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Chapter two-Getting to know Russia

"Wow, there's a lot here!" Jessica claimed.

"I didn't think that you've have to hide yourself. You're gorgeous."

"That's not the thing. I don't want people to rush over to me and take away the tour you're giving me. I care for them yes, but I also care about what you're saying and this land's story. I love stories and real stories cause send shivers all over me. And I love it."

Again, strange girl. "Yeah, I like history as well. It choices in which life lives on or not. And tells in what will lay ahead for a country."

"I think if someone was brave they could break the cycle. It's hard hiding people like that though. And even if everyone is use to it, the normal way, it doesn't mean that's the right thing."

When she wants to, she can have a mouth. "I'm sorry, I don't regularly get to say anything freely. Please tell me to stop when you had enough of me."

"Aren't you the one telling everyone to have a voice?"

"Yeah... and I use to. But now I seem to speak for others. In which I'm fine with. Not that many people are brave or have the fluency to speak. I should know, so I talk on there behalf. Though I have to have some belief in it as well."

I nodded, she normally says she doesn't talk a lot. Maybe she talks so little and it's never for herself when she does so, that she just needs to get it all out. She doesn't like anyone feeling getting hurt. She's a lot like Ukraine in a sense. I don't know if that's a good thing or not.

"Well, I should shut up now. What do you have to say? I'm also sorry if I upset you in any way."

"I don't think you did. But you seem to be good with your history of the world."

She blushed, "Thank you, I do try."

"And I like hearing your opinion on the world. Maybe I can help starting in Russia." Starting with me. That would be a good idea.

"Russia's doing well and helping out a lot in truth. It's nice how the place is changing and helping for the greater good. I hope my country can understand me one day and try to help out as well." She skipped along like she was a child. Even though she's now a young adult.

I hate to admit it, but I like her. Not only does she have a good figure, but she has a wonderful spirit. So light and happy. "Have you ever thought of moving out here. It would be nice to have you in Mother Russia."

"You think so? Would Mother Russia approve?"

I already do. "I think so. Mother Russia is very welcoming."

I stopped and looked at me with a gentle smile, "Thanks. It would be nice to feel accepted. I don't remember when I last felt like that."

I looked at her in shock. Her? Not accepted? But almost everyone loves her! And I think she's growing on me too.

"You should speak up a little more my tour guide!"

"Really da? What should I tell you about that you don't already know about?"

"The best places to shop, eat, and most important to me the historical sites. I know a few, but I bet you know a lot being from here."

I chuckled, how true. I do know all the best places, and not great ones. I am Russia after all.

"You know, you look awfully a lot like someone I knew..."

"Really?"

"Yeah, could you say, "Become one with Mother Russia Da?"

My quote! How does she know it?

I took a breathe and asked her like I normally ask everyone else, "Become with Mother Russia Da?"

I then looked at her. And I was worried, She wasn't breathing. She was just smiling at me with the look of an internal fan girl. Her? Fan girl over me? This can't be right.

"Oh my gosh! You sound just like Russia from Hetalia!"

"W-what?"

"Hetalia. It's on Netflix. A comedy thing and I love it! Ever sense I found it! And Russia's my favorite character. Has been from the moment I meet him. And...don't tell anyone," she leaned into my ear real close, I also had to bend down, "But I still have a crush on him."

She went back unto her full feet and started to gain a blush on my cheek. "Even when other people say he's creepy. He's super cute! And a lot of fans would want to be with him."

I listened in shock. This was news to me. Hetalia, I need to look this up.

"It's getting late. We should go back to the hotel."

"Yeah, it was funny when they thought we were love couples. Thanks for doing all the talking there. I don't want this to be on the news or anything."

"Yeah, that would be bad."

As well for my bosses thinking I'm hitting out with a girl I don't even fully know. Or anyone for that matter. But I wouldn't mind, not at all! She's... beautiful enough.

"Hey, would it be okay if I called you Russia?"

"Of course! It's my nickname after all."

"Cool! It use to be my nickname before I stood a stand for the world."

"Well, why?"

"Well, I act a lot like the Russia in Hetalia. And I have some great friends that are just as random as me. I have a couple friends with Hetalia nicknames. Germany, the one that showed me Hetalia, Italy, Japan, Germany 2.0, and other nicknames from other things, Pine tree, from gravity falls, and Sebation from Black Butler. We are all crazy," she laughed.

"I don't think you're that crazy."

"Then how can I prove it to you?"

"Do something crazy."

"KOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOL-"

"Stop! What are you doing!" that's my warning call.

"Oh! It's-"

Her ringtone went off. It was nyan cat KOL from the sound of it. It sounded like me.

"Excuse me for a moment," she asked.

"It's fine." How did she know? How did she do the call so well? I don't understand.

"Mom! Hi!"

"Yup! I'm here and safe. Sorry about that"

"What? Any- MOM!...I'm just taking a vacation."

Talking to your parents eh?

She growled, "Mom...stop acting like a teenager. I'll date whom ever I please. Thanks for the advice mom. Hows the others? Good? How's work?"

She continued with her funny actions and behaviors as she talked to all her family on the line.

"Chris, no, stop saying silly things. I'm not pregnant."

"Mara Jade, does that really have to be the thing you're worried about? It's fine, remember, you have to be patient when it comes to-well, I love you too..."

"Bye!"

She hung up. "That reminds me I have to call Becky."

"Jess? Is your family random as well?"

"In there own way. I love them though, no matter how strange they may get."

I nodded, I understand what that feels like. My family seems to either hate me or love me a little too much.

"Sometimes I think my siblings love me a little too much. I mean, they've done some weird things that I had to handle."

"I understand Da. I have a sibling that's very clingy."

She giggled, "I didn't know you would have a crazy family!"

"Yeah, but then again every family is crazy."

"Yes that's completely true. I understand you full heartily. Oh! I almost forgot again!"

She picked up her phone and called "Becky". Starting off with a scream I could hear.

"THANK GOD! YOU CALLED! WHY DID IT TAKE YOU SO LONG! I WAS WORRIED SICK!"

"Hello Becky, I'm sorry about that, I've been talking to my tour guide a bit."

Becky was loud enough to hear from a distance, luckily a short distance. "Is he cute?"

"How did you know it was a BOY! And...why are you asking this! Please don't say anything..."

Becky's voice went down a bit. But I leaned in to hear in. Sneaking up on things was fun.

"I can tell by your failed words you like him."

"Do you even know what he looks like?"

"Darling, you should know how good I am at hacking."

"BECKY!" Poor Jess yelled. But this also wasn't good news for me. If she's good at hacking, then she may know of what I am now.

"What me to tell you what's on him?"

"Please don't tell me..."

"Not much on him surprisingly, but he is talented at many things and very good with almost every weapon. He was once a solider! Not much though. Like I said, I'll tell you more next time you call. When the ease dropper next to you, in which I'm guessing, is listening right now. Isn't by your side. Please call back! I love you sweet heart!"

"Bye-."

She hung up. Still, this wasn't good. They, I need better control of my safety system. This day was now turning into a disaster in only one minute.

"I'm sorry about Becky, I still don't even understand her. And her ways to "get to know someone" before she sees them are not always nice."

"It's fine. But could you tell me all that she tells you? Some of it may be off. It's better to simply ask the person."

"Are you worried?"

"A little bit," I lied to her, "I mean yes I was a solider, but sometimes the way they word it out will come off strange."

She nodded believing every word I said. Or gave the look of such. She's either gullible or smarter than I thought.

"So? What's the best thing to get here! I'm starving!"

"I know just the place."

*Jessica's perspective

"So why did you not order any beverages?"

"There's only alcohol! I don't drink such things!"

"Come on! You could try Vodka! I love it!"

I sighed, "I could tell, I've just been raised to see differently from the normal ways."

He put down his mug with vodka in it. "Really? How?"

Crap. How do I tell this? "Well, I've been raised in a religion in which forbids it. And I've believed in it sence I was little. Seeing how different it is without the church."

"How different in your words?"

"Well..." I sighed, "It's happier, everyone has a smile and tries there best to be pure and be good people and families. Many things go into it though. I don't want to force some one into a church. It has to be out of their own willing thought."

I lost time as I stared into his eyes thinking of what I've said. The others are right. He is cute. But I know the price for finding love in my state. Even though in my church you have to be sealed. Wait, why am I talking about my religion! This is personal stuff!

"Let's talk about something else," I answered taking him back to reality.

He nodded. He's so agreeable. Make it stop! I'm the one meant to be the nod yes person. I guess it won't hurt though...

"Fine, I'll get vodka as well. Just how much alcohol is in it?"

"I don't know, in truth, maybe about 15%?"

I nodded, that's not all that bad. But I've never had alcohol. Ever. I might spit it out due to that part.

"Warning you though, if I spit it out, It's because I have never had such a thing."

He nodded a little sad. Oh goodness, he may still look cute but I don't like seeing him like that.

"Hey! Russia! How do you like Ivan?" I joked with him.

He gave a small laugh. "I love it here! I wish my friends understood. But it's alright. I've handle them for a well."

He seems to talk about his friends a lot. "So, who are you friends?"

"My friends...how do I word this..."

Being the obedient girl I am I waited and gave a small innocent smile.

"They're from all around the world! As much as I am a solider in the day, I am also a government man. That's way there isn't much on me, because to help me out they covered most of my history. They all are government people as well, no matter how...unique they are."

"Awesome! I wish I had people cover up my identity! But I have my life all over the place now. I bet a random stranger has more about me than even myself!" Stop. Jess stop. It may be true, but stop guiltily yourself.

"It's a nice feeling da. But I bet many others could do such the same for me." I don't know if he's thinking the same thing as me or he's planning this. But goodness it's working with my heart for people.

"I bet it can't be that bad."

He laughed, a real laugh. It didn't make any sense. "I wish it wasn't da..."

"Being a solider takes risks. I would be one if it wasn't for my mental illnesses."

"You are one, in a different way, you choose the path that will take a life time or even more to change, but you are doing a wonders with it."

I smile a real smile, it feels like people want me to just do more. I don't remember a time that someone praised me for my work. And it does feel like I'm doing a lot. I payed off my house and two summer houses. Then I give up all of my money into my work or for the people all around the world. The world should be more grateful for what I do! And that takes a lot for me to even think that!

The more I think the more I think I'm insane.

"Thank you. I don't think any one has told me that."

He stared at me like I should be joking, but I gave an honest smile. Showing him that I meant what I said.

The waiter came over and spoke in Russian. Most likely saying, "Are you ready to order?"

After the waiter and everyone else giving us a bad time on us having a date they gave us are food. And vodka.

"I told them to be light with yours." Ivan told me.

"Thank you, I appreciate it!" I told him and stared on the food. Boy! I'm starved! It's a miracle that I wasn't yelling at someone out of pure hunger. I lose temper without food. Which equals evil Jess. And no one wants to meet evil Jess. Even Becky, the strong girl all 'round says that I'm terrifying.

I tried to be as lady like as possible, but it's hard when you're hungry and me.

"Calm down Jess, It's not the end of the world." Ivan giggled.

I blushed in utter embarrassment. "Sorry, I'm just hungry." I wiped off my face. Surprisingly with not that much on it.

"You eat like Amer-Alfred."

"Were you about to say like an American?"

"Yes." He said in defeat, but gave an expression of relief. This man is a mystery.

"By the way, who's Alfred?"

"Just an American that falls into a child-like idiot. Messing the thought that people with glasses are smart."

I laughed, that sounds like the typical American.

"Is he fat like what American's are guessed for?"

"No, but he's lazy. I don't know how he's part of the government over the world center..."

"World center? Aren't only the countries rulers go to that?"

"I'm a guest, as well as all my friends. I also get very lonely sence they don't treat me like a friend most of the time..."

"You? Why?"

"They don't like me. And they think that I'm a scary person."

I looked at him like he must be joking with me, "You're not scary in my book. In fact, you so far as I know, you're the most kindest and sweetest person I've meet!"

"Really?"

I nodded.

"Thank you! People I guess don't think of being nice. I'm glad I meet you. You're the sweetest person I've meet!"

That isn't true. But I'll accept it.

"Thanks. That's really sweet of you!" Though I'm not sweet at all. It's my cover. And as long as someone is in a room with me, I have to keep up the act. I hate what the world does sometimes. And many times in my life I've wanted the world to be gone.

I dragged drinking the Vodka. Now I have to try it. I took the cup (which I told them to be small) and took a sip. Ugh. I can taste the alcohol, mom's right. It doesn't taste good. But I can also taste the potato and wheat. Which is good. And strange. But I'll stay off it.

"It's good." I told him.

"Be honest now."

Goodness, another person can already read me off. "Okay the Alcohol shucks. But otherwise it is good!"

He bowed his head in defeat. "Maybe next time without it at all da?"

"Da." I answered. "I love the meal thanks for showing me it."

"You're welcome."

The waiter came back again.

"I'll pay for it."

"Ivan, I have money, it's my vacation."

"That's way I'll pay for it."

He took the whole thing and paid for it. As much as I love a gentlemen, I don't like others paying for me. It makes me feel like I'm a person that wants everyone paying for me. I don't like it at all.

"It's just a simple dinner. You should accept it!"

"Please, I love the offer, but I'll feel bad."

"Then don't feel bad. If you love the offer, just use it."

Not right choose of words my friend.

"I'm not using anyone's money." I shoved the money for my food in his face. I gave a good glare along with it as well.

"Why not?" Also not good choice of words.

"Because a girl like me hates having some one she doesn't even know yet waste money on her like she's a brat. Because she doesn't think she's a brat."

"Fine. You're not a brat little miss, but I'm not taking the money that I don't deserve."

I hold my comment and simply thought it in my head. I'd pay much for to put you to work, besides you're already working for me.

"Then take your change for the tour guide and protection you're offering me."

He rolled his eyes and told me, "I felt more as if I was meeting a new friend."

I did too. I just don't want to be a brat of any kind. "Okay, then It'll good to Mother Russia, and the people. You're welcome."

"I-fine. For the people."

He agreed quickly. "Well, anything else?"

"It's getting pretty late, da?"

He kept using that word because it's the only word I know. How embarrassing.

I checked the time to see it's also midnight. Or what my clock says 23:54. "Crap. You're right. I better go back to the hotel."

"Da..."

"Would you like to hang out tomorrow? After my meeting of course."

"I'll help you there."

"I know where it is though."

"I know, I meant for protection. It's my job given to me after all. From you, you even said so."

"I agree. I guess that being sleepy and hungry haven't helped with my behavior either."

"You do seem like you've changed as it has gotten later." He smiled the smile I couldn't tell if it was real or not. "We're here."

Yes, yes we were. I looked up to the huge hotel place.

"I guess this is were we part ways."

"Спокойной ночи , мой подсолнух!" (Good night, my sunflower.)

I giggled not having any idea about what he said other than, "Good night."

Then I decided to try saying something back in his native language, "Спокойной ночи моя Россия !" (Good night, my Russia!) I tried saying.

He smiled and hugged me. "Если бы вы только знали .." (If only you knew..)

I have no idea what he said. But oh well.

I hugged him back as well and then waved him goodbye as I walked into the hotel. I went to my room with my suit cases still on one of the beds. I sighed and plopped on the other bed.

I thought about this whole day, just with Ivan. It was nice, really nice. Almost to good to be true. Not only with how perfect he looked and his actions of kindness. But everyone else behavior. Every one treated me like a normal person, of course with a hot guy. No specials, no "can I have your autographs" and no request from a single person. Just me exploring a heart of a country. It felt nice, and strange. Then it hit me.

*flash back* "I wish that after the meeting, everyone will treat me like a normal person until my vacation is done. And that everyone will remember me once it's done."

Huh, it worked. Maybe I should look into magic a little more. After all, my first word was from Harry Potter, (The first spell that he learns? That one!) and for the longest time I thought I was a witch from the books and movies.

In which instead of doing something like sleeping or unpacking, the only things I should be doing, I hopped onto my computer and looked up "magic". Hopefully their's something on here to help me.

Some ad then popped up, "Having trouble with magic?"

Strange, I just wished and then. "Arthur can help you out!"

I clicked on the ad. It seemed to fit my situation at the moment. "If you want an appointment, call this number. It'll fit your time and area."

It then showed a man and looked a lot like England from Hetalia, just like Ivan looked a lot like Russia. But that doesn't matter. This is important and I need help with what I'm dealing with. I picked out of three of my phones I brought with me and called the number.

"Hello. This Arthur Kirkland at your service. How can I help you?"

"Hello? This is Jessica, I'd like to book a appointment about a magic situation."

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