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It was three weeks later and Ivan had literally watched the door every hour of every day since the call with Yong-Soo. Yao had wonder what he could possibly be up to. It wasn't like Ivan. He seemed to be waiting for someone, Yao thought.

Alas the day finally came when there was a knock on the door. It was two in the morning, and Yao just happened to be up vomiting as usual at that time. When he heard the knock first he thought he was hearing things but then two more knocks and he knew that there was someone there. He walked down to the sitting room without waking Ivan and opened the door.

"Yong- Soo?" Yao said before rubbing his eyes just in case he was seeing things.
"Aniki! Anyong haseyo!" Yong- Soo smiled, waving at his brother.
"Wait, why are you here, aru?" Yao asked.
"Oh, yeah! Ivan invited me over!" Yong-Soo laughed. "He said we needed to talk about what happened on that day we had-".

"Yes I get it, aru!" Interrupted Yao. "But, why wouldn't tell me?".

Yong-Soo shrugged his shoulders before letting himself in to his brother's house. He jumped onto the couch as Yao closed the door. "Excuse me, don't get to comfortable, I'll be kicking you out soon, aru!" Yao explained sitting beside his brother.

Yong-Soo laughed, slyly putting his arm around Yao's shoulders. Yao just sighed looking away into the kitchen. "Oh, come on! I can't be that bad, I mean I bet you really do love me!" Yong- Soo grinned leaning a bit closer to Yao.

"You're not that bad, but you just... are to in love with me, aru!" Yao stated but Yong-Soo ignored him. Yong-Soo moved extremely close then and began to nibble and lick at Yao's ear.
"Y-Yong-Soo!" The Chinese man moaned. "Please stop, aru! Ivan is upstairs!".

"Oh, so If he wasn't you'd do it with me again?" The Korean purred. Somehow Yao found the strength and pushed the younger nation off him. Yong-Soo landed with a huff onto the ground. When he got up he was rubbing his back, which made Yao feel a little bad for what he did.

"Gods Yao! It's easy to upset you!" The Korean said before sitting back beside him. The sound of doors opening upstairs indicated that Ivan was awake. The Korean quickly separated himself from his brother once again before the sound of the Russian coming down the stairs could be heard.

"Yao. Are you o-" Ivan stopped when he saw the Korean. "Yong- Soo...?"
Yong-Soo waved, "Hello Ivan! You told me to come so I did!". Yao looked over at Ivan with a very angry look. The Russian laughed nervously, "Da, but not so soon and early in the morning!".

Ivan, by then, had reached the end of the stairs and was walking less than slowly over to the couch. "Yes well I just thought I can't wait to see you and what would be the point of staying in a hotel when I have my two brothers living here!?" Yong- Soo smiled as if he hadn't just attacked his brother, clumsily playing with his hair.

Yao just sighed looking back at Ivan who had just sat down across from them. "Well you're welcome to stay!" Ivan smiled. "Thanks!" The Korean replied.

A while later Yao had shown Yong-Soo his room before going back to bed himself. Why was that idiot here? Why did Ivan invite him? All these thoughts were floating around Yao's mind, which made it incredibly hard for him to rest.

The next morning Yao, having thought it was all a nightmare, was quickly brought back to reality when he realised that in fact his brother was still there. He lay on the couch, curled up it a little ball. His stomach wouldn't stop paining him. This baby must really not like him, he thought taking a deep breath as a wave of nausea passed over him.

The make matters worse Yong- Soo had come in and began to talk non-stop about absolute nonsense that Yao had no intention of listening to. He was so sick!

Ivan watched his husband from afar because to be honest with himself he was scared. Scared that Yao might kill him for inviting Yong-Soo over and saying he could stay and on top of that kept lying saying there was no one coming. Yao was going to murder him!

He took his chance and went over to sit beside his sick husband who had been tossing and turning all night. "So, Yong-Soo, will we talk about what happened, da?" The Russian asked and Yao immediately sat up. "What happened when, aru? Ivan! You invited him over so he'd tell you, didn't you, aru?" Yao said with a frown.

"Da! But I need to know! The curiosity is killing me!" Ivan complained. Yao sighed, muttering 'pervert' under his breath. Yong- Soo looked over at Yao. "Do you want to tell him?" He asked. "Fine, aru. I mean you've come all the way to tell him, so, let's tell him!" Yao said taking another deep breath...

...

He had lost everything. Everything was gone. Everything was torn apart. He stumbled through the ruins of his cities. The cities that were once so brightly coloured, but now...now they were filled with nothing but darkness.

Every step he seemed to become weaker and lose more blood. How could his brother have done that to him? His own brother that he thought he raised so well. He fell into the door of his house where his younger brother couldn't do anything but stare.

"Y-Yao!" He ran over to his brother who had just collapsed into the door. "W-what happened?" He asked tears rolling down his face. "I-it was K-Kiku, h-he stabbed me!" The Chinese man stammered because of the pain. The both man and teen were now crying and Yao held tighter onto Yong-Soo's robe.

"Come on let's take this off you." Yong-Soo said before helping Yao out of his bloody robe. He lay the man down on his stomach, wanting to inspect his wound. A deep gash. It would probably leave a scar. Yong-Soo ran over to the cupboard and ran back over with bandages. After covering his back he noticed that it had began to rain heavily.

Yao was lay onto his back then and Yong-Soo couldn't help but stare at the topless man under him.

"Hey Yao," Yong-Soo said trailing his finger down Yao's chest and watched as the man moaned under him. "If we did it now... well, would you mind?"

Yao looked kind of confused which made him look cuter. Then lightning struck and the light brightened up Yao's face in the dark. Yong-Soo could see tears rolling down his face. It upset him so much to see Yao like this. Why would Kiku hurt his own brother? What good came out of it?

"Yong-Soo," Yao mumbled. "T-touch me...". Yong-Soo's eyes widened. "Please Yong-Soo, I need you. Want you to t-touch me...!"

...

"So, it was Yao who wanted it, da?" Ivan asked directing the question at Yao. Yao was blushing like mad. At least he didn't describe exactly what happened! "Well yes, aru. But I was in need of some love... after all I was just stabbed, aru!" Yao tried to explain, but Ivan kept giving him a stare.

"Quit Staring at me! You where the one who wanted to know, aru!" The Chinese man was about to lose his temper. "I just thought that maybe Yong-Soo raped you or something!" The Russian shouted back. "Hey!" The Korean whimpered.

"No! Why would you think that!?" Yao screamed. "Well... I don't know!" Ivan said before calming himself down. "Ugh!" The Chinese man sighed. "M-Maybe I should g-go!" Yong- Soo said before trying to stand. "You! Sit down, we're not finished!" Yao shouted and he obeyed his brother.

"Look, okay maybe I didn't want to know the truth but I'm still glad you told me!" Ivan smiled dragging his husband into his embrace.

"Well actually, there's one more thing!" Yong-Soo said and both other nations looked up in confusion.

"What is it, aru?" Yao asked. "Eh, well remember after we did it..."

"Yes?"

"Well, You were snuggled up to me and you said 'Yong-Soo I love you and no matter what I always will...'" The Korean said nervously.

"What!?"

Sorry this came out so late but I had no ideas! Oh, the irony! Anyway Hope you liked!

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