've gotten it….eventually." She muttered as she rolled it into the house. She stopped in the doorway and gazed at the inside. The entrance was amazing, white walls and pillars with a wooden floor. There was even a freaking chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
"Whoa." Bianca was shocked. And she thought GERMANY'S house was amazing.
"Comrade, I cannot get in if you stand in front of the door." Russia reminded her. Bianca blushed and moved.
"Ah, sorry." Russia ignored her and gazed around.
"They should be here…" " ! I'm so sorry we're late!" A man ran down the hall with a short kid behind him. The man has shoulder-length brown hair and blue eyes and wore a Lithuanian WW2 Miltary Uniform (A/N: I am lazy). The kid had short, curly blonde hair and violet eyes and wore a Latvian WW2 Miltary uniform.
"Lithuania. This is Bianca." Russia was obviously irritated but introduced Bianca anyways. Bianca didn't know what else to do so she did a small curtsey. After all, it's polite in most countries. The man smiled.
"Ah you're the girl Poland was talking about? I am Lithuania, it is nice to meet you." Lithuania held out his hand and Bianca hesitantly shook it. The kid looked nervous. Lithuania nudged him.
"Introduce yourself!" He hissed. The kid nodded.
"I-I'm Latvia. It's nice to meet you…." He bowed slightly. Russia placed a hand on Latvia's head and Latvia yelped.
"Latvia… is there a reason why you two were not at the door?" He asked, smiling but obviously irritated. Bianca frowned, confused by this.
"Um…Russia I think you're hurting him." Bianca spoke up, causing all three to look at her. Russia straightened.
"Lithuania, Latvia, show Bianca to her room. I don't care which one. I need to talk to Estonia." Lithuania and Latvia nodded and quickly moved out of the way as Russia briskly walked down the hall. When he was out of earshot, they let out a breath of relief.
"How did you do that?" Latvia asked Bianca, giving her a look of admiration. Bianca cocked her head.
"Do what? Did I do something?" She glanced at Lithuania, who was giving her a similar look.
"Nobody ever stands up to Mr. Russia. Not even Poland." Lithuania said sadly. Bianca frowned.
"That doesn't seem right. If he's hurting you then someone should stop him." Lithuania paled and grabbed her arm, pulling her upstairs.
"Don't say that out loud! He could hear you!" He hissed as they ran upstairs, Latvia following.
"Why is everyone scared of Russia anyways? He seems nice to me!" Bianca pouted as they slowed to a walk. Lithuania laughed darkly.
"He always does at first. Take my advice, when he asks you to 'become one with him', say no." Bianca cocked her head and glanced at Latvia, who was nodding.
"Wow there are a LOT of rooms." Bianca whistled as they kept walking through the halls. Lithuania laughed.
"Yeah, Russia has one of the bigger houses of the nations. Only one room is really meant for girls though. The only girls who usually come is Ukraine and Belarus, his sisters, but neither of them ever stay the night. Belarus tries, but Russia manages to get her out of the house before night." Latvia explained. Lithuania sighed at Belarus' name.
"Ah Miss Belarus…she is so beautiful and kind…" He sighed. Bianca glanced at Latvia, who was shivering.
"Lithuania has a small crush on her…she is really scary though! Belarus wants to marry Russia and always breaks the door down! Oh, you might want this." Latvia took a pocketknife out of his pocket and handed it to Bianca, who cautiously accepted it.
"Uh why do I need a knife?" She asked hesitantly. Latvia sighed.
"Belarus gets jealous easily. So when she hears about a girl living with her brother…" "WHERE THE HELL IS SHE?!" They all froze when they heard a screech and a sound of the front door breaking open. Bianca turned to the noise.
"Uh who is- Wait where are we going?!" Bianca was suddenly grabbed and forced to sprint down the hall and into a random bedroom by Latvia as Lithuania dashed downstairs.
"Safe Room. Russia will probably be there too. So far it's the only place Belarus hasn't broken into and we hope she can't. It's only until someone calls Ukraine and gets Belarus out of here." Latvia explained as He started pulling books out of the bookshelf. Bianca watched, confused.
"I don't remember what book it was- Aha!" He grinned victoriously as he pulled a purple book and the bookshelf slid open. They heard loud noises coming from outside and Latvia pulled Bianca inside the hidden passage and shut the hidden door.
"Keep moving and stay close. It's easy to get lost in here." Latvia instructed, taking Bianca's hand. He lead her down some stairs and through what appeared to be an old-fashioned dungeon. Bianca shuddered at what was inside some of the jail cells. Finally, they reached a metal door.
"Mr. Russia! I brought Bianca and Lithuania is distracting Miss Belarus!" Latvia hissed. The door opened and Latvia pushed Bianca in.
"I need to go help Lithuania. Stay in there." Latvia instructed before shutting the door and running off. Bianca turned around and gaped at the sight. Russia was cowering in the corner, shaking in fear. The room had a shelf with food and what appeared to be vodka on it and a bed, but otherwise was empty.
"Russia? Ivan? Are you okay?" Bianca said hesitantly as she walked towards him. Russia was muttering to himself.
"Do you have your cell phone?" He suddenly asked. Bianca checked her pockets and pulled out her phone.
"May I use it?" Russia asked. Bianca nodded and handed him her phone. He quickly dialed a number.
"Сестра! Она вернулась!" (a/n: Google translate is my Best Friend) Russia spoke quickly into the phone in frantic Russian. Bianca heard the sound of a woman on the other side of the phone.
"Спешите! Я не знаю, сколько времени это займет, пока она не считает, что это сейф!" Russia hung up the phone and handed it back to Bianca.
"I believe it's alright to assume that was Ukraine?" Bianca smiled as she sat down next to Russia. Russia nodded and went back to burying his face in his scarf.
"I hope you don't mind me asking but…if Belarus is your sister, why are you afraid of her?" Bianca asked, trying to clear up her confusion. Russia sighed.
"Natalya is my little sister who wants to marry me. She has knives and is very…persistent. She doesn't understand that нет means нет!" Russia was obviously terrified of his sister. Bianca sighed and wrapped her arms around him as best she could.
"Don't worry Russia! I'm sure Lithuania and Latvia can stall her until Ukraine gets here…But I still don't get why I'm here." Bianca sighed. Russia laughed.
"News travels fast among countries. It's the fact that I allowed a human girl to live with me that has caused her fury. I believe she is 'jealous'." Bianca gaped and Russia laughed at her expression. They both froze when they heard a shout from outside. Suddenly, someone began banging on the door.
"BIG BROTHER! LET ME IN!" A girl screeched. Bianca and Russia exchanged looks.
"GO AWAY NATALYA!" Russia shouted. Belarus obviously didn't and the door began to creak.
"uh, she can't break through here…right?" Bianca asked. Russia didn't answer and stood up, taking a pipe from out of nowhere and standing protectively in front of Bianca as the door broke and a panting girl was standing in the doorway. She had long platinum-blonde hair and dark blue eyes. She had a white bow in her hair and wore a dark purple dress that reached her knees under a white apron. She had a knife in one hand and looked, well, scary.
"Big Brother, I got rid of the door that separated us! Now we can get married!" Russia seemed very much against this idea. Bianca slowly stood up and flinched as she accidentally made a noise. Belarus shifted her look to Bianca, who froze.
"Uh…Ciao?" She laughed nervously. Belarus glared.
"Natalya this is not what it looks like!" Russia quickly shifted to hide Bianca from view.
"You have another woman?! THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE!" Belarus screeched as she sprinted towards the two.
"Holy shit!" Bianca screamed as she and Russia dove out of the way of the psychotic girl.
"Run!" Russia grabbed Bianca and tossed her over his shoulder before dashing out of the room. They saw Latvia slowly standing up in the hallway.
"Estonia's waiting by the other entrance." He managed to say before passing out. Russia nodded and jumped the small boy before running upstairs.
"How close is she?" Russia panted as he kept running, skipping stairs. Bianca looked up and paled.
"Uh…about 10 stairs behind us!" Russia swore and opened a door, quickly shutting and locking it behind them. Of course, that was only delaying the inevitable."You know, you guys forgot to mention to me that I would have to avoid your psychotic little sister while I work here!" Bianca snapped. Russia sighed.
"Well, I did not want you to live somewhere else! Besides, Ukraine should be here soon and Belarus will be gone…until tomorrow." Russia put Bianca down and they kept running. Russia, now relieved of Bianca's added weight, was much faster.
"Mr. Russia! In here!" a tall blonde man hissed. Russia and Bianca dashed into a hallway, which lead to a kitchen. The blonde and Russia worked together to push the fridge in front of the hidden passageway, effectively keeping the hidden door from opening. The trio were panting when the back door opened and a tall woman entered quickly. She had short blonde hair held back by a headband and blue overalls over a white shirt. She had big boobs. 'Holy crap! I wish I had boobs like those!' was all that ran through Bianca's mind.
"Where is she?" The woman asked. Russia pointed behind the fridge and the woman sighed.
"I guess I should just wait until-" CRASH! The fridge toppled over and Belarus dashed out.
"Never mind. Belarus! You need to stop this! Vanya can't afford you breaking his house almost every day!" The woman scolded. Belarus scowled.
"But Ukraine! He brought another woman here willingly while he still refuses my love!" She argued. Russia and Bianca glanced at each other."Whoa whoa WHOA! You think…me and him….I AM JUST HIS NEW MAID! Sheesh I'm here for a 'punishment' of some sort. It was either come here or death!" Bianca scowled, but was still blushing in embarrassment. The two sisters looked at her.
"So you're Vanya's new maid? Ah you're the human! I see. See Natalya, it is one big misunderstanding!" Ukraine clapped her hands together. Belarus scowled and folded her arms.
"Natalya…" Ukraine nudged her sister.
"Fine! I'm….sorry…." Belarus spat out. Ukraine rolled her eyes.
"I'll take her home Vanya. Sorry about this!" Ukraine grabbed Belarus and pulled her out of the house, leaving Russia, Bianca, and the tall man by themselves.
"Estonia, go find Lithuania and Latvia. They are either dead, or close to it." Russia ordered. Estonia nodded and dashed through the hidden passageway. Bianca gaped at Russia."Wait. DEAD?! They could be DEAD because of ME?!" She was close to crying. She just met them yet they risked their lives for her. Russia sighed.
"We are countires who live forever. We don't die and never come back. If they are dead, they'll come back in a day or so." Russia explained. This didn't really comfort Bianca. Russia sighed and gave her a hug.
"They will be ok. You, on the other hand, have been through a lot today. Why don't you go upstairs? Your room has a white door and should be on the right side." Bianca sniffled and nodded before heading upstairs to her room.
"Whoa. This room looks like it's fit for a princess!" Bianca gaped at the room. It had a canopy bed and a white wardrobe. It had light pink walls and white carpet. Sure it looked like it was meant for a little girl, but Bianca loved it anyways. She went to the wardrobe and was shocked to find clothes in there.
"Uh…maybe there's some pajamas or something." Bianca searched through the clothes and found a white nightgown. It had long flowing sleeves, but was comfortable and fit her perfectly. Bianca went to the bed, laid down, and went to sleep.
So… typical day in the Russia household. He has a bighouse, so I guess there should be hidden passageways. I mean, why not?
Review or I will sic Belarus on you. :D
Translations according to Google Translate.
Sister! She is back!-Russian
Hurry! I don't know how long it will take before she finds this safe room!-Russian
Нет- no (pronounced 'Knee-Yet' or 'nyet') Russian
