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The Great Solution

Chapter: 10

Jovan's POV:

Aleksander started acting strange, he even griped my hand, and it's kind of painful. What is wrong with him now? He isn't even smiling; he is just looking at me as if I betrayed him or something. What is with his coldness all of a sudden? Was it all a lie, no it couldn't be! Bulgaria changed, he isn't murderous anymore, and he is peaceful! He was imagining things; Bulgaria probably had something worrying on his mind and wasn't noticing that he was griping his hand so tightly, that or he was probably bugged by the darkness of this place. Finally he came to a stop and looked at one of the rooms and smiled. His grip lightens as he relaxed.

"Jovan, do you remember that I have a twin brother? Do you remember Volga Bulgaria?"

Normal POV:

He said it with genuine happiness, like a child that was going to show his best friend his most precious thing in the world. Serbia just nodded; he had heard from Ivan that there were more of the Bulgar treasures found in Russia. He had met Volga Bulgaria's sons Chuvashia and Tatarstan when they were visiting their uncle Bulgaria. Jovan really didn't know why Bulgaria would ask about his brother. Hadn't Volga Bulgaria died long time ago? Wasn't Mongol the one that killed him? Bulgaria opened the door and in the room stood an almost identical copy of him.

"Serbia meet my brother Volga Bulgaria, brother meet Serbia, my lover."

The identical copy looked at Jovan and emidiatly hugged him.

"Aw, Aleksander, this one is so cute! And so petite! How do you always get the good looking ones? And he is so huggable, definitely better than that ice cube of a hunk that kept on calling me a heretic! And the best part is that you finally got the guts to ask someone out, instead of just being their friend for a while. And here I thought you'll never grow up!"

Jovan looked at the other Bulgaria for a while. This couldn't be possible; the guy was supposed to be dead! And wasn't he supposed to be more serious, the guy had two grown up sons for crying out loud! Aleksander pried his brother's hands away from Serbia and gave him slap on the back.

"Hey, hands off my bunny-chan!"

Bulgaria and Volga Bulgaria started laughing and joking around. Serbia couldn't believe his eyes; they were both so childish, the worst part was that they were so identical that if it wasn't for the clothes Jovan wouldn't really know who is who. Serbia decided that it was time to ask questions and he would if he wasn't lifted in the air by Bulgaria and given a piggy back ride during the tour of the floor, much to Volga Bulgaria's amusement who after few glares from Jovan decided to retreat to the library. When that happened Bulgaria sprinted in a random direction. Serbia was just about fed up with being constantly carried, why couldn't Bulgaria let him walk?! Jovan's legs were perfectly fine! The Serbian couldn't accept this damn dominance! If Bulgaria refused to acknowledge Serbia's rights than it was up to Jovan to show some resistance, he was Serbia after all, not Italy! Jovan successfully stopped Bulgaria by getting him in a headlock. It wasn't a hurtful one, but then again a fight wasn't what Jovan was aiming for.

"Say, Bulgaria, what do you think you're doing?"

Aleksander smirked and put Jovan down.

"So, bunny-chan, you're finally showing your claws, I like it."

Serbia just gripped the Bulgarian's hands and lead him in the direction of the bathroom. If Bulgaria liked this little show, then he was definitely going to love the next. A dark grin spread on Jovan's face, yes it was time to show some of his craziness as well. Upon reaching the bathroom, Jovan opened the door and without warning throwed Aleksander in the poll. A smiling Bulgaria rose from the water, he tsked when he saw the condition of his clothes, before he was able to get out of the poll, he was pushed right back in and swamped against the poll walls by Jovan who was more than eager to practically drawn his companion.

"Aleksander has anyone ever told you that you shouldn't play with wolfs?"

That was accompanied by Jovan sucking on Bulgaria's neck, lightly baiting it from time to time. Bulgaria kept on smiling and what he did next surprised Jovan. Bulgaria, as perverted as ever, forced Serbia's head closer, thus deepening the bite. Serbia emidiatly pulled back at the taste of blood and stared at the peacefully smiling Bulgarian, who still had one of his hands holding the backside of Jovan's head.

"What is the problem Jovan, I thought you were a big bad wolf who wanted to eat me up, why aren't you biting me harder? Come on do it, I'm even helping you, so what's the problem?"

Jovan shock his head. This wasn't what he had in mind; he just wanted to tease the Bulgarian, not drink his blood!

"What are you doing Bulgaria, I don't want this! I…wait, why are staring at my neck like that? Don't even think about biting me!"

Bulgaria had his trademark predatory grin on.

"Why shouldn't I bunny-chan, you have bitten me, It's only fair that I return the favor, don't you agree. Or perhaps you will reconsider your refusal to bite me?"

Bulgaria said bearing his sharp teeth. Jovan gulped, being bitten would hurt, beside that he knew that Aleksander had no restrain, once he get his jaw around his neck things will get dangerous for Jovan. He really didn't feel like putting Bulgaria to the test in such a lethal way. Serbia lowered his head and started to suck, bite and lick Aleksander's neck again. While he was doing that Bulgaria was playing with his hair. And in the process Jovan forgot he wasn't supposed to drink Bulgaria's blood.

Jovan's POV:

This is great, he isn't doing anything to stop me, he has such a nice scent it is perfectly nice and relaxing. Whatever he is doing to my hair he shouldn't stop. And that blood. I stop sucking at that thought. Oh, shit, I'm sucking his blood, he knows! He is going to send me away now! I… wait a second, why should I let him send me away, it's not my fault, he was the one who offered his neck to me, he has himself to blame! I will continue, he likes it anyway, why should I stop? He is moving and mooning less and less, did I drink too much of his blood? I'll stop now but he should really watch his neck.

Normal POV:

Jovan looked at Bulgaria only to see that the Bulgarian was on the verge of passing out. Before Bulgaria welcomed the darkness he rested his head on Jovan's shoulder and said:

"I know your secret."

Jovan carried his lover to one of the empty rooms and after putting him in a bathrobe laid him down on a bed. So what if Bulgaria knew, it's not like he will get the chance to be with anybody else from now on anyway. Serbia brushed the hair out of Aleksander's face. Everyone could drop dead, but Aleksander was staying with him forever, whatever he liked it or not!

History Notes:

Volga Bulgaria is a medieval Bulgar state founded by Kotrag, Kubrat's son. It was a rich country and for a short period the centre of Isliam. It was destroyed by the Golden Horde. Republics of Tatarstan and Chuvashia are considered to be descendants of Volga Bulgaria.

Notes:

Serbia's national animal is the wolf.

I thought that I could make Serbia a vampire, because vampire=smex

That's that for now, I'll update as soon as I can. Don't forget to review!