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It was a week after Ivan had found out Yao was pregnant and also after he found out that Yao and Yong-Soo had sex which deeply disturbed him, though he didn't like to show it.

Yao and him were leaving Ireland today to go back home to their house in Moscow. It was a long flight home and neither him or Yao were up for it. Ivan being extremely tired and Yao being sick all morning. He was still sick by lunch and even though he was he still agreed to go. At last they were on the plane, Ivan sighed in relief, they were finally going back home.

The Chinese man beside him was once again in traditional Chinese clothes, out of his tight jeans even when Ivan commented on how sexy he looked. Of course, being Nations, they had their own private jet so they got to walk around and every five minutes Yao seemed to get up and go to the bathroom. It was a while before Ivan actually asked what was wrong. "I jus' feel uncomfortable, aru!" Was the Chinese man's reply before he went off to bed.

The Russian man currently sat by the window, drinking vodka, and looking out at the field of blue and white. He was thinking about Yong-Soo, he needed to know when they had sex and why. But then, Ivan thought, asking could hurt Yao's feelings. He gulped back another bit of vodka and then stood up walking toward the room that Yao slept in.

He walked in quietly, shutting the door as gently as he could. As he walked towards the bed he took off his scarf and coat leaving him in a black tank top and jeans. He climbed into the bed beside Yao and patted his stomach gently. He smiled lifting up the Chinese man's shirt and tracing his hand over the man's stomach. He couldn't say there was a bump, not even a tiny one. Well, he was only a month so Ivan wasn't expecting much.

Yao shifted in his sleep, turning so his faced Ivan. Ivan smiled caressing the smaller man's cheek. There was a moment of silence, with both men just lying there until Yao's eye's flutter opened, and he muttered "I'm hungry!". The Russian laughed, hugging into the Chinese man. "Aiyah! Ivan, I really am, aru!" Then Ivan let Yao go and got off the bed. "What do you want?".

"Eh, something Russian!" Said the Chinese man surprising Ivan. "Russian? Like a stew or something?" Ivan asked and Yao nodded. "Ok? I'll get right on it!" The Russian said before leaving.

Yao sighed turning back over to his side. He looked down at his watch, they would be home in less than an hour. He couldn't wait to get back, he also secretly hoped it would be snowing when they got back. He wished this because every time it snowed Ivan put on the fire, got out the blankets and would make hot chocolate for them both, and they would spend the night talking and snuggling into each other, those were the nights Yao loved.

A while later Ivan came back with a tray of different kinds of Russian foods which Yao was grateful for and began to eat away at them. "Being pregnant gives you an appetite? I thought when you were pregnant you normally can't stand food, no?" Ivan asked stealing a bit of food off one of the plates. "I guess it differs between people!" Yao answered and Ivan replied with a simple 'oh'.

"What about names?" Ivan asked, a few minutes later. "Eh? I don't know, aru. Mei wants me to name it Mei if it's a girl, but I just don't want her to grow up exactly like her auntie!" Yao said. "Mei?" Ivan asked, a bit confused about the whole thing, "I thought she doesn't like you, da?". "I thought so too, but obviously when a baby is involved she suddenly starts liking me, aru! It's probably only because it had a possibility of being a girl and that's what Mei wants, aru. A twin shall we say, aru." Yao said and Ivan laughed at the thought of Mai and his daughter(or son) dressed exactly the same.

Ivan then took hold of Yao's hand, "Don't worry about it! If it's a girl we are not naming it Mei, that would be weird. How about something like Anya or Lena and for a boy, Liang or Jian?" The Russian suggested. "They're nice! Let's do that then!"...

-Two hours later-

Ivan finally opened the door of his own house after a long two weeks away from it. He was glad to be home and so was Yao. Yao had been right, it was snowing, but it wasn't so cold that Ivan would turn on the fire, which Yao was slightly disappointed about. Anyway, the Chinese man was back in the bathroom, so Ivan decided to start knitting again. He felt good about what he did for Toris and Feliks, after all, he was terrible to both off them, so it was nice to be nice to them for once.

For now he was knitting clothes for his own child, yellow in colour. He was also thinking about the nursery and what room could they convert into one. Yao came out off the bathroom then, sniggering when he saw the man knitting. "Having fun, aru?" Yao laughed jumping onto the seat beside the Russian. "Yes, and do you have to make fun of me?" Ivan said sadly. "No, I'm sorry, aru...wǒ ài nǐ!" The Chinese man smiled. "Ya tebya lyublyu!" The Russian replied. They both laughed then and the phone rang. Ivan got up and answered it.

"Hello?" Ivan said. "Hello, Mr. Braginski? This is Yong-Soo!" Ivan could have dropped the phone. "Eh, hello...Yekatrina!" Ivan lied because Yao had begun to look over at him and was going to ask who it was. "Yekatrina? It's me Yong-Soo!". "I know!" Ivan muttered. "Look I'll talk to you upstairs, one second!" Ivan said putting down the phone and running upstairs into his and Yao's room.

Yao watched his husband run up the stairs in confusion. Why would his talk with his sister have to be so private?

"What is it Yong-Soo?" Ivan asked, slightly annoyed about the call. "Eh, I just want to talk to Yao! I need to know if he's okay!" The Korean replied. "Look, he's fine! Now I want you to tell me about the day who did it, da?" The Russian said and there was a long period of silence. "What's there to say? He was sad because Kiku stabbed him and I simply comforted him!" Yong- Soo replied, resistant to telling the details to his Russian brother-in-law.

"That's all? Look meet me at our house in a few weeks, I want to know exactly what happened that night, oh, and last night!" Ivan commended and he heard the Korean sigh. "Look, won't Yao be there and why a few weeks?" Yong-Soo said and Ivan paused for a minute. "All the better! We can talk through it thoroughly and I want time alone with my husband, da?" The Russian smiled to himself knowing that it would piss the Korean off.

Yong- Soo scoffed, "Fine, I'll be there in a few weeks!". Then the line went dead, and Ivan started to laugh. He walked out of the room and back down to his knitting. "Hey Ivan, I thought you and Yekatrina weren't really friends at the moment?" Yao said know sipping a cup of green tea. "Oh yeah we aren't, she just rang to say how annoying I was and that I was planning World War Three!" He smirked confusing the Chinese man, who just nodded and looked away.

"So..." The Russian started, "...Tell me about your relationship with your siblings!".

So Yong-Soo is coming to stay! I was watching the news today, first there's a yellow weather warning for Waterford, crap, and second Ukraine is accusing Russia of starting world war three. My reply: Interesting!

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