Russia was currently wondering around looking for none other then Gilbert, who had left an unconscious Frenchmen laying on the floor of the meeting room. Shortly after that every one decided to take a brake. Russia would have a talk with France once he regained coconsciousness, but for now he would continue looking for the albino.
After France had kissed him, and Prussia had cold cocked him, he wondered around until he found him self in the courtyard. Deciding that his brother would find him sooner or later, Gilbert settled himself in a bench by the oak tree, The sun wormed his skin and the breeze was soft and warm and before he knew it Gilbert fell asleep.
Russia suddenly found himself in the courtyard, it was a sunny place, bright with flowers growing every ware and one large oak tree in the center. Ivan considered the possibility that Gilbert wasn't out here, but he had checked every other room in the building. Ware else could Prussia be? Deciding that this was his best option, Ivan wondered around the large oak and froze. Russia had stumbled on to something he thought he would never see, fast asleep on a large bench was Prussia. The albinos chest roses and fell softly, his face, for once, was calm almost peaceful. And a few stray strand of silver hair fell across pale skin. The sight made Russia's heart beat faster . Is he a heavy sleeper? Ivan worried. But despite his thoughts, his feet moved on there own and within seconds he was standing next to Gilbert. His gloved hand reached out to brush away strands of silver from his face. Ivan gently touched the Prussians cheek and to his surprise the albino leaned into this touch. Russia's heart pounded in his ribcage as he leans down and gently brushed his lips with Gilberts.
