Chapter Six
It was predictable what would happen next. She was a poor country and no matter how hard she worked she could not stop her economy from crumbling. The worse it became, the more it needed her help, and the sicker she got. That meant she couldn't help. She felt there was nothing left to save of her country, but she needed to work harder and make it better. What was worse was that Russia was running low on money too. That meant he would call in the debts. She couldn't afford them, if he asked for them she didn't know what would happen. She stopped going to work. She was completely bedridden. She slept through phone calls and she couldn't force herself to get up and to open any mail she had. There was knocking on the door every day and she couldn't raise her voice enough to tell them the door was open and to come straight in. She gave up trying in the end. Then one day the door burst open and the Ukrainian was awoken from her feverish slumber. By the time she opened her eyes she saw the door fling open to reveal an angry Hungarian wielding a frying pan.
"Why haven't you answered my calls, letters or text messages? AY?" She looked furious.
"I'm sorry…" Ukraine whimpered, she didn't like angry people. She tried to explain she was ill but the words hitched in her throat. Her girlfriend lowered the frying pan and walked over to the bed and sat down. She pressed a hand to Ukraine's forehead. "You're ill." That much was obvious. "I'll be right back." The bed raised as the additional weight was removed from it. Katyusha looked down to her feet where the frying pan still lay. She never had had a chance to look at it up close before. It was very clean- she doubted it had been used at all. She presumed that Elizaveta possessed other pans for cooking and that this one was reserved for hitting. The nation re-entered the room accompanied by a washing up bowl and a cloth.
"When was the last time you managed to have a wash?" All that she got in answer to that was a shrug. Ukraine wasn't sure how long she had actually been lying in bed. "Your economy must be pretty bad, huh?" "Yeah." She closed her eyes as Hungary started to rhythmically washing the sweat and dirt off her skin. "When was the last time you ate, dear?" Her response was once again, a shrug. After a disapproving look and an irritating sigh Elizaveta set about looking after her girlfriend. "You didn't turn up to the last meeting." She whispered. Katyusha opened her eyes. "There was a meeting?" "Yeah, just you know… for our side." "What happened?" "Well, Russia has re-introduced conscription, as have the Baltics and China. Japan is working on some kind of electronic weapon thing. Greece was asleep and err… I think that was it." She sighed again. "Oh, Katyusha… We are so horribly out numbered." She could see tears pricking in the brunnetes eyes and reached out a thumb to rub them off her cheek. "I know." Her voice was only just a whisper, using her thumb to guide her lover's head towards he she gave her a deep and loving kiss. There was no way that they could win this. They could only hope that Japan came up with something extremely good. And that Russia and China had enough troops to tackle the combined forces of the USA, UK, Germany and the rest of Western Europe. It was starting to sink in. They were utterly and unbelievably screwed.
SHORTNESS ;_; I'm sorry again that this chapter is only about 600 words. Sad face. Well the story will begin to pick up in the chapter after next, the next one is a fluffy filler chapter ^^ Sorry for the long wait for the update I've been having writers' block. And you know. School -.- I was thinking, does anyone want me to do this story but from England's view? I've already roughly done a few chapters and everyone loves some adorable USUK don't they? ^^ Well anyway, thank you for reading and PLEASE review, I don't want to beg but so little reviews depress me. Also if two people ask for the England view point story (will be about 20 chapters, this one will be 24) Then I'll start to write it up and post it. Thanks again for reading :)
