The Longing of the Heart

by otherrealmwriter

Set in the early 1900s, Alfred F Jones is a coworker of Ivan Braginsky in a firm in the New York City area who has just married his little sister Natalya. But how deep is their love and who does everyone really love? AmeBel and slight unrequited RusAme Told as a series of journal entries over the years of 1914-1919

2. Natalya's Journal

I do not own Hetalia okay? This story came to mind and won't leave me so I am going to write this and see where it goes and what kind of response it gets. I don't have much else to say so enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

June 7th 1914

(from the diary of Natalya Jones nee Arlovskaya)

Well today was a day I thought would never happen. Back in the old country I scared most men off. Big brother kept saying he was going to have to take care of me his whole life. I told him I could take care of myself but he kept insisting that I settle down, have a man to take care of me, have some children, the whole lot. It was almost as if I scared him and he wanted someone else to handle me. I guess Fredka, his coworker, is a worthy enough man to have as a husband. He's brave or foolish enough to stay around after I had threatened to stab him when we were introduced. And being big brother's coworker I guess if he can trust him than I can too. He does seem like a good hardworking man who would provide for me well.

It may have been my imagination but he kept staring at big brother at the wedding more than me. I am his bride not him. But then again, he may have been nervous. He is full of energy and I guess sometimes his mind would run wild. Our sons will have a father who can keep up with them and teach them well. Also their uncle could do the job well too. I should be happy. I am. I guess. He at least showed up to the wedding. Much better than what happened to big sister. I will assume my new duties as a wife well, as long as Fredka keeps up his end of the martial contract. I do expect him to provide at least one son. I will be carrying on his name but the child will carry mine and big brother's blood as well. I shouldn't take too long however. He did promise as a honeymoon trip to take me to Brighton Beach. It's not far but it is a nice place and the ocean is beautiful. Reminds me of the Black Sea back home.

So how was that? I know this is short but that's the nature of this story. So remember to read (well you just did) and to review. Ciao for now

Otherrealmwriter

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