Now Russia was confused.
He had been keeping Amer- Union… at his house and went out with the Confederate. The other was healing inscribable… slow.
It was strange. He wasn't healing as fast as he should have and was always tired. The scars and bruises got a slightly lighter but that was it. Not only that the other seemed unable to smile at anything and complained that it hurt to but nothing was wrong with his jaw or anything else.
Then there was something else off about the Confederate seemed unable to frown. He did it when he asked to see it, just because of course and he said it hurt. Soon Ivan started testing them without them noticing. Little things such as what's your favorite color and other silly thing but only one of them could answer each question.
Union was quite and calm and shy. He would just looked out the window most of the time, walk peacefully, eat his food slowly, loved to read and never watched TV unless it was about books. He liked to sleep on his stomach and only sleep when it was pitch lack out and inside the room.
Confederate was loud, outgoing, and not shy about anything. He liked seeing things, traveling, ran anywhere or drove, ate his food as fast as he could, watched TV and played games like he was addicted and barely touched a book. And always slept on his back.
One talked, one didn't, one liked blue, one liked red, one always looked down and other happier then ever. One could lie so easily and the other couldn't lie to save his life. One hated to go out to eat and cooked of himself and the other hated cooking and went out and ate. One hated hamburgers, the other loved it.
"It's almost like their two different people… maybe twins?" No. That wasn't it. Ivan rubbed the side of his head with his palm. As much as he wanted to figure this out he couldn't. No. It was because he felt like they both where the real one.
A shift beside him made him look at the Union who was sleeping peacefully on his stomach. Reaching over he pulled up the covers on him and then stopped. Sitting up he carefully… and with a lot of skill, pulling the shift up more.
The scars and bruises still stood there. Strange. Shouldn't they at lest start to fade? If nations lived with scars forever they would look like monsters. Taking in the the poor body he pulled back when the other rolled over. Waiting he knew th other wouldn't wake up.
Never did.
Only the confederate woke up at the slightest touch. This one however simply rolled over. Waiting he saw him scrunch up his face in his sleep and then roll back over onto his stomach.
"Like two completely separate people…"
Laying down he started to drift off to sleep when his phone went off. Groaning he reached over and looked at it. It was a text. Opening it he couldn't help but smile at the picture. Sending back a reply he laid down and went to sleep.
'Your over sized sunglasses are cute, Alfred.'
A buzz and a text popped up. 'Yay!'
'Good night, Alfred.'
Alfred still wondered around his country looking desperately for the other one. He was so worried. If he didn't get him back soon… well, he really didn't know what would happen but this had never happened before.
Chewing on his bottom lips he looked around trying to figure out where he went when suddenly he ran into something. He stumbled for a second before hands steady him and he looked up.
"Ivan! What'ca doing here?"
"I cam to surprise you,"
"Really?" Alfred smiled happily. "Come on I wanna show you something - wait!"
"What is it?"
"I, uh… I need to do something first okay! Just… oh, just wait over there by that store! I'll be right back!"
Ivan waved as Alfred ran off. He waited for about three minutes when he saw the blond running back and pretty much jumping at him to hugged him.
"Your strength, Alfred." He grunted hoping his ribs would be spared.
"Oops, sorry. Ivan. I'm so glad you came! Come on I want to show this new place I found!"
Ivan spent the day being dragged around. When they got back to the blonde's house he was ready to pass out on the couch. Only Alfred could ware anyone out weather be human or nation… sighing he looked up the sound of him ordering them a pizza.
Getting up he got them some drinks. For him some water and for Alfred a coke. Looking over he heard him talking about what he wanted. Looking back at the drinks he slipped some powered into the can of soda and swirled the can a little before heading over to him and handing it to him.
"Thanks!"
Half an hour later Ivan paid for the pizza and wings. Setting them down on the counter he looked over at the couch where Alfred lay sleeping. Alright, drugged but it was the only way for him to see if… If he was right.
Walking over he took off the others jacket when suddenly the blonde's eyes shot open and he sat up. "I fall a sleep?"
"D-da…"
"Oh hey! The pizza's here!"
What just happened!
France and England both looked worried as they saw Russia walking up their drive way. He looked tired and aggravated. They didn't say anything until he stopped looking down at England.
"Hello, old chap… is there something you needed? England asked nervously, holding on to France arm.
"Da." Ivan was frowning and the glare didn't help.
"Would… would you like to come inside, Mon ami?" France asked standing slightly in front of his wife.
"Da." Another scary glare.
"Something tea…?"
"Da…"
They let him in and walked behind him just incase. Soon they sat down, Ivan on the coush and France and England sitting on two chairs across from him, holding hands.
"So… what brings you here to the country side, Ivan?" England asked.
"I need a spell or yours or a potion. A potion would work better."
"Why would you need that?" France asked.
"I have not been able to sleep in over a month. I need it as soon as possible."
They relaxed. So that's all he wanted. England excused himself to go make it leaving France and Russian alone.
"So, who are you in love with?"
"No one." Ivan replied.
"I can see the signs, mon ami. I know you are involved with someone. If you do not want to talk about it is fine, but is it a nation or a human?"
"Nation."
"Top or bottom?"
"KOLKOLKOLKOLKOL!"
"Aieee!"
Ivan left determined to get to the root of what he was now sure of. Heading first to his home he mixed the potion in with some ice tea for the union. He drank it was out within seconds. Picking him up he took him to the room and laid him on the bed and started to get rid of the clothes.
Looking at the poor body he took out a camera and took pictures on the neck, chest, and torso, but had enough respect to cover him at lest. Then turn him onto his stomach and took his back and legs. Dressing him up again he cover him and leaned down and kissed the soft hair before leaving.
Arriving at the other Alfred's house he took one last look at the pictures. As painful ass they looked he had to make sure. To see if what he though was right. Looking at the one scar that was on the wrist he signed. It was in a curved line. Almost like a knife or glass cut had been there. Turning off the camera he went inside, calling out to Alfred.
He came running down the stairs and lunched himself at Ivan knocking them both down. Share a fast kiss Alfred started to babble once again. Ivan listened until the other complained about needing a drink.
"I will get it for you. So, what else happened?" Ivan asked. 'I wasn't paying attention but he doesn't know that.'
As the conversation continued he dropped a few drops into the soda can, then paused and added two more just in case. All these months and nothing worked. If hoped this would. Handing it to the other he watche dhim down it without a second thought.
"And then I was like, Hey, dude! What the… what the… helll?"
"Alfred?"
Alfred swayed and let out a little groan. "I… I feel… sleepy…"
"You do?"
"Uh-huh…"
Standing next to him he held him up. "Have you not been sleeping?"
"Yeah… I.. I have… Ivan?"
"Da?"
"Will you… help me to… my… bed.."
The eyes closed he was lifted up into strong arms before going into a deep sleep. Feeling slightly guilty he took Alfred upstairs and started to take off the jacket when he remembered the scar on the Confederate's wrist. With a moment of hesitation he pulled off the other's glove on the right wrists and saw…
"So, it is true…"
A/N:
To sabacat: indeed
To love-for-bakas: lol next chapter, next chapter
To Suga Bee:aww thank u that's sweet
To TheRussianRose: Don't be offended. My stories always go with a twist. Keep reading because it's not bashing on anyone. (Maybe China.) but please continue to read.
To watergoddesskasy: ;D
To artfan: read on, read on XD
To queenofchoas: addiction in Hetalia… is healthy for u.