Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.
Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
I genderbented Belarus, because I'm still an AmeBel fan... But Y!Gallery won't allow any hetero.
Natalia, is now Nicolas. Also, Ukraine will be Irunya, because it sounds cool. I hate Maria (fucking whore! ARGH! JUST. STAY. DEAD! *Pants in anger*) and I'm probably gonna use "Sofia" with something else, someday... Maybe... Fucking... Maria...
APHAPHAPH
"Alfred~" Ivan pushed on Alfred's shoulder to wake him up. "We're here~!"
"Huh?" Alfred sat up. He blinked a few times, before realizing that he was sleeping on Ivan's shoulder.
"We're here." Alfred noticed that the other two males left the car right then. "Come on. I'll introduce you to my siblings, before leaving you to explore. Well, one of them is half, but I treat him like he's completely related to me."
"Half brother?" Ivan nodded.
"Da! One of them is from a mother in Belarus, and the other was from Ukraine. Y'see, my Russian father married a women from Ukraine, and had two kids- me, and my older sister. However, my mother got sick and died shortly after I was born."
"Oh... I'm... Sorry to hear that." Alfred couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if HIS mother died while he was still so young.
"Don't be. I never knew her. A few years later, he met a woman from Belarus, and had a son with her. Well, shall we go inside? They're waiting to see you."
"Yeah." Alfred got out of the car, but waited for Ivan, before walking towards the large house. 'Holy shit... And I thought that one man with the three girl's house was big.' He tried to hide his amazement from Ivan, though. "So um... That makes you only half Russian, and half Ukrainian."
"Da, but I was born and raised in Russia." Ivan took Alfred's hand, and walked towards his house.
"You say "da" a lot..." Alfred noticed.
"That's because "da," is "yes," but in Russian."
"Oh..."
"We're home~!" Ivan suddenly said, while walking into his house. "And I have the American with me!"
"Welcome home!" A girl with ash-white hair, with a yellow bandana in it, came in, but that's not what Alfred first noticed about her. Not by a long shot.
'HOLY SHIT! And I thought this house was big! I wouldn't mind being HER- WHAT AM I THINKING?!'
"Alfred, this is my older sister, Irunya, and my younger brother behind her, Nicolas."
"N-Nice to meet you. I'm Alfred Jones." 'Wait a second... There was someone behind her?!' That "someone," Nicolas, ran up to them and clung onto Ivan's arm, while glaring at him.
"Nicolas, be nice to our guest!" Irunya said.
"Guest?" He's just another slave who's going to be taking up big brother's time."
"What?!" Alfred snapped. "Excuse me, but it's not like I asked for this!" Nicolas growled and squeezed Ivan's arm.
"Listen to your big sister, Nicolas. I won't like it if you are mean to Alfred." Ivan told him. Nicolas scoffed and looked away from Alfred.
'I can already tell that I'm just going to LOVE it here...'
Alfred didn't understand why he was there, if Nicolas was going to literally be clinging onto his brother the entire time. Ivan looked anything but pleased. Alfred could tell that he wanted his little half brother off of him.
"Nicolas, I can't exactly cook if you're going to hold me like that..." Ivan, by this point, was literally trying to wave Nicolas off of him.
"Why don't you get the brown haired loser and the violet-eyed kid to do it for you?"
"Well, I was actually hoping to cook with Alfred, and maybe get to know him a bit better."
'Don't bring me into this!'
"I can help you, instead!"
Ivan sighed. "Um... You can help set up the table, then? Or, you can help by chopping vegetables with Toris."
"Why would I want to do that?" He hissed.
"You just offered to help! I guess you can come with us to get groceries. I want to bring Alfred along, so he can see Russia, as well, and maybe Irunya."
"Why can't we do anything by ourselves anymore?!"
'Because you're a crazy man who's obsessed with the idea of being married to your BROTHER!' Ivan thought to himself.
'Do I want to know why he said "anymore?"' Alfred wondered. 'Probably not.' He sighed. "I would want to see more of Russia, actually. I didn't get to see much of it, because I was sleeping most of the time in the car, anyway."
"See? This trip would benefit all of us!"
"Not me."
"Do you want to stay here instead?"
Nicolas sighed. "Let's just go already..."
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Alfred, Ivan, Irunya, and Nicolas, were walking to their destination, which wasn't what Alfred expected, exactly. Ivan was writing down what he needs for whatever he was planning on making. Nicolas was falling behind, which made Alfred believe that he was getting tired.
"Are you okay, Nicolas?" He asked. Nicolas glared at him with a tired, yet angry look in his eyes. "Alright. I'm sorry for asking." He said, sarcastically.
"I'm not weak... And besides, I have big brother to protect me if anything bad happens..."
Alfred shrugged and kept on walking in between Irunya and Ivan. Alfred was noticing changes in the neighborhoods, the further away from their home they were getting. Irunya started getting clingy to Ivan, and talked to him in a language he doesn't understand.
"Ivan, I'm getting a weird feeling from this neighborhood, and at this time of the day..."
"It should be alright. If anything happens, I'll protect you. Of course I will."
Alfred decided to look behind him to check on Nicolas again, but he wasn't there. 'Did he fall too far behind?' He turned around completely and started running back.
"Alfred?!" He heard Ivan say, but he didn't pay any attention to the voice. He didn't have to run far before he heard Nicolas' yelling in an alleyway.
Nicolas was being mugged by some strange man with a broken glass bottle. Alfred's first instinct was to tackle the man to the ground. The surprise attack made the man drop his bottle.
"Go get Ivan!" He screamed. He could smell the strong scent of alcohol from the man.
"I could have taken care of him myself!"
'HOW RUDE!' Alfred had to wrestle with the guy to keep him down. "Just do it!"
"No need." The two men turned to see Ivan and Irunya. "What happened?"
"This man was trying to mug me for money. Alfred tackled him before I could even take my knife out."
'...What did he just say? A knife..?'
"Well, all is taken care of now, without any bloodshed. I'll call the police, and they can take care of this man."
Nicolas clung onto Ivan's arm, once again, and pouted. "Um... I... Guess I should thank you..." A light shade of pink dusted his face. "Even if I COULD handle it on my own..."
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Hours later, and Alfred was in bed. 'Had you ever had vodka, Alfred~?' Well, he has now. He had three shots, before he decided that it was probably enough. His head was swimming.
He figured that everyone else was actually getting drunk. He was just glad that they weren't going to force him into anything more. He kept on playing the event that happened earlier that day over and over in his head.
'I was like a super hero just then!'
The door was opened in the middle of his thoughts. He looked, fully expecting Ivan, but instead, an obviously drunk Nicolas came in.
"I don't think I thank you properly..." He said, in a drunken slur.
"No thanks is needed. Though, I would appreciate it if I um... I get some sleep."
"I wanna thank you properly..." He repeated, while slowly taking off his clothes.
"Oh, um..." Alfred's face flushed a nice shade of pink. If there was ever a hot man for a guy like him, Nicolas was the one, and now that he was stripping for him... Alfred didn't know what else to think of such a thing in his current mental state.
"What's wrong? Do you not want me?" Nicolas pouted. The way he pouted, however, was so... Cute.
"No- Yes- I mean... It's not that."
"Then, what is it?"
"I, um..." Before he could even answer, vodka-tasting lips were on his own. It was weird, but he felt himself responding. He felt that he wanted Nicolas, but he quickly blamed that on the alcohol. He figured that it was probably as consensual as it would get, for the rest of his life, though.
He dominated the begging man, that night...