Lame chapter is lame...
Haha im all for cliches and cute moments even if it doesn't really fit in with this pairing i don't care, Russia's like a big child anyway... one I'm sure would be pretty damn good in bed hahaha~ haha...hah...
anyway yeah this part of the story is coming to an end soon... like I said somewhere on my profile it will most likely continue and be linked in with other stories and push onto more modern times as more pairings are invovled... but it'll turn into a big circle of life in the end pssh i didn't say that.
Yeah maybe 1 or 2 more chapters left Iono =n=

Songs
Rabbit heart
Florence and the Machine

Fairytale
Alexander Rybak

I had a tight grip on Ivan as I led him through the winter wonderland called his backyard, which was an endless stretch of forest and snow that I had taken up on going out in and exploring when Ivan was busy. I had blindfolded him before we left the house so the surprise would be greater.

"Are we there yet?" He said his hands swallowing mine. "I don't want to be out in the cold for too long."

"It will be worth it in the end." I quickened my pace.

Finally after ten minutes of a maze walk we'd made it to my destination.

"Breath in deeply and tell me what you smell." I said my hands rested on the not at the back of his head. He sucked in a deep breath.

"Your scent." He said with a smile.

"No breath in more."

"It smells fresh, and sweet. It also smells like flowers." He said taking yet another breath.

"Good, what flavour can you taste on your tongue?"

"More sweets like sugar and a slight bitter taste, and also our beloved drink." He smiled and licked my face.

I laughed and turned away and untied the blindfold.

He gasped and took in the scene.

I had taken the time of importing sunflowers, thousands of them to fill in the field, outlining it sat 6 beds of violets and outlining them was the pines of the forest. A semi circle sat in the middle of it all and in that semi circle was a shelter with a medium length wooden table, a cluster of vodka bottles, a bowl of sweets and chocolate, and a wooden bench than ran under it.

I was quickly pulled into a bone crushing hug, and happy tears fell onto my shoulder. He sobbed and laughed at the same time.

"Why are you crying Russiya?" I said wiping his eyes. The violet of his eyes was brighter than I had ever seen them. A truly happy smile stretched across his features, he really did look adorable when he smiled.

"I-I have never had something like this done for me before, i-its wonderful."

My chest grew light as I drank in his gorgeous expression. Thoughts swam around in my head, words, sentences a paragraph to describe Ivan. The way he was holding me so tight, I felt like I was going to turn to gold. How much he clung to me. More thoughts overflowed and soon...

The words flew freely from my mouth.

"You know what I love about you Russiya? I think it's only fair for me to tell you seeing as you had told me already, is how when you smile it seems like the world will set itself right and all the evil of the world will leave us, I love how when I'm with you I wish the rest of the world would disappear so only us would remain, I love the way your eyes are filled with such emotion and tell stories if you take the time to really look into them. I love the way you have such a warm embrace and how you act as if I'm the centre of your universe. I love the way I trust you, the way I need you, the way I... Love you." I pulled away but kept the contact with our palms. "I love the way that when we kiss I feel every worry in the felt away, and I forget everything that has went wrong."

He leaned down so our foreheads touched.

"I love the way that when we touch my skin feels as if it's on fire and the way when we fuck. No when we make love calling it fucking is so vile." I stopped to look into his eyes. "I feel like finally I can breathe in air and live life like I've never lived it before, like I have found that missing puzzle piece to my soul. I love how you care." I stopped again and pulled away and leaned my head back.

"I LOVE YOU!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I grabbed a gnarled crown of sunflowers out of my satchel and placed them on his head. Panting a leaned in and stole a kiss before dragging him over to the bench.

"I want to stay with you forever and ever, or-or I'm sure I'll die, but slowly, I'd die really slowly and painfully." I looked at him over my bottle of vodka. "Because it would fucking hurt to be without you, your love, your sexy voice, your body, your face, your touch. Life would be unbearable." I took a swig from the bottle.

"It would feel like somebody was injecting acid into my veins and needles under my nails if somebody took you away from me. But it wouldn't last for long because I would have you back. Even if you didn't want to come back, even if it took a century, even if you went back to the way you were before, I would take you in the night and force you back into the position you are in now. Shouting that you love me to the skies and making a field of sunflowers for us to dine in." He gripped my hands and his eyes sparkled like jewels.

"One last thing." I whispered smirking softly.

"What?"

"You want somebody to protect you right?"

"Yes." Surprise tinged his features.

"Well guess what."

"What?"

"That's what I'm here for now." I smiled and leaned in to connect our lips lightly.

"Shouldn't that be the other way around?"

"Who's the one that bet up his ex-brother?"

"Good point. But who's the one who taught them to do so effectively?"

"Touché" I nuzzled our noses in an Eskimo kiss.

We sat like that, in peace, heads close together, the cold barely bothering us. Really it was pure perfection. The beverages that had entered our systems didn't faze us as it acted like water in our bodies.

"How long?" I muttered looking into his eyes.

"How long for what?"

"How long have you wanted me here?"

A tint of pink came across his cheeks as he closed his eyes to avert my gaze.

"The first time we met and you had teased me with ease, ever since then it had grown."

"That long?"

He nodded quickly.

"Why?"

"Because you were different to everybody else, so rebellious, you had seen so much in the world already, I thought how it would feel to have you dominate me make me one with you. But As I grew taller than you, bigger, stronger, I realised I was the one destined to make you one with me, to share my body with you, and take yours." He nibbled on his lip. "We sound like a lovesick cheesy couple."

"I second that thought." I laughed and he joined in our warm breathes mingling in the subzero air.

I looked off to the side just in time to see a snow white rabbit with glowing red eyes dig its way out of the snow. I watched in fascination as its eyes zeroed in on me.

"That reminds me of you." Ivan said quietly. I glanced at him to see his gaze now belonged to the white rabbit with the wise face staring up at us.

"How does it?"

"The eyes, the pale colouring, the soft delicate exterior but rabbits are made to live in the wild, even if they get caught, their resilient and try to fight back. Like you were before I domesticated you." His tone was so sure.

"I don't know what type of rabbits you see, but they are easy to manipulate into living in a cage."

"Like you."

I growled playfully and pushed him lightly on the shoulder.

"Ah but once I used to think you were like the eagle that was on your flag, too prideful looking, untameable, wild, strong." He laughed and pulled close to me again. "My god was I wrong."

"So you're my owner?"

"I think you already know the answer to that Gilbert."

"I know much too well."

Fatefully white crispy cotton balls of snow began to dance around in the air adding to the already fifteen centimetres of snow on the ground. The rabbit bounded away to seek shelter.
And out of the hole in the ground a rabbit a bit darker than the other and with longer fur, scurried out and sprinted after its companion. Both of them disappeared into the depths of the surrounding forest. Ivan held my hands tight in his to get my attention I turned to look at him. My breath was snatched away as it had been so many times before by his remarkably innocent and radiant features. A childlike smile and wide eyes boarded with honey eyelashes, soft as silk dusty blonde with brown highlighted hair and skin like porcelain, but a few shades darker than my own. Fear and Happiness, a killer and a lover, a manipulator and the manipulated.

The rabbit had a lot in common feature wise to him in my eyes.

I lost myself once again to him. I knew any shed of sanity I had left withered away after the meeting in Denmark, and my life was fuelled on being in his presence. I loved the way my skin spiked and grew warm at a single touch and how I felt like my chest was about to burst when he embraced me.

Stockholm syndrome?

I think not.

Not anymore.

I took my hands out of his and ran to flop down back first into the snow. Slowly I moved my arms and legs in synchronization and laughed hysterically at the snow seeping through the coat.

"Gilbert what are you doing?" Ivan walked to sit beside me and watch my ridiculous smile grow.

"Making a snow angel!" I grabbed his arm and forced him to lie down. "Make one with me, they always look awesome in the end no matter who makes it."

He gave me a side glance and laughed lightly before starting to copy my movements.

Just a short burst of being alone can be so meaningful.

We walked back to the mansion hand in hand. Its marble grey walls gleamed in the distance a growl came from behind its heavy iron doors and a dreaded female voice echoed out of the open windows.

"I wonder what has Miss Belarus in a mood today da..." Ivan sighed. His gaze flickered restlessly around the surrounding Russian forest and refused to rest on his home.

"Maybe Lithuania got on her tits." I mumbled glaring as we approached the door, a pair of blonde heads cowered behind a pot plant at the entrance both of which smiled in exhausted relief.

"Mr Russia, please you need to contain your sister. She's...uhh..." Latvia shut his mouth in fear of saying something stupid.

"...Half raping Lithuania." Estonia finished biting his lip. "He said something to her and then she got really angry and now..."

Ivan laughed hysterically. "THAT'S ALL THAT'S GOING ON? Thank god that's all, I'll let Lithuania have his fun ne?"

And with that he turned on heel and dragged me along.

"Ivan where are we going?" I stumbled behind him, even though I had grown for some unknown reason over my stay here my legs still refused to go any faster.

"To our safety room, I don't like to be exposed when my sister is acting like a bitch on heat." He mumbled changing his pace to a near sprint to get down the maze of halls.

Ivan locked the door to the entry of the lengthy hall. And almost kicked in the door to the room where we'd more or less spend the next few hours together. Silently we curled up in a make-shift somewhat bed looking thing we had made on our other lock up days. Which we'd also thought to stock up with vodka bottles, food, and other things. Really it was cosy for a place we use like a bomb shelter for his insane sisters attacks.

"So it looks like she's giving Lithuania what he wants finally." I said with a awkward half smile half grimace.

"It's his own fault." Ivan shrugged carelessly pulling out the things we'd gathered from the mini picnic. "He shouldn't have pursued my sister so much, and only now does he worry for the relationship with Poland? He's so stupid, he knows how my sister is. "

"Well hopefully it'll hit him hard now." I sat up on a desk with my head in my palms looking down at Ivan sitting cross-legged on a pile of pillows and throws. He had a blank look on his face as he stared at the wall.

"I don't care what happens to him." Ivan broke away from the oh-so-interesting wall to smile up at me with his eyes half closed.

"Come here." His large hands came and clasped around my wrists to pull me off the desk and onto his lap in on swift movement.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and lap my neck under his chin. Happily he wound his arms around me and we sat in silence for a while.

Well that was until moans seemed to snatch up every bit of silence.

Moans right above us.

Oh god.

I shivered involuntary at the sounds above. It seems Belarus got Lithuania to crack... or the other way around.

She obviously wasn't as loyal to her brother as she made out to be.

Thank the heavens for that.

She's not good enough for him.

And plus their like related so ew.

When I heard a flamboyant voice call for "Let" I knew shit was going to go down. Since when did the Polish fuck have free reign to so much as stand outside the house.

Then the angry lusty cries cut off and angry whispers took place as they tried to make themselves decent before the unexpected guest decided wandered in. Lithuania ran out of the room and down the hall to find Poland whilst Belarus stormed out of the room they were in and I heard the frantic high heeled footsteps run in the other direction. Too soon she took up to calling for her brother. Ivan whined and clung to me and I curled up in his lap as he lowly sung a lullaby I recognized.

"Баю-баюшки-баю, Не ложися на краю. Придёт серенький волчок, Он ухватит за бочок И утащит во лесок Под ракитовый кусток." He rocked back a fourth lulling me into sleep and well as comforting himself. I hummed along with him hoping to relax his tense form.

I felt his body shut down, his arms go slack as he fell asleep, and soft snores emitted from his agape mouth.

He was just too cute out of consciousness.

Smiling I curved into his body and clutched his hand before following him into sleep.