Just for a laugh NOTE: Many of you said that it was either France / Prussia who raped Yao. Well, I leave it to your imagination.

This chapter is not as long... I am dividing it so we have a full nice throttle angst next chapt.

"I won't leave you like this, da," Russia whispered, loud enough for China to hear, "I would regret it if I left you like this."

China pretended he didn't hear anything and fell asleep.

*****

Morning came as usual. He could feel his natural clock working. It's morning and he needs to wake up. No matter how he wished for no tomorrow. A new day will come and all he could do was fight. Fight Yao

His back was in pain. China flinched and opened up the blanket around him, just to realize he was alone. There was no Japan, and there was no… Russia.

"I won't leave you like this, da. I would regret it if I left you like this."

China believed he heard that last night, but he pretended not to hear. And he was right. Russia won't stay. It was just another big empty promise to make China open the blanket. No. It was just lie. It always was.

Funny how he found his heart throbbing. He should be used to those kind of lies. He should have known; he should have known better than to hope for something silly like that.

China rose up and folded the blanket, putting it inside the cupboard when suddenly Russia entered the room.

"Morning, da? You woke up already? I brought some food, Yao~!" Russia came in uninvited (as usual) and put the bags he brought with him on the floor. "I did my first shopping, da! I bought milk and sandwich, but since I don't know what you liked, Yao, I rought sandwiches in 5 different flavours. I got tuna, vegetarian, ham, bacon and chicken. Which one would you eat, da?"

"Young master… why are you here, aru?"

"I was hungry and you didn't seem to be waking up soon, so I did my own shopping, da?" Russia gleefully smiled. He opened the bags and revealed many snacks. "I also brought snacks~ It was awesome that they have so many snacks around, Yao!"

China, upon realizing he was brooding without reason before, blushed; he felt rather embarrassed and guilty. He smiled because somehow, he could sense the real affection from the enormous Russian.

"Thank you… aru."

"Yes?" Russia didn't pay attention to the lithe man because he was busy comparing which snacks he would eat first. He looked at China, all serious. "Do you think I should eat the popcorn or Corn chips first?"

China snorted into his hands. He smiled before spoke in his usual 'fussy' manner, "Not both, aru! You shouldn't eat snacks before a meal, aru!"

Russia pouted and muttered 'fussy…' under his breath. China laughed and pretended that he was mad, before he eventually gave Russia a small packet of corn chips to eat before breakfast. Russia laughed and shared the chips with China. They enjoyed a good (actually, quite hectic) breakfast consisting of sandwiches, milk spills, snacks, feeding each other, and a kiss.

China was shocked himself with the way things proceeded. He was even more surprised when he didn't fight and surrendered to the man. He eventually found that he was locked inside the Russian's arms.

"I am glad, da."

That sentence again. China couldn't comprehend what he meant, yet he could feel the sincerity. That Russia actually… did worry about him.

*******

"I can give you a day off, Yao. You don't need to go to my mansion today."

"No, aru. I feel fine and I do need the work, aru." China smiled while closing the door behind him. Russia glomped over the smaller man.

"Yao~ I told you that you can rest… or I will have to make you rest today~"

"What, you want to beat me up until I can't wake up, aru?" China hissed, trying to release himself from the Russian's body. It was too heavy and he was only half hearted when he tried, so in the end Russia glomped over his body the whole way to the mansion.

"I wouldn't beat you up, da," Russia whispered softly, "I would tend to you so gently that you wouldn't want any other man to touch you, ever."

"I… I am a man, aru."

"I just need you and no one else matters, da."

China blushed in silence, pretending he didn't hear what Russia said. They walked slowly, each drown in their own world, realizing that once they entered the mansion's gate, they would be a master and maid, a professional relationship.

Sad.

China went to the changing room and put on the maid uniform. He smiled, sighing heavily. The maid costume he hated so much somehow had brought him a step closer to an individual named Ivan Braginski, a spoiled young prince that never would have had anything to do with him if not for the maid costume. If not for his younger brother, Japan, who feel in love and eloped with Russia's brother. If not for the his lost of job. If not for the fact his parents sold him off.

Maybe he deserved it. Maybe this time, he really deserved to be loved. He could get the affection he never got from his own parents. Having Russia beside him felt so naturally calming and comfortable. Maybe it was the turning point. Maybe he could believe the Russian and go along with the flow. Maybe he really… liked Russia.

China unconsciously smiled when he came out of the room, happily being happy. He was on cloud five (not nine yet) but almost. It was almost the best day in his life.

He stopped when he saw Russia walking from the other end of the corridor. He smiled and waved, but apparently he was in no mood to cuddle. The man grabbed China hard on both of his shoulders, staring down so seriously that China was afraid.

"Wha… What happened, aru?" China asked worriedly.

"Listen, Yao. Don't panic, listen calmly. Don't panic and faint, okay?" Russia's voice was trembling; he was shaking. China nodded just to calm the bigger man.

"What…"

"There you are, Ivan!" suddenly a voice he knew greeted them. China looked over the big man to find a set of huge breasts. Ukraine. "I have been searching for you the whole night! Where did you go? Don't tell me you spent your night in other people's homes… don't you miss your own mother?"

"Mother," Russia swallowed, "Good morning."

"Good morning, son. Good thing you still remember my voice as your mother… who is there? What are you doing…," Ukraine trailed when she saw what she saw. China's face reminded her of someone, "Wait… I know you…"

"Mother, I think you better return to the library, da? I have something to tell you." Russia smiled. "I will meet you there in 20 minutes, da? Please?"

"What happened, Ivan?" Ukraine smiled. "You looked so worked out and exhausted… and I know it! I remember! You are the man in cheongsam last night.…"

Ukraine stopped smiling. She looked upset and her face darkened. "Ivan, let him go. NOW."

"Mother, you are wrong, he's not him. Yesterday was…"

"I know what I see, Ivan. He is… a maid? In our own mansion, even? Are you out of your mind?"

"Mother, please. This is not the time and place to make any fuss, da?"

China shrunk himself beside Russia. He could see how Ukraine's reaction was normal and what he expected. Of course, higher ups like her wouldn't want her own son having an affair with a man- a maid in her own house too boot. It might have felt like having her son married to a rat.

China had forgotten the most important thing because he was too busy being happy over Russia's small affectionate gestures, the talks and the smiles. He should have known better. They were ill-suited. They were not good enough to be together. He was the one who was not good enough to stand beside the Russian.

So much for the short-lived happiness.

"I won't make any fuss once you let him go, Ivan. You have deceived me and told me he was a noble from the Orient; I took it literally and I believed you. I forgave you for having an affair with a man because I thought you would eventually marry to a good lady and your affair will be over with no offspring. But a maid? I can't tolerate that, Ivan. Even though I am a good mother, yet…."

"Mother, please. Don't talk about this now, okay? I just got his hand in mine, I don't want to scare him, da? I need to tell him something more important.…"

"Tell him you are wrong.," Ukraine cut in coldly, turning to China. "You—what's your name?"

"I am Wang Yao, aru."

"Wang, yes, I would like you to stop working here. I will see to your wages and I will get you your dismissal fee. I would like you to stop communicate in any way with my son."

China nodded solemnly and walked back. Russia sighed and pulled him back, holding him tight. "No, mother. You don't understand."

"YOU don't understand," China shouted, "You should try and understand your mother, young master. What she said is true, and there is no future for you flirting maid, aru." He tried to free himself from Russia's grasp, yet Russia was getting more and more emotional by the second and his strength increase proportionally with his anger.

"YOU should listen to me too, da," Russia shouted back, "You always run from my affection, deceiving yourself and denying any feeling I have for you. You think I would stay by you if I am only flirting, da? Do you think I would get you sandwiches, bankrupting that stupid mongrel and send him an arrest letter this morning for FUN, da? I would prefer to live my life as nice as possible, da? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in such a panic when I heard the news, da!!!"

"Wha…," China was too stunned to continue. Ukraine looked at their little drama in fury.

"I don't care what your relationship is with that maid, Ivan, but I order you to let him go, NOW!"

"NO!" Russia shouted back to his mother, "YOU also need to listen! Because you are the one who will tell step father! Heracles' plane just had an accident in the Pacific Sea!!!"

"Wha…." Both Ukraine and China didn't get the meaning of the news Russia said. Russia sighed.

"Mother, that dear step brother of mine married this maid's brother da. If you don't believe it, it's up to you, but they married legally in America. Like it or not, this man over here is your in-law. And Yao, listen to me and don't panic, please. Their plane crashed… and no one survived."

"You are joking, aru." China trembled. "T..they weren't suppose to come home for another week, aru."

"They are in the passengers list. I checked it three times, myself," Russia spoke in an apologetic tone, feeling it was like his fault that the plane crashed.

"So… Heracles is dea…?" Ukraine closed her opened mouth with her hands.

Russia was torn between saving his mother (who was apparently ready to fake-faint) or China (who, apparently, was ready to real-faint). China was suddenly so pale, like all blood stopped rushing to his head. Russia caught his mother, who fell down graciously first and he let go China, who walked away like a zombie.

Russia tried to call the small Asian yet his mother was clutching to him.

"No," She whispered. Russia was stuck holding his mother; he could only watch as China walked away.

******

He knew he should have followed China. Yet his mother was persistent that Russia should stay by her side and didn't let him go from the house. Until she was sedated by the doctor, which was 3 hours afterward, Russia could only blame himself for being a weak lover.

What was the Asian doing right now? Was he brooding? Was he depressed? Was he… crying? China would be crying alone. Again. Russia hit the bed pole. He didn't care much about his step brother or that brother of China's, but he knew that Japan meant everything for the beauty. If Japan was gone, then… there was no more life support for China. He might be as well be killing himself right now.

Once his mother was fast asleep, he ran through the door.

Yao's home, now, da!

see what I mean? LOL.

Sorry I couldn't get any fluff now. The sory is getting to an end (yes DX). I am really sorry.