NINE

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Warnings and disclaimer are in the first chapter

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A loud bang abruptly woke Hadrian from his sleep. He blinked his eyes to chase the sleepiness away, only to find that right now he was still in the meeting room in a country called Switzerland and still sitting across Russia's lap with the Russian's arms around his waist.

"Ivan…" he called the Russian in a soft voice, making the man looked at him. The teen watched that fake smile visible on the Russian's face.

"Yes, Dorogoy?" he whispered into Hadrian's black hair.

Hadrian did not say anything; he moved slightly so he could wrap his arms around Russia's huge form. He knew his action made every country in the room turned their attentions to him, but he did not care about them for the one he cared about was Russia for he started to wear that fake smile of his and the teen did not like it.

Four months in their relationship, Hadrian soon realized the only time Russia smiled a true smile was when he was with the Russian, but when he was among his colleagues or strangers, he would wear this fake smile of his; the one that made every country called him a creep.

He knew the reason why Russia wore that fake smile was of the history of the country where he became its personification. There was so much blood from that place and he understood the feeling for as the Keeper of Eden, sometimes he needed to do bad things to protect the resident of Eden from being killed or hurt by the others. He was not innocent and knew Russia's feeling even not too much.

"… I'll always be here for you…" he whispered softly so it would only Russia who could hear it.

At his sincere words, Russia tightened his arms around Hadrian's waist and mumbled 'thank you' into the teen's black hair.

Of course their peaceful moment was disturbed by America's loud voice that saying about Russia had brainwashed the teen in his arms to become his plaything. If not for Hadrian lying across his lap, Russia would already there, in front of America and bashed him with his pipe.

And when a particular sentence came from America: 'He is a psychopath that should be put in jail forever', Hadrian turned his head away from Russia's chest to stare at the American with empty red eye.

Russia, who slowly started to know Hadrian's personality for the last four months of their dating, knew that the teen at this moment was pissed even though his face did not show it. With a closed-eyes smile, Russia leaned back against his chair and let his Dorogoy took care of it.

"Don't be a hypocrite…" said Hadrian to America. "All of you, the personifications of country, have dark sides and how much you try to forget it, it always be there. Nobody is a picture perfect in this world…"

That was right, Russia was a not a psychopath murderer, a little broken maybe but he was not a psychopath. Not all of the countries were, they had their dark pasts that were too painful to be remembered but they were part of them.

Russia unfortunately had a lot of bloody past in his life as a country for he lived longer like Turkey and some of the countries in Middle East. He knew with that bloody pasts, it was not strange if Russia slightly broken and hid it with acting childish in front the others.

Golden horde…

Bloody Sunday…

Romanov family tragedy…

And many more that Hadrian did not want to poke around…

"You don't know what he had done to the other countries under his command when he was Soviet Russia!" America yelled at Hadrian. "You just human, you will never understand the burden of becoming the personification of a country!"

Hadrian looked at America with narrowed eye and said, "That's true that I don't know the burden of becoming the personification of a country, but that doesn't mean I don't know Russia's feeling…" especially with all of your prejudices about his past.

As countries they sometimes needed to be strict and did something that could not be comprehended by the others as long their counties survived and prosper. In the real world we needed to be intimidating if we wanted to gain something, playing nice would not accomplish anything.

He had experienced that foolishness back in his past life.

Whatever America wanted to say was stopped in his throat when the familiar dark aura surrounding Russia's form along with his usually creepy smile. All of those signs told every country that Russia was pissed at America for yelling at the teen in his arms.

"Ivan…" Hadrian grasped Russia's arm, telling the man to ignore America and to stop his dark aura so the other countries did not shake in fear.

Right after he said Russia's human name, the bell that told the countries that it was time for lunch break rang. The teen watched the countries stood up from their seats and walked out the room with half-closed eye. Now the only people that still in the room were Canada, Russia, Hadrian, Britain, America, and France.

Hadrian looked at the quiet country that had been sitting next to Russia. "Canada, do you want to go eat lunch with me and Russia?" he asked the Canadian.

Canada blinked at the invitation that came from Hadrian. "Ah, Hadrian…" before he could tell the teen that he accepted his invitation, America pulled the Canadian away from the Russia and Hadrian.

"Sorry, commie, but Canada is going to eat lunch with us!" he glared at Hadrian while pulling Canada with him through the door.

"America!" Canada yelled in anger when his brother pulled him away with Britain and France in tow.

Hadrian blinked before raised his head to look at Russia upside down. "… It looks like it will be only the two of us, Ivan…" he told the Russian.

Russia gave Hadrian a gentle smile before pecked him softly on the lips. "It's good, da?" he whispered softly to the teen. "It means we can have a very peaceful lunch today."

The teen nodded and wrapped his arms around Russia's shoulders when the Russian stood up from his chair with him in his arms in a bridal-style.

000

America glared at Russia, who was walking out the building with the teen in his arms. Of course his action was caught by his family who was now speaking with each other about his attitudes when he first met Hadrian and today.

"It looks like America feels jealous, dad, papa…" Canada told Britain and France.

France nodded in agreement. "You're right, maple leaf, I can see from here that America not only angry but jealous too…" he looked at his family. "Now the question is; who he is angry with and jealous with?"

Britain stopped drinking his tea and answered bluntly, "Russia."

Canada looked at Britain with confusion on his face and hugged Kumajiro closer to his chest. "Why? Didn't in the past Russia and America have 'fling'?" he, like the rest of the family, knew about America's relationship with Russia and how it was broken when the Cold War started. So, why should he feel angry and jealous towards Russia when he vowed to never did it again.

Britain looked at the glaring America and said what was in his mind, "He is jealous and angry not because he wants to have another 'fling' with Russia…" he rested his head on his fist. "He is jealous and angry towards Russia because he has someone who love and care for him without wanting anything in return. In short he must be a superpower country and has everything he wants, but he doesn't have what Russia has, pure love."

France blinked at Britain's explanation before face-palmed himself. He was the country of love so how he could miss it. The teen loved Russia even thought all the flaws that the Russian had and he did not ask anything in return from the Russian. In short, Russia gained the purest kind of love that ever existed.

"That teen is something extraordinary for he still wants to stay with Russia and love him even after he knew his bloody pasts…" he took another sip of his tea. "He is one lucky bastard…" mumbled Britain into his cup of tea.

Canada knew Britain was right, Russia was one lucky person for finding someone who loved and cared about him regardless of his bloody pasts. In truth, Russia had gained something that every personification of the country around the world wanted to have; an honest acceptance and love.

"He wants Russia's miracle…" Canada whispered.

Britain nodded before a smirk that he always wore in his pirate years came across his face. "However, Russia's miracle isn't a damsel in distress… he doesn't take any shits from anyone especially if it about Russia…" he leaned back against his chair. "Just like I told you, Russia is one lucky bastard."

After he heard Britain's explanation, Canada turned his attention back to America and wished in his heart that his brother would not do something stupid about Russia's relationship with Hadrian. He had a feeling if it was not Russia who would hurt him for interfering in his relationship, it would be Hadrian himself the one who would do it.

He did not know why but he had a feeling that Hadrian was scarier than Russia if push comes to shove.

000

Right now Hadrian was watching Russia, who was playing in the sunflowers field the teen had taken him in his birthday, from under the tree he usually sat when they came to this field. If someone looked closer into his red eye right now, they would see it was not empty like usual for there was one particular emotion that shone there and that emotion was fondness.

That was right, Hadrian now started to feel fondness towards the Eurasia country and knew that feeling would transform to something else, but what he did not know. He just knew every time he looked at Russia, his chest would feel warm as if something had lightened up there.

If Elfrea was here, she would know what happened to him at this moment.

At the thought of his deceased friend, Hadrian closed his eye and shook his head. It was something that he should not think about. She had died and nothing he could do about it. It was true he was powerful because of his status as the Keeper of Eden but that did not make him could resurrect souls at will for any reason. The reason was dead souls were not his domain but Death, God's brother.

To shove the painful reminder that his friend had friend, Hadrian took some of the flowers near him and started to create a flower crown from them. When he created the second flower crown, Russia went back from playing in the sunflowers field and sat beside his boyfriend, who had finished creating the second flower crown.

"What are you doing, Dorogoy?" asked Russia at the red-eyed teen.

Hadrian looked up from the flower crown in his hands and stared at Russia for a moment. He then took the flower crown on the ground next to him and put it on Russia's head. After he did that, Hadrian moved away slightly from the Russian so he could observe the Eurasia country. When he saw how cute Russia was with a flower crown on his head, a small smile appeared across Hadrian's face.

"… Cute…" said the red-eyed teen.

Russia gave Hadrian a smile after he said that word and took the finished flower crown on the teen's lap so he could put it on top of his head. Of course the teen ran before Russia could do it, this made the Eurasia country smirked a little and chased the teen.

He looked around when he did not see Hadrian in the line of his sight. The platinum blond country started to giggle childishly when he realized that right now Hadrian was hiding from him. Of course that would not make Russia stopped from finding the teen so he could put the flower crown on his head.

"You can hide, but you cannot run, Dorogoy~" Russia called in a sing-song voice.

Meanwhile behind one of the trees, Hadrian observed Russia to make sure the Eurasia country did not go to where he was. When he spotted Russia wanted to go to where he was Hadrian ran to find a new hiding place. Of course because he was too deep in finding a new hiding place, he did not realize one of his feet stomped a small tree branch, creating a sound that alerted Russia.

"There you are, Moya Kroshka~" a wicked grin appeared across Russia when he spotted Hadrian not too far from where he was.

Hadrian's red eye widened up slightly at the wicked grin that appeared on Russia's face and knew the big country would chase him until he caught him. With that in his mind, Hadrian started to run away from Russia. Of course he did not because he was scared of his boyfriend, but because he wanted to play with the tall Russian.

When he was back at the field where the sunflowers were, Russia succeeded in catching him, but because of the differences of their figures, the impact made the two of them to stumble onto the grass. When Russia realized what he had done, the Russian hastily rose up to his hands and knees to make sure his big form did not squash the teen.

"Sorry, Dorogoy," said the Russian. "Are you all right? I didn't hurt you, right?"

Hadrian looked at the flustered Russia above him for a second before he pinched the platinum blond country's cheeks affectionately. Amusement came into the teen's heart when red blush painted Russia's cheeks when he did that. Of course with the flower crown on the head and the blush on the cheeks, Russia became cuter that it needed to be a law about that fact.

"Hadrian~" whined Russia in embarrassment. "Stop it~"

Hadrian looked at Russia with half-closed eye, "Why should I?" he asked the Russian. "You're cute, Ivan…" he was amused even though his face did not show it.

Russia grasped Hadrian's wrists with evil glint in his violet eyes, making the teen under him became stiff slightly. Right when Hadrian became stiff because of the change in Russia's body language, the said country dipped down to steal kiss from the teen. After he stole a kiss from Hadrian, Russia looked at his boyfriend, only to find the teen staring at him with wide eye.

"Was my kiss too much for you, Dorogoy?" asked Russia in seductive tone.

Right after that seductive sentence came from Russia's mouth, Hadrian pushed his hands to the platinum blond country's face. Hadrian did this because he did not want Russia saw his hot face from his action. He sometimes cursed his boyfriend for making him did something that he would never do in the past.

000

Now Russia was in the meeting room without Hadrian for the teen had told Russia that he would wait for him in the garden not too far from the building. At first Russia did not want to leave Hadrian alone, especially with his wounds, but the teen only poked his forehead and told him he was not some kind of fragile thing that needed to be protected every second by Russia.

If someone decided to do something that Hadrian did not like, the teen would make sure they regretted it. Of course Russia believed what Hadrian said to him for he could see the seriousness and power in those glowing red eye.

While some of the countries decided to give some speeches, Russia did not pay attention to them for his mind right now was occupied by his boyfriend. Until today he still felt intrigued with what his boyfriend really was, he knew the teen was not a country for he could not sense it from him. That was why he really wanted to know what Hadrian really was.

He just hoped Hadrian trusted him enough to tell him about it. He trusted Hadrian to know his status as a personification of Russia, so he hoped one day the teen trusted him enough to tell him what he really was.

"Russia?" Canada called Russia, taking the Eurasia country's attention. "Where is Hadrian?"

"He is in the garden near this building," answered Russia with a smile. "He told me that he didn't want to stay in a room with America after what he had said about me."

Canada nodded his head in understanding. He knew from the first session of the meeting, Hadrian was protective towards Russia and would never let someone badmouthed the big country in his presence. He hugged Kumajiro tightly into his chest and looked around the room.

He furrowed his eyebrows when he saw his brother looking at Russia with unknown glint in his blue eyes. He did not know why but he had a feeling his brother wanted to do something to the Eurasia country and he needed to inform him.

"Russia, be careful…" he told the Russian.

"Huh, why, comrade Kanada?" he asked the young country.

"I don't know why, but I have a feeling that my brother wants to do something to you…" he told the Eurasia country. "Just be careful, all right?"

Russia gave Canada a friendlier smile and said, "Don't worry, comrade, I'll be careful."

Hours later, the meeting began to wrap up and Russia stood up from his chair along with putting his papers away. He blinked when he sensed Canada still there beside him and looked at the young country with an arched eyebrow. From the frown on the other's face, he knew Canada was worried about him and di not want something bad happened to him.

"Comrade, it will be all right…" said Russia to Canada. "I can take care of myself."

Canada nodded stiffly and after picked Kumajiro from the floor, he went out the meeting room with a slight worry in his mind. He just hoped what Russia said was true and nothing bad would happen that could jeopardize his relationship with Hadrian.

After Canada had gone from the room, a familiar voice was heard by Russia, "… Russia." The Russian turned to see China, standing not too far away; arms folded and had a determination on his face. "We really need to talk, aru."

Confused with how serious China was, Russia stuffed the papers into the inner folds of his coat and nodded. He then followed the Chinese into the hallway, still with confusion in his mind. They were walking further down the hall, away from the door and in the opposite direction of the rooms in which all other countries were leaving as long they stayed for the meeting.

China opened a set of French-bay doors leading out to a terrace where they could see the vast green scenery of a forest and lake. When Russia was asked what room he wanted to have as long he stayed for the meeting, the Russian request a room that had a balcony that would show the lake. He did that because he had Hadrian in his mind at that time, for he knew with this kind of scenery, the teen would do one of his hobbies, which was painting.

Hadrian, he was an angel in disguise. He never blinked in disgust or laughing out loud (he doubt Hadrian could do that with him still numb from emotions) when he found out his hobbies. He knew if the others found out that the big and scary Russia's hobbies were knitting, figure-skating, and watching ballet, they would laugh at him.

But not for Hadrian, when the teen found out his hobbies, he only took his hands into his small ones and looked at him straight in the eyes before telling him that he did not care. He did not care if Russia's hobbies were knitting, figure-skating, or watching ballets. How could he laugh at Russia when his own hobbies were strange for a male; he loved to cook, bake, paint, play a piano, and gardening.

Of course even though their hobbies were different from each other, they loved to accompany the other when they did one of their hobbies. Because of this Russia had a new favourite pastime; cooking with Hadrian. His boyfriend was a good chef, especially with his knowledge about the cuisine around the world. Russia liked any food that Hadrian made, but he loved the sweets that the teen made. They were heavenly. He needed to find a way to persuade Hadrian to make his own sweet shop.

"Now, I know I don't have any right to judge you especially with our status as countries…" China spoke, bringing Russia slightly to the present. "I just don't understand about your relationship with this human called Hadrian."

"Da, many countries are…" replied Russia before his mind was taken once more with a thought of Hadrian. He hoped the teen still in the garden, alone, without some stupid people tried to invite his boyfriend for some 'fun'. If that happened, he would make sure they met with Mr. Pipe.

"I don't understand why you have a relationship with Hadrian, he is a human and someday he will… Are you listening to me, aru?"

Russia blinked and looked back at China. "Da, I'm listening," he told the Chinese. "I don't understand why you care about my decision to have a relationship with Hadrian. You start to become noisy like America."

"I just worry about you!" said China. "I don't understand why you need to have a relationship with Hadrian when – we have a good partnership, Russia."

The Russian looked at China before finally understood the conversation's implications. "Are you… jealous?" he asked the Chinese.

China sputtered at Russia's question, he tried to hide it but he knew his face showed the Eurasia country everything with how red it was. "Why would you think—I just… I just don't understand why you be with that human when we were beneficial to each other in times of… stress, aru."

Oh, yeah, those times, Russia almost forgot about that. He remembered his fling with China after he had broken up with America when the Cold War started back then. He started wondering at the differences between China and Hadrian; he knew China was good at it… while with Hadrian…

He did not know about Hadrian for their relationship still not in that level and for the truth? Russia did not care about it. His relationship with Hadrian was a new air for Russia for it did not based on manipulation or some selfish agendas. That was why he did not care if their relationship was slow into that level. Heck when he went into this relationship he did not have any thought to 'sleep' with the teen in the first try. No, he more focused into the emotional aspect of their relationship.

Russia closed his eyes and let out a small sigh. He needed to draw lines and told China that he did not want to have 'that kind' of relationship with him like in the past. For him, his relationship with Hadrian was more important than anything.

"China, listen, our partnership won't change from being neighbours and allies, right now I'm in a relationship with Hadrian and I'm happy with—"

Hands grasped his coat, bringing him forcefully down into a rough kiss. This surprise made Russia did not react at the familiar soft lips on his, but when he felt a tongue licked against his lips, he jerked away with repulsion in his stomach.

What the hell he thought he was? What right he had to kiss him like that when he was in a relationship with someone else? Did he think Russia would engage into the kiss when he did it? No, it only made him felt repulsed and wanted to wash his mouth with mouthwash to make sure China's taste gone.

The only taste that he wanted on his lips was Hadrian's taste, not China's, not him. It was true China kissed with experiences and could make him 'hot', but that was all in the past. He more preferred the shy awkward kiss of his boyfriend, for it told Russia the teen never had been kissed before. It boosted Russia's ego at the realization that he would be the one who taught Hadrian everything for the rest of their lives.

Russia glared at China, keeping him at arm length to make sure he did not do it again. He did not want the kiss for it made him wanted to throw up. It was true in the past he never had what the people called a monogamy relationship because of his status as a country. He was in 'relationships' with other countries to make sure he got what he wanted from them for his country, but now the way to make some alliances had changed, they did not need to be in 'relationships' like in the past, their bosses would be the one who talked about the alliances and then put them on the papers.

And for that he was thankful for he did not want to cheat on Hadrian, even he had a feeling the teen would accept it because of his status as a personification of Russia. No, he did not want to hurt Hadrian with that way of thinking. It was disgusting and when he came into this relationship with Hadrian, he vowed to never touch that way again as long as he lived as a country, and if his boss tried to do that, he would fight tooth and nail to make sure it never happened in the first place. But he too had a feeling if he was pushed to use the old way, Hadrian would do something to his boss.

Behind that emotionless façade, Russia could see a protective and possessive individual like him.

Then his heart started to beat faster when he realized that he needed to tell Hadrian about this. He knew he could not lie to the teen for he would know and it would be more painful for his boyfriend. Oh, God, he could only hope when he told Hadrian about this, the teen did not decide to break their relationship. He did not want that to happen.

He loved the teen so much. He did not want to lose his little one for he brought light in Russia's dark life.

"Don't ever do that again, China…" hissed Russia darkly.

"Russ—"

"Nyet! I thought you wanted to talk – about my relationship with Hadrian – because you felt concerned…" Russia glared darkly at China, his violet eye swirled with madness. "But no, you tried to destroy my relationship with Hadrian… listen and listen well, never touch me again or I'll hurt you. I promise."

He turned away, not running, but fast enough to stomp back inside and down the corridor, panicking inside as he went to his room that far enough from the source of his panic and locked the door behind him. He grasped his chest and whimpered in distress, sitting heavily on the floor and leaned against the door.

Oh, God, he needed some advices right now. He needed someone to give him some advices about his problem right now.

However, who he could call to help him? He could not call his sisters for he was too ashamed about the incident and Elfrea… Elfrea had died, so he could not help him. Who he could call that knew Hadrian?

Wait a minute, there was one country that knew about Hadrian even though not too long.

With that in his mind, he pushed the button that would call the country's number. He just hoped he could help him in his panic. He did not want Hadrian in panic because of him. He had promised himself when he asked the teen into a relationship with him; he would never hurt the teen as long as he lived.

"Bonjour (hello), this is Canada."

"Comrade…"

000

Meanwhile in the garden not too far from the building, Hadrian sat on the park bench under the tree while looking at the leaves that floating in the air. He had told Russia that he would not go with him into the second session of the meeting for he did not want to see America's face after what he had said about the Russian.

So what if the in the past Russia needed to paint his hands red with blood? Every country around the world did the same, but because Russia was the enemy of America in Cold War, many countries thought he was dangerous when in truth he was not.

Hadrian knew what Russia had done to the Baltics; Lithuania, Estonia, and Latvia. He knew what he did to them in the name of Soviet Union and for the truth he did not care. He did not care if Russia's past was dark like that for he too as the Keeper of Eden was the same with him.

Maybe he looked like an 18-year-old-teenager, but in truth he was older than that. After he became the Keeper of Eden, he lived in Heaven and did his duty there. Of course the Heaven timeline and Earth timeline were different; one year on Earth was equal one hundred year in Heaven. And he had been in this new Earth for six years; it meant his age was six hundred and eighteen years old.

His musings were interrupted by the familiar aura that belonged to America. He looked at the so-called superpower country with half-closed eye. He did not care if America was a superpower country, he did not have any power over him and he could hurt the country if he wanted to.

"… What do you want?" he asked the American with emotionless voice.

America gave Hadrian a smile that the teen knew was a fake, but he did not say anything for he wanted to know what this country wanted to do. He arched his eyebrow when he saw America pulled out something from his jacket pocket. When the country gave it to him, Hadrian realized it was a picture.

"See and realize what kind of man Russia really is," said America.

Hadrian took the picture from America's hand and looked at it; his eye widened up slightly when he saw an image of Russia and China kissing. His chest twisted painfully when he saw this but thankfully with him still feeling numb towards emotions, he could control his actions and observed the picture more closely.

"See, I told you, Russia was evil for he would do anything to make sure everyone became his plaything," said America to Hadrian.

The teen ignored America and continued to observe the picture. After looking at it for sometimes, he found what he was looking for; Russia's body language telling Hadrian that he did not welcome China's advance and this meant the Russian did not want the kiss.

"Leave him to make sure your heart cannot be hurt by that commie," said America. "I tell you this because I'm the Hero!"

Huh, if he was a normal human he would already trust America's words but as a Celestial he could sense America's aura and from it he knew the American's intention; he wanted him to break his relationship with Russia. With that in his mind, Hadrian ignored the picture and whatever America had said to him.

"Stop badmouthing big brother, America scum…" hissed the familiar voice of Belarus from behind Hadrian.

He was right, when the teen looked behind him; he found Belarus and another female looking at America with hard glares. With a small smile Hadrian leaned against the bench and let Belarus took care America.

"Big brother will never do that to Hadrian," said Belarus with her arms crossed. "I know that because I can see his love for him," she pointed to Hadrian. "So, how you get that kind of picture, America?"

America only shrugged his shoulders. "I just want to make sure Hadrian doesn't hurt by that commie…" after he said those words, the American waved and walked back to the building.

After America had gone from the garden, Belarus looked at Hadrian who was looking at her with his usual emotionless face. "You don't believe him, right?" asked the Belarusian. If Hadrian trusted America about Russia, it meant Hadrian did not love her big brother.

Hadrian snorted. "… No, he nearly made him trusted him but when I saw Ivan's body language, I knew he didn't want it, so I decided to ignore whatever America said to me…" he raised the picture with two of his fingers. "… Maybe I don't know Ivan as long as you, Belarus, but in nearly a year of me knowing him, I know he will never do this to me."

Belarus nodded in agreement. "Good, this mean I'm not wrong to let you have my big brother," said the Belarusian.

Hadrian tilted his head and looked at the blonde woman beside Belarus. "… Who are you?" he asked the female.

The blonde short-haired female smiled at Hadrian. "Hello, my name is Ukraine, I'm Russia's and Belarus' older sister…" she introduced herself.

Huh, so she was the one who gave Russia his scarf. With a shadow of smile on his face, Hadrian bowed in a greeting and said, "It's nice to meet you, Ukraine."

"Now, what will you do now?" Belarus asked Hadrian. "Will you tell this to my big brother? Or will you take care of it without telling him?"

Hadrian crossed his legs and put his clasped hands on the top of his knee. "… I'll wait for Ivan to tell me about what happened to China…" he raised the picture he held between his two fingers. "I'll take an action after all of that."

000

Canada looked at Russia with wide eyes full with disbelief. "What do you mean by China kissed you?" he asked the Eurasia country.

"Yes, comrade!" answered Russia in panic. "That's the problem that I have right now!" oh, God, if Hadrian knew about this, he did not know what the teen would do.

"Red-eyed angel would kick your ass for that…" said Kumajiro from the bed.

Russia glared at the bear and hissed, "Don't tell me about that, I know my little one will kick my ass if he found out about this…"

Canada brushed his hair from his eyes. "This is a very big problem, Russia." He looked at the Russian on the floor. "Why did you let that happened?" he knew as the only country that became his brother's rival, there was no way China could catch him off guard.

"Of course I didn't want it, comrade!" Russia looked at Canada as if he was insane. "The two of us were talking and then I started to think about Hadrian, and that was when he suddenly kissed me. Of course I jumped away from him but it was already too late, and now I don't know what to do." he brushed his face in distress. "I couldn't call my sisters because it was too embarrassing, so that was why I called you, comrade Kanada. I really don't know what to say—how to tell him that I didn't mean it. There was nothing between China and—"

"Russia, Russia, stop…" Canada put his hand on the bigger man's right shoulder. "Stop, you're rambling…" after he calmed Russia down, Canada took one of the chair and sat down on it along with looking at the Russian seriously. "You need to calm down, if you freaking out, you cannot think. Calm down, okay?"

Russia looked at Canada. "How can I calm down when I know my relationship with Hadrian is in the stake, comrade?" he questioned the young country. "I need to keep Hadrian, not because he is my property, but because I need him!"

Canada blinked at Russia's words and realized Hadrian maybe the only one who showed the Russian nice things without wanting anything in return. So it was not strange if Russia wanted to make sure Hadrian always there by his side.

"The question of all of this… did Hadrian know about your past 'relationship' with China, Russia?" he asked the Russian. "Did he know that you and China in the past was… you know… fuck buddies?"

Russia groaned when he heard the term of his past relationship with China and knew Canada was right. "… I… I don't know… I… don't think…" whatever he wanted to say was stopped in his mouth when he remembered when Hadrian told him after that tragic day.

"I know about you, the personifications of country, from one of my older brothers, Raziel…"

Now he realized that Hadrian knew about his past 'relationships' with other countries and this made Russia wanted to hide in a deep hole for eternity.

"Russia?" called Canada.

"He knew…" said Russia in pain. "Hadrian knew all of my past 'relationships' with not only China, but with America and the other countries…"

"If he knew about your past 'relationships' and didn't poke into it, it meant he trusted you, Russia…"he tried to placate the big country. "Not many people will be welcoming when they find out their significant other' pasts… this means you have a big chance that Hadrian won't leave you."

Russia looked at Canada. "You mean… Hadrian won't hate me?" he asked the young country.

Canada scratched the back of his head. "Well, I don't think Hadrian will hate you, but that doesn't mean he won't angry at you…" he wanted to smile at the frustrated sigh that came from Russia. "Hey, but that's too expected. Now… what would you do if this happened to him?"

A dark look along with dark aura came from Russia. "I'll break every bone in his ex's body…" he hissed darkly.

Canada laughed nervously at Russia's dark answer. Of course the Russian would do that, he was possessive and would never let someone else than him touched Hadrian. "I know you will do that, but the question is… you won't blame Hadrian if this happen to him, right?"

"Of course not!" Russia looked scandalized.

Canada nodded. "Then why should Hadrian blame you for this?" he asked Russia. "Just talk to him but remember to stay calm."

Not long after Canada said those words, the door was opened and they spotted Hadrian standing in the doorway with his usual emotionless façade. After patted Russia on the shoulder, Canada took Kumajiro from the bed and walked out from the room.

After Canada had gone from the room, Hadrian walked inside and closed the door. He tilted his head at Russia's pale face and knew something bad must had happened to make Russia looked like that. And he knew that something was about what happened in the picture he had put inside his trousers pocket.

"… Ivan… why you look so pale?" asked Hadrian when he approached the Russian.

When Hadrian was in front of the Russian, he pulled Hadrian towards him and wrapped his arms around his small body as if he wanted to make sure the teen would not disappear into a thin air.

"Ivan?" he whispered to Russia.

"I'm sorry… I never meant it to happen… I swear to you I never want it…" he knew he started rambling, but what could he do. He was afraid that Hadrian would leave him if he knew about what he had done. "Please trust me; I really didn't want that to happen. I really didn't want that to happen. I love you too much, Hadrian."

Knowing he needed to stop Russia's rambling, Hadrian moved and planted a soft kiss on the Russian's lips. He stayed there until the Russian stopped rambling and closed-mouth kiss between them. After a minute, Hadrian moved away and looked at Russia to see he had calmed down.

"I know…" he tightened his hold on Russia's face so the Russian would see into his red eye. "Ivan… Vanya, I know… I know what happened when I was in the garden…"

"Y-You know…" Russia wanted to throw up. His little one knew what happened between him and China when he was in the garden. "How… how did you know?"

Without saying anything, Hadrian took out the picture from his pocket and showed it to Russia. Of course when the Russian saw it, he found it was him being kissed by China. Now the question was how Hadrian got this picture?

"Dorogoy, where did you get his picture?" asked Russia.

Hadrian kissed the top of Russia's head. "I got it from America…" he told the Russian.

Right after Hadrian said that stupid country's name, Russia started koling along with dark aura surrounding his body. Without asking Hadrian knew his boyfriend was furious and wanted to kill America for giving this picture to him. However, deep inside Hadrian knew whatever that happened to Russia, America had some hand in it, He knew it.

"Kolkolkolkolkol, it looks like America tries to break us apart…" a dark murderous look appeared on Russia's face.

Hadrian touched Russia's face so the Russian turned his attention towards him. "Let me…" he gave Russia a closed-eye smile that now showing any emotions. "He and China had wronged me… let make the care of them…"

At the emotionless closed-eye smile on Hadrian's face, Russia shivered slightly in fear and fascination. He really wanted to see what Hadrian would do to America for trying to break their relationship.

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In the last session of the meeting, Canada was looking at his twin from where he was sitting and found something disturbing. He could see a gleeful glint in his blue eyes, as if he had done something good. He just hoped whatever it was did not have any connection with Hadrian and Russia.

After looking at America, Canada turned his attention to China and found the Chinese had a frown on his face. It looked like he was troubled with the fact Russia did not want to have any move their relationship than an ally and neighbour. Of course Russia would never want to do that, not when he had someone who loved him honestly and sincerely without wanting anything in return.

Germany looked around the room and found that Russia was not in the room. "Is anyone knows where Russia right now?" he asked the countries.

Not long after he questioned that, the door to the meeting room was opened and everyone found Russia in the doorway with his boyfriend standing next to him. They felt nervous at the smile on Russia's face; it did not like his usual childish smile for it showed dark intent as if he wanted to hurt someone in the room.

However their fear towards Russia was gone when they sensed another oppressive aura in the room. This aura made the countries to have some difficulty to breath and moved. When they looked around the room to find the source of this oppressive aura, they found it was coming from Hadrian, who was walking towards America with an emotionless closed-eye smile.

"W-What do you want to do with America?" asked Britain when he saw Hadrian went towards his former colony.

Canada blinked when he realized why Hadrian went to America. "America, don't tell me you…" he did not know what to say.

America looked at the smiling Hadrian and before he could say anything, the teen grasped his neck with his right hand. Even when he did this, the teen's expression was still the same.

"S-stop! What do you think you're doing?" Britain tried to stop Hadrian, but the sudden thickened of the aura in the room made the former empire dropped back to his seat.

"So, what do you think you're trying to do, America?" asked Hadrian, still with a 'smile' on his face. "You tried to break my relationship with Russia today, right?"

Canada slapped his own forehead when he heard Hadrian's words. Just like he had thought, his brother had done something stupid but he never thought he would try to break the relationship between Hadrian and Russia.

"The Red-eyed angel will kick his ass…" said Kumajiro in Canada's arms.

"You're right, bear, Hadrian will kick America's ass for trying to destroy our relationship…" he then looked at China who was shivering in fear at Russia's dark smile. "Moya Kroshka really pissed off after he knew what you two tried to do to us."

"I… I don't understand what you're talking about, dude…" America tried to act calm in front of Hadrian. "Russia was the one who tried to hurt you… I only tried to help you."

Hadrian tilted his head to the side a little. "Do you think I'm a fool?" he asked the American. "Do you think I cannot sense your bad intention in the garden?" he moved closer towards America and let his eye opened up to see everyone could see it was glowing. "Listen to me, America… if you dare trying this kind of thing again… I'll make sure to punish you."

After he said those words, Hadrian released America, who was looking so pale, and went towards China. Different with America, he did not grasp the Chinese's neck; he only put his hand on top of Chinese's head and then whispered softly in his right ear. Whatever he had said to China had made him to shiver in fear.

Russia looked up when Hadrian went towards him and pulled the teen so he would sit across his lap once more. With a smile on his face, he nuzzled Hadrian's chin affectionately and when he did not hear anything from the others, he looked up slightly only to find they were looking at Hadrian as if he was something strange.

"The meeting still continue, da?" he asked the others while calling his dark aura.

Hadrian pulled up his scarf across his mouth when he saw the others started to focus into the meeting after they heard his boyfriend's dark tone. He then looked at America and narrowed his eye; he would make sure that stupid country did not do anything to Russia.

He would make sure of it.

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Tbc…

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