The Song Chapter 11, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

GAHHH!
I know it's been about two or three days but I still got a hecka lot of costume ideas!
All in which are secret~!

But, I still need some for the following;

Feliciano (Italy)

Lovino (Romano)

Natalya (Belarus)

Katyusha (Ukraine)

Toris (Lithuania)

Feliks (Poland)

Edward (Estonia)

Raivis (Latvia)

Berwald (Sweden)

Tino (Finland)

Lukas (Norway)

Mathias (Denmark)

Emil (Iceland)

Leon (Hong Kong)

Erika (Lichtenstein)
Basch (Switzerland)

Heracles (Greece)
Sadik (Turkey)

Bella (Belgium)
Abel (Netherlands)

Sebastian (Serborga)

Peter (Sealand)
Wendy (Wy)

Annnnnnd, I think that's it…

So If ya'll couple please suggest some things below by October 30th, I will be internally grateful.

Now, enjoy this chapter!

Alfred woke up to a strange warmth wrapped around him.

His cheeks were a little cold, same goes for the tip of his pink nose.

But, then again, that did nothing to stop him from trying to fall back asleep.

The blonde curled his fist on the cloth even tighter, eyes widening as he felt something underneath the fabric.

Something hard…

With dents…

W-Wait a minute!
What happened last night?!

Alfred's cheeks brightened even more with the color red.

...Was this, he tugged on the clothing, Ivan?

Blue eyes looked up to see a sleeping face.

S-Shit, it was!

Suddenly a rush of last night's activities consumed his head.

Ivan had said he loved him…

Right before he drifted to sleep, too.

He couldn't look away from that face.

It was just so…

So innocent.

No, no…

Innocent wasn't the word.

At peace, yes.

Alfred swallowed the small lump that made it's way up in his throat.

He raised his hand, sliding it up the soft fabric of the Russian's shirt, and all the way to to the strong jawline that Ivan had.

Alfred shuddered a bit from the cold.

Geez…

It would snow any day now, wouldn't it?
And did this family have a heating system, at, like, all?!

Alfred looked at Ivan's lips, seeing how pale they were contrasted to his.

He ran his thumb over those, watching as they parted a bit.

The next thing he knew, he was planting a small kiss on them.

He would've pressed on to Ivan's lips more, hadn't he moved.

Ivan had just moved his neck a bit, burying himself even deeper into the plush pillow.

Alfred immediately blushed at his own actions and backed away.

He gasped as the hand on his hip snaked around his waist, pulling him closer.

Ivan crinkled his nose up for a moment before resuming his peaceful expression, having Alfred let out a breath he didn't even realise he was holding in.

He was so bored!

What else could he do other than just laying here?

It wasn't like he wanted to get up, either!
He was in the big, strong, muscular arms of Ivan.

Ivan, for goodness' sake!

Sighing in defeat, Alfred closed his eyes in hope of getting a bit more sleep.

Who knows?

Maybe he would maybe he wouldn't.

Ringggggggg!

The alarm!

Right when Alfred was about to fall back asleep, the damned thing went off!
Rude!

Ivan crinkled his nose again, opening his eyes to blink the sleep away.

He looked to the semi-asleep American in his arms to quickly let go and back away hurriedly.

His cheeks were inflamed with a brilliant red and he quickly calmed down.

"U-Uh, d-dobroye utro, Fredka."

Alfred blinked the sleepiness away, rubbing his eyes with the balls of his fists.

He yawned softly and his cheeks were dusted over with a bit of pink.

The Russian could only stare at the adornment that was Alfred, "Dobroyuh itro, Vanya."

Ivan chuckled and stretched his arms, "Dobroye utro.", he corrected.

"Dobroyu utro." Alfred said, clumsily messing up the words.

"Dobroye,"
"Dobroye," Alfred brows furrowed.

"Utro."
"Utro."
Ivan smiled and nodded, "Now all together; dobroye utro!"
"D-Dobro… Dobroye utro!"
Alfred looked like a child that realised the day was a snow day.

"Dobroye utro, Fredka."
"Dobroye utro, Vanya!"

And it was utterly adorable to Ivan.

"It means; good morning."
Alfred nodded, smile still plastered on his face.

"Would you like anything specific for breakfast, Fredka?"
Without any hesitation, Alfred shook his head, "Whatever you make will be awesome!"

"Well," Ivan stood, dragging the American behind him by the hand, "Maybe blini or kasha?"
"Bliny? Kasha? What's that?"

Ivan brought him downstairs to the empty kitchen.

"They're types of breakfast foods commonly eaten in Russia."
"Oh, cool!" Alfred looked around, "Hey, where's your family? I thought your sister were going to be home at around four… What about you mother and father?"

Alfred sat down at the kitchen island as he watched Ivan make some type of concoction.

"Well," He cracked an egg into a bowl, "My father works from seven in the morning until around nine at night. It's only about nine right now."
"Wow… Everyday?"

Ivan shook his head, "Only on weekends. Weekdays he works from about six to eight."

"What about everyone else?"
"Well, I'm pretty sure my sisters are still asleep… Natalya and Katyusha should wake up in about two or three hours."

"Cool!" Alfred said brightly, "Do you want me to mix that?"

Ivan nodded and pushed the bowl of ingredients forth, "Is this… Blini?"
"Da, don't overmix it. It'll come out too thick if you do."
"What do they taste like?"
"Very sweet…" Ivan put a finger to his chin in remembrance, "Almost like… Pancakes."

"Sweet! Mattie makes the best pancakes. You'd really have to come over and try some yourself!"
"I would love to." Ivan said eagerly, "What about your family?"
"Oh, well, it's just me, Ma, Pa, Mattie, and Freedom."

"Freedom?"
"He's my mom's hamster…"

The two chatted with each other until the blini was made.

It was a very thin-looking pancake, similar to a crepe.

But…

Less French/Italian.

Ivan sat next to him on the island table.

"Is that chocolate spread?" Alfred asked, pointing to a small, green custard cup.

"Da, and that one," Ivan pointed to an identical-looking bowl, "Is sour cream."

Alfred nodded in understandment and looked down at his food.

There were three of them stacked on his plate, Ivan with the same amount.

"H-How…" He felt stupid for asking this question, "H-How do I eat one…?"

Ivan cocked his head at the question.

"Well, first you pick a topping and-"
"But-... W-What?"
"Here, let me do it for you."
Ivan calmly took the spoon out of one of the chocolate-filled custard cup and spread it across on of the blini.

He put the spoon back and cut the breakfast food with Alfred's utensils.

"Say, ah~." He said blankly.

Alfred's eyes widened.

Ivan was trying to feed him.

Hesitantly, he shakily opened his mouth.

The other put the food in his mouth, waiting until Alfred closed his mouth to remove it.

Once he did, Alfred gave a satisfactory hum.
"I didn't know you could cook so well!"
Ivan blushed in embarrassment, "It's an old family recipe, nothing to brag about, Da…?"
Alfred shook his head, "Mattie may make the best pancakes, and although these are kind of similar, you make the best blini!"
Ivan's cheeks tinted to a pinkish hue and he smiled softly at the American, who was now stuffing his face with the blini.

After about an hour of eating and talking, the two had decided that Alfred should go home as soon as possible.

Neither of them wished for him to be around Natalya when she would wake up, so they both changed and began heading out.

"Are you sure you're not cold?" Ivan asked worriedly, wrapping his favourite scarf around Alfred's frail neck.

Alfred nodded, fixing his hat.

"It's not like it's snowing outside, Vanya."
Ivan shook his head, "I just don't want you getting a fever or something, Fredka."

He took a step back, taking in the image of Alfred.

Alfred was built small, having Ivan's coat practically hang off of him.

The pinkish scarf almost reached a little past his knees, and the hat kept falling off his head.

"Fine…"
"You ready?"

Alfred nodded, watching as Ivan opened the door for him.

Alfred stepped out, waiting for Ivan to come out.

"I-I… I-I can carry my own bookbag, you know."

Ivan nodded and fixed the strap, "I know."
Alfred blushed, and it wasn't from the cold.

How come he had to wear all this layering and IVan was only wearing a sweater?
...Pfft.

Russians.

They walked to Alfred's house in a welcoming silence neither of them really wanted to disturb.

"Are we almost there? I remember you saying your house wasn't far from the school…"

Alfred nodded, "Yep, it's right about,"
He waited until a large, white house came into view, "Here!"

It looked almost similar to Ivan's house, but the yard was a bit bigger and the neighbors were a tad closer.

"Alright," Alfred said as he finally reached the door, "Want to stay for a few, or-?"
Ivan shook his head, "I have a few things I need to finish up on today, sorry."
"R-Right… U-Uh, here!"

Alfred quickly took Ivan's jacket off, handing it to him.

Ivan looked at it and exchanged it for the bookbag.
"O-Okay, um…"

"I… I guess I should go now…?"
Alfred nodded.

"Do svidaniya, Fredka."

"Doy swediniya, Vanya."

Just when Ivan was about to leave, he turned around.

"Do,"
"Do,"
"Svi-"
"Svi-"

"Din-,"

"Din-"
"Niya-."

"Niya."
"Do,"
"Do,"
"Svidaniya."
"Svidaniya."

"Do svidaniya, Fredka."

Alfred took a step closer.

Somewhere in the pronunciation lesson, they've stepped closer and closer to each other.

Alfred's lips ghosted over Ivan's and they bother leant in for a kiss.

It was just a small peck, not much.

But it was enough to get the message across.

"Do svidaniya, Vanya." Alfred said quietly as he turned around and shut the door to his house.

Ivan smiled and shut his eyes.

He was under a spell, wasn't he?

Alfred watched as Ivan left from Matthew's window.

"Matthew!" He yelled as soon as his twin walked in the room.

"Yeah, eh?"

"Guess what? Guess what? Guess what?!"

"Uh…" Matthew actually began thinking, "You… Slept with the Russian while you were on you, quote-unquote, 'study date'?"

Matthew made air quotations around the last two words.

Alfred shook his head.

"Nope! We have nicknames for eachother now, though!"

Matthew's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Nick… Names...?"
Alfred nodded eagerly, "I'm Fredka and he's Vanya!"
"Cute…?"
"Very! And that's not all."
"I-It's not?"
Alfred shook his head, "He gave me a kiss at the door!"

Well…

It was more like he gave Ivan a kiss at the door, but, still!"

"So…" Matthew plopped on his bed as he watched his brother spin mercilessly from excitement in his rolly chair, "Are you two, like… A thing?"
Alfred topped spinning and shrugged, "I don't know."

Just then, his phone rang.

"Huh?" He took it out of his pants pocket, "It's Iggy…"
He swiped the answer button and put the phone to his ear, "Ye-ellow? Hero, here! How may I help you?"
"Alfred, shut the bloody Hell up."

"Iggy?"
"Francis is having another Halloween party this year and want you and your brother to go."
"..." Alfred looked at Matthew, "What if we don't?"
Arthur sighed into the phone, "Do you really want to know? Because it's probably something perverted. You know how Francis is."

Alfred gulped, "Okay, okay… I-I guess we can go."
"There's going to be a costume competition to see who has the best costume. It starts at nine to one, or something…"
"And when is it?"
"Halloween night."
After a moment of wondering, Alfred turned to Mattie.

"Francis is having a Halloween party. Want to come?"
Matthew nodded without even looking up from his phone.

"Alright, dude, you have two guests coming!" Alfred said brightly into the phone.

"Alright, I'll notify the frog. See you then, Alfred."

"Bye, Iggy!"
"That's not my nam-"

"Okay, Mattie," Matthew looked up to his brother and propped himself up on his elbow.

"Mm?"
"I have the best Halloween costumes for us!"

HOOOOOOOMAHGAWD!
I screech.

HAVE ANY OF YOU WATCHED THAT NEW YURI ON ICE EPISODE?!
I SCREECH EVEN HARDER!
SCREEEEEEECCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHH!
If you haven't seen the episode, watch it.

N O W!

Okay, well…

Next chapter will be uploaded one; THE NIGHT OF HALLOWEEN!
Because, you know, it's a Halloween Special type of chapter?

No?

...Okay.

Anywho, I just adore the RusAme and PruCan in here.

It really brings back those moments in which I would wish I wasn't lonely anymore…

Yeaaaahhhh…

…

So, I guess you can say;

I fEEL TRIGGERED!

I need to stahp.

Alright, see you peeps sooooooon!

WOOOOOOOOOO!

Ciao, ciao, Lovelies!
Oh~!

And I still need costume ideas!
Please halp!

Just for these little llamas though;