A/N: Here's the Russia request hope you like it…sorry it took so long…Please request for the next one…Should I post Spain next or Japan cause I have two requests…Anyway..Enjoy…

'Russia?' You said nervously fiddling with your fingers. 'Yes , Da?' said Russia staring at your fingers suspiciously as he folded his newspaper. 'N-nothing…I'll get you some vodka..' You said slowly as you kissed his cheek softly. You glanced over your shoulder to spot his reaction. Nothing. He didn't even move an inch or even scrunch his eyebrows. You grunted in frustration as you stormed toward the kitchen.

You had no idea what he was thinking.

' What's wrong , Da?' He said slowly almost like he read your thoughts. He could tell what you were thinking so why couldn't you.

You handed him over the bottle and plopped next to him on the sofa like a five year old. You leaned your head on his shoulder as you held his arm. He stiffened as he caressed your [h/c]locks.

' Do you love me, Russia?' You said slowly. He stopped caressing your hair as he gasped inaudible. 'Of course, [Name],,' He said slowly.

You sat up staring deep into his violet eyes trying to figure out what he was thinking. 'Then tell me that you love me…I want to hear it from you..' You said slowly .

'But I do , Da..I really do [Name]…' He said sweetly as he faced you.

'No you don't…You don't even tell me that you love me and I can't even tell what you're thinking right now…' You said in frustration as you buried your face into your hands.

'[Name]…I do-'

' Then why can't you just tell me those three words….I know you don't love me….Being your wife I can't even tell what you are thinking….' You said facing him as the tears streamed down your face. He stared at you in shock.

You hastily wiped your tears as you stormed towards your bedroom. You didn't want to look vulnerable especially in front him because you were always a weak country.

Russia stared in shock as you slammed shut the door to your room. He wondered what on earth you were talking about. He really did love you but he just couldn't express it in words.

You leaned your head against the balcony of your room as you sobbed lightly. A warm breeze ruffled your [h/c] strands of hair as you sighed dejectedly. You stared sadly at the endless rows of sunflowers going on for miles. You practically had a sunflower farm in the backyard of your huge mansion.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you caught a glimpse of Russia disappearing into the sunflowers. ' What the hell Russia? You're supposed to come after me not leave me even further..I knew it!..I knew you don't love me..' You lashed out at him anger while the tears streamed furiously down your face. You being his wife , you knew that the sunflower patch was Russia's sanctuary and also one of his beloved dream but nevertheless he couldn't love you.

You sobbed even harder knowing that he had run away from you , knowing that he couldn't give you a clear answer, knowing that he doesn't love you.

' Ja..' said a familiar voice as you stared in the direction of the voice. Russia stood below you holding a bouquet of self picked sunflowers. So he picked sunflowers for you , big deal.

' I don't have anything left to say to you , Russia..I know how you really feel about me..' You said in between your sobs.

' .Dont.' He said raising his voice for the first time gripping the sunflowers tightly shaking off a few of the petals as a black aura settled over him. You gulped , that was the voice he uses if he really wants you to listen.

You nodded slowly. He sighed as he gazed at your shaken form.

' I do…but every time I try to say it..My heart can't bear it….that's why I say of course…and try to show you instead of telling you…' He said slowly as the tears flowed down your face once again.

' What do you mean your heart can't bear it?' You asked stupidly. You wanted to get out as much of his inner thoughts as you could.

He sighed in exasperation. ' Wait..I'll be up there…' He said reluctantly as he trudged upstairs.

You attentively watched him approach you as he cornered you to the ledge of the balcony.

' I l-' His words were cut off as his heart jolted out of his chest.

'HOLY MOTHER OF ALL VODKA..WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?' You shouted in shock as you stared at his heart.

' I told you..It's too much for my dead heart to bear..too much love…' He said as he placed his heart back.

Your face instantly lightened up at his words as you threw yourself against him. ' And all this time..I was thinking that you loved your dream more and that you never loved me…' You sighed in relief as he chuckled lightly.

'I do love my dream more…because I wanted to live in a warm place surrounded by sunflowers with you..[Name]..and it did come true…I love my dream because its you..[Name]…' He whispered against your hair.

You started to grin like an idiot as you kissed him passionately cornering him against the wall. He chuckled breathlessly as you smiled against his lips.

'You just can't stay away from becoming one with Mother Russia..Can you? ' He said cheekily lifting his eyebrows.

' More like..Russia ready to become one with [Name]?..' You whispered seductively while he stared in shock as his heart popped out again.

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