Hetalia © Hidekaz Himaruya
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Hey guys. Just started school again so I'm bored… again. Just a bunch of syllabus stuff and going over classes right now. Not a lot of homework yet. I decided to review another chapter before my next class. I think I have time ^^. This will probably be posted later though, but whatever. Anyways, I hope you are enjoying yourselves!
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Ivan sat at his desk, his head in his hand as he watched you sleep atop his bed with the wolf nuzzled into your arms. He had a solemn look on his face, trying to determine what he'd do with you. Should he make you disappear? After all your country took a major chunk from him and he wanted the land back, but… as he watched you sleep he couldn't help but have other plans. You looked so innocent, something he hadn't seen in a long time. So much wonder in your little purple eyes that reminded him of when he was a child, but is it the same? What if something happens to you? What if, if you leave him, you came back with a cold look on your face with the intentions to destroy him? The man lifted his head when he heard a bell ringing, your eyes scrunching up as you groaned at the sudden sound in the room. "W-what is that –"
"Dinner time," Ivan told you, the smile back on his face as he walked over to you and helped you off of the bed. You let him lead you out of the room and down the stairs, a yawn escaping your lips as you let the wolf out of your hands and he ran out of the back door.
You waited till he came back to close the door behind you, noticing that Ivan had left you to figure out where the dining room was yourself. It wasn't too hard to find the room, your eyes widening at how large the table was, enough to fit probably thirty people, but everyone was scrunched to an end of the table and you walked over to them with the bright smile you always wore on your face when greeting other countries. "Oh?" you noticed Ivan was missing, but didn't say anything when Toris came in with a plate of food.
"Who's this country?" a man with dark golden hair and dark blue eyes stared at you, pushing his glasses higher onto his nose as he waited for an answer.
"This is Siberia –"
"But I like to be called [insert-name]," you told the other country with a smile. "Who are you?"
"Estonia, but if we're not going to be formal you can call me Eduard," he told you, holding out his hand to shake yours so you complied and shook his head. He smirked slightly, noticing the grin on your face and Toris smiled that you were getting along with the man and left the room to get more food. "So what's Siberia doing in Russia's house? If you don't mind me asking –"
"I ran away from my house and lost my way, ended up in some city in Russia, and when I tried to get back I got stuck in a snowstorm," you told him with a shrug, looking around for a chair and sitting down next to the man. "I guess Ivan found me and brought me here. Why? Is something wrong?"
"Oh," Eduard thought, taking a glass of water that was by his arm and drank a sip. "I thought it was for other reasons… Did he hit you?"
"Hit me?" you puckered your lips. "Why would Ivan hit me? I'm confused."
"Interesting," he thought aloud, "I would think Russia would have done something to you, at least. After all you split away from the man and he's still flustered about the event –"
"Well~ Mr. Eduard, I don't see why you think he'd do something like that!" you pouted, grumbling under your breath in a rough Russian accent before continuing as plainly and calmly as you could. "Besides that wasn't me. I don't even know what happened, in all honesty. I'm just sick of countries trying to take me over right now… and that's why I wandered away."
"… Have you ever left your country –"
"No," you snorted in disgust, folding your hands across your chest and staring blankly at the table in front of you. "No one lets me. They say that I need to wait for the countries to come to me and I've only met a few. Canada, England, America… yeah that's really all I know. And Mongolia, once, but he scared me senseless and I beat him hard with a stick."
"Oh," Eduard blinked rather astonished before going back to sipping his drink, noticing that your happy mood had started to gloom and he sensed an odd cloud hanging over your head. "… There are many more countries out there, you know. Will you be attending the world conference?"
"Eh?" you looked over at him confused, shaking your head slightly, "I never even heard of that –"
"If you want to learn about other countries go there," he told you with a slight smile, taking out a book he had on his lap and began to read it. "You can form allies and meet new countries there instead of relying on what your boss wants you to do."
"Really?" you gasped happily, the man looking over at you before pushing his glasses up higher on his nose and looking back to his book. "W-wow! Then is it true, there's a place where there's no snow and everything grows year around?"
"Yes," Eduard nodded, raising an eyebrow at your interest before pushing back into the chair and making himself comfortable. "Though everything needs water to grow, and sunshine. If you ally yourself with a country in the south you can spend your winters down there instead of here in the middle of an icy desert."
"Cool!" You chuckled and sat back, closing your eyes and letting a sigh escape your lips. "That sounds really great… but I'd miss walking out into the middle of the snow by myself."
"You do that?" he looked at you confused before he glanced back to his book. "Why? You'll freeze to death –"
"Better than staying in a large, cold empty house by yourself watching the clock tick by and wind rustle outside. In all honestly," you chuckled, "my house barely has any heating. So it's pretty much like I'm outside anyways, except there's a roof over my head… I guess."
"I see –"
"Estonia, stop flustering the poor girl," Toris snorted, setting the food down and looking around. "… Where's Latvia?"
"Should we go look for him –"
"It's better to sit and be quiet then look for him while Russia is running about," Eduard told you, your eyes rolling as you eyed the food and felt your stomach grumble.
"… When are we eating –"
"When Russia joins us," Toris told you, noticing you didn't have anything in your glass. "Would you like something to drink [insert-name]?"
"Да, please," you answered with a smile. "Do you have any vodka?"
"Vodka?" Toris looked at you questionably before nodding. "Of course. I'll get you a bottle. Anything else?"
"No, or maybe some water or juice or maybe even beer. You know, to compliment the vodka a little," you chuckled happily, Toris giving you a smile and walking back into the kitchen. You sighed and slumped back into your chair, your eyes closed as you listened to the world around you. It was nice to be in a house full of people, even if it's not a lot of people it's more then who you have over for lunch… Well unless a lot of countries show up at once. They don't seem to appreciate a good bottle of vodka and America even said he's going to give you coffee beans and a coffee maker.
You shuddered at the thought. Darn American, trying to change what you eat and drink. It's food! You love food! You may not be able to get food all the time, but vodka is something you're able to buy once a day. "Damn… little…" You snorted under your breath, feeling a breath atop your head and quickly snapping your head around. "Oh Ivan!" you chuckled lightly, the man smiling to you as he sat down on a chair next to you. "Didn't know you were there… you just disappeared and I got worried."
"Да, sorry to be late," he looked over at Eduard, who quickly turned his head away and closed his book. "So who were you cursing?"
"Eh?" You blinked for a few minutes before smiling to him. "Oh, just America. He's always trying to get me to eat all the food he likes, but nothing he gives me goes well with what I like. So I just throw it out for the animals that come by my house, but I was thinking about the fact that he's going to give me coffee beans… for some reason."
"Ah," Ivan nodded knowingly, "America does that to all countries that don't stand up to him."
"Yeah, I know," you shook your head and sighed. "I'm starting to have to beat him up so he'd get off of my property. Annoying burger eating pest."
"Да," Ivan chuckled lightly, Eduard looking at the two of you with a great nervousness, "I will have to call him that next time we meet." He paused, noticing that Toris had showed up with two bottles of vodka and two shot glasses. "Lithuania," he looked at the country with a slight smile, but it caused Toris to flinch and almost drop the bottles in his hand, "why do you have two bottles of vodka when we only need one –"
"I wanted some," you told Ivan with a smile. "Why? S-should I not ask for some –"
"Нет, it's alright," he smirked back, giving Toris a nod of his head as you thanked him and grinned happily at the shot of vodka in front of you.
"Oh!" You thought aloud, "Should we have dinner yet –"
"We'll wait for Raivis to clean up first," Ivan told you with a smirk, though Toris and Eduard exchanged weary glances as you grabbed your glass and Ivan grabbed his. "To our health."
"To our health!" You laughed as you clanked the glasses together, the two countries quickly chugging the vodka down their throats as sudden laughter filled the room that caused Toris and Eduard to shudder in fright.
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At some point throughout the meal, while three or five bottles of vodka laced the ground, Eduard had gotten up and was sitting next to Toris, who was sitting next to Raivis, who had showed up at… well you weren't sure when. You were very drunk and laughing happily along with the Russian man. Ivan wasn't as drunk as you were, but his face was red and his large nose looked so cute against his large scarf. You poked his nose playfully and he laughed and caught your finger, a whimper escaping your lips as you tried to poke his nose with your other hand. "Да, you've had enough to drink [insert-name] –"
"Нет!" you snorted, but you couldn't keep the pout on your face for long as the larger man began to tickle your sides and surprised yelps followed by uncontrolled laughter rained from your mouth. "Ivan! Ivan stop! Stop! I can't b-breath!"
"Да, what did you say little Siberia?" he smirked slyly, your hands trying to push him away as you flopped onto the ground and he landed on top of you. The three countries stood up in fright, wondering if something happened to you as quiet little snorts escaped your mouth and he pinned you down to the ground. "Да, I stop now, if you answer my question."
"Okay dokey," you giggled, staring up at him as you breathed heavily and your face was completely red from all the laughing and the alcohol you've had.
"You will become one with Mother Russia now, да?" Ivan beamed, but you simply stared up at him through quiet little pants, trying to calm your breathing down.
"… I, ummm… uh…" You blinked confused, noticing the frown that was forming on his face until you let out a giggle. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"Become one with me Siberia, да?" He asked again, waiting for an answer, but you tried to fight back the laughter that was about to come out of your mouth.
"Нет, not now," you pouted, much to his disappoint as another giggle escaped your lips, "I must be stronger, да. I've barely lived a full year yet. Oh! Are you okay with that!? Ivan?"
"… You don't have to be stronger [insert-name] to stay with me," he responded, holding your face since you couldn't lay still. "[insert-name], you don't have to go home yet –"
"I made a promise that I'll stay to keep wolfie in the house," you giggled, leaning up and kissing his nose. Ivan quickly pulled back and his face became bright red, well as red as it could get at this point. "His мама is outside, and besides my boss is probably worried I'm frozen in ice somewhere again. No worries! Once I'm done getting the other countries off my back I'll come back to visit, yes?"
Not waiting for his answer you moved out from under him, crawling over to your black wolf friend and happily petting his head. "… [insert-name] you're so cute!" Ivan laughed and caused the three Baltic countries to jump back startled, the man grabbing hold of your back and lifting you off of the ground. "You visit me?"
"Yes, of course. You're my friend!" You giggled and leaned to kiss him again, landing a kiss on his cheek and completely missing his nose. "We are friends… да?"
"Да," he smiled back, nuzzling his nose against your own as your cheeks turned as red as they could possibly get. "Да, we are. We are friends, comrades. We are comrades."
"… Okay comrade!" you grinned and slumped into his arms, the man patting you on the back as you felt your body telling you to sleep. "Да… Ivan I think I had too much… you can let me go and I'll go to sleep –"
"Нет, I'll bring you to bed. Toris," he said, turning to the three countries on the other side of the table and they began to shudder uncontrollably at him, "we are done with our meal. Estonia, Latvia, and you can clean up, да?"
"Y-yes Russia," Toris nodded, pouting slightly that the food had barely been touched. Though Ivan and you ate the food, there were still a lot of leftovers that would either be cleaned up or thrown away.
Grinning slyly you grabbed a random large bone from a pile of meat and threw it at the pup, the wolf's eyes lighting up and he gnawed on the bone happily. You giggled and nuzzled your face into Ivan's chest, clutching his coat as you let out a loud yawn. "You tired?" Ivan asked, but he already knew your answer as you nodded into his clothing and he left the room.
In an instant the three other countries let out relieved sighs, Toris and Eduard sitting down as Raivis continued to stand in shock. "W-what is with that country?!" Raivis shuddered as the other two countries continued eating their meal. "S-she's crazy! Getting c-c-lose to Russia l-ike that… s-she will get wh-uh-acked for sure."
"Whacked Latvia?" Eduard raised an eyebrow, but shook his head as he patted his lips with a napkin and took a drink from his cup.
"B-but what will h-happen to her if she stays with R-russia –"
"Latvia, you worry too much," Toris said with a shrug. "Besides why would you care? She's only been around for a year. Maybe she'll come to her senses or not. Maybe she'll be like beautiful Belarus and stay around Russia's house and see me from time to time," he sighed happily, Eduard shaking his head as he put his napkin down and drank the rest of his beverage down.
"Russia has been nice to Siberia and hasn't even lifted a finger to her. Also he brought her in when she was freezing out in the middle of the snowstorm. So it's safe to say that Russia probably won't hurt her, but we must keep an eye on this development," he explained, sighing again as he grabbed his empty plate as well as his cup. "The fact that Russia is trying to have Siberia become 'one with him' again only shows that this new Siberia may end up missing… like the other one was. If she continues to refuse Russia may try to invade her, and he'll probably succeed. But," Eduard paused and shrugged his arms, "we do not know what will happen or the results. We should sit back and watch this development because I have a feeling that this little Siberia will either make or break another world war, or some sort of war between Russia and America again."
"Not another Cold War," Toris groaned and wiped his face with his napkin.
"Agh!" Raivis whined, "I'm s-siding with Germany!"
"He won't even be involved," Toris rolled his eyes and picked up his plate, leaving the room.
"Y-ou d-don't know that!" Raivis yelled back, the wolf looking up his head and noticing that everyone had left the room. Letting out a yawn he picked up his bone between his teeth and left the room, not bothering to wait for the three people to come back and sniffed the air before ascending up the stairs.
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You yawned, your head leaning on Ivan's shoulder as he pulled back the sheets and set you down on the bed. "Thank you," you mumbled, groaning when your head hit the pillow and you felt the man's warmth leaving your finger tips. "Eh! Don't go, p-please… d-don't leave m-e alone."
Ivan paused, noticing you were tugging on his scarf lazily hoping he'd come back. "Да," he smiled and slumped onto the bed, pulling the covers over your body as you yawned and curled up against his arm.
"… Can you tell me a story?" you requested, looking up at him as you asked your question.
His eyes softened, noticing the sparkle of wonder in your amethyst eyes as if he was the best person in the whole world. Yet he sighed, he really wasn't. He had beaten and even killed countries before. This… well he could barely remember a time when he had been as innocent as you are. Had he been? Maybe you just reminded him of his childhood self, even though he can't recall who that child really was. Either way he couldn't help but smile, nuzzling your cheek with his large hand as you giggled and closed your eyes tightly by the sudden force. "Да, okay…"
Ivan looked around the room, trying to think of a story, watching the wolf you had brought into the house wander into the room with the bone clutched between his teeth. He gave the wolf a strong look and the wolf stared back, its golden eyes glaring back in anger until the man looked away and curled up closer to your body. "Okay," he began again, the wolf slumping down by the door and gnawing on the bone between his teeth. "… There once was a wolf, a lone wolf that wandered the snow alone. She had fur that shined in the sun and her smile brought other animals to their knees, but she always fought against this bear, this large polar bear that was angry because all the other animals kept away from him. Yet this wolf threatened him, pushed him away, and tried to take over his territory. The bear wouldn't allow this so he growled back, stomping his feet before charging the wolf and snapping his teeth at the wolf. The wolf and bear fought day in and day out, even as the sky grew dark and the gray clouds turned the weather dark. The wolf and bear fought until their claws almost ripped off, their paws bleed, and the snow turned red with their blood. Yet the bear loved the fighting, the bickering, because the bear got to talk to someone all the time. Between the fights they talked, talked about dreams that they could never obtain and visions of a better world. Then one day the bear decided to ask: 'Could you stay with me, forever and ever?'
"… The wolf thought, and thought, and thought, but nothing was said. Then the bear asked again: 'Please comrade wolf, I beg you, stay with me forever.'
"The wolf sighed, a tired sigh, and she took a few cautious steps back before saying: 'I cannot comrade bear. I cannot. I cannot be with you, or tomorrow, or the day after that. I must go now. I must not stay here any longer –'
"'But why?' the bear frowned, taking a step closer and starting to snap his teeth, 'Why can't you stay with me forever, and ever, and ever?' The wolf was silent and the bear got angry. He raised his claws and roared, causing the wolf to run away. The bear chased and chased… and chased till the bear could not run anymore. Then the polar bear spotted the wolf, up on a hill playing in the snow. The wolf wasn't alone. The wolf had a child, a small pup, and they were happy and playing in the snow, without him –"
"Then what?" You asked, your eyes sparking up at him waiting for him to continue.
Ivan hadn't noticed that he had his eyes on the wall, scratching the back of his head before looking at you with a smile. He ran a hand through your hair, a tired sigh escaping his lips as he tried to come up with the rest of the story. "… The pup was as beautiful as her mother, but instead of the normal golden eyes of a wolf the pup had bright purple eyes with a white fur coat. She had eyes that sparkled like the moonlit night, like the Aurora Borealis high up in the midnight sky. It was a major contract to her mother, who shined in the sunlight, because this pup would shine from the moonlight.
"Yet the pup was afraid of the moon because of a monster that roamed the valleys and the forests at night, looking for happy young bears to eat and pups to snatch. The pup never left the safety of her mother's embrace unless the mother wolf had to leave… The polar bear watched this all from afar, fascinated that his comrade wolf was actually a mother wolf. The pup wolf wouldn't be bad for a comrade either, but he had to wait –"
"W-ait for what?" You responded, your voice hitching as he smirked and placed a gentle hand on your head.
"… One night, one frosted night, there was a terrible snowstorm. The mother wolf left her pup in the snow and left, never returning again –"
"Oh no!" you gasped, yelping when he chuckled and kissed the top of your forehead.
"Do not worry [insert-name]. It is only a story." Ivan paused, giving you one last kiss before rubbing your hair gently and cradling your face in the palm of his hand. "… Anyways, the mother wolf disappeared and the comrade bear saw everything. So he made his way to the pup, but before he could the pup ran away from an invisible creature. It was the monster, the monster that snatches little pups in the middle of the night, and the creature was after the pup. The pup ran and ran, tripping in the snow and letting out a pain filled howl. Then, before the monster could grab the pup, the polar bear grabbed the monster and ripped the creature apart."
He smirked, your eyes widening is shock before settling down and you giggled happily. "With the poor pup unconscious in the snow the bear took the wolf between his teeth and went back home, to his cave high up in the mountains so no one could harm them. Then the polar bear raised the pup till it was grown and the now full grown wolf continued to stay with the bear as comrades until the very end."
"W-wow," you gasped, giggled when you noticed his smile. "That is a cool story. Is it true? Was there really a polar bear, a mother wolf, and a pup?"
"Да," Ivan chuckled, kissing your forehead and lifting off of the bed. "Now it is time to sleep, Siberia. Sweet dreams –"
"W-wait… you have to leave me?" You pouted, the country sighing and shaking his head.
"I suppose not –"
"Good," you grinned happily, refusing to let go of the end of his scarf and tug him back into the bed. "Then good night."
"I uh…" Ivan looked down at you confused, noticing you had curled up in the bed and kept a tight hold on his scarf. Sighing Ivan slumped into the bed, pulling the covers over the two of you, and wrapping his arms around you. You had your back turned to him, but you smiled, letting go of his scarf and gently squeezing a large hand that was wrapped around your waist.
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A/N: Well that's it! Another fluffy chapter! XD I hope you enjoyed it. I loved coming up with the story. And yes, there is some trust and hidden messages to the stories and lullabies Ivan tell. It's just up to you to figure out the meaning behind them ;D I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll see you later!
нет – Russian – no