Authors Note: HI AGAIN~! Well…next chapter~! POV is Ivan then Natalia then Ivan again, da~! ^^ +hopes you likes it+

Also…the story is officially 'M'…^v^"

It was very early in the morning. The sun had yet to rise. Now Ivan was just wondering around the area they had set up as camp. He was the only one awake, that he knew of.

We should go back to the cornucopia soon, da… Ivan thought. But it was very early, so they would have to wait till later. Ivan decided to see Yao, whom he knew would be awake early also.

He climbed up the tree Yao was had been sleeping in, why he had picked a tree, no one knew.

Yao was so cute. Head leaned on his arm covered in a long flowing sleeve. (They had been permitted to wear outfits from their country while in the game.) A small bit of drool dripped from his open mouth. Ivan sighed; he loved seeing Yao so innocent. One day, one day he knew for sure, he would see Yao screaming from pleasure, he wouldn't be innocent for long.

When he met Ivan, his fate was sealed.

Ivan sat on the branch next to Yao and starred at him. He wanted to cherish this moment forever. After all, Ivan knew that this game could only end one of two ways, Yao would win, or they would both die, because Ivan couldn't exist without Yao.

He starred at Yao as he slept. Yao could feel Ivan's stare burning into his skin. He woke with a start, almost falling from the tree, until he was caught by strong Russian arms.

Yao blinked up at Ivan. When did he get up there…?

Yao blushed as Ivan pulled him into a tight hug. Ivan pulled his lips up to his own and placed a delicate kiss on those oh so tempting lips. Yao blushed and decided he was ready, and taking charge, slipped his tongue into the Russian's mouth.

Ivan, taking this as a sign that Yao was his now, moved a hand down to grope a very private part of Yao.

Yao let out a small squeak and pulled out of the embrace.

"What's wrong, da~?" Ivan said brushing a hand through Yao's hair and pulling out the small rubber-band which kept his hair in the pony tail. He picked small pieces of bark out of his hair and flicked them away. Why did Yao have to sleep in a tree, da? Ivan thought, The ground would be a lot more convent for this type of stuff, da!

"Don't wanna yet, aru!" Yao said looking away and blushing.

"Why not~?" Ivan said sounding even more like a kid than usual. He crossed his arms, and made a pouty face.

Yao didn't reply.

Ivan's face took on a whole different look than normal. One that was only seen when he found out someone didn't like vodka, or that they hated sunflowers.

Ivan backed up and started down the tree. He walked into the forest for only a few seconds before returning while carrying a very large stick.

He walked quietly down a trail that they had been using to get water.

He passed Gilbert lying stretched out in the grass with a slightly small Austrian curled up next to him. A loud snore came from Gilbert's nose and mouth. Roderich lifted up an arm and smacked him across the face. He was apparently being too loud. Gilbert rolled over to face away from Roderich. Roderich only scooted closer the Prussian.

Ivan lifted up the stick, he was about to bring it down upon the ungrateful Prussian's face when he heard a loud scream only a few trees away.

He decided he would deal with him later, and returned to the pathway.

What he found only 'a few trees away' was Kiku, in a very awkward position. He was lying on his stomach with Heracles on top of him.

Both were stark naked and their clothing was strewn across the clearing. Kiku called out for more and then yelled at Heracles to stop teasing him. "I love you." Kiku called. "I love you, Heracles…" He didn't get an answer.

Ivan wasn't sure if Heracles just, by some odd means, didn't hear Kiku, or if he was simply ignoring Kiku's pronunciation of his love for the other man.

This infuriated Ivan even more than Gilbert. "Kolkolkol" Ivan said silently as he stalked up on the two who were making love. "KOLKOLKOL!" He now screamed it at the top of his lungs.

Heracles looked up, face sweaty and eyelids half closed. The last thing he saw was a large item coming frighteningly close to his face before the world went dark. All was silent. And he knew nothing. He was nothing. Not anymore.

Kiku jumped up in surprise, "IVAN!" He screamed. He didn't care if he was naked, or if he was just in the middle of an orgasm, he just wanted to live. Stay alive. That was his only thought. His mind raced back to the night before.

He sat alone under the stars with Heracles. His eyes sparkled under the small light that shown from the moon. "Kiku…" Heracles had said, "Can I ask a favor of you?"

"Um…sure." Kiku asked, pulling his view from the stars down to his lover. "Shoot."

"Kiku, I want you to remember one thing. If something happens to me, you better stay alive. And if you do die, don't die the same way stupid ol' me dies, okay?" Heracles chuckled.

"Heracles, don't talk that way, desu!" He stared into his eyes, not wanting to waste a single moment he had to still look into his eyes. "Just…don't talk about that…"

Heracles had nodded, and they had gone back to star gazing.

But now it seemed that his utter demise would end up the same as Heracles'. But somewhere deep inside he knew, that even if he did live, he would still be dead inside.

Kiku, one to always get too caught up in his thoughts, didn't realize that the tall Russian man had left. He looked around and started to panic.

He looked down at the body of Heracles, he knelled down, "Don't worry, Heracles-sama, I didn't forget what you said, desu." He gave the bodies' hand a small squeeze before the ship appeared and his body was taken away. He stared at the sky. The canon fired.

What a night. What a suckish night. It was wonderful and pleasurable at first, but now…now…Kiku sighed…now he prayed that he would just make it through the night.

Yao! Yao can help me! He'll get Ivan to leave me alone, for sure, desu! Kiku felt hopeful, he nodded his head in understanding of his plan. He started to go through the forest again before he realized that he was still naked.

He turned and re-clothed himself before starting back on the path. He shivered at the cold night air. Every small sound that the forest made, he jumped at. He knew Ivan was there…somewhere…lurking in the darkness of the nigh-

"Did you honestly expect to get away so easily~?" Ivan laughed a childish, yet seemingly sadistic laugh, "Bad children should be punished, da~?" Ivan asked.

Kiku was cornered. He stood against a tree, Ivan stood directly in front of him. A long silver pipe in his hand, he slapped it against his left hand in a challenging manner.

No one knew when or how he got the pipe, but it was sure there.

Kiku gulped. "And your friend was very bad, da~?" Kiku nodded, not wanting to find out what would happen if he said or did the wrong thing. He knew the Russian had no problem with killing him right then and there.

"Aren't you glad I killed him, da~?" Ivan asked innocently.

Kiku snapped. He couldn't take this anymore. No way was he going to admit he was GLAD Heracles was dead. "No." He stated flatly. Ivan tilted his head, not understanding. Kiku wanted to stab the man right then and there. He searched his mind for something; ANYTHING that could help him. He remembered the small knife in his pocket. He reached into his pocket and pulled it out, secretly.

Ivan didn't notice. That is, until Kiku lunged forward, barley missing his chest and landing a blow onto the Russian's shoulder. Of course, the clothing was too thick to cut. Ivan laughed, "Kiku~! That tickled~!" Ivan said as he brought the pipe above his head and then slammed it against Kiku's skull.

Kiku fell to the ground, a small bit of blood trickling from the side of his mouth. His heartbeat ceased. He breathing stopped. And for Kiku, the world had ended. Of course, his world had really ended the second Heracles never said 'I love you,' back. Of course, Kiku had thought that he would say it after they were done.

Ivan had ruined that. And now Kiku would never hear those words come from Heracles sweet lips. Never.

Arthur's head snapped up from lying on Alfred's chest. The loud canon sound had woken not only him, but Alfred also. They looked around, confused. Then after a few moments of silence another canon fired.

Now both sat up, wide awake. The same thought running through their minds.

Who died?

Mathew stared at the sky. It was roughly eight a.m. He, Francis, Feliciano, and Ludwig had traveled all day yesterday; they barely escaped a giant sandstorm.

They had uncovered one of the tricks set up in the arena. Every half hour, a huge sand storm swept over the desert. It trapped anyone who was inside the cornucopia hole inside, and covered them with sand. They would inevitably die down there. Mathew shuddered.

They had made it safe and sound, despite the sandstorm.

They were just barley into the forest, when they had laid down to sleep for the night.

Mathew hand woken up to canon fire. He quickly shook Francis awake; he was a fairly hard sleeper. "FRANCIS! We…we don't have much time, ay!"

"Much time for what, mon cher?" Francis asked, propping himself up onto his elbow.

Another canon fired.

Mathew let out an exaggerated sigh, "NEVER MIND!" He shouted, strangely out of character. He jumped up and ran to Feliciano and Ludwig. "GUYS; GUYS! WAKE UP, AY~!"

"Feliciano...stop it…" Ludwig grumbled. "Later okay?"

"Vee~, it's not me…" Feliciano whispered, still mostly asleep.

Mathew stomped his feet, "DOES ANYONE EVEN KNOW I'M IN THE GAMES!?"

Francis stood and walked over, placing a hand on Mathew shoulder, "I do." He said, he almost sounded hurt. Mathew blushed. "Guys. Wake up. Someone died." Francis ordered, a lot louder than the Canadian.

Ludwig finally sat up, rubbing the back of his head, "Who?"

Feliciano followed suit by grabbing onto Ludwig's neck, "LUDWIG! YOU DIDN'T DIE DID YOU?" Feliciano started to sob.

Honestly…I didn't think he was THAT stupid! Ludwig thought.

"We don't know who it was, ay. But I can finally tell you what I wanted to say earlier!" Mathew puffed up his chest, trying to look as manly as possible, "So listen closely, cause I don't wanna say this twice, ay!" He took a deep breath. "I don't think we should kill each other."

Ludwig looked at Feliciano. "Well…to be honest…I don't think any of us really were planning on killing anyone…" Mathew's shoulders relaxed, he felt embarrassed at being shot down so quickly.

Ludwig realized how pink the Canadian's face was and decided to add more, "Well…I wasn't anyway…but I wouldn't put something like that past Ivan or Gilbert."

Mathew perked up a little, "Speaking of them, we should find the rest of them now, ay."

Francis nodded his agreement and they started walking. Ludwig led the way, while holding Feliciano's hand so he wouldn't trip on the roots of the large trees. Mathew and Francis walked side by side in the back.

Yao jumped out of the tree and started running for the forest. He passed a confused Gilbert and Roderich standing there, looking around, and not knowing what to do. Apparently they had seen what happened. "COME ON, ARU!" Yao called. They looked at each other, and then followed after the worried Chinese man.

After a while of walking they found what had happened.

Ivan stood next to a pool of blood. He had a water-pipe in his right hand and he swirled it in the blood thoughtfully. "Yao?" Ivan asked as they arrived.

Yao ran up and cupped one of Ivan's cheeks in his hand. "Ivan…what happened, aru?"

Ivan looked away, "Kiku…was Yao's friend, right?" Ivan asked.

"Y-yes…what happened to…Kiku, Ivan?" Yao asked looking deep into Ivan's eyes.

Ivan tilted his head to one side, "Its okay~! I could see it in his eyes, Kiku wanted to die, da~!"

Yao looked horrified, "Why…why did you do that, aru?"

Ivan grabbed Yao's arm, "C'mon~! I'll tell you…" He took a glance at Gilbert and Roderich, "but alone, okay, da~?"

Roderich leaned over to Gilbert, "Are sure it's a good idea for them too be alone…?"

Gilbert laughed, "That big oaf wouldn't kill YAO!" Gilbert wrapped an arm around Roderich, "Just like how I would never kill you."

Roderich sighed and leaned into Gilbert, closing his eyes.

Ivan and Yao sat in the tree Yao had slept in the night before.

"So…" Yao asked, "Why?"

"Well…be-because…I was mad, da…" Ivan answered, blushing and looking away.

"Oh come on, aru! That's not a good answer! Especially not one you had to bring me all the way back here just to tell me, aru!" Yao answered, laughing a little. He couldn't HONESTLY be made at him for killing when that's what they were there for.

"Yao…do you like me?"

Yao was taken by surprise at the question, "Well, of course I do, aru!"

"Well…that's great and all…but I LOVE Yao." Ivan asked, twiddling his thumbs.

Yao blushed and looked up, "R-really…?" He asked.

Ivan tilted his head to the side, smiling wide, "Of course! With all my heart, da~! That's why I killed them…I was mad…because I thought Yao didn't like me, da…"

Yao laughed and Ivan looked at him confused, "You thought I didn't like you, aru!? Why would you think that?!"

"Well…you pushed me away…you didn't want me the way I wanted you, da…"

Yao grabbed Ivan's face and pulled them so close Ivan felt there lips brush for just a second before they came close to his ear. They whispered hotly on his neck, "Oh trust me, I want you, I'd just like to find somewhere away from the Capitol's watchful view first, aru." He pulled away.

Ivan looked at him, he felt better knowing that. Knowing Yao wasn't going to leave him. They were just about to be enticed into a kiss, when they heard a loud French word, and Mathew, Francis, Ludwig, and Feliciano came stumbling into the clearing at the foot of the tree.

Oh no. How many more people were going to show up on this side of the desert?

__________________________________________________________________________A FEW HOURS LATER______________________________________________________________________

Alfred and Arthur lay on the ground, looking up at the stars.

The Capitol's seal appeared in the sky, followed by a picture of Heracles then a picture of Kiku.

Arthur turned to Alfred, "What do you suppose happened to them…?" He asked, cuddling up to the American.

Alfred wrapped an arm around Arthur, "I don't know…but if it wants to happen to you, it has to go through the HERO first!"

Arthur sighed contently, "That didn't make a bit of sense…"

Noticing Arthur drift off into sleep, Alfred rested his head on Arthur's, "It doesn't matter if it doesn't make sense…" He pouted, "It still has to go through me…"

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End Note:

So? How was it?

PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! IVAN GIVES YOU CYBER-FLOWERS! CX CX CX

Also…I'm very sorry for killing off Kiku so soon…and Heracles…I know there are lots of Kiku fangirls…

D:

BUT! FEAR NOT! Because…I will write another story, after I finish this one, in which it will be a cross over with Hetalia and another of my FAVORITE books, Ghost Girl! XDDD

Well…I hope you keep reading even though I just killed off two characters in one chapter, da~!

'Kay…I shuddup now~!