Building A Nation

AN1: Sorry I haven't updated as fast as I wanted to update. I've been stressed because of family drama, school is about to start soon (thankfully), I have so much work that I feel needs to get done but no one is helping me at all, it's just a mess. So that's why.

AN2: I don't think I can say this enough, this disclaimer is just like the points on Whose Line Is It Anyway, they just don't matter!

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Memory

Ivan's POV:

I paced back and forth non stop for about 2 hours in the waiting area. The waiting in silence without any idea what is going on with my love was just killing me. I muttered silently under my breath "kolkolkolkol…" if only to say anything because I was lost for words at the moment. I clutched onto my pipe squeezing it tightly then loosely, then back to tightly again. Just to hold onto something that brings me as much comfort as much as Yao does.

Finally after what felt like forever, the doctor came out and walked towards us at a nice steady pace.

"So what's the news on Yao?" Alfred asked.

In a very thick accent he replied in a hesitant English, " He has a broken arm which will heal properly and other then some cuts and bruises, he should be just fine."

Toris and Alfred sighed in relief but I could see anything but relief of the doctor's face. "There's something you're not telling us da?" I asked muttering "Kolkolkolkol…." the longer I waited.

Shaking the doctor looked me in the eyes and said, "Well there is something else…we discovered that he was hit on the head by a hard object. Most likely the ceiling fell on him after the bomb shook his house. To put it simply, he has amnesia. He doesn't remember who he is, who he was, and possibly much more. You would have to be careful and patient with him."

My face remained expressionless but a series of emotions started coursing through my body. 'Yao…doesn't remember anything? That can't be possible, he's over 4,000 years old! He has to at least remember me…right?' tthese thoughts raced through my head as I finally managed to utter one sentence. "We can see Yao now da?" I asked.

"Sure, but again, be careful as to what you say. He is in a very fragile state at the moment. Anything could set him off." He replied as he led us down a long hallway to the last door on the right.

I entered the door and happiness overflooded me as I saw my love sitting up in bed. Conscious and alive!

"I'll give you a moment to talk in private." The doctor said and Alfred and Toris gave us a minute too.

After I was sure the doctor had left I quickly rushed over and wrapped my arms around Yao protectively and tightly.

"Yao-Yao! Thank God you're OK! You had me so worried da!" I almost cried.

I backed away to give him some air and he looked at me very confused. "Um…who are you aru?" he asked.

The smile on my face started to slowly fade away. "It's me, Ivan Braginski. You remember me da?" I asked.

He looked at me for a few seconds then looked at me appologetically and said, "It's not ringing any bells aru."

Fear raced through my mind. "Russia! You remember Russia da? I am Russia!" I almost yelled. Yao just looked at me wide eyed and confused. I grabbed his shoulders tightly. "You remember our relationship da? We're best friends! More than friends! You have to remember me!" I yelled tears forming in my eyes.

Yao looked at me very frightened and scared. That's when Alfred came in though the door and placed an arm on my shoulder.

"Ivan calm down dude! Yao just needs to remember things slowly. He just needs to remember that he's a nation. He'll remember you soon." Alfred said trying to calm me down.

"I know you aru…" Yao said and our attention diverted to him. He was looking directly at Alfred. "I know a lot of things now…you're Alfred F. Jones, an American aru."

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AN1: Yeah sorry I haven't updated in like a week –cough- 9 days! –cough- I have been very busy. I swear it's not a lie, I have been helping my grandma and the family a lot lately. We had to move her into a nursing home to get her rehabilitated and it's been very stressful. Like on a scale of 1-10 this Russia is at like a 20! Not to mention my family is all fighting with each other.

Anyway enough ranting, stay tuned for the next chapter where we find out the extent to Yao's memory! Bye! ^J^

P.S. These chapters WILL get longer I promise!