Chapter 2

Word Count: 6,472

Wow, this is a blast from the past. Meant to update it on Halloween. Few days late, but what the heck. This will be like my story Glass Rose, updates every year until I'm satisfied, always says it's finished. Cause it could end where I leave it. Buttttt, I will tell you when I'm done and good with it.

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Ivan blinked his eyes open as he regained consciousness. It was light now and he felt something shifting almost imminently, causing him to look down and see Alfred laying there in his arms. The blond always did put him into positions before he woke up, sometimes he would wake up sitting at a table, others hanging from the ceiling for some reason. It really depended on how Alfred was feeling he supposed and apparently the blond had been in a cuddling mood, which wasn't exactly normal. Ah, Ivan blinked, sighing, one of his eyes was missing, perfect. It took weeks for it to grow back, it was usually easier to try putting the eyeball back in and letting the tissue reconnect, which is why Alfred usually hid it.

Alfred turned over, oh so he was awake. The blond smiled a bit sleepily and Ivan leaned in and kissed the other softly, before pulling away, "I will need my eye back." Alfred pouted, moving around in physical protest as well as letting out a 'noooo' or some sound akin to it. Ivan sighed, wincing a bit at the movement, he closed the eyelid over the empty socket, laying his head down on the pillow, thankful that Alfred had left one of his eyes in this time. He was sore, the thing about being dead to regenerate was that things that happened to the body that weren't life-threatening during that time weren't healed until after waking up. And since blood didn't flow after death, there weren't many life-threatening things that could happen unless their vital organs were damaged somehow. Alfred had told him once he was curious and had slit Ivan's throat while dead, nothing happened of course, other than Ivan had literally woken up just long enough to die. Alfred hummed happily, cuddling into the other, "You seem to be in a cuddling mood." Ivan noted. Alfred nodded.

"Yeah, I just was thinking before you woke up." Well that wasn't always a good thing. Alfred's thought range could vary from fluffy cotton candy to the damnation of his soul. Sometimes both in the same thought process, he couldn't always follow it.

"Was it about cotton candy?"

"What? No, why about that? You're weird." Alfred said, Ivan smiled a bit, humming in agreement.

"Just checking."

"Okay then. Well anyway, thanks." Ivan opened his good eye to look the other over.

"For what?" Ivan knew it wasn't some stupid cliche thing where Alfred was thanking him for letting the blond kill him. He knew that the other was thankful, sure, but probably more for the fact that he hadn't killed any humans since then, hadn't gone mad with anger and pent up lust and just let go. Ivan was still a little disappointed by that fact, but Alfred had stopped killing his people so he was pleased. But Alfred hated this aspect of himself, the necrophilia, and with Ivan letting him indulge in such a thing that he hated, well... Alfred would never thank for that.

"Well, you know, what you said to Japan."

"That I would crush every bone in his body and pierce every organ with my pipe if he ever touched you?" Ivan said darkly. Alfred sighed, shaking his head.

"You never said that."

"I meant to." Ivan muttered.

"I mean about you not telling him about well... you know. That it was just you being controlling. I know it's kind of because you're super possessive." Russia pouted a bit, he was not, it was normal to want to keep somebody like Alfred to himself, "But you still could have told him about-" Blue eyes shifted, looking ashamed a moment before looking back with a light smile, letting that subject drop before he had even spoken it. "Though you've been trying to make friends lately, and acting kind of like you control me isn't going to help."

"I do not control." He blinked, confused, really he didn't know if he would even want to try controlling the blond, that seemed like the quickest way to push Alfred away from him for one reason, and it just wouldn't be nearly as fun being around America if he was 'controlled'. Ivan could have company like that any day if he called up Latvia or somebody, control came with fear and fear led to hate, it was the natural order of things.

"I know, I mean like... ah, stupid words." Alfred said, "Just like you kind of acted like it towards Japan, I know you don't." He snorted, no way he'd let Ivan control him. Sure, they were together, but it was more equal than anything, "And like I said, that'll probably push people away while you're trying to make new friends."

Not that Alfred was too keen on the idea of Ivan having too many friends, some were okay because Ivan could be all lonely sometimes and it was sad to think of that, but more friends meant he would have to share his time with Russia, and he didn't want that. And a part of him did fear that Ivan would find people who weren't as high-maintenance as himself. Alfred didn't think himself possessive, because it wasn't exactly because Ivan was his... it was just that he didn't want to share too much. Still, he wasn't as bad as the Slavic nation was when it came to that aspect.

"I see." Ivan said, nodding, "Do not worry, I would not want to make friends with that... country."

"Whatever." Alfred sighed, wiggling out of Ivan's grip to sit up, stretching his arms above his head, yawning. Ivan watched the back muscles work in the stretch before Alfred dropped his arms again, "Anyway, come on, I'm hungry and hotel food is way overpriced."

"Alfred, if you want me to go anywhere, you will have to give me my eye back." Ivan said, not that he really wanted to move at the moment, "Besides, I am still tired."

"You've been dead! Ah, you older nations and not wanting to do things. Fine I'll wait." He sighed, flopping back down. There was a moment of silence as Ivan continued watching the blond, "No, you can't have it back."

"I do not understand your recent obsession with my eye, but I would like it back."

"Grow a new one, you never let me keep any." Alfred whined, pulling at Ivan's arm. He usually pulled at his scarf or jacket, but seeing how they both lacked any clothes, he resorted to a body limb. Ivan winced slightly at that, his chest feeling sore.

"It takes forever to do that and I do have a job, my boss will be upset if I show up missing an eye."

"I'll buy you an eyepatch, a really awesome eyepatch."

"Alfred."

"Please? Just this once?"

"Nyet, you can yank out and keep my eyes any other time when I do not have to be somewhere."

"What if I told you I put it in your ass?"

"I am pretty sure I would have noticed something by now."

Alfred opened his mouth to protest, but then closed it, "True... but you haven't noticed something~"

"And what would that be?" Ivan smiled at his lover. Alfred touched their noses together before kissing Ivan's cheek slowly as his hand came to rest on Ivan's chest, right on his heart. The Russian gasped at the strange feeling. He felt Alfred's warm fingers practically on his heart and other organs around it. He looked down to see that the right side of his body was definitely... skinnier then his left side, sunken in. The beating of his heart seeming right below the deformed-looking skin. A large section of his skin had stitches through it as if somebody had tried open-heart surgery on him. "What did you do last night?" Ivan asked in wonder. The blond only hummed, kissing his forehead.

"I'm surprised you're still alive really. Then again I guess one can live with only one operational lung."

"You removed my lung?"

"Yep." Alfred practically sang, smirking, "You probably shouldn't do any physically exerting things until you're all healed up."

"Interesting." Ivan smiled, wrapping his arm around Alfred's waist right above the others ass, "Too bad."

"Yeah, but your flight is today anyway, so it's not like much could happen." Ivan groaned at the words, he had forgotten that he would have to go back to Russia today.

"Perfect." If he'd remember that, he wouldn't have let Alfred kill him. It always was best to have at least a day spent laying around, it was always for the best after... well his lung being removed and such.

"Don't worry, the stitches will dissolve, so you don't have to worry about them."

"Da, because that is what I am worried about." Ivan rolled his eye, Alfred snuggling into the side of his chest that wasn't damaged, smiling happily, "What time is it?" He needed to catch his flight at one.

"Hm? Oh, like twelve forty or so."

"What?"

"I know, you usually wake up before then."

"I have twenty minutes to get to the airport?" Ivan asked in disbelief. That was about the worst luck he could think of. Standing up, he ran his hand through his hair and biting his lip at the feeling of cum inside him, "And I need to shower. How am I going to make it?" It was hard booking a flight to Russia and his boss had wanted him back soon after the meeting.

Alfred just sprawled out on the now empty bed, laying on his stomach and closing his eyes, dark rings under them, "Don't worry, planes are always an hour late at the very least."

"Except when you expect it to be." Ivan muttered, going into the bathroom and turning on the light. Alfred really was such a procrastinator. Turning the shower on and stepping under the water just long enough to get wet before looking for his shampoo. It wasn't where he left it, "Alfred, where's my stuff?"

"I packed all your stuff, you're welcome! You can use mine or the hotels. And I already checked your flight before and it's coming in late, take your time!"

"Have I told you how much I love you?"

"You could mention it more." Ivan smiled, chuckling slightly before grabbing the other shampoo sitting there. Too bad he couldn't stay under the hot water for more than fifteen minutes even with Alfred's assurances. He wished he had remembered he had to be somewhere today. But it was always hard to think when there was a gun against his head and Alfred smirking over him with a glint of unconcealed darkness creeping into blue eyes.

"See, what did I tell you? We're just in time cause it was late." Alfred said. Ivan sighed in relief, looking at the line that at the moment wasn't moving. There weren't very many people around though, "Hey I forgot my wallet at the hotel, mind lending me some bucks?"

"Why?"

"To get food! I personally missed like so many meals I'm going to wither away right here. I could get you something real quick for the flight over."

"I have been dead, I am not too hungry. Just get me something small for later." Ivan muttered, pulling his wallet out and handing it to the younger, "Just don't put me in dept."

"I'll try not to." Alfred stuck his tongue out before standing up and walking towards the small and probably ridiculously over-priced restaurants airports usually had. Ivan smiled slightly watching the other go. He took a deep breath but winced at the huge pain it caused him. It was almost crippling. He put a hand to his chest and leaned forward slightly. But whatever it was passed as soon as it had come. Ivan slowly straightened, sighing lightly as he let his hand rest over his beating heart a moment longer before letting it drop to his side.

"I will be watching you." Ivan narrowed his eyes and turned to smiled pleasantly at the Asian country.

"Japan, what are you doing here?"

"Waiting for my flight. I saw you two come in." Japan said simply.

"Ah, well I can understand Alfred having friends" Mostly because the blond was stubborn like that, "but I would not get too close if I were you."

"I will not, I respect Alfred-san. However, I will be around to make sure you don't hurt him." Ivan hummed.

"How nice. I hope to see you in Siberia then."

"You live in Moscow."

"Da, that I do." Japan didn't seem to know what to think of that one, "But I would like to make this clear." Ivan said, stepping forward and narrowing his eyes at the other, "Alfred is my lover. Given the choice I think he would choose me over you."

"Perhaps. But he is more likely to be loyal to his friends for more... stable relationships."

"Hey Ivan, I didn't know what to get you, cause there were just sandwiches so- oh hey Kiku! What's up?" Alfred smiled at him.

"I am just waiting for my flight. I saw that you were here too." Japan said, smiling at Alfred in such a warm and friendly way that Ivan found himself koling.

"Oh cool. Oh yeah, so Ivan I got you a sub, it's got like stuff on it and some chips too. Cause the sandwich will go bad and you probably want something for later." Alfred said as he handed over the sandwich, bag of chips, and wallet, keeping the three other sandwiches he had for himself. At least he only ordered three.

"Da." Ivan said, frowning slightly at the slight distraction from his glaring contest, but smiled at Alfred and kissed him on the cheek. He felt some victory when the blond lightened slightly.

"Anyway, you should probably hurry, there's no more line and that usually means they'll leave soon." And the joy was gone. Nodding a bit and putting the food into his bag, Ivan hesitated a moment, giving a long look at Japan, who turned towards Alfred.

"Ah, Alfred-san, if you are not busy anytime soon, perhaps you would like to come to my house and relax for a little? There is that game I was telling you about."

"Oh dude, that sounds awesome!" Alfred said, eyes brightening, "I don't have any plans, think I could still book a flight?" Kiku nodded, smiling.

"Da, and I could skip my flight and take a different one." Ivan said darkly. Alfred laughed.

"That's funny Ivan, come on." The blond said, grabbing his arm and leading him towards the plane. Ivan frowned, "It's fine Ivan. Have a little faith in me, okay? I mean seriously. You know I won't do anything." Sometimes it really annoyed him that it seemed Ivan didn't trust him enough to hang out with friends. He knew it was the others want to control and completely own, but it still bugged him.

"It is not you I don't trust... but him." Ivan snarled the last word.

"Come on Ivan, him and me have been friends for longer than you and me have been lovers." Ivan winced at that, wondering if Alfred was saying he preferred the others company because their relationship was more wholesome and friendly and had been cheerful for quite awhile. "If he wanted something he would have tried something by now. You're just too possessive sometimes." Alfred stopped a bit before the person who was there to accept the tickets, "I won't get into any trouble so stop worrying up a fucking storm." The blond said as he took a bite of his own sandwich.

"The day you stay out of trouble is the day that I grow short." Ivan commented, but smiled and ruffled Alfred's hair despite the glare and pout, "I will see you soon, right?"

"You better believe it." Alfred smiled. Ivan nodded, giving the airport person his ticket and walking on the plane, a bit of worry rising in him as he left Alfred alone with Japan. He took a seat where his ticket was. First class so that he didn't have to worry about people kicking the back of his seat or any such disturbances. He didn't mind riding couch most of the time, but if he had some money to spare he did like first class. The chairs were more comfortable for the long ride, and you got better customer service.

He watched the airport, continuing to worry for his reckless lover. But couldn't help but smile remembering that just yesterday - or he assumed it was yesterday - Alfred had said that he loved him, not to him, but it was still very heart-warming. And he had said that he meant every word of what he had said. That alone made him sigh and momentarily forget about his anger. It was back a moment later though.

The plane took off after a while and he reclined in his seat, only a little after doing he let his eyelids droop over his eyes, yawning lightly. Being dead, despite popular opinion, was not very restful at all, but it was still sleep so one would find it hard to fall asleep even when exhausted, and he was ready to get some real rest despite that fact or the steady pain in his chest.

Ivan opened his eyes groggily, blinking the fuzziness out of his vision as he woke up to the world around him. There was the sound of something beeping. Moving his head to look around, he blinked as he found himself in a room he didn't recognize in the least. Plain and dull white walls, bright overhead lights, a window with a view that showed that he was so far up that he wouldn't be able to jump out without hurting himself. The bed he was laying on was comfortable enough, but the blankets were thin. There was a single plain door with a tiny window in it to see a hallway looked like it was the only way out. Though there was another door leading to a small bathroom.

He frowned, wondering how in the world he had gotten from on a plane back to Russia to inside a hospital. He tried sitting up but noticed a weight to his side as he did. Looking over he saw something that made him smile despite the confusion he felt. Alfred was sitting on a chair next to the bed, arms folded on the bed, head resting on his own arms. There was a trail of drool down his mouth, which happened a lot actually, and the other still had his glasses on. Though Ivan usually tried to take them off when the other dozed off because that really couldn't be comfortable, it always woke the other up instantly if he so much as touched them. It was curious sometimes.

Looking to the end table next to him, he saw a little bouquet of fresh sunflowers, making him smile even more. Then again, he wondered how long he had been there. And why. He reached his hand out and petted the others head, watching as Alfred smiled in his sleep and nuzzled up into the hand affectionately. Chuckling lightly, Ivan decided he would try his hardest to take the glasses off Alfred, they really did look too uncomfortable to sleep in. He slowly put his hands on either side of the frames, but as soon as he tried giving the slightest pull to get them over the others ears, Alfred snapped awake, looking groggy and sitting up a bit. Ivan let the other slip through his fingers, "Good morning." Ivan smiled as Alfred wiped the drool off of his mouth and seemed to be trying to wake up more.

A moment later his eyes lit up, "Ivan! How are you? Are you feeling alright?"

"Da, I am fine. Why am I in a hospital though?" He questioned.

"Oh, well you were found dead on the plane after they landed... so the humans took you to a hospital. Your government pulled some strings to get you to Russia and a private facility where you could recover." Alfred explained, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked away, "Sorry... it was kinda my fault." He muttered quietly as he looked away.

"Ah it is fine." Ivan muttered, feeling his ribs on his left side, if they were back that probably meant he was fully healed. "How long have I been asleep?"

"Well asleep or dead? You were asleep for about a day and dead for like four. You really had me worried you know! I get this call from my boss saying how you're in the hospital after the meeting, they're trying to figure out what happened. I dropped my game with Kiku to come see you. And I hope you know how fucking hard it was to not do anything to you while you were dead!"

Ivan smiled, "I can imagine. I am sorry that you had to cut your time sort with Kiku to see me."

"No you're not." Alfred rolled his eyes but looked down at Ivan, smile fading a bit and eyes losing a certain cheeriness, "You sure you okay?"

"I am perfectly fine, I just needed a bit more time to recover. Did you try something new?" Alfred bit his lip before nodding. "Then that is probably it, my body was not used to it."

"Well yeah and no human lives with the um... modifications I gave you so I guess I should have seen that coming, but I didn't think you'd be out for days. You usually aren't."

"You do not have to worry too much about my health Alfred, I have lived through much worse."

"Well yeah but..." Alfred started but trailed off, "That doesn't mean I want to cause you a ton of pain."

"I know that, do not worry, I hardly felt anything at all." Just sharp occasional pains in his chest. "What happened though?"

"Erm well the doctors will probably tell you." Alfred muttered, blushing, "I'm kind of in some hot water right now... actually I kind of snuck in here, I'm not really suppose to be seeing you until this is all cleared up."

"Why?" Ivan asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Well they found my DNA so it's not that hard to-"

"No not that... wait, I washed before I left. How did they find anything? Ah, first why are you being suspected for something?"

"Um well... you did die and our bosses tend to take that really seriously."

"Well surely at the very least you could say that somebody killing me soon after we slept together?"

"Yeah they're not really going to buy that. But don't worry about it, I got it all figured out! I just needed to check to see how you were doing seeing the big deal they were making I was seriously worried for you, ass."

Ivan smiled, sitting up and pulling the other closer to him to kiss him. Alfred smiled a bit, leaning forward easily to deepen the kiss before his watch let out a dull beep and he pulled back. Ivan frowned, but let the blond pull back. "Right... um... " Alfred muttered, clicking the button and walking towards the bathroom, closing it slightly. Ivan tilted his head, perhaps the other had to go to the bathroom. A couple minutes passed with no sound coming from the bathroom when he heard a door open.

He looked towards the door to see a nurse come in. "Oh, you are awake!" She smiled, speaking Russian of course, Alfred had said he had been able to be moved to Russia. She gave a slight bow and walked over. "How are you feeling sir?"

"I am feeling quite fine. I am completely healed from... whatever killed me."

"Do you remember what killed you?" She asked, looking at him.

"No... I remember dying on the plane." Not exactly true, but plausible. He wondered if he should ask, Alfred hadn't said what killed him, but he was curious as to what exactly was putting Alfred in trouble. "Ah... were you able to find out how I died?"

The woman nodded slowly, looking away and shifting uncomfortably. "Yes, I could get the doctor if you would like him to tell you."

"I am fine with you telling me."

"A-Alright sir." She cleared her throat. "You had a heart attack due to clotting in your bloodstream and arteries."

"A heart attack?" A nation couldn't have a natural causing death, it just didn't happen. A good thing too, because Alfred would have had a heart attack at this point from all the junk food he ate. "That is impossible."

"We have the test results if you would like to look."

"You are mistaken, I cannot have a heart attack, it is just not natural for my kind."

"Yes sir we were informed on that. But it was not due to natural blood clotting."

"Oh? What was it then?"

"...there was semen found in your heart. We suspect it was pumped through your bloodstream." Ivan stared, and processed. Then his face turned red.

"Ah...I-I think I need a moment alone." He said uncertainly. The nurse hesitated but she nodded, walking towards the door.

"Very well sir, I will give you some time, please call if you need anything and somebody will come see you around dinner."

"T-thank you." Ivan muttered as she closed the door. He put a hand to his mouth, feeling his cheeks much warmer than usual. Alfred... did something like that? True he never knew what Alfred did while he was out. Suddenly his lung missing made sense. Well now he knew why Alfred couldn't blame it on somebody else now. But the fact that the younger blond had actually... what exactly? Fucked his heart somehow? And having the others cum inside his very blood? It was all a lot to think on. He looked up at the bathroom, the door hadn't moved but he knew the other was in there. "Alfred..." He said in English, watching the door. "Come out."

After a moment the door slowly opened, the other not making eye contact as he shuffled slowly towards Ivan. He could speak Russian, though brokenly it was plenty enough to get by, though he never spoke it willingly. He stopped near the bed, looking down at the ground, an occasional muscle twitching in his body.

Alfred, unable to stand such awkward silence for more than one second, spoke, "Ivan, I'm so sorry, I-I didn't think about it really, but i-if I had know it would have had such a difficult effect on your body I swear I wouldn't have thought of doing such a thing! And I just-" Ivan sighed, reaching out to grab Alfred's wrist to gather the others attention before pulling him down onto the bed.

Alfred yelped a bit in surprise, colliding with Ivan awkwardly on the bed. He shifted slightly, making it much more comfortable for the both of them, looking at Ivan with curious and still worried blue eyes. Ivan smiled, rolling the other below him, biting down into the other neck, enjoying the small noise the other made. He kissed along the bruising bite, "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever known." Ivan muttered, nipping and licking at Alfred's lips. Alfred smiled, closing his eyes as he opened his mouth, fighting back against the tongue for a moment before Ivan pushed inside the others mouth, hands already moving up the other shirt, ignoring the bomber jacket.

It was slightly unfair how Alfred was fully dressed and he was in a hospital gown, but at least they were wise enough not to remove his scarf. He scratched Alfred's nipples, the younger gasping and bucking his hips up into Ivan's. "Y-You're so weird." Alfred blushed strongly, eyes still closed, face tilted up as he panted slightly. Ivan smirked, sucking on Alfred's neck, moving his hands back down the others very well toned chest and stomach. Licking along the vein in the others neck, Ivan started unbuttoning the others jeans. He felt a hand wind around his own neck and the blond making a small pleased noise.

Alfred's other hand grabbed one of his own once his jeans and boxers were pulled down enough not to be too much of a hindrance. Ivan didn't mind, deciding to see what Alfred wanted with it as he continued biting several places along Alfred's neck. Marking him in what he could only hope would stay there the whole day before it healed. Ivan felt the hand Alfred was controlling touch something familiar and couldn't help the wide smirk that formed at the blond's gasp, his back arching and eyes falling closed. Small nails bit into his neck as he watched the other rock into his hand. "Enjoying yourself?" Alfred shivered, nodding.

Ivan didn't mind that Alfred closed his eyes a lot, he always said his name so he couldn't blame the other at all for getting lost in a fantasy of something different transpiring. Putting a couple fingers in his mouth, Ivan slicked them up, watching Alfred's faces and hearing the noises that were more genuine than the ones before, the younger clearly having difficulty suppressing them, even with his mouth closed. Still, it was always a delicious sight to see Alfred desperately rocking against him.

Pulling the fingers out and with his mouth now free, Ivan once more started biting everywhere his mouth could reach, enjoying how Alfred would sometimes arch up slightly to meet them. "God... Ivan..." Smiling at the voice practically dripping with lust and complete want, Ivan slipped both his fingers down and into Alfred. The blond gasped, jerking at the sudden intrusion, but relaxing soon after, he had taken more in one go before. He didn't spend a whole lot of time stretching the other, just enough to make sure it wouldn't be painful to him since it had been about a week. Slipping them out, Ivan threaded that hand through Alfred's hair, tugging at it and ignoring the fact it had been in the others ass not too long ago.

Pulling the blond's head back he heard Alfred mutter something almost incoherent, moving his hips up once again into Ivan's hand, legs wrapping a moment later around Ivan's hips, making it so much easier to push inside the willing blond. Alfred gasped, eyes opening for a couple seconds as Ivan groaned and didn't wait to start thrusting. If he had learned anything it was that Alfred got impatient very quickly even if he did wait. Pulling at the hair and biting to draw blood along Alfred's neck, he moaned at the feeling of his own pleasure as Alfred yelped, hips rocking forward, meeting his thrusts.

Alfred always felt so fucking tight and warm. And to think that the other had done something that would mix the blond's cum into his bloodstream. He shivered, thrusting harder into Alfred, the very thought only seeming to excite him more. It wasn't too long before his thrusts became unsteady and random before he came inside Alfred, filling his lover. Riding out his climax with several more thrusts, Ivan focused on not collapsing on the other in the small hospital bed. Slowly recovering from his high he smiled as he watched as a few minutes later, under his own ministrations and Ivan's hand he still possessed, Alfred came as well.

He watched the other reach pure bliss before relaxing completely, blue eyes glassy with pleasure. They were looks he didn't get to see as often as he would have liked. Filing the look away in his memory, he smiled as he untangled his hand from Alfred's hair. The blond looked up at him before giving a groggy smile, releasing his arm and wrapping both around Ivan's neck, pulling up to kiss him softly. Smiling against the lips, Ivan moved his own hands to wrap around Alfred's waist, wiping the cum on his hands on the hospital sheets where they wouldn't lay on it. Turning them slightly so they were both laying down side by side they both got comfortable. Ivan pulled up the sad excuse for a blanket over them and started running his fingers though the others blond and sweaty hair.

He loved the lazy smile he got. Several minutes of silence went between them until it was Ivan who broke it, "You have not been sleeping enough." He muttered softly.

"I know... " Alfred yawned a bit before smiling happily and nuzzling up into him. "But I've been kind of busy. And worried about you. Especially when they wouldn't let me see you."

"Hm. I would not have been pleased with that."

"Yeah."

"But here is what we will do about it." Ivan said, knowing that this was worrying Alfred. The blond was absolutely terrified anybody else would find out about this. "You will go alright? And I will see you when I get out. Do what you have been doing these last few days, or better yet go back to your own country. At the meeting we will tell our bosses that it is something we do between ourselves for fun and as a kink. I am sure there will be a meeting because of this between us and our bosses. Usually we wait until we are not busy, but I forgot I had a plane to catch. That is all true, da? Okay? Then they will just think that we are a little extreme with it all. They will probably not know what to think... okay?"

Alfred smiled, kissing Ivan's neck softly. "Okay." He muttered. "If you're okay with that..."

"Of course, and it will work out alright. They have no business in our bedroom affairs anyway." Alfred nodded against him. "Good, now you will have to go." Ivan muttered, kissing the others forehead and looking at the clock. "The nurse will no doubt inform the doctors and my boss, and they cannot find you here when they come to check on me, alright?"

"Yeah... alright. But I will see you soon, right?" Alfred asked, pulling away and looking at him.

Ivan chuckled, kissing the others lips before pulling away and nodding. "You cannot get rid of me so easily. I will see you at the meeting."

It didn't take long to be discharged from the hospital since he was completely healed. His boss had re-informed him of facts he already knew and Ivan had been careful to comment, saying it would probably be best to talk to America and his boss about this. So, about a month since seeing his blond he was happy to finally be walking to his boss's office where the meeting was being held. He was upset because he was a little late, but that didn't stop his eagerness.

Straightening out his scarf a bit more, he took a heavy sigh, glad that all of this would finally be taken care of and put out of the way. Putting a hand on the door, he opened it, walking inside and closing it behind him as he observed the room. There was his boss of course, and Alfred's. But the young blond was missing. "Ah, Russia there you are. We already started discussing some small matters, but I am glad you are here." His boss said, in English for their guest.

"Where is America?" Ivan asked, eyes narrowing. They probably mistook his anger to be directed at said nation for what the blond had done. "I would think he would have returned to his own country."

The US president shifted slightly before coughing and speaking. "Yes, he did. And I am here to inform you in person that this issue has been dealt with."

"What do you mean?" Ivan growled darkly. "You both were invited so that we could discuss what is to be done."

"Russia, sit down please." His boss warned. Ivan hesitated before taking one of the seats stiffly.

After a moment America's boss spoke again. "We took your account into consideration. Usually you would have more of a say, but all together it wasn't a normal trial since Alfred is our representative."

"Trial?" Ivan questioned, getting a sinking feeling.

"Yes, after recent events we looked into his past file and looked through a few things. He has murdered several people in cold blood as well as defiled and mutilated the corpses."

Oh no, they knew. Ivan sighed heavily, shaking his head. "What was his punishment?"

"... Death."

"Death? Hm, a country cannot be killed."

"No, we did as best we could."

"Hm... I would like to see this." Ivan said, narrowing his eyes. "Forgive me, but I do not think you would know if it would be good enough."

Both the bosses exchanged looks before the US president spoke again, "I am not opposed to this idea, that is alright with me."

His boss nodded. "I suppose in these events that it is alright."

"I am glad." He was going to murder everybody if Alfred was really truly dead. But no, he could not think like that because it was impossible. It was impossible for a country to die... it was impossible for Alfred to die... to leave him in such a way. "I would like to ensure that America is dead. After everything. I would take it almost as a threat." Ivan hummed thoughtfully. "So I would very much want to make sure you took care of this. I am sure you would not mind me having the body either, da?"

"... of course not."

"Ah, I am glad that you care so little for somebody so threatening towards my country. I cannot wait to meet the new embodiment that raises from all this." Ivan grinned.

*gasp* Alfred dead? I never do that. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed.