"Wahg! Ivan what are you doing!"

Ivan simply growled affectionately in my ear and wrapped his arms around my waist and was beginning to tug me away from my breakfast. I blushed deeply and put my spoon down with a sigh, abandoning my Lucky Charms. My heart fluttered and soared around in my chest, beating the crap out of my lungs which made me virtually breathless at how close Ivan was to me.

I was beginning to learn not to forget about Ivan, for he was determined to have my attention when I wasn't doing anything important. I felt him smile and kissed my ear lightly, which made me blush even deeper. Chuckling, he gently led me over to the bunk beds and laid down on the storm cloud gray sheets, scooting over towards the wall so there would be room for me. My cheeks began burn at what he was intending to do and before I could refuse, he yanked me down next to him and trapped me in his arms.

I tried to escape desperately, feeling that this was going too fast for me but Ivan's hold was firm. Sighing in defeat, I let Ivan snuggle close to me. It's not that I don't like cuddling with him; I just feel that this whole relationship is going too fast for my liking. I bit back a purr when he nuzzled the back of my neck and pressed soft lips against my skin.

A shiver went through my spine and I wiggled around to face him. My eyes were immediately locked with red-violet ones and a small content smile curled at my lips. We sat there for a few minutes in a comfortable silence, just staring at each other. I propped myself up on one elbow to get a better look at him and he looped a possessive arm around my hips and the other played with my hair. I purred happily at the feeling of his fingers going through my hair.

I slowly placed a hand over his and played absently with his fingers, smiling. Ivan slowly lent up closer to me and I knew what he wanted. I pecked one of his fingers and pressed a timid kiss against his lips.

My heart seemed to then drop dead at the pure pleasure I was feeling and I could finally breathe a bit normally. The gentle giant pressed back and I savored the feeling of his lips against mine which made that indescribable feeling fill me up to the brim again.

I opened my mouth to deepen our embrace and I was quickly snapped out the spell when I felt something wet and slimy lick at my bottom lip. I recoiled in fear and Ivan gave me a concerned and frightened look. "I'm sorry Matvey! I-I don't know what came over me I –" I soon realized that I was being stupid and quickly smashed my lips back against his, sparing him the apology.

((Oh yeah! Canada being naughty! *drooly face* Oh yeah and this serves as a warning to all who are a bit squeamish of make-out scenes so you may want to skip this . . .))

Ivan groaned softly and nibbled my bottom lip, as if he was asking for entry. I obliged and open my mouth to let his hot tongue do a thorough exploration of my mouth. It made me cringe a bit, feeling the nagging feeling of wanting to wash my mouth out with a gallon of Lysol and a scrub brush, but it felt really good.

Moaning, I grabbed a handful of his soft hair and tangled my fingers in it. Russia gently pushed me down on my back. I felt panic rise up in my throat and my mind was screaming to stop yet it was demanding more at the same time. I felt as if I was about to burst out into flames it was so hot. His hands drew small circles in my lower back and it made my skin crawl in the good way.

I tugged a bit harder at his hair and groaned throatily into our kiss. Strings of saliva tied us together and Russia would lap them up hungrily. Oh my god, this was so hot. I have never been kissed in my life and I am sure as hell enjoying it now. The Russian's kisses were now beginning to wander away from my bruised lips and left a wet trail down my jaw. I purred and arched my back against him, making his hands fist up into the fabric on his T-shirt.

What he did next made my inner beast escape from its prison and roar triumphantly. Ivan licked, kissed, and nibbled at my collar bone and it made me almost scream. I made a small shriek and turn my head to one side to give him more access to my neck, panting heavily in lust. Pangs of pleasure rang through me as his nibbles turned into hungry bites and Ivan began to claw at my back like he was some kind of wild animal.

I hissed and gasped and demanded for him to bite me harder. He happily accepted and sank his teeth into the soft flesh below my throat. Pain turned into sick pleasure and I felt as if I was drugged. My fingers dug into his scalp as I felt blood begin to trickle down my neck. His hot tongue made long licks at the blood and I opened one eyes to look at this magnificent man who continued to clean up to wound. His eyes were glazed over with a blood-lust and something I could guess at. Love? No, we only started going out for one day, he can't already be falling for me. Or can he?

He finished his job of thoroughly tending to the wound and brought his lips to mine again with a soft kiss. I made a pouty face up at him and he only smiled and brushed a hair behind my ear. "I already did enough damage to you Matvey. You should go put a bandage on that before it gets infected." I looked down at my collar and saw something red and purple stain my skin. I rolled off the messed up sheets and dashed to the bathroom and looked into the mirror.

((STOP HERE FOR THOSE WHO SKIPPED!))

My hair was a total mess and there was a shallow bite mark at my throat along with a hickey the size of (no pun intended) well . . . Russia. I gasped and put hand over my mouth as it all came crashing down on me. Oh my god, I just made out with Russia! I ripped the drawers open that were under the sink and fished out a first aid kit and yanked out a roll of gauze and disinfectant. I winced as I tenderly wiped the wound down with the alcohol and tightly wrapped the bandages around my throat and fastened it together with a small safety pin.

As I did this I brewed up a story that would explain the bandage around my throat. I sighed and put the first aid kit away and cleaned up my mess. Reappearing in the room, Ivan gave me a sad frown and looked away. "It's okay Russia, I had fun. It doesn't even hurt." I grinned mischievously at him and he returned it.

I approached him and pecked him on the forehead and ruffled his already messed up hair. "I'll be gone for a while Ivan. My older brother is coming to visit, but I'll be back by evening." Ivan flashed me a malicious smile and it sent a shiver down my spine. "I'll be waiting Matvey," He growled in his throat. I purred and gave him a kiss goodbye.

The moment I closed the door behind me, I heaved a great sigh and leaned back against it. Holy crap things are flying by. My mind was still buzzed by the events from earlier and I numbly walked across the hall to the door it provided. I was about to knock when I heard some muffled sounds that emanated through the door. I pressed my ear against it and heard hushed groans from inside. Sweden must be in there with Finland getting it on like he and Russia was. I opened the door and froze in shock.

You know how you should never assume? I think that this would help me remember that. I found my brother, America, chewing on Iggy's face like he would with a hamburger. I rubbed my eyes as I did not believe in what I was seeing and gaped at them as they proceeded to do the nasty and moan. "Um . . .?" There was a comical wet "pop!" as they both pulled out of their raunchy embrace and looked over at me.

Someone might as well run through the room with a giant sign that read "BUSTED!" and beat them upside the head with them. Their expressions were completely priceless and the humor of the situation finally hit me. Laughter ripped through my sides and I cackled madly like a schizophrenic psycho would. They were simply boggled at my insane and not to mention creepy laughter that was slowly fading away now. "I guess I could say I saw that one coming!" I giggled before going into another fit of laughter.

"W-What do you mean by that? You're not mad? Shocked? Creeped out?" Alfred said in an unfitting nervous voice. "No, why would I be mad? I was practically waiting for this to happen! You should've seen your faces!" I shouted. "W-What do you mean by that?" Arthur asked as diving behind America to hide his flushed face. "It was obvious that you guys liked each other. America would – wait no, maybe not you Al . . . an idiot could've determined that! Oh my maple, that was hilarious!"

I felt as though I was going to pee my pants because I was laughing to hard. I finally stopped laughing after about ten or so minutes later and recollected myself. "Why is there a bandage around your neck Matthew? What happened?" My mind screeched to a stop and I gulped as touching the bandages lightly. "Kuma had a bad dream last night and accidentally clawed me. It's nothing Iggy." I absolutely hated that I had to lie to him, but it would save Ivan's and America's hide.

"If you say so Mattie," Al mumbled. There was a few moments of awkward silence before I decided to break the ice. "What should we do today Iggy?"

"Um . . . perhaps we could go out somewhere; perhaps somewhere calm and not an amusement park or a movie." Arthur shot a glare at Al who looked greatly disappointed and hung his head to prove his point. "We could go to the Aquarium, seem calm enough Iggy?" I suggested hopefully. "Okay! To the aquarium!" Al cried as heroically scooping the Englishman up into his arms and dashing out the door. I chuckled as Big Brother Britain shouted at the boy who had a superhero complex to put him down.

I was forced to jog just to keep up with them – well, with Al at least. He found the old red, white, and blue Cadillac after getting lost several times and getting slapped senseless by an angry Brit. I squeezed into the back as Al cranked up the radio which blasted the song You're Gonna Go Far Kid by The Offspring and Iggy starting up the car. Thank god Al didn't care much for the song and didn't along to it, but kept it at a bone rattling volume, probably wanting to annoy his elder 'brother'. I watched the satisfied smirk crawl onto his lips as Iggy began to grit his teeth in annoyance.

A half an hour or so passed while we pulled into a large parking lot that was about two-thirds of the way filled up. The aquarium was a bit smaller than the college I went to and the outer walls were made of blue tinged glass and intersecting white metal bars criss-crossed across it. A large fountain stood up into front with stairs going round it and up to the glass revolving doors that had pictures of aquatic creatures plastered against the glass along with an advertisement for petting sharks.

The fountain had a large black statue of a humpback whale rising up out of a sculpted splash of water that sprayed out water in a thin mist. The whale spat out a strong current of water from its blow hole which rose in a graceful arc and fell with a pounding splash into the pool below. I noticed that there were coins shimmering under the rippling waters of the fountain. A notice proclaimed that the funds they received by this it would be donated to children that lived in poverty all over the world.

I fished out four quarters from my back pocket and tossed them into the sparkling water and watched them sink down to the bottom of the basin. Arthur gave me a warm smile and tossed in a £2 coin as Al dug around in his pocket before tossing in a few dimes and nickels.

After making our donation, we pushed through the revolving doors and into the main room (Al of course made a second trip round). The main room was considerably large and was furbished with deep blue tiling and glass fish and other marine animals hung on the walls. Large, rippling slabs of metal that were painted a dark green crawled up the walls and resembled seaweed. I smiled as I realized that they had those helium floating dolphins and penguins gracefully zooming about in the air about us ((there are seriously flying dolphins and penguins! I saw it on TV! They are very mesmerizing to watch even though I've never seen them in person, but they are very pretty!)).

Arthur paid the entry fee to a nice elderly women who sat the main desk that was made to look like a coral reef. She directed us to a dark hall to our left and gave us a map of the aquarium should we get lost. I shoved the map into my pocket and led the way down the hall as Arthur and Alfred lagged behind, holding hands last time I checked. The first area we came to was where you could take a picture of you standing inside the jaws of a shark. We stopped and took a few goofy pictures of us screaming in terror, acting dead, and Al saving us from the shark. In that picture I noticed that Arthur was giving his hero the googly eyes, which made me laugh.

We then came to the freshwater creatures section. Fish paddled about in their tanks lazily and children were constantly dragging their poor parents from tank to tank, badgering them to read the exhibit plate to them. I left Al and Arthur to watch the river otters play in the water of their tank and admired how natural they were at swimming. One of them stopped and gave me a curious look before being tackled from behind bit its friend.

I chuckled at them and continued our journey through the aquarium. We came the saltwater part and this is where things got interesting. Fish of all colors, shapes, and sizes were darting around in the water, making twirling vortexes and hiding shyly in the artificial coral. It was difficult to get Alfred's attention because there were too many pretty colors to be distracted by in here so we merely skimmed through.

Next was the jellyfish gallery. Jellyfish seemed to waltz with the classical music they played over the speakers. Their tanks were outlined with painted gold picture frames that would be found enclosed around a work of art. As I watched the jellyfish dance with each other, I pictured me and Ivan doing a ballroom dance together, dressed in clothes that were dated all the way back to about the 16th century. I shook my head as Arthur called out to me and said that we should be moving on.

We then found ourselves in a glass tube that went underwater and it made you duck as giant leather back sea turtles swam overhead and cringe when a shark would press its malicious face into the glass, as if they hoped to frighten a small child away to their parent's arms for comfort. I longed to run into Ivan's arms as another shark leapt out of nowhere and bared its needle-like teeth at me.

It made vivid memories come back to when Ivan was scary and almost murderous. I pushed them back as we exited the tunnel and the lights began to dim dramatically. There was a large painting of a great white shark barreling toward you which made Alfred yelp. We had entered the Dark and Dangerous section. Haunting and almost sci-fi music poured from hidden speakers that were somewhere in the dark shadows of the corners. Al had latched himself to Iggy's arm who simply rolled his eyes but did not object.

There tanks of frightening, yet sometimes beautiful sea creatures that looked at you with nothing but malice. I was mainly interested in the single lion fish that vainly sported its poisonous mane of quills that were streaked with brown and a creamy white. It flared its gills at me and I simply moved on to the snapping Amazon piranhas.

We soon arrived in the exhibit of prehistoric sea beasts. I examined the skeletons with interest, while Al and Iggy were far more interested with something else in the dark corner of the exhibit. After finally breaking them up, I led them to where the penguins honked and the light was regained. We sat in the stands in front of the large tank of penguins that propelled themselves swiftly through the water, showing off their amazing agility. Children ran up and down along the tank as if they were racing the flightless birds and it made me smile. I elbowed Alfred in the ribs when he was coaxing Arthur to do the nasty again with him and scolded that there were children and they did not deserve to be mentally scarred.

He rolled his blue eyes and we left the penguins and found the end of our journey in a gift shop crammed with over priced merchandise. Alfred bought Iggy a small stuffed seal which took it gratefully, which was strange for him for he did not like it when someone spends money for him. When we exited the aquarium is was around noon and Al was bellyaching that he was starving. We soon stopped at a steakhouse for lunch. I feel very sorry for the poor little waitress who tended to us because about every two seconds Al's glass of Coke was empty and demanded a refill.

Arthur snapped at him of how rude he was being to their waitress and Arthur was immediately more polite and apologized to her leaving her a generous tip. Arthur dropped us off at the school and I dashed to my dormitory, ignoring the fact that America had remained in the car with England, probably going to go parking.

As soon as I opened the door, I was yanked inside and pulled into a passionate kiss. How I missed those lips already and I kissed back lightly before showing him the pictures that we took at the aquarium about the whole trip. "We should go do something like that sometime Matvey," Ivan suggested with a smile. I returned the smile and gave him a swift kiss on the lips. A sudden thought crossed my mind as I pulled away.

I think I'm falling for Ivan?

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A/N: DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN! As you could see, I decided to throw in a super-hot make out thing in there :D I grew kind of nervous due to the fact that my mom was in the room the whole time I was writing that part O_O; Thank maple-hockey that she didn't try to see what I was doing XD But here's chapter seven and hope you all enjoyed! It's weird, I write better when I'm half asleep O_O

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