A Little More Than Two Weeks.

She couldn't go back to her room they would find her there; so for now all Russia could do was run. She skidded round a corner looking at all the rooms she ran past wondering how the owners would feel if she burst in.

spotting a slightly open door she decided she couldn't run any more and to take her chances with the occupant. Diving into the room she startled the one already inside,

"Aiyaa, who are you aru?" The gasped. Russia just made a shushing movement with her hand before quietly but quickly closing the door and waiting silently. It wasn't long before the voice of the one that had been following Russia through the hotel could be heard.

"Sister, sister, where are you? Why wont you marry me?" At its sound Russia visibly shuddered, but it soon passed the room and faded down the corridor.

Russia breathed a sigh of relief before turning to the rooms occupant; one of the Asian Nations, who was sat at the room's small table which was piled high with books.

"Privet, I'm sorry for bursting in like that but I really needed to hide from them." She apologized with a smile.

"I could hear that, though I would rather you had knocked first, that was quite rude, aru." The other Nation frowned not moving from where she was seated, the look was similar to one someone would give when scolding a child. Russia decided she liked this Nation, so far all the other Nations she had met had been frightened of her, (except Belarus but she'd rather not think about Belarus) so she felt that someone who wasn't afraid of her to the extent the could scold her must be worth knowing.

"I didn't mean to be rude." Russia said moving to join the other Nation, "But I didn't have time to knock."

"I suppose I can forgive you this time, but don't do it again aru." The other Nation sighed and leaned back in their chair, "I guess since you invaded my room I should ask who you are."

"Da, I should introduce myself I am Rossiykaya Federatsiya, and you are?"

"Zhōnghuá Rénmín Gōnghéguó, but I suppose you would call me China, aru."

"And you would call me Russia, da."

"If you wish." China took a sip of her tea on the table, looking over her cup she caught Russia's hopeful (if slightly creepy) smile, "If you would like to stay for tea you may." Russia's hopeful smile grew so that she was positively beaming (it was still creepy though).

"Da, and then we can be friends." China smiled back softly, Russia knew the way she said it made the statement seem imposing or demanding but she didn't mean it that way it was just how she was, and she hoped that China's smile meant that she saw Russia's true intentions of the simple desire to make friends.

"We'll have to see about that," China replied, "but I warn you if you are merely seeking information about my country my government made sure I knew what I could and couldn't talk about and I will not do anything which goes against my country's interests."

"I was the same, surely we can be friends without involving our countries?" Russia looked at China quizzically, this was the first chance she'd had to make a real friend, someone who wasn't scared of her and wasn't a stalker, and she wasn't about to let politics stop it.

"Possibly, but I'm sure you're not supposed to have to what you can and can't say around your friends, isn't friendship supposed to be easy." China pointed out.

"You say that like you think you've never had friends before?"

"I never had the chance," She waved a hand towards a wheelchair Russia hadn't noticed until now parked next to where she was seated, "even now I'm restricted in where I can go."

"Is there something wrong with your legs? Are you hurt?" Russia was worried for her new friend, worried that something had happened that left her sad and alone, but also worried that whatever magic had healed her own leg injury had not helped China.

"it's not my legs, or at least it wasn't..." China took a deep breath pausing for a moment as if thinking what to say, "I was born sick, my lungs didn't form properly, I was only supposed to live for two weeks and as I grew older the doctors would always say that all the information told them I should die in the next two weeks. But my parents paid for me to be on a machine to keep me breathing, it was painful but it kept me alive, but it kept me bedridden, I never learnt to walk." China smiled sadly, "Whatever made us what we are fixed my lungs but I need to learn to walk and build up the muscles in my legs so that they are strong enough to support me, until then I'm stuck in that which is too tiring to go far." Russia felt stunned for a moment, surprised somebody could live like that, never walking meant never dancing and even though she wasn't a dancer any more she wouldn't trade the years that she was for anything. Not to mention it seemed as if China was pretty much confined to her room until she became capable of walking out. Suddenly she was hit by a thought, smiling she stood up quickly,

"The I will be China's friend and that makes you very lucky and do you want to know why?"

"Wh...?" China didn't get a chance to reply before Russia picked her up bridal style startling her and causing her to throw her arms around Russia's neck for support.

"Because I am the biggest country in the world and I am strong." Smiling she set China down carefully in the wheelchair and started to push her towards the door, "And I can take China where ever she wants, I don't like my friends being sad if I can help." recovering from her shock China seemed to have resigned herself to the fact she was going somewhere with Russia whether she wanted to or not.

"I suppose it's lunch time why don't we go to the restaurant?" She suggested.

"Okay." Russia's reply sounded so cheerful and childish that coming from the tall girl it seemed almost cheerful but China didn't seem to care as she relaxed into the chair and allowed Russia to push her down the corridor.

Translations:

Privet: Hello (Russian)

Da: Yes (Russian)

Rossiykaya Federatsiya: Russian Federation (Russian)

Zhōnghuá Rénmín Gōnghéguó: People's Republic of China (Chinese)

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