Oh, my, I haven't updated since October 2012.

Vlad: Niiice going.

Shhh. Anyway, here's chapter seven. I might not be too great, because I'm sick. -.- But here it is.

I don't own Hetalia. Waaaah.

Natalya hastily pulls me down a long, bright hallway before turning left down a shorter, darker one with a single wooden door at the end of it. She's so small and moves so fast, but I have no trouble keeping up with her.

She pushes open the door and drags me inside, slamming it behind her.

"Won't your sister be mad about me being in your room...?" I stand in the middle of a surprisingly unorganized room. It's bigger than mine, but there's books and boxes everywhere.

"Nyet," Natalya responds, not bothering to look at me. She's taking things out of her school bag and laying them on what I assume to be her desk. However, I can only assume-it's so cluttered, it could just be another pile of stuff.

"What about your parents...?" I wrinkle my eyebrows.

She stops what she's doing and turns her head to the left, looking at the floor instead of me.

"I don't have any."

"What?" I tilt my head in confusion.

"My step-mom and father both died before I turned one," she mumbles, going back to removing things out of her bag.

"O-oh..," I force out so quietly it can barely be heard. Well, no more questions on that subject.

She finishes what she was doing at her desk and tosses her still somewhat full bag a few feet short of the end of her unmade bed, which she goes to and sits down cross-legged on. She pats the bed, motioning me to come sit next to her. I gladly oblige.

But I forget about her damn bag.

I trip over it. I fall forward and, luckily, catch myself on my forearms, to avoid crushing her.

That doesn't change the fact, however, that I'm still straddling her on her bed.

"Uhh..," I blush while she starts to laugh at me. "I'll mo-"

"Natalya?" A voice sounds not to far from her door. That's not her sister.

"Shit!" Natalya's eyes widen as she spits out the curse under her breath.

"Kat said you brought your friend over," the man's voice says. It can't be her father... he's dead...

"Move, move, move!" Nat tries to push me off her, but I'm too busy trying to figure out who that voice belongs to to notice.

"So I would like to meet him," the door opens, and Natalya's brother stands in the doorway.

Aaaaand that's who the voice belongs to.

...

...

Oh, shit.

"Ahem," Ivan says, his voice a little bit less kind now. His unnaturally violet eyes narrow at me every so slightly. "Would you like to explain what you are doing to my fourteen-year-old sister?"

"I-I just fell," I say, frozen, my eyes wide and frightened. The fact that Natty's eyes display a hint of fear doesn't help me, either.

"I see," he responds, almost in a sarcastic tone. He steps inside the room, having to duck his head a little to get through the doorway. "And would you terribly mind getting off of her before I get you off myself?"

I spring up off the bed, holding my hands up defensively. "I swear, man," I say quickly. "I fell. I wasn't trying to do anything."

He just stares at me. It makes me feel rather uncomfortable.

As he continues to stare at me, Natalya jumps up to my side. "Brother," she pleads in whiny voice, almost like one that a kid might use to get their mom to buy them candy at the grocery store. So much more innocent than I'm used to. "Really, he just fell. He is not used to my room, with it being so unkempt, da."

Is it me, or does she seem to have more of an accent when her brother's around? Maybe I should trip more often...

Ivan has yet to display any emotion. She goes up to him and starts mumbling in that foreign language again. I just watch and listen, mostly to her.

This conversation lasts much longer than the one with Katyusha. It makes me feel more awkward, too-there's a lot of gestures made towards me, and I could hear my name amid the words I didn't understand, too. At some points, their private talk sounded like they were about to start yelling at each other.

After a very, very long six minutes, Ivan sighs, and Natalya smiles triumphantly. After a few seconds, Ivan's face turns soft again. He gives me a creepy smile and extends his hand.

"Sorry for the misunderstanding," he says as I hesitantly shake his hand. "Welcome to the family, da?"

"Uhh, o-okay," I nod, really not sure how to respond to the sudden change in his emotion towards me.m "W-wait," I say as he releases my hand. "Welcome... to the family?" I tilt my head, confused.

"Of course," Ivan's still smiling in a way that almost makes me want to run. "You are my little sister's boyfriend, nyet?"

"I-I," I stutter, my face turning red. I look at Natalya, my mouth hanging open slightly. She nods at me, signaling for me to say yes.

"Oh, yeah," I grin. "I am."

Ivan nods. "Well, I will let you two go. Again, sorry about the misunderstanding. Natalya," he turns to leave the room. "Why don't you take Alfred downstairs and play for him?" He walks away without waiting for a response.

I turn to her, smiling excitedly. "I'm your boyfriend?!" Oops. I think that may have sounded a little too enthusiastic.

"Nyet," she waves her hand at me dismissively. I feel my stomach plummet to my feet. "Not yet, anyway. I just needed to tell him that so he wouldn't kill you," she smirks at me, probably delighted at my disappointment.

"O-oh..," I frown, staring at her bedroom floor, sadness evident in my voice.

"Alfred," she touches my arm, talking quietly and nicer than she has to me before. "I said not yet, da?"

I smile down at her and nod. "Yes, you did."

"Good," she smiles back up at me. "Come on," she pulls me with her. "Let's go down before he thinks something is going on again. I don't have to play for you, though. You've heard quite enough of me, I suppose."

"Nope," I grin, pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose. "I never get tired of you."

I gave ya'll your Ivan.

I'll be finishing this within the next few chapters. I don't want it to have more than fifteen, heheh.

So, review! And, considering I have no after-school practices right now, the next chapter might be up faster! But, no promises-as you know, my update time varies greatly. Heh.

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