Disclaimer: I do not own. If I did, people would understand Russia is NOT a rapist. He is the perfect uke!

Warning: Jealousy, yaoi, hotness, cuteness, and more. Also UKE RUSSIA! 3

A/N: Privet~! sorry about taking so long, if it's not one thing it's another problem. Trust me, I am trying to write whenever I can but life has picked up again and I find myself having little time for anything else.

I'm so glad that my writing hasn't changed, or as some said, has gotten better. You don't know how worried I was about it!

and it was my friend RussianPinkGoku that helped my inspiration this time XD Thank you!

Russia, Oh Russia

"C-China...what a-are you doing here!?" Russia scooted back slightly on his bed, his body reacting even though his mind struggled to keep up.

Russia didn't want to appear scared but he couldn't help it, he wanted to run away right now. Russia should never run away but he felt the urge now.

"T-This is my room. I want you to leave." He tried to strengthen his voice but China's growing grin made his voice come out smaller than he would have liked.

"No..I don't think I will." China said slowly, walking, no, stalking towards Russia.

"I believe we have some unfinished business my little Ru-ru. You ran out on our Tea date, so I thought we could have another one...right..now." China chuckled.

"I..." Russia gulped and scoot back even more. His hand clutched the edge of the bed and he quickly stood up "I don't want to have tea with you anymore."

"Hm?" China slowly tilted his head, his expression turning blank though his eyes hardened.

"I did not like what you did to me so I don't want to have tea with you anymore." Russia swallowed back his unease and continued "In fact, I don't really want to see you for a while...I don't feel...correct with you".

He almost said safe instead of correct but he didn't like how the word made him feel weak and needy.

"Correct?" China suddenly grinned and chuckled again "You don't feel correct with me?"

China walked towards Russia again, watching as the fair skinned nation almost backed up into the wall.

"It's not the matter of feeling 'correct' my sweet Ru-ru. In any case, you will feel 'correct' soon enough." China suddenly lunged forward, pinning the other nation to the wall.

Russia gave a cry of surprise and tried to back away when he found himself pinned to the wall. He held back a whimper of fear and tried to calm his racing heart.

"China, let go of me now! I do not want to play this game with you!" Russia said, trying to be forceful.

"This isn't a game Russia~" China knocked Russia's legs apart so that the nation would fall to the ground.

Russia gasped as he fell to his backside. He felt himself be pressed against the wall harshly then turned his head away as China came close to him.

China's lips traced Russia's ear, causing the said nation to shudder in horror. China's breath caressed Russia's ear as he whispered "I'm here to take you..." he chuckled darkly causing a cold dread to fill Russia, "...to make you one with China~"

Russia shuddered, feeling a new fear with those words. Tears filled his eyes as a stray thought passed his mind, was this what the other nation's felt when he said this? How cruel was it that now he was hearing those words in such a chilling light. Russia flinched as he felt China's hand travel up his leg to press against him intimately. Russia choked on his own terrified breath.

"No!" He cried out as he grabbed the first thing he could and slammed it against China's head. He barely realized that he had grabbed his faucet pipe to protect himself.

The nation went down, collapsing to the floor to Russia's side. Russia gasped for air, tears falling harder from his aching eyes. He glanced down at China's still form then flinched as he saw the short nation move just slightly. Before Russia could understand what he was doing, he launched himself to his feet and tore open his door, running out of his room like he had hell hounds at his feet.

Russia felt his lungs constrict with the need to breathe, but he couldn't force the air into his chest. His eyes frantically searched for somewhere to hide when a door began to open. He took a sharp turn and forced himself into the room, shutting the door behind his and locking it.

He turned, ready to plead or threaten the other person, anything that would allow him to stay safe and away from China. He gripped his faucet pipe then quickly looked away from the door when he heard a familiar voice say his name.

"Russia?"

"Greece?" Russia gasped the nations name.

There Greece was, standing in nothing but low hanging sweats, and it was honestly the best sight Russia could see right now. Not because of the other nation's state of dress, but because he believed that he hand nothing to fear from him. Russia trembled and dropped his faucet pipe. He could not find any shame in the tears that now fell from his eyes but still tried to quiet his sudden sobs.

Greece's eyes widened and he immediately pulled the crying Russian to him.

"Russia! Why are you crying!?" His tone slightly desperate to find out the cause of these heart wrenching tears.

Russia pressed against Greece, holding onto him tightly. He shook his head, no wanting to speak about what had just happened, he just needed this warm hold that Greece was giving him. He trembled harder as he hid his sobs in Greece's chest, not even feeling himself be picked up.

Greece lifted Russia easily, bringing the nation to his bed so they could lay down while he comforted the other. He set Russia down and lay next to him quickly, not allowing their bodies to separate even once.

"Russia, please...tell me what has happened. I want to help you...I will make sure that it never happens again!" Greece tightened his grip on Russia, as if that would prove how seriously he felt about this.

Russia hiccuped and slowly lifted his head, his eyes red rimmed from how hard he was crying. Still crying. He ducked his head back down in shame and said

"I...I was overtaken for a while, I won't let it happen again." He said so quietly, as if he wished that Greece would not hear.

Greece did hear it though and those words made his body tense with rage.

"Who." He practically growled "Who dared to do this to you!"

Russia's breath hitched with shock. It sounded like Greece really, truly, cared. That spare thought made him feel a little lighter, it only proved what Greece had done earlier was true. He wanted to tell Greece what happened, to know what Greece would do with the information. Yet part of him was now feeling so ashamed at letting it happen in the first place. It was that feeling that made his mouth snap shut after opening it to tell.

Greece hugged Russia tightly, having seen that indecision "Please Russia...I will beg if I have to." he said seriously.

Russia blushed with embarrassment and a hint of that shame, but he felt his lips part again to answer, "C-China...he...he just surprised me. I mean after what happened..." soon, Russia found himself telling Greece everything.

Russia spoke of how China first invited him for tea, of how strangely he acted then of the first violation and how Germany had saved him from it. Then of what had just happened, that China had been in his room and frightened him. He even told Greece what China said to him, that he never heard his words in such light before and that he was scared that that was what others thought when he said it. Shame, embarrassment, and guilt filled him as he recalled everything that happened. Russia felt like he should have been stronger, that he should have been able to protect himself!

His train of thought was cut off as Greece spoke to him.

"You will sleep in here tonight. And tomorrow, I will take care of this problem." Greece said, telling and promising Russia.

Russia bit his lip and could do nothing but nod, not that he wanted to do much else. He felt so tired now, as if Greece's words had been a trigger.

"May I sleep now?" Russia mumbled, pressing his face against Greece's chest again, but to hide a yawn this time.

Greece had to smile, glad to know that Russia felt such ease around him. "Yes" he said, reaching and pulling his covers up and over them both.

"Sleep, my lovely Russia. Everything will be better in the morning." Greece whispered, reaching to stroke Russia's cheek.

He smiled again as Russia slowly nuzzled his hand and quickly fell asleep. Greece pulled Russia closer to him again and tucked Russia's head under his own, cradling the nation to him. He closed his own eyes, a plan forming in his mind.

"I will fix this Russia...even if I have to ask for help." He promised to the sleeping nation before letting sleep claim him as well.

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